Golden Fishing Village

After being interrupted by Zhu Zhu, Li Ji also forgot the purpose of coming to find Ao Muyang.

After a long while, Ao Muyang was ready to go to Hongyang City with Lu Zhizi. They were all on the boat, and Li Ji ran back again: "I just wanted to talk to you about something."

"What is it?"

"I just studied the weather in Hongyang in late September, and it may not be suitable for hatching turtle eggs. We have to find a way." The old professor said.

Ao Muyang said: "This is OK. My suggestion is to make an artificial greenhouse. This thing is also simple. I have been researching it recently. Let's mark the hatching place of sea turtle eggs and insert the constant temperature rod. How about it?"

The old professor was stunned, then nodded and said: "Good idea, you are very thoughtful."

Ao Wenchang and his wife walked up to the dock leisurely. When they saw Ao Muyang, they greeted him and said: "Longtou, are you also going to Hongyang?"

Ao Muyang said: "Yes, I'm going to check out the stalls in the dock market. Teacher Lu is going to buy some things for the school. What about you?"

They were all on Ao Fugui's iron boat, so they were all going to Hongyang.

Su Xiuxiu smiled shyly, nodded to Ao Muyang and Lu Zhizi respectively, and then said softly: "Let's go shopping."

Ao Muyang said: "That's good, we have to go shopping in the city more often, buy whatever you like, and don't save money for Wenchang."

Su Xiuxiu smiled and said: "We won't save money for him this time, we are going to buy very expensive things."

Ao Wenchang continued: "Longtou, it's just right for you to go to Hongyang. In fact, I wanted to ask you for help this time. Xiuxiu felt that it was not good to bother you all the time..."

"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about business. What do you want me to help you with?" Ao Muyang got straight to the point.

Ao Wenchang smiled and said, "Help me get a bracelet. Don't you know an antique collector? Can you ask him to recommend a reliable store?"

Ao Muyang said, "Okay, I'll ask. It shouldn't be a big problem. What kind of bracelet do you want?"

"Small-leaf red sandalwood," Ao Wenchang said, "Now it's popular among the big brothers on the road in our county to wear red sandalwood bracelets and chains. Xiuxiu's brother is about to have a birthday, and we want to give him a bracelet as a gift."

Ao Muyang didn't understand this thing. If he bought agarwood, he would know something about it. He had only heard of small-leaf red sandalwood and had never touched it.

After sailing, he called Cheng Deming, but the call didn't go through. The voice showed that the old man was turned off.

This was really embarrassing. Ao Muyang smiled bitterly and said, "It would have been better if you had told me about this earlier. Boss Cheng might have been on a plane and his phone was unreachable."

Su Xiuxiu said considerately, "It's okay. Let's go to the antique street in the city. I did my homework in advance. Wenchang also contacted a boss with a good reputation online. Let's go there and have a look."

Lu Zhizi said, "Let's go together. Wenwan is very deep. More people means more insurance."

The boat docked at the pier, and Ao Muyang went to the market to see the seafood sales at the village stalls.

Because of the ban on the sea, there is nothing good in the seafood market, and there is no seafood of great value in Longtou Village.

The yellow croaker and other aquatic products on Zhuantou Island cannot be produced. Ao Muyang sells them as wild goods. If the stalls in their village still sell fresh wild fish during the ban on the sea, wouldn't that be courting death?

There was nothing to do at the stalls. After checking the account book, Ao Muyang went to the antique street with Ao Wenchang and others.

He had been to the antique street once before, hoping to find some bargains and find some dark wood, but he had seen all the so-called rare woods in the shops, and none of them were useful.

Hongyang is very hot in summer, and there are many tourists. The antique street gathers tourists from all over the world, and it is very lively.

There is an antique archway at the intersection of the antique street. Ao Muyang looked inside and saw that it was full of people, bustling and rubbing shoulders with each other.

He first went to buy ice cream to share with the three people, and shook his head and said, "So many people are rushing to be fooled?"

How can there be so many antiques and antiques in today's society? There are so many treasure hunting programs, even in mountain villages, there are TVs. Every household has learned about the antique market through the programs. As long as there are slightly older things at home, they will rush to have them appraised.

The store that Ao Wenchang contacted is called "Chengmeizhai". The location of this store is quite conspicuous, and they found it in no time.

After entering, a well-dressed young man received them. Hearing that Ao Wenchang had made an appointment by phone, he asked and said, "Oh, you have an appointment with our Chengmeizhai chief appraiser. Wait a moment, I will invite him out."

After a while, the inner door of the house opened, and a fifty-year-old man came out wiping his hands, and the young man was beside him.

The old man was wearing an old cloth jacket with a double-breasted collar and old cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles. His gray hair hung on his shoulders and was meticulously groomed. There was a short gray beard under his chin, which looked very much like a master.

"Which one is my brother Zitong?" The old man smiled as soon as he came out.

Ao Muyang was stunned. Zitong? Brother Zitong?

Ao Wenchang was also puzzled and said, "Um, are you Mr. Yun? I am Ao Wenchang. We talked on the phone before. Is this Mr. Yun whom I have an appointment with?"

He said the first sentence to the old man, and the latter sentence to the young man.

The young man nodded and smiled: "Yes, this is our chief appraiser, Mr. Yun."

Ao Muyang said: "Did the old man invite other guests?"

The old man laughed and said: "Haha, I am addressing this Wenchang Emperor. Wenchang is the god of fame and position, in charge of talent and literary spirit. He is also called Zitong God, so I will address you as Brother Zitong without authorization."

Ao Muyang fainted, why do you still play like this? This winding road was even more twisty than their mountain road.

Subconsciously, he felt that the old man was unreliable.

But Ao Wenchang seemed to like this. After hearing the old man's explanation, he suddenly showed a look of shame and said: "Although I have read a lot of poems and books, I really don't have much exposure to our traditional culture. I feel ashamed."

The old man waved his hand and said calmly: "The decline of Chinese studies is a shame for our generation, but this is also the general trend of social development. There is no way around it."

The two chatted for a while, and just when Ao Muyang couldn't listen anymore, they finally got to the point.

The old man said: "You said on the phone that you need a piece of fine small-leaf red sandalwood to give to a friend. I think we had a good chat on the phone, and I know that I can't live up to your trust, so I have been looking for suitable wood for the past two days. . It’s a coincidence that my shopkeeper got such a piece of rosewood from a friend today. Come and see..."

He waved his sleeves, and his masterly demeanor was even more obvious. After hearing his words, Ao Muyang thought that he was being mysterious and unreliable, but looking at his behavior, he felt that he did have the taste of a collector, because Cheng Deming also behaved like this. smell.

As Mr. Yun waved, the young man next to him immediately detoured to the counter and carefully took out a piece of wood placed on the serving plate.