The peak acting skills of the actor

Chapter 218

"I look like it!" Cheng Feng said with a confused face.

Look at this chicken head pot again. It is small in shape, with a round belly and a chicken head attached to the shoulder. It looks relatively small, has no bottleneck, has a flat bottom, and the color is not very good-looking. It is earthy green. Cheng Feng thinks it looks like a urinal. .

"Nonsense, this is what the ancients used to drink water, the mouth of the pot is used to pour water, and the spout of the chicken head is decoration."

"No, I think his chicken head spout is connected!"

Old Cheng hurriedly took a closer look when he heard the words, so he nodded and said, "That's from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and the Western Jin Dynasty doesn't make sense."

"Oh! Why?"

"The ancients did it like this, how do I know why." Old Cheng said cursingly.

Cheng Feng put down the chicken head pot carefully, and asked, "Then dad, how much can you estimate the price of this thing?"

"This..." Lao Cheng looked puzzled, and then muttered, "I don't know what the price is!"

"This... Dad, what you said just now is so clear, why don't you know the price now?"

"Nonsense, the market prices fluctuate. I only look at things, but I don't buy them. I'm like a person who doesn't go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. He knows what the vegetables are, but he doesn't know the prices of the vegetables!"

"Then ask?" Cheng Feng said.

"Don't! Don't let people trick you, let's go out first."

Speaking of which, Lao Cheng pulled Cheng Feng out of the porcelain shop, and started to wander around again. Cheng Feng asked curiously: "Dad, I just saw that there are bronze wares in that shop, how about we buy one?"

"Don't! I imitated it back then."

"Imitation?"

"how do you know?"

"The origin of bronze wares is generally unknown, and no one will display them openly for others to see. Unless some special customers want them, and there is a middleman, they will sell them."

"The origin of this is unknown, could it be..."

"Yes, it's tomb robbery. Things from the tomb are bad luck. Don't mess with these things if you have nothing to do."

"How much do you know about this tomb robber?"

"I only know a little bit, but there are indeed capable people in this line of work."

Cheng Feng became interested when he heard this, and hurriedly asked: "How do you say?"

"I've heard of such a case, in Babaoshan, the capital..."

"I've heard that that place is not the cemetery of the capital?"

Old Cheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and blamed: "What's the trouble, do you want to hear it or not?"

"Listen, Dad, tell me what you want!" Cheng Feng said with a smile in a hurry.

"Hey...? What did I say? Oh yes, there is another mountain next to Babao Mountain in the capital, called Laoshan.

This old mountain is a small hill next to Babao Mountain. It turns out that some archaeological experts have done a special survey, and the conclusion is that there are 100% no Han tombs.

Because Laoshan is next to Babaoshan, no one lives in it. "

Hearing this, Cheng Feng murmured in his heart: "Who lives so cowardly next to the cemetery, does he think his life will be long?"

Old Cheng didn't know what Cheng Feng was thinking, so he continued: "In other words, in [-], almost in that year, two young people came near Babao Mountain.

After arriving there, without any equipment, I built a pergola, and just took a look at it, and said that there is a big tomb in this old mountain.

The two young men summed it up, and said it was okay, let's dig it up, and the two of them went out at night, in order to prevent being seen, and started working at night.

After more than 20 days of digging, the excavated soil was piled up next to it. The details determine success or failure. The two people were unlucky on this pile of soil.

In the past twenty days, mounds of soil appeared one after another in Laoshan, and it happened that two old ladies walked around Laoshan in the morning. "

Cheng Feng murmured in his heart: "These two old ladies are really free. They took a stroll to Babao Mountain. Is this a stroll, or is it rushing to the funeral? It can only be said that it is unlucky to catch up with those two!"

"Burials will not be allowed at that time. The two old ladies saw why there were so many new graves, and then rushed to report to the police. The police followed and looked at the new graves there, looked at the soil, and saw that there were some. It was still tidal, and I didn’t understand what was going on, but by coincidence, the two young men got out of the ground and hit the gun directly.”

"Finally, in this old mountain, a large tomb of the Han Dynasty was discovered. Look, this is the 'one-eye fixation point', which is better than experts and instruments."

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up, and he said hastily: "Looking at the mountain when looking for dragons and dividing gold, one level of entanglement is one level of gate. If there are eight levels of danger in closing the door, there will be no yin and yang and eight trigrams."

Old Cheng wondered, "Who did you hear that from? It sounds familiar."

"It's in the novel."

"Looking at the winding mountain with a hundred thousand dragons, one winding is one pass. If there are thousands of locks on the closed door, there must be princes living here.

I have read such a passage. "

"Dad, where did you read it?"

"Dragon Shaking Sutra!"

"What shakes the Dragon Scripture?"

"This "Shaking the Dragon Classic" was written by Tang Dynasty Fengshui master Yang Junsong. It is the most authoritative classic on dragon veins and Fengshui. It is a book for understanding and using dragon veins and Fengshui, and it can be quickly applied. It is available on Taobao."

"Fuck! The third uncle of the Nanpai School of Chasing Love compiled a novel based on this book!"

Cheng Feng immediately became interested after chatting here, and continued to ask: "The ghost market in the novel is always missed, is it true?"

"This ghost market is not as mysterious as you think, pick a leak? Hehe, pick a ghost!

The so-called ghost market happened at the time of the older generation, at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, when the capital city changed its dynasty, and many royal nobles also fell into decline.

In order to make a living, this group of people used to be idlers and idlers, and they didn't have any means to make a living.

If he had no other choice, he took advantage of the night to sell his private possessions at home.

After a long time, such a market has been formed, because in the dark environment, there were no street lights everywhere like now, and no one could see who was who.

This also left a little face for those who were originally superior. "

Cheng Feng hurriedly asked: "What about picking up leaks? Isn't there a lot of legends saying that someone found a lot of treasures in the ghost market?"

"At that time, there were indeed many people who found treasures with their own eyesight, which is what people call picking up leaks.

After that, ghost city culture began to appear in various parts of the country.

The ghost market in the 80s was quite different from before. Most of them were so-called "jianghu people" who sold some things of unknown origin in the ghost market.

When your father and I were young, we saw the [-]-bar bicycle lost by the neighbor's house in our ghost market.

Nowadays, the ghost market is no longer interesting, basically selling old items that are not used at home.

There is no such thing as picking up and missing at all, and there are only some genuine and fake literary products.

Anyone who goes to the ghost market with the idea of ​​picking up leaks is planning to pay IQ tax and wait to be cheated. "

Cheng Feng nodded, and it seemed that his father had studied this business a lot in private. Just now, when Old Cheng mentioned something, Cheng Feng suddenly became interested, and hurriedly asked: "Dad, is that Wenwan you mentioned? The two walnuts in the hands of the store owner just now?"

(End of this chapter)