Imperial Treasure Celestial Master

The bright moonlight exudes soft light, and there are only a few stars twinkling in the night sky. In the quiet night, on the second floor of Li Ruoxi's villa, the crystal-clear crystal lamp illuminates the entire bedroom like daytime. Li Ruoxi is wearing snow-white pajamas, peacefully. Sitting quietly on the head of the bed, flipping through a thick stack of documents.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

The pleasant ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted her mood of reading the materials.

After grabbing the phone and looking at the caller ID, Li Ruoxi pressed the answer button and asked flatly: "How is the investigation going?"

"Boss, all the information has been sent to my e-mail, you can take a look at it now." A pleasant female voice came from the phone.

"okay, I get it!"

Li Ruoxi hung up the phone, went to the computer and turned it on.

Ten minutes later, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, and her bright black jewel-like eyes exuded a trace of confusion, and she muttered to herself: "I have a clean background. Any questions. However, recently he managed to find three magical artifacts in just two days? Isn’t that incredible? Is it luck? Or his special proficiency in antiques and magical artifacts?”

antique.magic weapon.

She knows a little bit, although she is not very proficient in jing, but when she was a child, she often followed the elders in the family, and the influence she received made her very optimistic about the market prospects of antiques and magic weapons.

As the saying goes: gold in troubled times, collection in prosperous times.

In this peaceful and prosperous age, antiques and magic weapons are very valuable.

With the cool breeze blowing in the morning, Wang Ke got up early and practiced his true energy for two hours. He came to the yard and practiced the two moves of "Dragon Elephant" over and over again ten times before returning to the room and taking a quick wash. Take a shower and change into clean clothes.

At the dining table, Li Ruoxi looked at Wang Ke who was in high spirits, and said lightly: "I'm giving you a holiday today, if there is anything you need to buy, you can go out and buy it, and get acquainted with Changji City by the way. I won't go out today."

Wang Ke was overjoyed, and nodded calmly.

Now he can't wait to visit Zhao Menfeng, try to see if he can learn about antiques and magic weapons from him.Last night, he checked the bus route from the bus stop near the villa area to Antique Street on the Internet, and it took four to ten minutes by bus to get there.

Changji City Antique Street has about the same number of classical buildings and modern buildings, some are two-story and three-story buildings, and the gates of antique shops are incomparable; some are antique attics, full of retro atmosphere.

Wang Ke, who had already arrived at the entrance of Antique Street, was as shocked and novel as Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

The antique street in Changji City is more than ten times bigger than the one where he used to work.There are endless crowds, and there are many stalls, which are also ten times more than the antique street where I used to work.

"It's really spectacular! This antique street alone is that big. This antique market should be more than this one, right? Those intersections in front lead to other streets. The scale and the prosperity of this market are so exciting gone."

Walking on the streets of the antique street with endless streams of people, Wang Ke sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Take a look, take a look, our booth is not an antique, let alone a magic weapon. What is this? This is a mountain of gold and silver! My brother, do you want to take a look at our goods and keep them to satisfy you? ..."

"Don't miss it when you pass by. The old objects passed down from the ancestors have just been picked up from the cellar not long ago. They are absolutely authentic antiques, authentic artifacts, and the price is reasonable. Feel free to visit and buy..."

"Blue and white porcelain, bronze utensils, jade wares, everything you need. If you miss this village, you won't have this shop! Hurry up and take a look, maybe that genuine antique or magical artifact will fall into your hands..."

"Ma Tafeiyan, the unparalleled Matafeiyan, is ours. Mister, do you want to take a look? The price is absolutely fair..."

"The imperial inkstone used by Lord Kangxi, an antique appraised by experts, is even a magic weapon, eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eight..."

"The magic weapon consecrated by Master Baole of Mount Wutai, the price is 16 yuan, no bargaining, which friend who knows the real thing is willing to buy it..."

"..."

The sound of yelling, discussion, and bargaining is heard.

In the entire antique trading market, the chapters in the world of antiques and magical instruments are perfectly interpreted.

Buying at a low price and selling at a high price is the way to succeed in picking up leaks. There are a lot of stalls here, and the stores are one after the other, but there are more people who come here to shop for treasures, groups of three, groups of five, everyone Thinking of picking up leaks and making a lot of money.

"Posted it, Wu Qing posted it, what a goddamn luck! He actually bought a real piece of "The Picture of Happy Residence in Qingshan" for 200 yuan. It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable! I bought it after changing hands. I spent 8 yuan, brother, my stomach hurts from envy."

A young man more than ten meters away from Wang Ke looked at another proud young man with envy.

"Is it really the "Picture of Happy Residence in Qingshan" painted by Chen Zhimo, the great painter of the Ming Dynasty? Isn't this very lucky? I saw this painting at a booth before, so why not?" I didn't recognize it!" In the crowd surrounding the past, a middle-aged man yelled with pity and heartache.

"I also have an impression of that painting. I picked two of them yesterday, but I didn't buy the "Picture of Le Dwelling in Qingshan". How could it be the real one?" Another person shouted.

Wang Ke quietly looked at the boiling crowd not far away, and a rush of hot blood was surging in his body.

Here, it is simply a place of treasures, and owning a cheating tool like the supernatural eye is the money that can find countless treasures.Let others be happy now, and when I, Wang Ke, increase my knowledge about antiques and magic tools, I will be able to show my talents.

Silently withdrawing his gaze, Wang Ke turned and walked towards the depths of the antique trading market.

Half an hour later, he was about to reach the end of the street, but he still didn't see Zhao Menfeng's antique shop: Zi Xing Ju.

After hesitating for a moment standing by the street, he turned and came to a booth.

"Little brother, let's see what you like at the stall. The goods here are all genuine products, the price is fair, and there is no deception." The stall owner is a middle-aged uncle. Seeing Wang Ke coming over, his face showed With a bright and enthusiastic smile.

Wang Ke said with a smile: "I don't buy antiques today, I just want to ask you about a shop, do you know where 'Zixing Ju' is? My street is almost at the end, and I haven't seen 'Zixing Ju' signboard."

Hearing Wang Ke's words, the stall owner's enthusiasm weakened by three points. He reached out and grabbed a cigarette, lit it in his mouth and took two puffs. Then he said, "Of course I know. The voice of the year, there are no shops and stalls here that I don’t know. Zixing is not on this street, it’s on the next street. You go around the intersection in front, and then walk 20 meters to the left. Little brother, look You are new, you probably don’t come to the antique market often, right? In the future, if you need anything, come to my booth, brother, and I promise you will gain a lot.”

Wang Ke nodded with a smile and said: "No problem, I also look forward to finding treasures from you."

After bidding farewell to the stall owner, Wang Ke saw the signboard of Zixing 2 meters away after 30 minutes. However, what made him feel a little puzzled was that the signboard of Zixing was very small, and the door was not very big.

"Why is this place so small? Before Zhao Menfeng was able to identify the magic weapon quickly, it must be very good? Even the price he said was very close. How could a master manage such a small store?" ? This Zixing residence is not even as good as Shang Baoxuan!" Wang Ke frowned slightly, and was about to walk towards the gate of Zixing residence, when the conversation between two middle-aged people not far away caused a His attention, the step he wanted to take, did not take it.

"Brother Cao, do you think it's strange? The Feng Shui of this Zixing is not very good, so why hasn't it closed down?" A middle-aged man said while looking at the signboard of Zixing.

Another middle-aged man beside him nodded and said: "Yes! I have been secretly wondering all these years. It stands to reason that the feng shui layout of the house is obviously a tendency to spread wealth, but why can it last for so many years? We It is a well-known thing in the Feng Shui circle that "the mountain governs the population, and the water governs the wealth." And this self-styled Feng Shui layout, the five elements, gold, wood, fire, and earth are all occupied, but only water is lacking. This kind of Feng Shui terrain, no matter how much money the boss invests, will eventually They will all be at a loss, how did this self-sufficiency survive?"

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, who lives by himself, is an old acquaintance with me. I carefully studied the Fengshui layout of this building with a compass ten years ago, and told Mr. Zhao all my thoughts. The trend of distributing wealth will definitely lead to poverty, but he smiled at me mysteriously, then ignored me, and continued to go his own way. It is a miracle that he can not go bankrupt these years." The middle-aged man surnamed Cao said with a wry smile.

"Is there something peculiar about this building? Otherwise, it shouldn't be? You are familiar with Mr. Zhao. Could it be that he is also a Feng Shui master?" The middle-aged man surnamed Liu asked doubtfully.

"I know this, Mr. Zhao is also proficient in Fengshui, but there is one thing I don't understand. Sometimes when I talk to him about Fengshui, he will be silent, and sometimes there will be some strange things. Move." The middle-aged man surnamed Cao said.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this problem, the Feng Shui layout is the worst. Although Zi Xingju has not closed down in these years, the business situation is not very good, otherwise, Mr. Zhao's store has changed its facade a long time ago. Let's go, let's drink at my place."

Wang Ke, who was standing quietly not far away, had a strange look on his face.

Feng Shui layout?

Feng Shui Master?

Listening to the words of the two middle-aged people, they have a lot of research on Feng Shui!

I have seen what happened to Zhao Menfeng, but his business and his shop are still so small all these years. Is it really because of the bad feng shui of this ancient building?

Watching the two middle-aged people leave, Wang Ke pondered quietly for a moment, then raised his legs and walked towards the gate of his residence.He knew nothing about Feng Shui, so naturally he couldn't see the mystery of it.