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"Eat something first, I'll send a message to the important people I know."

Holding those artifacts in one hand, Zhang Laojiu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and led Chen Yao all the way around the old city.

It took half an hour to go.

We finally arrived at an old alley.

Looking at those buildings, they are all old houses that have passed the years.

To say the least, it was also after the Republic of China.

To be able to get such a small building with a courtyard in Luoyang, it is impossible to have some skills.

"I live alone here, and I usually don't bother to clean it, little brother, please take care of me."

As soon as you enter.

As far as the eye can see, there are cigarette butts and wine bottles all over the floor.

Slippers and socks are also flying around.

Zhang Laojiu frowned slightly, and hurriedly tidied up. While talking, he patted the sofa, signaling Chen Yao to sit down casually.

Just push a little harder.

Countless dust flew up on the sofa.

In the beams of light coming in from outside, it was as if a layer of fine sand had floated in the air.

see this scene.

Zhang Laojiu couldn't help but froze for a while.

The awkward atmosphere in the air permeated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ahem, little brother, why don't you go around first, and I'll make you tea."

Zhang Laojiu blushed, coughed a few times, tried to cover it up, and then carried a pile of dirty clothes into the bathroom.

Chen Yao was amused for a while.

But being in Dao Dou Xing, one has to adapt to any kind of harsh environment.

Don't say it's just dirty and messy, if you are really sleepy, you can sleep in that kind of mass grave.

Throw the backpack on the couch.

Chen Yao looked around.

This small building has three floors up and down, and a wooden staircase leads to the second floor.

There is a huge Bogu shelf opposite the door of the hall, which just serves as a screen to separate a space.

There are tables and chairs behind it.

There is a tea set.

It appears to be a tea room used by Zhang Laojiu to entertain guests.

But just casually glanced at it, Chen Yao withdrew his gaze, and then landed on the ancient shelf.

What surprised him was that Zhang Laojiu, a man who seemed to be arrogant and fierce, had books instead of cigarettes and alcohol on the shelf.

Densely packed.

All books.

Go to Bogu shelf.

Chen Yao randomly took out a book.

"Falling Beads"

Looking at those words, he was a little confused, but after reading a few pages, he realized that it was a book about ancient bead strings.

Including stone beads, jadeite, glass, Shangyu, Hetian, turquoise, old beeswax, bodhi seeds and agate dzi.

There are nearly a hundred styles at least.

The past dynasties are all-encompassing. ..

Even Chen Yao, who looked at it casually for a while, was a little immersed in it.

Looking at the wear marks on the pages and the degree of yellowing, one can tell that Zhang Laojiu is definitely not arty, and he made some books to embellish the culture.

Except for the collection of falling beads in his hand, almost every book on the bookshelf was about to be torn apart.

There are also special notes in many places.

The key points are circled with a marker pen.

It is conceivable that Zhang Laojiu put his heart into it.

No wonder he saw the extraordinaryness of his copper lamp at a glance earlier.

"Bro……"

When he picked up a feng shui book on the technique of phase and earth to read, at some point, Zhang Laojiu walked behind him with a pot of tea.

"They are all boring things to pass the time, which made my brother laugh."

Seeing that he was still holding the book in his hand, Zhang Laojiu grinned.

"Not to mention anything else, if you can calm down and read, that's what Brother Zhang is."

Putting the book back on the shelf, Chen Yao stretched out his thumb and praised.

"Ham, don't talk about this, little brother, come, taste our hair tip."

Zhang Laojiu led him around the bogu rack and walked into the tea room.

Quickly made two cups of tea.

Seeing that his movements are fast and steady, and he has a lot of taste, he probably has also learned the tea ceremony.

For a while, Chen Yao's interest in this fierce man who dared to sell weapons on the street became more and more intense, and his perception status also rose a lot.

"People in Luoyang like to be particular about drinking scented tea in spring, Maojian in midsummer, oolong tea in autumn, and black tea after winter."

Zhang Laojiu casually introduced.

Chen Yao picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Fragrant fragrance, articulate fragrance.

Even a vulgar person like him who doesn't know much about tea can't help but shine in his eyes.

After drinking tea, the two of them did not delay and had a brief chat.

After some conversation, Chen Yao realized that what Zhang Laojiu had really done before was to fight for a living.

In the land of Luoyang, tomb robbery is more prevalent than in Qinling. In the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, an old grave can be dug with a shovel.

Since ancient times, there have been countless people doing local goods business.

The famous Luoyang shovel was invented by a man named Li Yazi in Luoyang during the Republic of China.

However, Zhang Laojiu was quite intelligent, and he knew that Daodou was tying his head to his trouser belt, and one day he might have to leave his life underground.

So after accumulating some belongings, he set up a shop specializing in antiques.

However, in recent years, the business has grown, and the shop has been handed over to his subordinates to take care of it. Instead, he is free and goes to wash the sand and dig the soil from time to time.

The artifacts that were previously sold in the old city were dug up in a remote mountain in the suburbs half a month ago.

Hundreds of thousands are just a small business to him.

I didn't even think about making money at first, I just thought that whoever has the discerning eye would make a move.

How do you know.

After sitting for a long time, the buyer didn't wait to come, but ran into Chen Yao instead.

That's how this story came about.

Rao even Chen Yao couldn't laugh or cry after listening to it.

Fortunately, he still thought of several possibilities.

The ghost knows that Zhang Laojiu is in a panic when he is idle, instead of blowing on the air conditioner at home, he went fishing in the sun instead.

but.

That is, a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

Otherwise, I'm afraid he's still wandering around that antique street right now.

"By the way, haven't you asked my brother's name yet?"

Putting down the teacup, Zhang Laojiu suddenly asked curiously.

Chen Yao didn't respond, but just dipped his hand in some water, wrote a word on the coffee table, and then wiped it off with his hand.

"Then I'll call you Brother Chen."

Zhang Laojiu didn't mind either. Few people in this line of work would use their real names.

"I'm here to send a message. The table should be set up tonight."

talking room.

He took out his mobile phone, did not avoid Chen Yao, and quickly typed a line.

The moment it is sent out.

Chen Yao glanced out of the corner of his eye, and a line of words quickly came into view.

"Shanshan Guild Hall, nine o'clock tonight, Longjibei, come quickly!"

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Chapter 69

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Chen Yao got into Zhang Laojiu's car.

Go to Shanshan Guild Hall.

During the day, Zhang Laojiu called in advance to reserve the first floor, and then dispatched a group of guys from the shop to arrange it in advance.

"Brother Zhang, what is the name of the Shanshan Guild Hall?"

"In our industry, the Shanshan Guild Hall is an old place where lamas are held and dishes are collected. The rules have been set since the late Qing Dynasty."

While driving, Zhang Laojiu responded.

Hearing what he said, Chen Yao knew.

In the Ming and Qing dynasties, Shanxi merchants, Huizhou merchants, and Chaozhou merchants were known as the three major merchant groups in the world. Although Qin merchants were slightly inferior, their scale and influence were extremely large.

There are a lot of trade exchanges between the two places.

In order to exchange business information and protect the interests of fellow villagers, the Shanshan Guild Hall was established.

At first, only one was built in Nanyang Sheqi.

However, with the growing influence of the business gangs in the two places, nine branch libraries have been built one after another.

They are Shangqiu, Luoyang, Tanghe, Dengzhou, Xiangyang, Tai'an, Dingxi and Liaocheng.

The Shanshan Guild Hall in Luoyang was built in the Kangxi and Yongzheng years, with a history of more than 300 years.

Although it is a branch library, it is also magnificent.

After the late Qing Dynasty, Shanxi merchants and Qin merchants were gradually desolate and unable to maintain, and the Shanshan Guild Hall gradually became used for other purposes.

Here in Luoyang, the wind of pouring buckets to wash the sand and digging holes for gold is extremely prevalent.

At that time, when there were troubled times, the Shanshan Guild Hall became a place for trading artifacts, which is commonly known as the black market for antiques.

It's just that in recent years, the inverted fight has long since gone underground.

Few people dared to be as arrogant as before.