People Are in the Four and Nine Cities, and Cheng Jianjun is Crying at the Beginning

Hearing this, Han Chunming was overjoyed.

Immediately said: "Then first thank you old man!"

In his tone, he was full of confidence!

The old man laughed when he saw this scene.

There was a rare redness on his face.

Seeing that the old man looked good, Han Chunming suddenly remembered something.

He leaned over and said in a asking tone: "Master! I have some money on hand recently, and I want to collect some old things, please show me the way!"

With the museum in hand, Han Chunming is eager to collect more treasures.

Not only for the preparation of the museum in the future, but also to earn more exchange points and conduct a lottery.

However, the kind of income that went through the streets before has proved to be inadvisable.

It is obviously unreliable to touch it purely by luck.

Today, there are no antique shops and antique markets.

If Han Chunming remembers correctly, Panjiayuan, a household name in later generations, was also formed in the early [*]s.

Now, it's still early.

After thinking about it, I can only come to the old man to ask for directions.

After all, if the old man can collect so many ancient players, he must have his way and way.

"grandson!"

Hearing Han Chunming's question, the old man rolled his eyes and pouted, "I'm just going to say why I'm delivering breakfast and making a statement today!"

"Emotions... are here to pry my grandfather's old bottom!"

Although he said that, Han Chunming could see that the old man did not refuse to hide his secrets.

Immediately he took advantage of the situation and said with a shy face: "It's just you old men! It's a pity that you don't pass it on to my disciples and bring it into the soil!"

The old man shook his head: "That's true!"

"But..." He glanced at the one on the cabinet and said with a wicked smile, "It's not for nothing!"

When I looked at the cabinet at the venue, I understood what the old man was thinking.

This is thinking about the bottle left over for Maotai.

Immediately waved his hand: "Sure! I'll bring it to you when I have time!"

"No!"

The old man shook his head and urged, "It can't be empty! Just tonight!"

"Okay, okay! Tonight is tonight!" Han Chunming smiled helplessly.

When this old man talks about wine, he is like a kid who wants candy!

After he finished speaking, Han Chunming poured the old man a cup of tea, took a cup himself, took a small bench, sat in front of the old man, and listened to him.

The old man took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and opened his mouth.

"Grandson! This is the doorway to collect antiques in the four-nine cities! If you come and ask me, it is the right question!"

"We are four and nine cities, that is an imperial city that has been in power for [*] years! From the palace, from the ancestors, from the market... There are really many treasures!"

"However, in the current situation, if you want to collect things, you can only find a clear way to collect them by yourself!"

"However, as for Zhengyangmen, Dongzhimen, and Xizhimen, if you touch it, you can put it away, and if you can't touch it, don't bother to look for it!"

"I know!" Han Chunming nodded and said with a pouting voice, "There is no leftover food in this world that you have traversed!"

"It's good to know!" The old man raised his head proudly and said again, "Don't go to the Chongwenmen and Xuanwumen! It's almost been turned over by the junk!"

"The rest of Chaoyangmen, Fuchengmen, Andingmen, and Deshengmen, you can try your luck more!"

"Especially Deshengmen..."

"There is also Prince Gong's Mansion, Liulichang, and Beixin Bridge. You can go more. I heard..."

"Right! According to your current eyesight, you can also go to the ghost city..."

……

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he kept talking for nearly half an hour.

It not only clearly delineated the roads in these four and nine cities, but also extended to Jinmen, Yuzhou and other places.

Han Chunming knew that the old man was really unreserved. He emptied the bottom and explained it to himself, so he didn't interrupt any more, but just listened carefully and memorized it.

After the last paragraph, it can be seen that the old man is also tired.

But he simply took a sip of tea and waved to Han Chunming: "Teacher!"

Seeing his solemn expression, Han Chunming knew that the old man must have something to explain, so he quickly got up and stood over.

The old man took a deep look at Han Chunming, and then slowly said: "The Yan Kingdom has a generation of rotations, followed by foreigners looting, devils invading, and the past ten years... Our ancestors passed on these things. Baby, it's not easy!"

"You have to remember that if you take it, you can't spoil it, you can't ruin it, and you can't sell it abroad like those traitors!"

Although the old man's voice is not loud, he bites every word very hard, and it is loud and loud!

Although Han Chunming had already guessed what he was about to say, he couldn't help but feel awe when he heard it.

Nodding his head, he replied, "Master! Don't worry! I will always remember it!"

"By the way, I actually have a plan..."

Since talking about this, Han Chunming simply told the old man about his idea of ​​building a museum.

"Build a museum?"

When the old man heard it, he felt unbelievable at first, and murmured, "You are a common man... Can this be built?"

Han Chunming knew what he meant, smiled and said: "Don't worry! The big leader I met last time said that the above will be reformed soon, and the policy in this regard will be released soon! Don't talk about building a museum. Now, even a skyscraper can be built!"

"Really?" After hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up.

From all the way up, he stood up and said excitedly, "This is a good idea! This is a good idea!"

He even patted Han Chunming on the shoulder and said, "Complete! Build! Then you can let go and build! If you don't have enough money, I can get some for you here!"

"Take your pension money?" Han Chunming said in disbelief, "You want me to be stabbed in the spine!"

"You can rest assured! Your disciple, I have no shortage of ways to make money!"

"When the policy is opened, the money will definitely be enough!"

"As far as your money is concerned, you should eat, drink and drink, it's not enough for me to honor you!"

"Good! Good! Good!" When the old man heard this, he didn't say much, just applauded with excitement.

In both eyes, there seems to be a crystal clear liquid flashing.

Then, the old man was in high spirits, and Ben wanted to drag Han Chunming to talk about the museum.

But Han Chunming saw that the old man was too excited and worried that he would talk too much. He was afraid that he would not be able to sleep tonight, so he made an excuse to leave.

The old man calmed down and waved his hand to let Han Chunming leave.

"Chunming!"

Just as Han Chunming walked to the door, the old man seemed to remember something and chased after him again.

"What's the matter?"

"Then what... the little lazy cat will be back in a few days!"

The old man looked at Han Chunming with a deep expression on his face: "Wait for her to come back, take her around! It's better to help me, she will stay, and don't go to that ghostly beautiful country!"

"Little lazy cat?"

"That's not Guan Xiaoguan, the granddaughter of the old man!"

In Han Chunming's mind, the image of a young and beautiful girl immediately appeared.

"You keep him?"

Han Chunming thought about it for a while, and always felt that it was strange when the old man said this.

Suddenly.

There was a sudden thud in his head.

"No way……"

"If the old man thinks so, is he not afraid of messing up his generation?"

(The third update, ask for flowers! Evaluation ticket! Monthly ticket!).

Chapter 041 The humble Director Wu! (Fourth, ask for flowers!)

Leave the old man's courtyard.

Han Chunming returned to the courtyard.

"Chunming! You are back! Someone is looking for you!"

Before entering the door, Mother Han, who was looking at the door of the house, greeted her nervously, pulled Han Chunming aside, and said softly.

"Who is it?" Han Chun busy lowered his voice.

From the nervous look on the old lady's face, Han Chunming noticed something unusual.

"I don't know either!"

Mother Han got closer, and said in Han Chunming's ear with a serious face: "But I see that style! First, a leader!"

"You said...it won't be the leader you met last time when you repaired the car!"

Speaking of this, the expression on the old lady's face became even more nervous.