Republic of China

Chapter 204 General's Order

In the cold winter months, what do people care about and want to do most?
Doing New Year’s Goods~
In addition to chatting, the biggest entertainment item for the people in Maodong is buying new year's goods. Neighbors exchange experiences with each other, who buys cheap and fresh meat, and whose couplets are beautiful and grand.

Especially as the New Year approaches, the markets are filled with a wide variety of products.

Of course, Zhao Sanyuan and others are not exempt from vulgarity. They have to take part in the excitement, but they are not going to an ordinary market, but a flea market to see if they can find some good items and pick up any missing items.

It is said that some people are happy and some are sad.

Fortunately, the two gangs of thieves, Lao Beifeng and Xiang Qingshan, have improved a lot since they secretly cooperated with Feng Jun in a good show. They will definitely do things like robbing big houses, but the thieves are becoming more and more... Youdao, even when it comes to dealing with rich and unkind rich people, they are no longer as ruthless as before.

When they were just thinking about having a good year, the Lu family's caravan secretly transported a batch of arms, which made the two eldest brothers so happy that they praised them for making a good brother.

Worried people are very interesting.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs of Japan has jurisdiction over the branch of the Kwantung Army stationed at the Special High School. To put it bluntly, they are slightly more advanced little devils.

The people of Yanhuang celebrate the New Year, and the little devils also celebrate the New Year.

No one would feel better if they died before the Chinese New Year, let alone two spies with special identities.

Not that his death was in vain.

The special high-tech branch followed the clues and wanted to get to the bottom of Qi Sihai.

The good news is that some clues have been found and a lot of information about Qi Sihai has been obtained.

The bad news is the Great Northwest.

The little devil's power simply cannot radiate that far.

Send someone to arrest him?

How many people do you need to send?

Judging from the intelligence, Qi Sihai is definitely a veteran. He has been famous for many years and has several lists of names and names who died at his hands.

If you don’t have enough people, you can’t find them and you can’t defeat them. If you have too many people, it will affect the original arrangements and plans. Besides, who will pay for the round trip fare?
After weighing the left and right, the Soul-Calling Shrine has temporarily given up the pursuit of Qi Sihai, but this does not mean that it will not settle the accounts if there is a chance in the future.

Since then, the little devil has completely placed the blood debt of the two onmyojis on Qi Sihai's head. I don't know what the old bastard's reaction will be when he finds out.

But none of this has anything to do with the initiator.

At this time, Zhao Sanyuan and others were dazzling at the flea market.

It must be said that the masters are among the people.

You dare to take out anything.

Squatting in front of a stall, Zhao Sanyuan picked up a large hollow object, made of pure copper.

"Boss, do you know what this is?"

The aunt who was chatting with the stall next door answered Zhao Sanyuan impatiently while eating melon seeds, "I've never seen the world before. It's obviously a Western pickled cabbage vat. You can't bargain for 50 yuan."

Zhao Sanyuan's face was full of black lines.

Sauerkraut jar?
What is the diameter of your pickled cabbage jar?

This is obviously a shell casing from the secondary battery on a warship!

Look carefully, there are a lot of foreign code!
"Auntie, where do you put the pickled cabbage jar?"

"It's OK. If you're really optimistic, just give me 35 yuan. The stall will be closed soon in the cold weather."

"I'm not really optimistic about it, at least half optimistic about it. Is it a complete body? Is it the kind with a hollow core inside the shell? If so, I'll collect a few."

"Catch it, no, just collect it like this. I will receive it tomorrow, and my aunt will keep it for you."

Zhao Sanyuan nodded solemnly, and then looked at the stall next door. All they were selling were pendants and ornaments, of various colors.

It's just the material, it's really not that good.

But there is definitely gold digging in the flea market, and you might come across something serious.

Lao Kang picked up a red jade pendant, but for a moment he couldn't tell what it was carved on.

"Uncle, what kind of material is this made of, and what is this carving?"

It is estimated that the stall owner has not been open for a long time, and seeing Lao Kang's innocent virtue, he immediately introduced this jade with excitement.

"Young man, you have good eyesight. This is the best thing I have. Have you looked at the thread? It's made of silkworm silk. Have you seen the jade hanging on the outside of the thread? It's made of jade, and the jade piece underneath is even more amazing. It's It takes a lot of effort to knock off a piece of natural jade from the Flame Mountains in the southwest. It took me 81 to [-] days to knock out this small piece. If you look carefully, can you tell it is a tiger descending from the mountain? Is the carver overbearing enough?"

Lao Kang's eyes almost bulged, but he didn't know what kind of tiger it was.

If we had to say it was a tiger, the tiger seemed to have been rough when it came down the mountain, and it hit the ground face first. It was simply miserable.

Turning it over, I looked at the red paint on my palm.

I thought that the jade in the Flame Mountain was fading.

"It looks pretty new."

"Yes, it may not be that long, at most three to five hundred years. If you sincerely want it, just give me ten."

Lao Kang swallowed his saliva and thought to himself, uncle, you really dare to ask for it.

Even if you dare to ask for ten oceans for something like this crushed scum, if you look at it any longer, you will be completely wronged.

For fear of being pulled by his uncle to study the Southwest Flame Mountain, Lao Kang stepped back and followed his brother forward.

The flea market is crowded with people, but most of them are here to have fun, and few want to spend money.

But as long as you dare to pay, you must comply with the old saying, if you don't open for three years, you will eat for three years if you open.

When they saw a stall that was about to be closed, the two brothers became interested.

After all, there are not many people selling porcelain, and I have always wanted to get a porcelain bowl made of good material to hold talisman water.

I just took a closer look and saw that the style of the things the boss bought was unusual.

It's definitely an old thing, but it's really not suitable for holding talisman water.

Zhao Sanyuan picked up a piece of porcelain and asked, "When did you become the boss?"

The elder brother who was closing the stall calmly stopped the pace of closing the stall, first looked around, and then gave a very mysterious answer.

"Keep your voice down, this belongs to Western Zhou."

"Porridge? Which gruel?"

"It's Western Zhou. Does King Zhou know about it? The one on the list of gods, the treasure that flowed out from his tomb."

Zhao Sanyuan looked at the boss and then at the porcelain in his hand.

No matter how hard you try, you can't figure out how porcelain chamber pots appeared during the Zhou Dynasty.

It makes sense to say that it was leaked from the previous dynasty.

God is King Zhou of the West.

Don't think that if they sound homophonic, they can get closer together!

"Rich?"

"No matter how much you want, it's only [-] yuan."

"Would you sell it for twenty small coins?"

"What?" The boss almost gasped. He had seen people bargaining before, but never such a ruthless one.

Not to mention it was cut in half, it was cut directly from the heavenly spirit to the top of the toes.

"No, no, it's not that big of a deal, it's at least fifty thousand dollars."

Zhao Sanyuan raised his legs and left.

I was only willing to pay for the porcelain chamber pot because it was decades old, thinking about going back to decorate it with children's urine or something.

More than fifty small coins are wrongdoers.

"Are you mistaken?" At this time, Mo Wenshan grabbed the little apprentice's wrist from behind, "Look carefully, he has good things."

Zhao Sanyuan was confused. It looked like they were all low-grade porcelain, and half of them were various types of chamber pots. He didn't know if the boss had any strange habits.

Mo Wenshan saw that his apprentice was really distracted, so he squatted in front of the stall and said, "Brother, how do you sell this thing?"

"My father-in-law has a good eye. This is a Tang Sancai from the heyday of the Tang Dynasty. For its average appearance, you can take it for [-] yuan."

Even though the Tang Sancai looked similar to the Sugar Triangle, Mo Wenshan didn't care at all. He smiled and shook his head, "No, no, I'm talking about the things below."

below?

The boss was also confused.

Thinking there is something else you don’t know about?
"Red cloth, I like the material of this red cloth. Please give me a price."

"Uh." The boss hesitated for a long time, thinking that he had sold goods to people of all ages, and he had never bought cloth. "I'm going to close the stall. I can just give it to you." What is a piece of red cloth worth?
It was probably used by the old man to keep out the cold wind when he got home.

After Mo Wenshan put down ten small coins, he ordered Zhao Sanyuan to take the cloth and leave.

"Master, are you particular?"

"You are still not convinced that you are mistaken. This piece of red cloth comes from the Shuncheng County Prince's Mansion. Look at the corner to see if you can see the word "inlaid with blue".

Zhao Sanyuan took a closer look and it was indeed there, but it was too small and secretive, so he couldn't find it unless he looked for it.

"You kid can cut it up later. Although it's not a great thing, you'll definitely make a lot of money for ten small bucks."

During that period in the early years of the Republic of China, many of the relatives and elders of the previous dynasty could not even afford to eat. It was not that the family did not have enough money, but that when the weather changed, too many people fished in troubled waters and plundered. It is said to be a piece of red silk, and there are countless precious antiques on the market.

The master is the master, and it is really unexpected that he can make mistakes.

By chance, all the red cloth was used up, so the stock was replenished.

Following the flow of people, the three masters and apprentices looked left and right. There were really ruthless people, such as this stall. I am afraid they just came out of some tomb not long ago, and all they bought were things from puddles.

No one cares?
Selling blatantly.

"You two brats, here we come. There are real guys in this family. Please cooperate with me. Let's do this."

It was rare to see Mo Wenshan a little excited. He pretended to rest and walked to the stall.

There are a lot of melon-eaters at this stall, because the gadgets they sell are really eye-catching. The person looking at the stall is an old man, who is explaining the treasures to a customer.

"Do you know the Linglong Pagoda? The one dragged by King Li Tian."

"Quickly pull him down. Isn't the King of Pagoda a myth? It's pure deception. Why, brother, give him a drink and then lend you the tower so you can imitate it?"

"How can I have this ability? This pagoda comes from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and it is matched with a bronze statue of the Heavenly King. But I only have the pagoda in my hand. Don't look at it as it is just copper, but the Celestial Master How can anything in the house be simple?"

"Really? If it's really something from the Tianshi Mansion and it's really interesting, you can make an offer."

"Everyone is asking for good luck during the Chinese New Year. I won't bargain for six yuan."

"The gold-plated one costs six yuan? Not to mention the Tianshi Mansion, even if it's from the Heavenly Court, it's not worth that price!"

"Then how much do you say?"

"Two yuan, no more."

"We're all big men, no one can mess around with us, just two dollars plus fifty pennies."

"Row!"

"You have money and goods, welcome to come again."

Zhao Sanyuan and Lao Kang felt a moment of silence in their hearts.

Good guy, what a two hundred and fifty.

Spending a sky-high price to buy a gilt copper Manjushri Pagoda will not cost you even if you build one yourself and go to a Taoist priest to consecrate it.

An injustice, a pure injustice.

At this time, Mo Wenshan picked up a small object, which looked like a token.

The Kui pattern is engraved on the front, with the three characters "Xingbu Si".

The back is engraved with a cloud pattern and a slightly larger number of words. It is engraved that the Eastern Han Dynasty was ordered to establish six ministries to handle various administrative affairs and could not be used outside the capital.

The sun shines brightly on it.

"Brother, do you like it?"

"Just take a look." Mo Wenshan's expression remained as usual, but he did not put down the token. He insisted on not taking the initiative or refusing.

The boss coughed a few times and said, "Everything depends on fate. Brother, it is fate that you can touch it today. If you want it sincerely, I will give you less."

Mo Wenshan rubbed the surface of the token with his thumb, "What year is it from? It doesn't feel like pure gold."

"That's what it says on it. It's a big man. I tell you the truth, it's definitely not pure gold. Think about it, brother, the officials in the Ministry of Punishment are also officials. Those who make pure gold are too corrupt and easy to get people to report, so they are just pure gold. , but there’s absolutely nothing wrong with the stuff, you can’t buy it and suffer a loss, and you can’t be fooled!”

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. If Mo Wenshan hadn't been experienced enough, he would have been leaning forward and back with joy.

Your family has established three provinces and six ministries?
Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty would kick open the coffin board if he knew you were talking such nonsense.

"How many?"

"Brother, you also know that if it is old, the price will definitely be higher, [-] yuan."

hiss--

Zhao Sanyuan and Lao Kang, who were observing from a distance, took a deep breath.

I have to admire the extraordinary heroic spirit of these stall owners.

He dares to ask for eight hundred oceans with just one mouthful.

I seriously doubt that the boss has ever seen so much money.

Does it have to be of real value, so that it can be placed on a stall and anyone can touch it?
Mo Wenshan sighed, "It's too expensive. I'd better check if the age and material are not so good."

After touching more than ten things, he seemed to pick up an object casually.

Leng Buding looked like a breast shield at first glance, but it was mostly made of wood and some metal. The outer ring was black and the middle was red. You could vaguely see some small words engraved on it, but they were blurred.

"I've never seen something before, what is this?" Mo Wenshan pretended to be confused.

At the same time, Zhao Sanyuan and Lao Kang pretended to be watching the fun and came closer, with smart expressions on their faces, and started to point at the boss before he started to act nonsense.

"It looks like it's a door hanging."

"It's not like, I would say it's an ornament hanging around the neck of an animal."

"Who hangs things on their animals?"

"Some wealthy locals from big families like it. Does Mr. Wang of Taoguantun know? If he has a donkey at home, he hangs something similar."

"That's it! I've gained some knowledge today, but according to what you said, brother, it's not that old, right?"

"Of course, it's impossible for an old product to be so well preserved, at most ten or eight years."

The two brothers had a loud chat, which made the boss feel quite cold.

I can't continue to fool you.

Who knows what this thing is, all the products have been passed down countless times, and the explanations are all based on nonsense, which can deceive an unfair person.

"Well, that's right. It's really for the livestock of wealthy families. No! You can't call them animals! You have to call them pets!"

Mo Wenshan pondered for a moment, "What a coincidence, I happen to have a stubborn donkey at home. It's Chinese New Year. It would be a good idea to buy something for it to play with. Let's make a price."

Because his standard had been lowered a lot, the boss was too embarrassed to open his mouth. His eyes rolled around and he stretched out his thumb, "Ten dollars!"

As soon as he finished speaking, not only Mo Wenshan, but also the people around him looked at him as if he was mentally retarded.

Ten oceans?

Who would give ten dollars to a donkey?
How about buying a few more donkeys with this money?

"Are you sure it's ten dollars?"

"It really can't be missing."

"Three yuan, give me the money." Mo Wenshan took the object and walked out, disappearing into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! Okay, okay."

Under the confused eyes of everyone, Zhao Sanyuan handed over ten yuan and left with Lao Kang.

No bargaining, just say how much it costs.

The boss scratched the back of his head.

Am I being played?
Is it a baby?

It doesn’t make sense. That piece of crap hasn’t been sold for three to five years, and very few people even asked.
A roasted sweet potato stand on the edge of a flea market.

Mo Wenshan laughed heartily and handed the object to Zhao Sanyuan, feeling very happy.

"Hold it securely. You don't even need to light it up when you go back. You can use it directly."

"What, Master? Is it really worth ten dollars?" Zhao Sanyuan's face was full of questions.

fan.

So fascinated.

"Oh, you boy, keep an eye on it." Mo Wenshan pointed to the few rows of blurry gold characters on it, "This is the troop deployment card of the Liaodong Capital Commander during the Wanli Period of the Ming Dynasty. It is commonly known as the General's Order. Do you think it is worth it? "

(End of this chapter)