Starting with Jin Yong's martial arts

Yunhua Street gradually became lively, and the shops around were also opened. Looking out from the Yunhua Pavilion where Lin Heng was, it was really a bustling scene.

After seeing off another guest, Lin Heng took a rocking chair and sat outside the hall. Not long after, a young man came over with a small table and tea, and placed it in front of Lin Heng.

"Boss, drink slowly, I'm off to work." The young man said something and went back to the shop.This young man was hired by Lin Heng, and he was away on leave two days ago, which kept Lin Heng busy. Otherwise, he would have been here leisurely watching the crowd, just like now.

Drinking tea and reading a book is really a great enjoyment in life!

"Xiao Lin, you really know how to enjoy it..." When Lin Heng was sitting, a group of old men came over, and one of the old men unceremoniously picked up the tea bowl used by Lin Heng, and drank the tea in it in one gulp .He pursed his lips and said, "You said our tea is the same, why is your tea so delicious?"

Lin Heng smiled without saying a word, and those old men greeted Lin Heng familiarly, then walked to the side of the big tree, opened the horse tie, took the stone pier as the table, put it on the chessboard and started killing.Next to Lin Heng, the old man who spoke first sat there. He directly held Lin Heng's teapot and drank it in sips, with a look of great excitement on his face.

Lin Heng smiled wryly, and said, "Uncle Wu, you don't have to do this all the time. The tea here is all from you. You drink it all for me now. What do you want me to do?"

"You kid don't cry poor here, you think I don't know, there are a lot of good tea hidden in the courtyard to the east of you." The old man gave Lin Heng a white look.As soon as the teapot was put down, he picked up the folding fan on the table and opened the light fan. His appearance at this time really had such an old-fashioned temperament. "Boy, where did you promise me last time?" Old man Wu looked around and listened to all directions. He looked serious, but his tone of voice was very... shrinking.

Lin Heng shook his head and said, "Uncle Wu, you want that too? You are old. Watch out for that..."

"Don't worry about it, kid, take it out for me quickly." Old man Wu would not give up until he achieved his goal, which made Lin Heng very speechless.He reached into his arms, and lightly took out a thin book.Old man Wu took a look.It snatched it with a whoosh.That movement was really fast.

Flipping through the book, old man Wu looked confused.His mouth was even more babbling, and he muttered: "It really is a good thing. It is worthy of being the masterpiece of the wisdom of the ancients. It is really rare. Boy, I really don't know where you got this good thing..."

Hearing this, Lin Heng rolled his eyes at him, sweating all over his head, this book is a good thing!

This is a chakra guide, but it is ancient and made by a famous literati. It is said that the literati likes to collect books, among which there are no less than a thousand volumes of this kind of books. After sorting out the thousand volumes of books, he wrote this The volume of the book is not thick, there are 36 styles in it, and it is used on the bed.

A few days ago, a few shrunken old men said this, and Lin Heng interjected, saying that he owns this book. This is a good time, and old man Wu immediately remembered it. In order to read this book, he even hid it himself All the top quality tea leaves from the past ten years were given to Lin Heng.

Of course, Lin Heng also knew the value of this book.That literati is very famous in history. He has a large collection of books, but there are not many books of his own, and even fewer are handed down. Every book is a priceless treasure, and the most famous one is this volume of 36 styles. .You know, it's hard not to be famous for this thing.Unfortunately, this book has always been a legend. Even if I saw it occasionally, it was only a few pages. As for where the real copy is, no one knows.

This book is very useful for the study of that literati. As a scholar, old man Wu naturally hopes to get it.

On the street with people coming and going, a bright car drove over. Lin Heng was delighted to see this car.He leaned against old man Wu and said, "Uncle Wu, your old son is here."

Hearing this, Uncle Wu immediately put away his lecherous expression, and put on a serious face.He raised his head, looked at the approaching vehicle, and sat upright.

Soon, the car stopped at the door of the shop, and a strong man with a big belly came down from behind. Seeing that he was wearing a suit, even those who didn't understand the goods knew that it must be extraordinary, and the jewelry on his wrist and neck were even more impressive. It is shining with golden light, and on the thumbs of the two hands, there is also a jade wrench in one hand, giving the whole person the image of a nouveau riche.

Seeing his son dressed up like this, old man Wu was really angry.You say that he is a university history professor who studies and studies ancient times. How did he teach such a son?

"Boy, didn't you just say, don't come to me? What are you doing here?" Old man Wu definitely has no good looks towards this son.There's no way, this son doesn't look like him at all, most importantly, no one can bear his appearance, even his father.

The son of the Wu family chuckled, ran up to the old man, and said, "Old man, see what you keep saying. I'm not here to look for you, I'm here to look for Brother Lin." As he spoke, he Looking at Lin Heng, "Brother Lin, what you promised me, bring it to me quickly."

Hearing this, Lin Heng rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "I really owe you father and son." Having said that, he still took out a bunch of strings from his arms and threw them to the son of the Wu family.

This bracelet was carved by Lin Heng, using the red sandalwood sent by the son of the Wu family. The eighteen beads are carved with eighteen arhats, and the technique used is extraordinary.It was precisely because the son of the Wu family knew that Lin Heng had such a skill that he took the red sandalwood and asked Lin Heng to carve such a bracelet for his mother who was about to celebrate her [-]th birthday.

When the old man saw it, he snatched the bracelet, and while looking at it, he clicked his tongue and said: "Boy Lin, your skills are really good. With this skill, even the master masters in the temple can't match it."

Lin Heng shook his head and said: "Although the technology is good, the material is not good, and it still can't exert its full strength."

As soon as he said this, the father and son of the Wu family immediately rolled their eyes. This is not a good material, but this is red sandalwood.You stinky boy, you have to be jealous!How did they know that Lin Heng was telling the truth.In the eyes of ordinary people, this red sandalwood is a precious tree, a high-quality material, but in the eyes of Lin Heng, it is far from good.With his strength, if he wants to use this carving ability, there is really no material in this world that can bear it.

A few people were chatting, and before they knew it, it was noon, and the son of the Wu family also left, while Mr. Wu went to eat with a group of old men and beat the farts, and Lin Heng also returned to the shop.

He doesn't need to eat, but he doesn't want to be special, so he eats three meals a day and doesn't eat a single meal.No, as soon as Lin Heng went in and asked the guy to eat, the guy Niu Duzi came with the food.

"Old ghost, here, my mother specially spent the whole morning stewing it, it's a great tonic."

Lin Heng took it with a smile and found a turtle inside. He said, "What? Your two turtles have finally been stewed by your aunt."

"I can't help it. Those two guys are too difficult to raise. They died this morning. If you don't stew them, they still have long hair." Niu Duzi explained, saying: "Old ghost, this afternoon I am There is a good job, do you want to go and see it with me?"

Lin Heng nodded and said: "Yes. I'm fine this afternoon. However, you kid has never had much luck. When you go, you just pick up corners and corners. What? This time, which kind guy introduced it to you ah?"

Niu Duzi chuckled and said, "This time, where do you think you can't think of?"

Hearing this, Lin Heng raised his head and looked at him amusedly, but he was slightly taken aback by this look, and said: "Good boy, something good happened to you..."

"That's right. Although your Niu family's luck is not very good, there is always a time to erupt, and now is the time to erupt." Niu Xiaozi said proudly.

Niu Duzi is a seller of antiques, no, it should be said to be modern art.He is the kind of street vendor in the antique street. Most of the spies are modern goods. Occasionally, there are one or two real ones, which is enough to make him smug and frightening.

By Lin Heng's side, Niu Duzi's luck can't be hidden from him. This kid has always been unlucky and doesn't have much fortune. If he wasn't with Lin Heng, he wouldn't even have ordinary fortune.Lin Heng taught him how to deal with antiques.Because this thing is enough for you to eat once you open it, and once in a while, it is enough for you to stinky fart for a while.

This is the case with Niu Duzi. Although he has never been able to make a lot of money, it is not a problem to make a few thousand yuan a month. If there are too many, tens of thousands will do.

This time, the reason why Niu Duzi is ugly is because the villa area in the south will be expanded, and the houses behind will be demolished. Although the houses there are not old, they are not short-lived, so there may be some good things there.And, it's big there!Niu Duzi doesn't ask for anything else, as long as there are some from the Republic of China, that's enough.

Lin Heng quickly ate lunch, and when the guy came back, he handed over the affairs of the store to him, and went south with Niu Duzi.

In the morning, Brother Ma only came, but he didn't expect that the calf would also come in the afternoon.These two are in the same place, fate!Thinking about it, Lin Heng looked at Niu Duzi again. This guy's luck was even better, and it seemed that he was indeed influenced by him. (to be continued..)