gifted collector

Chapter 357
Fang Ming looked at the small street in front of him, and found that the stalls were selling agricultural tools such as hoes, and there were quite a lot of people who came to buy them, so the business of many stalls was quite good.

"Could it be that we come here to buy farm tools? But aren't we going to find the imperial mausoleum? What are we doing here to buy farm tools? Are we going to dig with a hoe?"

Fang Ming felt that the idea that popped up in his mind was a little too crazy, how could this be possible?

However, he didn't express his doubts to Niu Ping. He believed that since he brought himself here, it must be reasonable, so he looked at it first.

Niu Ping obviously had a fixed "goal". He walked forward with his hands behind his back, without looking sideways, and didn't stop until he reached a stall in the middle.There is a door behind the stall, which seems to be in the format of "front shop and back yard".

The stall is very big, and it is the biggest stall in the whole street at a glance. It is full of all kinds of craftsmen and farm tools, and it is also crowded with the most people, and all the people just give money and leave after seeing something. , without bargaining, it is obvious that this stall is doing things with clearly marked prices, and most of the buyers may be regular customers.

The stall owner was a man about the same age as Niu Ping. The business was really good, so he kept busy, and Niu Ping didn't make a sound, just stood there.

Fang Ming also stood there without saying a word.

After half an hour, the stall was idle for a while, and the old man who set up the stall had time to drink his saliva, as if he had just seen Niu Ping, and said, "Old Niu, you are here."

"Well, I've been here for a while, take something."

The old man nodded, and shouted to the yard behind him: "Come out and see the stall."

"Hey! It's here."

A tall young man of eighteen or nineteen came out in response. He was sweating profusely. After seeing Niu Ping, he said loudly, "Grandpa Niu, you are here. You haven't been here for a while."

A smile appeared on Niu Ping's face, and he said, "Oh, you are staying at home in the end, and you don't come to play with me."

The young man scratched his hair, and said embarrassedly: "I've been forging iron at home these days, and there are too many farm tools to forge."

"come in."

The old stall owner stood up and beckoned Niu Ping to go in, and Fang Ming naturally followed.

The yard is very large, and in one corner is a huge blacksmithing stove, the fire is burning red, it seems that the young man was forging iron before going out just now.

"Fang Ming, this is Zhao Matie. He has been blacksmithing all his life. Let alone him. His family has been blacksmithing for the last thirteen lives. He is the best blacksmith here."

Sitting down on the wooden chair in the yard, Niu Ping introduced Fang Ming.

"Mr. Zhao, hello."

Fang Ming greeted him respectfully, Niu Ping is an expert, so his friend is also an expert, there is no doubt about it, that's what it means to attract like birds of a feather.

Waving his hand, Zhao Matie said, "Just call him Master Tie."

"Ok."

Fang Ming nodded lightly. He knew that people like Zhao Matie were generally straightforward, and he really didn't like him being too respectful.

Zhao Matie looked Fang Ming up and down for a while, and just when Fang Ming felt a little puzzled, he heard him say, "Old Niu, what apprentice did you accept?"

When Fang Ming heard this, he realized that he thought he was Niu Pingshou's apprentice.

Niu Ping shook his head and said: "No, this kid is an antique dealer, he is a master, I will show him once I go out."

"Oh?"

Zhao Matie obviously did not expect such a thing, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

"Oh, there are fewer and fewer people in our line of work. The old boy Xie Peng has changed his line of work for decades. If it wasn't for that incident, I would have changed my line of work too. However, it is not easy to throw away all the things in our line of work. Now, take this kid to see him, at least let him know what our business is all about, so there won’t be anyone who can explain it clearly in the future, right?”

Hearing what Niu Ping said, Zhao Matie nodded his head. He has been an old friend for many years, so he naturally knows what Niu Ping does, and he also knows that there may still be people in this line of work, but when it comes to the technology of tomb robbery There are definitely not many people, and they are still facing the danger of being lost. For example, he knows that no one in Niu Ping's family is going to learn this anymore, let alone Xie Peng. As early as Xie Peng's generation I have changed my career, of course, it is a "transformation" in the current fashion, and it belongs to the quite successful one.

Therefore, in a situation like Niu Ping's, if he died, all the things he knew would be lost, and as far as he knew, Niu Ping had some unique skills.

Looking at it again, Zhao Matie was a little surprised why Niu Ping fell in love with the boy named Fang Ming in front of him. You must know that even if he was not serious about accepting apprentices, Niu Ping could let him follow him. That's also a big deal.

"Wang Si asked him to kill him."

When Zhao Matie raised his brows, his aura seemed to have changed suddenly, but then it disappeared immediately, as if he had become an ordinary person again, but this made Fang Ming feel awe-inspiring. It's not a simple character.

Moreover, since he also knew about Wang Si, it can be seen that he was also a famous person back then, at least he should have walked through the rivers and lakes with people like Niu Ping.

"Oh, it seems that evil is rewarded with evil. It's just that the time has not come. When the time comes, it will all be reported. Wang Si finally has such an end. It is indeed very satisfying. It seems that this boy is also quite vigorous man."

Zhao Matie's last sentence was sincere. Both he and Niu Ping were people who had dealt with Wang Si in the past. Or less losses, among which Niu Ping suffered the most, and it can even be said that he was almost unable to turn himself over, so he naturally forged a deep hatred. Now Fang Ming, such a young man, was able to kill Wang Si. Overturned, this is an incredible thing.

"That kid Wang Si wanted to sell another antique, a large jar of Yuan Qinghua's character stories. This kid finally capsized!"

No matter how much he could hide the smile on Niu Ping's face, this incident was indeed a heart problem for him, and it was a heart disease for many years. Now that it is finally gone, it is natural to be happy.

Zhao Matie looked at Fang Ming, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Wang Si is our enemy, but he was a master in the antique business back then. We all knew that the things he made were fake, but we found him You can't figure out where the fake is, you kid can tell it, you are indeed a master!"

Fang Ming shook his head quickly when he heard it, and said, "This... is also luck. To be honest, I knew that the pot was fake when it first started, but I couldn't find out where the fake was. I only found it later."

"Oh?"

Zhao Matie was surprised when he heard it, and said, "I knew it was fake from the beginning, but I don't know where it is? What does it mean?"

"Hey, because the real one is in my hand!"

Fang Ming knew from the very beginning that Wang Si's pot was fake, of course it was because of his supernatural ability, but this was something he couldn't say, so he had to tell what he had missed.

"Ah? Is it really in your hands?"

Zhao Matie screamed out. Although he is now a blacksmith, it is indeed his ancestral kung fu, but he is not unfamiliar with antiques at all. The characters in Yuan Qinghua have a lot of stories!It is not surprising that Wang Si made a fake of such a thing, because Wang Si is in this business, but if Fang Ming missed one, it would be amazing news!

Niu Ping nodded and said: "It is indeed true. I also inquired about it. Although I didn't see the real thing, it is likely to be true!"

"Yuan Qinghua's big pot of character stories... Yuan Qinghua's big pot of character stories..."

Zhao Matie muttered to himself a little absent-mindedly, as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit. This thing was really amazing.

Perhaps to a layman, this is nothing more than a piece of porcelain, but to an insider like them, these words are like thunder ringing on their foreheads.

"Oh, luck is better, I picked it up when I had a food stall called Xiao Ye."

Zhao Matie felt that he really wanted to vomit blood, did he pick it up during the supper at the food stall?It's still life-threatening.

Niu Ping knew that Fang Ming had picked up a big leak before, but he didn't know exactly how to pick up the leak. Now when he heard that it was such a thing, he felt the same as Zhao Matie.

This is too bullshit!
After a long time, Zhao Matie came back to his senses and said: "Well, you seem to be a good kid, and your luck is invincible. People like you are really blessed to play antiques!"

In fact, if a person can stand out in an industry and do things that others cannot do, one of course has real skills, but besides skills, luck is also indispensable. To a certain extent, it even plays a decisive role. Veterans like Zhao Matie and Niu Ping have a deep understanding of this, so they say such words.

Shaking his head, Zhao Matie said, "Old Niu! This is a good thing. How about we have a drink tonight?"

"Ha! Good!"

It could be seen that Niu Ping was in a good mood, so he immediately agreed.

Zhao Matie stood up and said, "Come on, let's go out to buy something, come back and make a good deal of it, have a few drinks, that kid Wang Si is finally finished, it's really satisfying!"

(End of this chapter)