Inherited a magic weapon shop after rebirth

"Boss, do you have a stiff neck? I have studied Chinese medicine, do you want me to rub it for you?" Xiao Huang, a buddy of Chengshangtang, asked with concern when Qi Rong rubbed his neck for the third time.

Qi Rongwei raised his head, not daring to lower his head. He felt that his whole neck was stiff, which seriously hindered his rhythm of drawing symbols. Hearing this, he asked in surprise:

"Have you studied Chinese medicine?"

Xiao Huang was very clever, walked behind Qi Rong with a hum, pressed Qi Rong's shoulder with one hand, and rubbed the acupuncture points on both sides of the cervical spine with a little force.

The sour feeling instantly covers the stiffness of the stiff neck.

Qi Rong's brows stretched out.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

Xiao Huang said with a smile: "Someone in my family is a doctor. I have been studying with her for a while. My mother has a bad cervical spine. I often help her relax like this. Boss, you relax, follow my strength, and don't push hard."

"Okay." Qi Rong closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

"You have a stiff neck." Xiao Huang subconsciously said while touching Qi Rong's stiff muscles.

Qi Rong hummed lightly, and explained: "It may be the reason why I have been lowering my head to make weapons recently."

He didn't connect the stiff neck with last night's dream.

"Boss, this is considered an occupational disease, pay attention to maintenance. If you feel uncomfortable in the future, just call me, and I will massage you." Xiao Huang said worriedly.

Qi Rong nodded.

A bell rang at the door, and a familiar voice came in: "Hey, Master Qi really enjoys it."

Qi Rong opened his eyes and said with a smile: "It's Director Dou, why come here when you have time?"

"Hey, please ask for something." Director Dou walked around the store a few times in amazement, walked to the counter, winked and said:

"Master Qi, do you have any magical artifacts that can help your studies?"

Qi Rong handed him a cup of tea, and as soon as Xiao Huang saw that the boss knew him, he quickly brought him a stool.

"The most commonly used magic weapon that is beneficial to studies is Wenchang Pagoda, also known as Wenfeng Pagoda and Wenbi Pagoda. It is mainly used for reading fame and career, and has a very good Wenwen effect."

Qi Rong took out a brocade box from the counter, and showed Director Dou a nine-story Wenchang Pagoda inside.

"Director Dou hired for your daughter?"

Director Dou nodded and said distressedly: "My daughter is about to take the college entrance examination. My father is away all year round. I'm sorry for her. The crew is fine now. I think you are so good. Maybe there is some way to improve her grades. , come and try."

Qi Rong asked Dou Dao's daughter's date of birth and the layout of the home, and after doing the calculations, wrote down the detailed rules on a piece of paper and handed them to him.

"By the way, I still have a meditation talisman here, which makes people calm down and concentrate after wearing it. Would Director Dou want one?" Qi Rong asked.

"One, no, two." Director Dou happily paid.

"One hundred thousand Wenchang Pagodas, one thousand meditation talismans, which can be used for one year."

Dao Dou happily swiped his card to pay, perhaps because he relieved the burden from his heart, he seemed much more relaxed.

After chatting for a few more words, he left.

After that, several waves of customers came and asked about the price.

Qi Rong relaxes.

A few days ago, he scoured a piece of century-old thunderbolt mahogany, and today he planned to make some mahogany swords, but the stiff neck was not healed, it was really inconvenient, and he was afraid of wasting good materials, so he had to give up.

"I'm going out for a walk, call me if you need something, Doctor Xiao Huang." Qi Rong joked with Xiao Huang.

Xiao Huang was slightly embarrassed by his teasing, and waved his hands again and again: "I can't do it, boss, where are you going?"

"I'll go to the Antique Street next door to find some ancient copper coins." Qi Rong narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking in a good mood.

Xiao Huang knew what his little boss was capable of, and suddenly said, "You are going to pick up the leak."

Qi Rong smiled and didn't speak, said "Let's go", took the Five Emperors money bracelet with his serial number, and Shi Shiran walked out of Chengshangtang.

Xiao Huang looked at Qi Rong's back in the store, with a hint of envy on his face. After staying in the store for a while, he also saw what the boss is capable of.

Sure enough, there should be a skill in hand.

He sighed, seeing that there were no guests, he took out a Plum Blossom Book of Numbers and flipped through it.

……

Since ancient times, magic tools and antiques have not been separated. Many magic tools have been handed down for many years, and today they are antiques.

Similarly, many ancient things have the effect of magic instruments after years of baptism, such as the five emperors' coins.

Therefore, the shops in Antique Street and Fengshui Street like to go to each other's sites to pick up leaks. Maybe your place is worthless, and mine is a rare treasure.

Qi Rong is not short of money, but he lacks magic tools and materials for making magic tools, especially some old things.

So he has a new hobby recently—going to the Antique Street to shop for treasures.

So far, he has scoured a number of ancient coins from Antique Street, including a piece of mahogany struck by a century-old lightning, which can be regarded as a good harvest.

Rubbing his neck all the way into the antique street next door.

Compared with Fengshui Street, which has a smaller audience, Antique Street is much more popular. As soon as he arrived at the intersection, someone pulled Qi Rong to introduce him to business.

There are a number of small stalls along the street, such as Warring States knife coins, Qianlong Tongbao, Qing Dynasty snuff bottles, Tang Sancai, etc., of all kinds.

The stall owners are all boasting that there is nothing in the world, and there are nine out of ten fakes, and they only deceive newcomers and those who are eager to get rich overnight.

Qi Rong was wearing a string of five emperor's money bracelets, and his face was tender. As soon as he came in, he was treated as a newcomer who didn't understand and was easy to deceive, and was dragged to a booth.

"Third brother, I'm here to solicit business for you." The broker said to the stall owner with a smile, and made a secret wink, you deceitful brat.

The stall owner glanced at him, came up to him with a smile, and asked kindly: "Look, little brother, just tell me if you like it."

Then he noticed the five emperors' money bracelet on Qi Rong's wrist, and clapped his hands: "Hey, the five emperors' money is really good, are you playing with ancient coins?"

Brokers couldn't tell it was genuine, but the stall owner's eyes were very poisonous.

Qi Rong squatted down and was holding an inkstone to look at it. He raised his hand when he heard the words, and replied casually: "No, I bought it from the neighbor. The owner said it can attract wealth and treasure. No, come here to try it. Are you sure?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes in his heart, and if it was really useful, he went to invite a statue of the God of Wealth back, muttering like this, he said without changing his face: "Then you have come to the right place, if you want to make a fortune, our Antique Street is the most suitable Now, just pick a leak, and double it ten times and a hundred times in one shot."

"Why didn't I think of it, which store did you buy it from? I'll go and buy a bunch later. I'll get your credit, so I can make money back."

Qi Rong put down the inkstone, looked at the small stalls, and said, "The one in the innermost of Fengshui Street."

The stall owner pushed him a blue and white plate at the right time: "Oh, that one, I still know their boss, he is a real talent. You see, this is a serious official Xuande blue and white..."

Qi Rong looked at the eloquent stall owner, and felt amused in his heart, why didn't he know that he knew this one, bragging about not making drafts, and this Xuande blue and white, returned to the official kiln?

A few years ago, a Ming Xuande blue-and-white five-claw cloud dragon pattern pot sold for a high price of [-] million yuan. If it was true, how could it be placed here.

Qi Rong lowered his head and picked up a string of sandalwood Buddha strings. The stall owner probably wanted to attract some individual customers, so he placed a lot of strings of Buddha beads as souvenirs for sale. There was a small sign next to it saying "Authentic Sandalwood Bracelets".