This newly opened shop is located inside Lingxing Gate.
As soon as I saw the location, I knew it was not a store that ordinary people could build.
Lingxing Gate belongs to the main palace gate among the three gates and six pillars, and is also called the Nine-Five Supreme Gate.
"Nine" is the extreme number in Yang numbers, "five" is in the middle of Yang numbers, and "Nine Five" means the extreme Yang is in the middle.
In ancient times, only the emperor was eligible to enter through the main entrance, while other civil servants and generals could only go through the side entrances on both sides.
To be able to set up a store here, the owner must be a very well-connected person, and his relationship with the local government is probably only deep.
Sure enough, half a street away, you could see crowds of people outside the store.
There were many people watching, but no one dared to step forward to find out.
I squeezed in front of the door and took a look.
I saw four Hongqi cars lined up in the squares on both sides of the door.
In those days, when a young girl was getting married, she could wake up laughing from her dreams when she saw a Phoenix bicycle, let alone a car.
Ordinary people's homes were not allowed to be equipped at all.
No wonder no one onlookers dared to easily come forward and join in the fun.
The shop occupies an ancient house with three entrances and three exits.
On the lintel hangs the three powerful characters "Yiyuan Zhai", and there is an incomprehensible seal embellishment among them.
I think it may be the seal of the person who wrote the inscription. .
The doorman thinks this is an antique store, I want to go in and have a look.
He turned around to greet Zhao Toad, but he didn't expect that this damn boy had already disappeared.
I originally thought that he might have seen the car and ran away because he was afraid of meeting people from the government.
For a speculator like him who buys and sells, it is human nature to be afraid.
But later I found out that this damn boy understood the mystery in the seal and ran away without me.
As soon as I stepped into the hall, a thin bamboo pole who looked like a secretary came over.
He glanced at me without moving his eyes.
He handed over a thin piece of rice paper and said, "Sir, please leave your name."
I was a little confused.
I had never heard of people having to leave a note when visiting a store, but since there were rules in the store, I, an uninvited guest, couldn't say much, so I had to write down my name with a pen.
Zhuganzi looked at my handwriting for a long time, then walked to the door of the hall and said to the people outside: "Today's quota is full.
If you are interested, please come early tomorrow."
After speaking, he pushed the wooden door open and opened the door from the inside.
After bolting it, he turned to me and said expressionlessly: "Mr.
Hu, please come from the inner hall."
The bamboo pole led me to turn left and right, and there was no sound at all under my feet.
Several times, I felt like he was flying close to the ground.
When he arrived at the inner hall he was talking about, he saw that there were already about ten middle-aged men sitting inside.
Several of them could tell from just talking that they were craftsmen who had been traveling in the world all year round.
I had only taken half a step in when they all looked over.
As I walked inside, I smiled at everyone.
Seeing that I was just an insignificant boy, they didn't take it seriously and turned their heads away.
Seeing that no one wanted to talk to me, I chose a corner where no one was paying attention and sat down.
Zhuganzi was a very competent secretary.
He poured water for tea for everyone present.
Finally, he slowly took out a simple wooden box from behind the screen and said, "Everyone, please take a look."
It's too late, but it's soon.
The moment he opened the wooden box, all the lights in the room went out.
Before I could blink, several people had already stood up.
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I saw a bull's-eye-sized amber lying in the wooden box, shining brightly in the darkness.
I thought it was boring, and after working on it for a long time, I only came up with this cat's eye to fool everyone.
It seems that the shop owner is just a charlatan in name only.
The guests in the hall seemed to have the same feeling as me, with somewhat disdainful looks in their eyes.
There was a bearded man closest to me.
He had a dark square face and slapped his palm on the sandalwood table: "What does this old ghost named Sang mean?
How dare you fool me with this kind of inferior product?"
I was closest to him and sitting in front of the same table, so I kindly advised him: "Uncle, why do you need to be angry?
In business, one has to buy and sell, and there is no need to break the friendship over such a trivial matter."
It turned out to be.
I tried to persuade him with good intentions, but I didn't expect that the bearded man was not big and had a bad temper.
He pointed at me and cursed: "What kind of guy are you, you dare to challenge grandpa?"
When I saw the arrogance of Nan Ba Tian, I was furious.
Millions of serfs have become masters.
You still want to pretend to be three mountains to oppress me, so you immediately rolled up your sleeves and expressed your position. : "We insist on peace and oppose war.
However, if imperialism must launch a war, we will not be afraid.
Our attitude towards this issue is the same as towards all chaos.
Article 1: Opposition; Article 2 , not afraid.”
Before I could finish speaking, the bearded man swung his iron palm towards me.
Relying on my youth and strength, I was ready to receive his slap and dampen his energy.
Unexpectedly, there was a hidden weapon between this man's palms.
I saw a whole row of fine needles coming towards my face, and I really didn't dare to take them.
I stretched my waist and wanted to seize the opportunity to knock the bearded bastard into the sky.
Unexpectedly, he moved faster than me, and another row of fine needles came out from his waist with his left hand. , I couldn't hold myself back, and I was about to throw myself into a trap and get pockmarks all over my face.
Unexpectedly, I, Hu Bayi, who has been a wise man all his life, would fall into the hands of a guy who has never even read "Selected Works of Mao Zedong" today.
If I had known this, I might as well have been cautious and followed Shirey Yang to the United States.
Didn’t Chairman Mao always tell us that most successful Chinese are people who dare to take risks, who are afraid of wolves and tigers, and only look for simple jobs?
When can we rush out?
Why haven’t I listened to Chairman Mao’s teachings so early?
Just when I vowed to have a correct attitude and work as a guard for Shiry in the next life, I suddenly felt dizzy, and my back felt like I had been beaten with a fire stick.
When he came to his senses, the bearded man had fallen to the side and lost consciousness.
Before I could figure out what was going on, the bamboo pole had already been moved to the edge of the screen.
There was sweat on his forehead, and he bowed his waist and said very respectfully: "I have alarmed you, old man."
Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on the screen.
An elegant silver-haired old man walked out from behind the screen with the support of a bamboo pole, his neck raised high, not caring about those present
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