In an instant, Qi Xiang vaguely grasped something, but she was not very sure.

He bent down and picked up a pendant carved with inferior jade.

The pendant was in his hand, even though his very strong spiritual sense had disappeared, for some reason, when he picked up the pendant, a strange feeling emerged in his heart.

The weight, texture, authenticity of the pendant, and the moment it touches the palm, he has a precise judgment.

This feeling is like identifying the authenticity of something, which is an ordinary skill. It is like doing a math problem with one plus one equals several. Once you look at it, you will know the answer in your heart.

But he was very surprised that this was definitely not a factor of spiritual awareness. Because he was meditating now, his eyebrows were still tingling.

If it is not spiritual enlightenment, then what is it?

“Touch?”

Qi Xiang's thoughts fluctuated and subconsciously shook her head. It shouldn't be that simple.

Of course, no matter what the reason is, it can be proved that his current situation should be in a very delicate state. Although he has lost his cultivation, he has not completely become an ordinary person.

Thinking about it, he ate a lot of treasures, some of which were absorbed and digested by the soul, while others were integrated into the muscles, bones and blood of the body, which was to help him transform.

Even though his mental power is exhausted, the medicinal power in his body is still there.

Assuming that his soul is really hopeless to recover. Then he made up his mind, started over and specialized in martial arts, and as long as he practiced for more than ten or twenty years, he should have achieved certain achievements.

The problem is that twenty years are too long, he has to seize the day.

Who doesn’t want to take the shortcut in Zhongnan?

If it weren't for helplessness, Qi Xiang would definitely not want to spend more than ten or twenty years to regain her cultivation.

After wasting time, twenty years later, the world has become. It may be better or worse. Qi Xiang's eyes cannot see the future. She only wants to grasp the present.

If you can't grasp the pulse of the times, it's better to change your career sooner or later.

Qi Xiang was lying on the rocking chair, her body swaying up and down with the rocking chair. He looked around the wide antique market and vaguely understood why he felt inexplicably at ease when he came here.

This is not a return to the original heart, but a realization that there is still a way out.

That day, when Qi Xiang found that he had lost all his cultivation, he felt similar to seeing the sky falling and the earth falling, and felt that the end of the world had come, and his heart was ashamed and very desperate.

But when I came to the antique market, I easily integrated into it.

This made him suddenly realize that he seemed to be at the end of his life.

At least, the fight and killing people in the martial arts world cannot be achieved, so it seems that it is not difficult to make some effort to become a famous appraiser all over the world.

As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, you won’t panic in your heart.

What's more, after more than ten days of meditation, his injuries were completely healed.

Ordinary people will recover from their muscles and bones at least 100 days. However, he recovered completely in a short period of time. This also made him more sure that his body must have potential to explore.

At least his physical strength has also recovered a little.

Qi Xiang clenched her fists, and she also felt a little power. Unlike before, she was soft and weak.

Of course, it was mainly because he was seriously injured at that time and it was normal that he could not get enough strength. He felt that he had completely become a useless person, but he was just scaring himself.

"Sure enough, time is really the best medicine to heal everything."

Qi Xiang felt that his heart had been fixed again. His impatient aura faded and he had a little more patience. However, he still couldn't understand what the wonder of emptiness and tranquility was.

Although he also knew that Taoism emphasizes tranquility and inaction, it is between thoughts and no thoughts. If a thought cannot arise, all thoughts will be empty.

The so-called wonder of emptiness and tranquility is probably the same.

The problem is that the truth is this truth, and he understands this truth, but he can't do it.

How can you not care about anything you care about very much?

Even if you pretend not to care on the surface and can hide it from others, you can't hide it from your own heart.

When your mind is thoughts, your mind is distracted and you are confused and irritated. How can you achieve true emptiness and tranquility?

As for Shuyi and Shuowou, he also tried to practice the secret book. He found that it was exactly the same as what Mr. Hai said. It would be fine if he didn't practice it. Once he practiced, he would have a lot of distracting thoughts, which even destroyed his state of mind.

"It's hard."

When Qi Xiang thought about it, she felt her chest tightness and her body was not naturally exerting force, which made the chair creak.

He suddenly became confused and couldn't help but wonder if he left a way out for himself. Is it a wrong way to do it? If he burned his boats and fought with his back, he would be successful if he failed. Will the result be better?

"……not good!"

The tightness in his chest also made Qi Xiang realize that he was thinking too much. He opened the book and directly covered his face, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

However, annoying thoughts always go against him and come out to make trouble from time to time.

Then, the day passed like this.

The next day, Qi Xiang appeared on time in the antique market, and in the same position, he set up a rocking chair and a stall. Then he continued to lie down, basking in the bright sunshine, and exuding a lazy atmosphere.

In comparison, the stall owner next to him is much more diligent than him.

People are really engaged in business. While setting up stalls, they must be very dedicated to the things on the stalls.

There are dozens or hundreds of items on a small stall. How to place them is a science.

psychology……

Good things are more conspicuous, and they are placed in the middle. Somethings are placed on both sides.

By the way, in order to satisfy some players' mentality of "picking up bargains", we must also mix a good thing into a bunch of defective products, so that we can stimulate players' desire to buy.

This kind of small method of spreading bait and throwing bricks and attracting jade is definitely proven to be successful and can play the role of a surprise weapon.

Of course, there are strange things, and there are naturally positive things.

The right way to street stalls is the quality of things and variables.

Needless to say, the so-called variable actually refers to change.

Although professional street stalls set up stalls every day, regardless of weather or rain, the things on the stalls need to be renovated every day and cannot be repeated every day, so as to bring different freshness to new and old customers.

Just think about it and know that if the things on the stalls have not changed for several years and are all the same, how can players come to stroll and enjoy them every day?

In short, if you want to continue working on a small street stall for a long time, these are the knowledge that you must understand.

Does Qi Xiang understand?

If you understand, of course he understands.

Back then, he started his business by street stalls, and changed his guns to the store owner.

So he felt enlightened in all aspects.

But now I'm not in the mood and I'm too lazy to fiddle with it.

Therefore, the stall owner next to him also regarded him as an alien and did not communicate with him much. However, someone took the initiative to release his kindness, but when he saw that he did not respond, he naturally would not pay attention to him anymore.

This is the world. If you are not relatives and friends, who will treat you well for no reason?

If you show your kindness without any reason, you will definitely be either a traitor or a thief.

This is Qi Xiang’s conclusion...

"Brother, have you had breakfast?"

"I guess you definitely didn't eat it, so I bought you a soup dumpling. I tried it. It was crab roe juice. The soup is rich and sweet but not greasy, and it is very refreshing. Do you try it?"

At this time, Qi Xiang opened her eyes and saw a young man with bright white teeth carrying a food box, showing his attentiveness.

"Who are you?"

Qi Xiang frowned, with a cold expression, keeping people from thousands of miles away.

"Brother, it's me. Yesterday, the one named You, You Ziyin."

The young man hurriedly explained, and he was a little embarrassed and uneasy.

“…I don’t know.”

Qi Xiang took out her sunglasses and hung them on her, emitting messages that she was in a bad mood and suddenly became close to her.

Youziyin was speechless. Even though he was mentally prepared, he knew that Qi Xiang's temperament was very bad, but he didn't expect that he would really not give him any face.

Although he wanted to leave immediately, for some reason, he decided to...bear.

Be patient with a momentary aura, the sea will be vast and the sky will be vast.

A man, a real man, must have depth and a broad mind...

Youziyin comforted himself, and then continued to squeeze out his smile: "Brother, don't we know each other now? This is a freshly baked soup bun. Are you really not going to try it?"

While speaking, Wanderer opened the food box, and a ray of heat rose and the tempting fragrance blew.

A box of steaming buns with crystal clear dough, like crystal, and very attractive.

Even though Yu Ziyin had just eaten his fill, he could not help but move his throat, feeling a little drooling when he smelled the seductive fragrance.

However, a mere temptation was ineffective against Qi Xiang. He remained as a mountain, closed his eyes and rested, too lazy to take a look.

Humph, if you don’t eat, I will eat it.

The Youzi Yin curled his lips and picked up a soup dumpling. He slightly bite the fresh oil down his throat, passed through the esophagus and entered the stomach bag. The warmth made him feel very happy.

While eating soup dumplings, he did not forget the serious matter. He took out something from his arms and handed it to Qi Xiang: "If you don't like to eat buns, then I can't help either. But are you interested in this thing?"

Youziyin thought to himself that if he is still not interested, he can give up and not waste time. He will not hang himself on a tree, so he naturally has to find another way to ask others for help.

Something was shaking in front of him, Qi Xiang was naturally a little angry and opened her eyes to scold her. At this moment, he also saw clearly what the thing looked like, and it turned out to be an ancient book.

"In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the Tao Te Ching was engraved, and the notes of Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain were also attached."

Youziyin was a little proud: "This is an official carving, and it is made of Yongfeng cotton paper. The paper is clean and as clean as a jade plate, and the quality is very good. Therefore, even after hundreds of years, the handwriting on the pages is still as clear as before."

Qi Xiang's eyes narrowed, and he naturally knew that there were three types of books engraved in the Ming Dynasty: official engraving, private engraving, and wooden engraving.

All three types of engravings are fine. But in general, the quality of the official engravings is the most guaranteed.

The official engraved versions of ancient books in the Ming Dynasty are not rare and lonely books, and they are of great value.
Chapter completed!