Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 1 A silk scarf

Fenzhou Prefecture is located on the shore of Fenshui River, a frontier fortress, but it is also a bustling market town. No matter the severe cold or hot summer, the streets are full of people coming and going every day, very lively.

Founded hundreds of years ago, today’s Fenzhou Mansion has eight streets and nine streets. All kinds of lanes are like a maze. It’s impossible for non-locals to tell them apart. Behind the bustling West Street, there is an alley called Yacai Hutong. Everyone who lives here A true local.

There are dozens of families living in Yacai Hutong. There is one at the corner of the street. It is a big family in front of the door. A pair of stone lions in front of the door are very powerful. They have stood there for many years and are already a little damaged. This is Fenzhou Mansion. The famous Fangfu.Even though the owner of Fang Mansion is no longer surnamed Fang, the people around are still accustomed to calling this place Fang Mansion.

Back then, the ancestor of the Fang family once served as a magistrate, and this house was built at that time. Time flies, and more than a hundred years have passed, and the Fang family has long been in ruins. It has already been sold and has become someone else's house.

Fang Yan is the descendant of Fang Zhifu's younger generation. In Fang Yan's generation, the Fang family has been in decline for many years. Many people of the same clan have left Fenzhou Mansion long ago. Only the dialect branch still stays here, guarding the ancestral house, or in their hearts. There is still a desire to reproduce the scenery of that day.

Even though it fell into ruins, generations of the Fang family never forgot their roots as scholars. Since childhood, Fang Yan’s father pinned the hope of the Fang family’s revival on Fang Yan. God failed to fulfill his wishes. When Fang Yan was born, his mother died of dystocia. When he was ten years old, his father also went hunting once and never came back. They all said that he was killed by a wild animal.

Ten-year-old Dialect became an orphan. Fortunately, he studied with his father since he was a child. With his own literacy and extremely low wages, Dialect found a job in Chen Ji's pawn shop.

Entering Chenji Pawnshop as an apprentice, forced by life and interest, Dialect has changed from an apprentice to a warehouse manager. This year's dialect is over, and the child has grown into a teenager.

Speaking of which, Dialect won the position of Warehouse Manager himself. Perhaps it was influenced by his father since he was a child. Dialect is very interested in many ancient books and antiquities. There are always many people who will pawn some of their treasures for various reasons. When I encountered something, I had to study the dialect for a long time. With the improvement of knowledge, the things received at the counter could not satisfy the interest of the dialect. Years ago, when the shopkeeper wanted to improve the dialect, the dialect was convenient I chose the position of warehouse steward.

Chen Ji Pawnshop has a total of four shops in Fenzhou Prefecture, but there is only one warehouse, which is the place where Dialect is now. The items received in the four shops are stored here. By the way, much more than what I saw on the counter.

It has been three months since I arrived at the warehouse, Fang Yan is also familiar with the work process here, and I have started all kinds of affairs. On this day, Fang Yan is sorting out the warehouse. After taking stock, Fang Yan found that there are many things in the warehouse that have been stored for a long time. Time, after flipping through it, I found a lot of things I like, all of which are old books, gold and stone fragments. I was delighted to leave the warehouse, came to the upper room, and asked Chen Sanye, the shopkeeper of Chen Ji Pawn Shop. after all.

After knowing the purpose of the dialect, Chen Sanye, the shopkeeper, told the dialect: "Some of the things you said were originally dead pledges, and some were originally living pledges, but when they expired, the master did not come to redeem the pledges, and they changed after a long time. It has become dead, and these things are worthless to sell, and over time, they are piled up in a corner of the warehouse."

Hearing that the dialect was deadly, he was very interested, so he asked the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, if these things are sold, how much are they worth?"

Chen Sanye has been in the mall for a long time, and after hearing it, he still doesn't know the meaning of the dialect: "Dialect, you are still playing tricks with me, maybe you have taken a fancy to these things, I have heard that you like antique calligraphy and paintings, I always want to buy something for myself to play with, and I also know that’s why you went to the warehouse, isn’t it.”

The dialect is not shy, it only talks about the wiseness of the shopkeeper.

After thinking about it, Chen Sanye said: "These things are stored in the warehouse. Not to mention taking up space, they will become more worn out after a long time. It's better to send them out. It’s not worth a lot of money, but I can’t give it away for nothing, it’s against the rules, there are a total of seventy or eighty items on your list, and you only pay ten bucks for each, and you can pick as many as you want.”

With the shopkeeper’s words, Dialect went back to the warehouse and picked out for a while, needless to say, ancient books, more than 30 books were wrapped up without looking at the content, and the dialect didn’t care about the broken copper and iron, and only left some Jade pendants, bone carvings and the like, although they are fragments, are wrapped in dialect. Anyway, ten big coins a piece, which is almost the same as giving away for free.

Chen Sanye didn't expect that in a single sentence, Fang Yan would choose so many things. According to ten big coins, one piece would cost 540 big coins. Seeing that Fang Yan happily gave himself hundreds of big coins, and then happily carried a big The burden went home.Chen Sanye muttered in his heart: "The poor guy likes these rich and expensive things, but fortunately they are all junk."

Fang Yan didn't care what the shopkeeper behind him was thinking, he left the pawn shop with his burden on his back, and walked towards the Sprout Alley at the back. Fang Yan's house was in the southwest corner of Fangfu, and it was originally a side house in a side courtyard of Fangfu. , but in Dialect's generation, only two of the side rooms belonged to Fang's family.Fang Yan returned home, finished his meal hastily, and took out a book to read.

It has been half a month since I came back from buying the junk that day. Dialect just came back from the warehouse that day. After eating a bowl of noodles, he began to look through his treasures. Seeing that most of the things were put away, here is the ancient There are dozens of books, and there are a few in the middle that are about ghosts. Although the words are not strange, but the dialect doesn’t care about these. If you are interested, you have to study it. These ghosts are very mixed. After reading the dialect Just laughed it off.

After placing the ancient book in his hand on the bookshelf, Dialect began to pay attention to the only things left on the ground. The fragments, too, would not fall into the hands of dialect if they were complete.

Dialect picks up one by one, although they are all fragments, Fang Yan has seen many good things in the past few years, but he doesn't take these things to heart, but at least he bought them with his own money, and Fang Yan puts his hands together. We need to pack up all these things.

Hey, Fang Yan suddenly saw an inconspicuous little thing, a piece of silk cloth wrapped in a jade pendant. What attracted Dialect was not the silk cloth itself, it was so dark that the original color could not be seen clearly. Dialect’s house was Xifang. The doors and windows were all facing east. It was just dusk, and the light in the room was already a little dark. Dialect vaguely noticed that there were writings on the silk cloth, and these writings were not ordinary writings, but seemed to be some ancient characters.

Dialect put the other things in a box, and left the house with the silk cloth in his hand, went to the mouth of the well, fetched a bucket of water, and washed the silk cloth carefully. It was revealed, and sure enough, it was an ancient text.

Ancient characters, I don’t know when they were passed on, and they are somewhat related to today’s characters, but the difference is already very big. People who are not specialized in research will not know this kind of characters, and they will only think that they are some strange runes. I have learned it from my father, but I am not very proficient, but I can recognize this is an ancient character from the general appearance.

Picking up the cleaned silk cloth, there are a total of hundreds of characters on it, which seem to be embroidered on it. If you look carefully, it is not. After studying the dialect for a long time, I don’t know how these characters got on the silk cloth, so I don’t know. Forget about it, and when he returned to the house, dialect lit the oil lamp, took out Shuowen Jiezi, and began to study the handwriting on the silk cloth.

The ancient characters are not so easy to decipher. In the whole night, only a few dozen words were confirmed in the dialect, and two of them were connected together "...Luoshan...".

This sentence alone has aroused countless interests in dialect. Although I can only recognize a few dozen characters, I still can't speak, but I have nothing to do, and I have a lot of time to think about it. No, the dialect at home Wen Jiezi was still used when I was just learning, and tomorrow I have to go to the study to buy a full copy and come back. Thinking of this, Fang Yan was excited for a while. It was almost dawn at this moment, and Fang Yan had to go to the warehouse later, so he put the silk cloth in In his arms, he lay down on the bed to rest for a while, and in his sleep, ancient prose still dangled in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)