World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 238 Ascension Pit

Xia Xi was surprised: "What did you say?!"

I lit a cigarette, took two deep breaths, and then pinched the cigarette butt.

"You are Lao Pheasant's most effective deputy now. There are two ways to trample him to death. One is what you are doing now, the fish dies and the net breaks. The other is the fish dies and the net does not break. Let him have an accident and you come to the top. "

"The advantage of the latter method is that you not only kill the old pheasant, but also won't become the enemy of the old manager and the lunatic, leaving room for further maneuvers."

Xia Xi frowned and asked, "And then?"

I replied: "Follow the gourd painting, kill the old pheasant's big brother lunatic, and become the tyrant in East China under the old manager's command."

Xia Xi's eyes widened: "Then...kill the old manager?!"

I replied coldly: "Yes!"

With a jerk, Xia Xi stood up from her seat, the muscles on her face twitched, and her eyebrows raised slightly.

obviously.

It never occurred to him.

There's a little blood coming to my head now.

After standing there for a while, Xia Xi sat down again and started to smoke out cigarettes, but the lighter didn't even light up a few times.

I lit a fire for him and asked, "Are you scared?"

Xia Xi turned her head and glanced at me, swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I'm afraid of a hammer!"

"But what you think, my buddy never thought about it. It had a huge impact on me all of a sudden."

"Brother, for such a big event, we have to formulate several detailed five-year plans to realize it?"

I replied: "No, if everything goes well, a few months will be enough."

Xia Xi: "..."

I didn't say anything either.

Need to let him slow down.

It was very quiet in the living room.

Only smoke curled up.

After half an hour.

Xia Xi said: "Su Zi, Lao Xiao has told me all about your glorious deeds in Jinling."

"It's not that I don't believe you, but in a few months, the difficulty of doing this is almost as high as heaven."

"Let's be honest, my buddy has been restrained by the old pheasant all these years, and I feel aggrieved. I have indeed secretly accumulated my own strength, but it is absolutely impossible to win against him, otherwise, I would not take the risk of using the lunatic. Women. Not to mention dealing with the people above the old pheasant."

I asked, "Do you know why Cao Cao slept with his eyes open?"

Xia Xi was stunned for a moment, and replied, "He's afraid of being killed!"

I said: "Liu Bei and Sun Quan all want to drink blood and eat flesh against Cao Cao. They all hold good generals and heavy soldiers, but they can't take Cao Cao's head. But an unknown soldier next to Cao Cao can take him while he is sleeping soundly." Life. Cao Cao was suspicious, he slept with his eyes open in order to guard against plotting."

"This incident tells us that killing others has nothing to do with strength."

"If you are an opponent, even if you have thousands of soldiers and horses, he can resist with equal strength, and you will be helpless. If you are a confidant, a pencil knife is enough to cut his throat to blood."

When Xia Xi heard this, she slapped herself on the head as if suddenly enlightened: "This is so reasonable! I used to learn some history, and the beauty of optics is gone... Then what, what do you have?" Think about it, let’s talk about it in detail.”

I said, "I'll talk about the details later."

"Last time I heard you say that Lao Pheasant is going to use this dark ship accident as an excuse to deal with Miscellaneous Hades and completely annex Hongbao Handicraft Factory?"

Xia Xi nodded: "Yes! Old Pheasant has bought back the official hat of the Tang Dynasty from the dark ship, and asked me to take the lead in the 'Flying Stakes'... But to be honest, I don't like Yan Wang who has a strong character. The old Jianghu respected him in his heart, but he couldn't bear it, so he didn't move."

I suddenly felt a little cold in my heart.

The old pheasant really hits a snake and hits seven inches.

The so-called Feisheng pile is a life-and-death game for fame in the old antique Jianghu counterfeiting industry.

Since the first day of the appearance of antiques, fakes and genuine products, like twins, have always been hand in hand.

Take porcelain as an example. Since ancient times, a famous kiln in the Porcelain City has produced a beautiful piece of real porcelain. If it becomes popular and leads the fashion, there will be a lot of counterfeit kilns related to Porcelain City.

Don't underestimate the imitators of these fakes. Sometimes, they are more precious and valuable than the real craftsmen.

It is possible for a genuine master to have no inspiration in his life after completing a piece of work, and it is impossible to create the same wonderful treasure again.After all, it is difficult for people to copy themselves.

However, master counterfeiters hardly have this problem, and can make countless imitations.

A top counterfeiter master, like a cornucopia, is often snapped up by the world's gold masters.

What is the top?

Whoever is famous is the top!
Therefore, Feisheng pile came into being.

An unnamed master of counterfeit goods from other places came to a certain place with his own works, first handed over Jianghu stickers, and politely invited famous local counterfeiters and gold masters engaged in counterfeit sales to appreciate his works together. work.

It is said to be appreciation, but it is actually a serious mockery and provocation to the skills of local counterfeit masters.

Potential lines are.

No one in your local area has the ability to see that my work is a fake.

I can beat all your local fake masters.

Where can I appreciate it?
Wilderness!

Masters of counterfeit goods from other places will dig a deep pit of more than ten meters in advance, ask their companions to hang themselves down with a rope, untie the rope, sit at the bottom of the pit, and stick a stick of incense in front of them.

The companions will sprinkle slippery vegetable oil around the pit.

After the local counterfeiters came, they identified their works.

The sponsor acts as an intermediary and witnesses on the spot.

The time is limited to one stick of incense.

If someone from the local forgery master points out the flaws in the work, he will provide ironclad evidence that can identify it as a fake.

That's the end of it.

The counterfeit masters from other places who came to provoke cannot go out of the pit, and must persist at the bottom of the pit for nine days without eating or drinking.

Nine days are up.

The local counterfeiter will ask someone to sprinkle rapeseed oil around the pit again.

If you didn't starve to death or die of thirst, and have the ability to crawl out, it's your fate.

If you don't have the ability to come out, you will die at the bottom of the pit.

If the local counterfeiters have no way to identify the works brought by others during the time of a stick of incense, they must be pulled out of the bottom of the pit immediately, and collectively pay three buckles and nine bows to the foreign counterfeiters.

Fame is out!

Gold owners flock to it!

Either fame soars, or dies in the pit.

This is called the flying pit.

Some naive counterfeit masters, in order to gain prosperity and wealth for a lifetime, worship and set up flying pits everywhere.

Of course, most of them are dead.

Without eating or drinking for nine days, almost no one could survive.

This kind of life-and-death game, very few people will play unless they have considerable strength and can't wait to get ahead.

But I believe that Yan Wang can become the number one Miscellaneous Hades in East China, and he must have played a lot of flying pits when he was young.

When the Mian'an Emperor's Hat was made, Yan Wang once crossed the sea to the god who supported him. If anyone can recognize it as a fake, he is willing to come and see him.

This is a kind of supreme self-confidence.

Now, Lao Pheasant uses the excuse of Mian'an Emperor Hat's accident in the dark boat to ask Yan Wang to take the initiative to set up a flying pit.

Outrageous and vicious!
The arrogance and unreasonableness lies in the fact that the emperor's hat was not authenticated in the dark boat at that time, it was just ruined, but the old pheasant bit and said that it was identified as a fake.The main reason is that, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, no one will talk about what happened on the dark boat, and Yan Wang has no way to prove it.

The viciousness lies in the fact that Yan Wang himself once boasted to the gods that no one could recognize it as a fake.But the old pheasant seized on this point, thinking that you provoked the world's counterfeiters, but now it is in line with the rules of the world to ask you to take the initiative to set up a flying hole.

If you dare not take it, the wisdom of Yan Wang I will be ruined in one fell swoop.

If he did, he might die in the pit.

I frowned and asked, "Yan Wang picked it up?!"

(End of this chapter)