As the saying goes, you are familiar with your mouth, rely on your parents at home and rely on your friends when you go out.

In the capital city, Jiang Yang has no friends, but when he sits in the teahouse, orders two pots of tea and chats with others. If he is generous, he will be familiar with friends.

When he first arrived at the capital, he didn't know where the antiques were sold, so he could only rely on these cooked tea shops.

This is really a great harvest.

"Boss, please treat the friends here to delicious food and drink. I'll settle the account." Jiang Yang magnanimously put a stack of silver dollars on the shopkeeper's table, and then left with a smile.

When Jiang Yang found out what he wanted, he didn't stay for too long.

The tea shoppers in the teahouse were curious about who this generous young boss was, and he was so generous.

Jiang Yang called a rickshaw driver, told him the address he had inquired, and went straight to the destination.

When he arrived at an old street with a fragrant fragrance, Jiang Yang could also see the prosperity of the capital.

People came and went, shouting everywhere, and it was very lively.

When Jiang Yang walked into the old street, he also saw pawn shops, silver shops, and antique thai, study thai and painting thai that specializes in collecting antiques.

He walked into a painting vegetarian with calligraphy and paintings on his back, took out a painting for the shopkeeper's palm, but he was very alert.

It was really the old shopkeeper in front of me who was in his fifties, with long beards hanging on the corner of his mouth and a sly face.

"This painting is really imitated, but it is actually imitated by the painting saint Wu Daozi's "Portrait of the Peacock King". It's a bit interesting, but the fake ones are fake, and it's not worth the realism. Brother, for the high degree of simulation, I received it for ten silver dollars." The old shopkeeper said with a sneering smile.

[Haha!] Jiang Yang was so angry that he almost beat him. He was really smiling and scolding in his heart.

After all, it is not good to beat people. After all, they are just profiteers, and they are not forcing themselves to sell things to him.

Jiang Yang did not say a word, so he packed up his calligraphy and paintings.

This scheming old man treated him like a child and felt disgusting to say something more to him.

This calligraphy and painting was taken out by himself from the treasure of Tongtian Great Buddha Temple. No matter how blind the Emperor of Xixia would not leave the imitation calligraphy and paintings in his treasure house. Moreover, with his own discernment ability, he dared to guarantee that the calligraphy and paintings are definitely authentic.

"Hey, brother..." The treacherous old man was anxious when he saw Jiang Yang packing up his calligraphy and paintings, but when he wanted to keep him, Jiang Yang ignored him at all.

"Come here, follow him and do as usual." After Jiang Yang left, the sly old man's expression became serious. He called his friend to follow Jiang Yang.

"Yes, Master." The guy responded quickly, then quickly left, and followed Jiang Yang in seclusion.

He has done too much and is very skilled in this behavior. When necessary, he greets the brothers around him and blocks and grabs treasures together.

Jiang Yang had no idea that anyone was following him. On the one hand, he came and went here, and on the other hand, he focused on the surrounding shops.

After experiencing two stores again, Jiang Yang was very eye-opening. These businessmen were all cunning. Seeing that he was young, he wanted to fool him and deceive him.

It is obviously an authentic painting of the Saint of Painting, but it is just a counterfeit, just to buy it at a low price.

One word to describe: too dark!

A case of sermons will bring wisdom.

Jiang Yang didn't want to continue wasting time here, there was no honest businessman here.

After walking out of the old street, Jiang Yang finally realized something was wrong, and it seemed that someone was following him.

So he turned into an alley.

As a result, the group of people saw him entering a dead end, and they all appeared one after another. More than a dozen thugs surrounded him openly.

"Aren't you the guy from Huazhai? What do you want to do?" Jiang Yang had a very good memory and could write down the face he had just glanced at.

"Since you recognize me, you can't blame me. Brothers, come on!"

Black eats black... Oh, no, it's just a "killer and robbery"!

Jiang Yang also knew that every man was innocent and was guilty of possessing a treasure. This group of people wanted to steal the precious calligraphy and paintings in his bag.

However, these dozen thugs were just ordinary strong men, none of them were warriors. Jiang Yang knocked them down effortlessly, and they even formed a pile of people. The wailing above and the whining below were even more screaming, making them angry.

"Oh, young man, please spare your life!"

The Huazhai guy who took the lead was also stepped on the ground by Jiang Yang, and he kept begging for mercy.

He never expected that this young man's kung fu was so powerful.

"Tell me, who asked you to come?" Jiang Yang stepped on his palm with a fierce footstep, directly shattering the bones of his palm.

"Ah, it hurts, young man, spare your life. It was our old man in Huazhai. He asked us to steal calligraphy and paintings. Please spare us." Huazhai's mate was greedy for life and death, and quickly confessed the person behind the scenes.

"Hmph, that sly old man is indeed not a good thing. Didn't he say that calligraphy and paintings are fake? He is going to snatch them again? You have done a lot of things like this, right?" Jiang Yang stared at the Huazhai guy with sharp eyes. These three questions were more deadly than the other.

"It was all the old man asked us to do it, and we just obey our orders. Moreover, if the young man's calligraphy and paintings are genuine, the old man can't afford it, so he can only steal it secretly. There are small quarrels in the old streets, and they usually don't trade priceless treasures here. The old man dares to send us to take action because you don't understand the rules." The Huazhai Guest endured the pain and honestly answered Jiang Yang's question.

The Huazhai guy answered all the questions seriously, but Jiang Yang heard some news that he cared about.

"The old street only collects gadgets, where can I trade such precious antiques?" Jiang Yang asked in a plain tone.

"Either go to Yinlou or to Xingyue Hotel. If the young hero really wants to take advantage of antique calligraphy and painting, I hope the young hero goes to Xingyue Hotel." The Huazhai mate dared not hide anything.

"Why?" Jiang Yang heard Xingyue Hotel again and felt that this Xingyue Hotel could not be ignored.

"Because the silver house was opened by foreigners, although the price is relatively high, I don't want our Han people to spread abroad." The Huazhai guy said in the end, there was a hint of righteousness.

"Oh!" Jiang Yang looked at the guy with a serious look. He didn't expect that a small person like him would be full of Han backbone.

"If I let me know that you continue to do such dirty behavior, don't blame me for being ruthless. Go back and tell you the old man, let him remember, I won't let him go easily." Jiang Yang let go of the Huazhai guy and warned him, and at the same time asked him to tell the sly old man.

Although Jiang Yang didn't have to deal with the old man, these words could definitely make the old man nervous for a while, which was a small punishment.

"Thank you, Young Master!" The group of people thanked Jiang Yang neatly.

"Thank you, Young Master! I will definitely bring you your words." The Huazhai guy was also very respectful.

He didn't know that Jiang Yang could let them go so easily because of the little Han backbone he showed just now.

The young hero is mighty and the young hero is also very rare in the national treasure.

Jiang Yang looked at the sky and it was almost evening, so he decided to go to the Xingyue Hotel tomorrow.

After all, he didn't know whether Xingyue Hotel would receive guests at night. Moreover, he had hit the Xingyue Hotel yesterday. If he was recognized by those people, he would never guess what would happen.

Therefore, I plan to go again tomorrow.

(Reflect on yourself carefully. If you look like a selfie, how could you have no partner?)

(Reflect on yourself. If the book is written more like a battle of the sky, how could there be no readers?)

(Ask yourself carefully, if you have ten updates every day, how could you have no votes?)
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