In June, the sun is scorching like a fire, emitting endless light energy and heat from the sky, as if to soften the hard asphalt road surface, and the air is filled with burning breath.

At a corner of the streets, the leaves of the lush trees were sluggish and had no vitality. The shade of the trees was slanted, just blocking the door of a small door shop.

The small door shop is about ten square meters. There are a large shelf on each wall on both sides, and on a grid, there are various orderly porcelain and jade miscellaneous items. There are not many things, the quality is not very good, and it looks very cheap.

A small ceiling fan was installed on the top of the door shop.

The ceiling fan is open, as if it is insufficient power and is rotating slowly.

Qi Xiang looked up and was silently calculating how many blades there were in the ceiling fan, how many circles it took in one minute. How many seconds would it take for each circle to take...

A person with a deer-headed rat was chattering around: "Boss, please see clearly. This thing is not ordinary. It may be a treasure from the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

Qi Xiang pulled the corner of her mouth, glanced at her eyes, and showed a little disdain. Then she continued to look up and focused on observing the spider webs at the corner of the house, thinking in her mind whether it was time to clean it up?

Forget it, I'm quite busy lately, let's talk about it later!

"Bang!"

The man was angry, slapped the table, and said furiously: "Have you listened to me?"

"Listen..."

Qi Xiang was unmoved, her eyes fell down, and she slowly pointed at the thing and said, "Since you think it's a treasure, then take it back and hide it well, don't sell it."

"cough!"

The man immediately changed his face, rubbed his hands in awkward manner, and said embarrassedly: "Isn't this... I'm tight recently. Boss, no, brother, brother, boss..."

"Jianghu is so anxious..." The man whispered: "Actually, the things are pretty good, I can guarantee that they are definitely antiques, and they are worth a few dollars at least."

"You take a look..."

The man grabbed the thing with both hands, held it in front of Qi Xiang, looked at him with all kinds of begging.

Qi Xiang picked up the things and looked at them casually.

The thing is a piece of tortoise shell, a very complete tortoise shell. The black-brown texture is very deep on the tortoise shell. Although it has been cleaned, some soil is still hidden inside the texture, giving people a bad impression.

In fact, without that person talking about it, Qi Xiang also knew that things must be antiques. After all, there was a fresh smell of soil that could not be washed clean on the tortoise shell. You could tell that it was dug out shortly after you smell it.

Although the things dug out in the field now may not be real cultural relics, and may also be mines buried by counterfeiters. However, people usually bury mines with high value.

This tortoise shell is not worth anything at all. Normal people will not have to work hard and it is thankless.

Qi Xiang pondered for a moment, shook her head slightly, then opened the drawer, took out a banknote inside, and waved her hand in the attitude of sending beggars: "Get the money, go quickly!"

"Ah?" The man was happy first, then was disappointed: "Why are you fifty?"

"I think it's too little?" Qi Xiang changed her face and said, "Take the things away and leave the money!"

"Boss, it's easy to discuss, it's easy to discuss..." The man quickly clenched the money and smiled with a shy face: "But this money is really too little. Give it a little more. If there is anything similar in the future, I will definitely come to my door as soon as possible..."

Qi Xiang's expression moved, she thought for a while, opened the drawer and took out another bill.

The man smiled and wanted to reach out to get it.

Unexpectedly, Qi Xiang avoided her hand and whispered: "Leave a name."

The man's face changed slightly and hesitated a little, but in the end he could not resist the temptation and whispered: "I'm having sex with Brother Dong."

Qi Xiang nodded, gave the money to the man, and watched him leave.

After a while, Qi Xiang walked to the door and took a look. When the man passed by the corner, he took the opportunity to enter another store.

Seeing this situation, Qi Xiang could basically conclude that the man was just a street-runner who was responsible for selling goods. And for safety reasons, the man also knew how to diversify risks and did not put eggs in the same basket.

But I think that's true good things won't be taken here, but contact the buyer directly. In other words, all he got was leftovers.

Of course, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. Qi Xiang is also self-aware and knows more clearly that he can't eat it even if he brings treasures here. But then again, this tortoise shell is too crap...

Qi Xiang couldn't help but sigh when she looked through the tortoise shell. Such things should undoubtedly be something of a long time. The problem is that they are not old, but they mean that things are valuable. In the antique industry, quality is always the first priority.

A very ordinary piece of tortoise shell is definitely not of quality.

After all, this thing is not tortoiseshell, nor is it a cultural relic engraved with oracle bone inscriptions.

The reason why Qi Xiang was willing to pay for money was simply to make a good relationship and hoped to make money back in the future. As a businessman, he also needs to have a long-term vision and take a long-term focus to catch big fish.

After doing this, Qi Xiang returned to her seat and continued to blow the air bored.

Half an hour passed, and the door was still empty, not even a figure.

Qi Xiang is used to it, not anxious or impatient, and the clouds are calm and gentle.

This is the case in this business. It is important to not open for three years and to open for three years. Most of the time, there is no business. But when luck comes, it is enough to make a business a year's expense.

In the early years, when he first entered the industry, he didn't understand this trick, and wanted to distribute flyers. He stood at the door and shouted, almost making a joke. Now, he is still an old fry and can't be lost.

It’s like antique porcelain, after years of precipitation, the new and hot air has been removed, and it’s very restrained.

The edges and corners of time are worn away, which is called smoothness and also a manifestation of maturity.

Half an hour passed again, Qi Xiang was sure that there was no business today, so she got up and closed the store, and then rode a small tram back home slowly.

The so-called home is actually just a temporary residence and a place to rent.

It was a low house with gray-black brick and tile houses, flying eaves and corners, square outside and round inside, and a small courtyard, which is different from the shape of the surrounding buildings.

The house looked very dilapidated, some of the wall tiles were cracked, and the tiles on the edge of the roof were broken like spider webs, which meant a bit dangerous house. However, Qi Xiang was also sure that the house was quite solid, and he lived there for at least two or three years but did not collapse.

According to the aunt from the street office, this residence is also very well-known.

It seems that many years ago, this place was a temple. Later, when the old temple passed away, no one was willing to take over, so it fell into decline. However, the place was quite large and it was a pity that it was idle. The people in the street office simply made some rectifications and rented them out.

Qi Xiang was lucky and was the first tenant.

The residential space is large and the rent is low. Although the environment is a bit poor, for Qi Xiang, as long as the above two prerequisites are met, everything can be tolerated.

When the door is opened, it will be a small courtyard.

On the side of the courtyard, there was an old locust tree. The tree was bare and there was no leaf. When he first came, Qi Xiang thought that the old locust tree was extinct and wondered whether to cut it down.

Later I found that the tree still had a little vitality, and it did not completely dry up and survived.

Qi Xiang parked the small tram beside the tree and walked to the main house hall.

The hall is spacious, and a table is placed beside the wall facing the entrance. There are several plates of fruits, two bouquets of flowers, and a small incense burner. The stove is full of dead branches and full of incense ash, which means that people often worship incense.

Qi Xiang walked in, poured a bowl of water, then put the tortoise shell into the water, and then placed the bowl on the table.

If a colleague is present, he will definitely understand what he is going to do.

The unearthed things usually carry foul breath, so they must be purified. The purification ceremony is also very simple. Just provide the things and burn three incense sticks to worship and then complete the task.

Not to mention whether it works or not, at least I can feel at ease, right?

Qi Xiang was just about to get the incense, but found that the drawer was empty. It was obvious that the incense had been burned, but he forgot to buy it.

"Clean careless..."

Qi Xiang secretly rebuked, turned around and looked up at the sun that could dry the earth, and really didn't want to go out.

"Wait, it seems..."

Qi Xiang thought of something and hurriedly walked around the hall to the next house. He vaguely remembered that when he was cleaning the house a few days ago, he found a box of incense and candles in a corner, which should be the remains of the temple.

"Where is the stuff?"

The house next to the hall is his warehousing room, with a lot of things and fragmented things.

Qi Xiang searched for more than ten minutes before she found the flat-length box on the top of the cabinet. Inside the box, it was three thumbs the size of a thumb, more than one foot long, with a dark yellow coarse fragrance.

Qi Xiang opened the box and smelled it. She felt that there was no smell of fragrance. She doubted whether it was expired. But it didn't matter. Anyway, it was just an emergency. Take a procedure and use it as a matter of use.

When he returned to the hall, Qi Xiang lit three thick incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and bowed together.

Qi Xiang was very glad that the three incense sticks were not damp. Not only did they ignite it smoothly, but there was also a faint smoke rising. Even though the shelf life must have passed, there was no smell of fragrance in the smoke.

However, he was mentally prepared and did not demand it. He bowed again and turned around and wanted to leave.

The weather was too hot, sweating and feeling mushy, Qi Xiang wanted to take a cold bath. When he turned around, he did not notice that the rising smoke did not disappear after floating onto the roof, but instead hovered into a group and enveloped the entire hall.

As time goes by, the smoke increases and fills every corner of the hall, like a sea of ​​fog.

At the same time, the tortoise shell in the bowl on the table suddenly changed some subtle changes. Especially after the smoke melted into the water, the tortoise shell trembled suddenly, and a bowl of clear water evaporated completely in an instant.

"call……"
Chapter completed!