Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 504 General's Order

After the four of them had breakfast, they said goodbye to these hospitable uncles and gentlemen, and drove to a hotel near Longmen Grottoes to check in.

There have been night tours of scenic spots in the grottoes recently.

It's perfect for them.

At this time, we should first familiarize ourselves with the surrounding environment. In the afternoon, we can recharge our batteries and then go on a night tour of Longmen in the evening.

"At that time, my father and I came to Luodu once. Almost 20 years passed in the blink of an eye. This place has really changed a lot."

Qian Sheng lay on the car window and looked at the scenery outside the window with endless emotion in his heart.

"I didn't hear you mention it last time we came here."

Wang Qiang asked from the front.

"Didn't we just rush on the road last time? We came here non-stop and left non-stop. We didn't even have a bite to eat. How can we think about the past?"

"That's true! Why did you come here back then? Traveling?"

"Hey, how could I still have such leisure time at that time? If you are in our antique business and don't come to Xijing and Luodu for a visit, then you are doing it in vain.

Didn’t you hear what Uncle Wang said? Back then, he also carried his baggage and walked west along the Yellow River. This is the birthplace of our Chinese civilization, and you can see everything.

When I came here with our old man, I just picked up the missing ones.

I didn’t go anywhere. I got up in the middle of the night for several days in a row just to go to the ghost market in the old city. I remember that my old man bought and exchanged a lot of things in that ghost market, and made a fortune when he came back and resold them in Panjiayuan. .

The most impressive thing is that he took over a brush washer from an official kiln in the Song Dynasty and resold it for a small profit of 5000 yuan. It was from this brush washer that our family's business started. "

"According to this, Luodu is still your family's 'blessed place'. Now that we are here, why don't we also go to the 'ghost market' to see what we can find?"

After listening to Wang Qiang's suggestion, everyone figured it out. It's still dark, so the "ghost market" in the old city hasn't ended yet, so we just took this opportunity to go over and have a hug.

With both Qian Sheng and Lin Yi's insurance, as long as you scan it once, nothing will slip through the net.

What if I run into a "stick" like last time in Xijing?
The car drove into the old city. The pace of life here was obviously different from that in the new area. Many merchants had not yet gotten up to do business, and the streets were very deserted.

The ghost market is located on the market street in the old city. According to the Internet, the market opens at around [-] am every day and lasts until around [-] am to make room for those selling vegetables and breakfast.

They came over just in time to finish.

"It's okay for us to go there at this time, no matter how you put it. The good thing is that the sellers who are not open will not bite the price too hard now, so we can get a better deal.

The disadvantage is that if there is a leak, someone else will definitely pick it up, so we can only try our luck. "

When we arrived at the place, Qian Sheng was in front of us and told us how to visit the ghost market.

"Be normal. Let's just come here to eat, take a walk, and watch the excitement."

Lin Yi ordered from behind.

A group of four people entered the "ghost market". The first few stalls were placed just under the street lamps. Once they took a look at those things, they didn't need to take a second look.

To say it is a modern arts and crafts exhibition is an exaggeration.

The porcelain produced by gas furnaces in Jingdezhen imitates Yuan blue and white, but it has a "glossy" glow and does not have the gentle luster of ancient porcelain.

Wang Qiang was about to check the condition of the things, but Qian Sheng grabbed him, fearing that a sign "for microwave oven use" would be found from the bottom of the bowl.

On the other hand, at some stalls selling used books, many people gathered in a circle, pulling piles of dusty old books.

Speaking of old, it's not that old. Basically, they were weighed back from the libraries of large state-owned factories after they closed down.

Old books in good condition and from big publishing houses have long been bought.

What is left are nothing more than some books of poor quality, incomplete sets, and low readability.

Bai Lu was more interested in those little people's books, squatting on the ground and flipping through a few.Lin Yi and Wang Qiang stood aside and were about to smoke a cigarette, but they found that neither of them had a cigarette.

"Excuse me, can I borrow a light from you?"

Wang Qiang saw that the owner of the old bookstall had a half-open Hongqiqu cigarette case on hand. He must have been a smoker, so he stepped forward and asked.

The bookstall owner was wearing tall glasses and a military coat. He was sitting on a horse, leaning against a lamppost, and concentrating on a book he was holding in his hand.

Hearing Wang Qiang's voice, she turned to look at him. With her other hand, she took out a half-palm-sized piece and stuffed it into the book page to serve as a bookmark. She then took out a lighter and handed it over.

Bai Lu took it and handed it to them.

Just as he lit the cigarette, Qian Sheng came over from the side.

"In stock!"

"Where is it? Where is it?" Wang Qiang looked around.

Qian Sheng immediately lowered his voice:
"Don't yell, the stuff is in the hands of the bookstall owner."

The two of them followed the direction and looked over. The boss was stroking the tablet in his hand, looking at it intently.

"Is that an ancient book?"

"What ancient book is this? Have you ever seen any ancient book with a girdle on the cover? Third child, are you talking about the armor plate in his hand?"

"Brother, you must have good eyesight. If I'm not mistaken, those are the scales of a pangolin."

"Pangolin scales? That's not uncommon. In the past, you could buy these things in pharmacies. Now that pangolins are protected animals, you can still buy these scales."

"Can I not know this? I want you two to see the shape of the nail plate."

Pangolin scales are basically diamond-shaped.

But the piece of armor in the hands of the bookstall owner is somewhat shield-shaped, wide at the top, narrow at the bottom, and thin in the middle. There is a round hole on the top, and some concave writing can be vaguely seen on it.

"Why do you feel that the shape of this thing looks a bit like a waist badge or a token?"

"That's right! This thing has something to do with the things we hang around our necks. The ones we wear around our necks are issued by Boss Cao, and this brand is the 'General's Order' issued by Tuoba clan to 'General Wilderness'!"

"General Order?"

"Yes, in order to distinguish it from the gold-touching talisman in the Touching School District, the Tuoba family simply took the scales of a pangolin as a token, filigreeed them with gold thread, and wrote: Royal permission, no danger of coming or going, eight Character.

Moreover, this piece of armor is only a part of this general's order. It is the shell. After it is baked soft, it is covered with a black donkey's hoof. There are several pills placed in the hollow structure, which are used for detoxification, corpse suppression and suicide. "

"Is there such a coincidence in the world? We were still discussing the 'Wild General' yesterday, and today we bumped into it as soon as we landed?"

"Let's see if it's true or not."

Lin Yi walked up to the bookstall owner with the cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette and handed it over.

"I see you're closing down your stall soon. We want those few little people's books, so we can make them cheaper."

"Middle."

The boss happily put the book on his knees and reached out to take Lin Yi's cigarette.

"What kind of bookmark is this? It's quite unique."

As he spoke, Lin Yi took the nail plate from the boss's hand.

When your fingers touch the surface of the nail plate, you can feel the traces of dents on it. When you look at it under the light, you can see that many of the dents have been made by the bookstall owner, but you can still vaguely make out the word "in and out".

(End of this chapter)