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Chapter 9: Feedback from the Museum (Revised)

After leaving the trust store, Zhang Junping didn't dare to ride a bicycle, so he just pushed forward.

In this day and age, many of BJ's roads are still rocky and rattling, and he is worried about damaging the treasure he just bought.

Turning around a street, Zhang Junping found a deserted alley and put the boxes full of antiques into the museum space.

Then he got on the bike and pedaled towards Caishikou.

Just after pedaling twice, Zhang Junping stopped and stood astride the bicycle, one leg on the ground, and stood up.

Zhang Junping did not see that the moment he put the cardboard box into the museum space, the cardboard box disintegrated silently and disappeared without a trace.

Then the antiques in the box are put into their proper places.

As early as when he was building the museum, Zhang Junping had planned it and divided the areas for jade, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, bronzes, furniture, and miscellaneous items.

Zhang Junping immersed himself in the museum space, looked at the antiques in their proper places, and grinned. This automatic classification function is good.

It would be better if we could make something out of nothing and automatically match the Bogu rack.

Zhang Junping thought greedily.

Zhang Junping stopped the car, naturally not to see the automatic classification of museum spaces.

But just when the antique porcelain, antique calligraphy and paintings entered the museum space, a message suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although it is not a systematic text, it is very fantasy, with some fragments floating in the museum space.

Pastel porcelain firing process experience fragment +18

Enamel porcelain firing process experience fragment +11

Porcelain painting craft experience fragment +11

Regular Script Calligraphy Experience Fragments +11

Bada Shanren Cursive Script Experience Fragments +10

Bada Shanren Painting Experience Fragments +10

Collecting one hundred experience fragments can be exchanged for a complete craft/skill.

Zhang Junping took several deep breaths before suppressing the ecstasy in his heart.

This wave of surprise was so fierce and intense that he, a thousand-year-old fox, almost broke his guard and laughed out loud.

Doesn't this mean that as long as you collect enough antiques and cultural relics, you can acquire all traditional craft techniques.

Um!

Please call me from now on, the all-powerful master of traditional crafts.

cough!

This is not important. What is important is that many traditional crafts buried in history will be brought to light again in your own hands.

After calming down for a while, we continued on our way to Caishikou.

Caishikou is a place name that often appears in novels, movies and TV series. It is famous not because of the business atmosphere here, nor because of the celebrities produced here, but also because Caishikou was a place where heads were beheaded in the Qing Dynasty.

Of course, Caishikou also has a strong commercial atmosphere, with many shops surrounding it. Since the Ming Dynasty, this place has been a gathering place for merchants.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Caishikou was no longer a place for beheadings, but it was still very lively.

Zhang Junping went to Caishikou because there is a pigeon market here.

The pigeon market, as the name suggests, is a market for buying and selling pigeons.

Pigeons occupy a very large proportion in old BJ's memory.

There are scenes of pigeons in many novels, movies and TV series. A group of homing pigeons hovering over the courtyard has formed a unique pigeon culture.

But Zhang Junping didn’t go to the pigeon market just to buy pigeons.

Of course, if given the opportunity, he wouldn't mind raising a few pigeons to experience old BJ's pigeon culture.

The Pigeon Market existed before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Later, it slowly developed and evolved into a market.

The pigeon market is no longer limited to pigeon trading, it sells everything.

Those who buy and sell various bills, buy and sell grain, buy and sell vegetables, meat, fish and eggs, in any case, all kinds of daily necessities are sold.

Even antique antiques are sold here.

Zhang Junping certainly didn't come here to buy antiques and toys. Of course, he wouldn't let it go if he came across something good.

There are many such pigeon markets in BJ, and each pigeon market has an actual controller.

Some are recalcitrant people from the neighborhood, and some are simply local neighborhood committees.

You can buy whatever you want here, but you have to pay a management fee when selling things.

Zhang Junping came here to buy and exchange some tickets, mainly national food stamps.

When you go out, having this thing is more useful than money.

After walking around the pigeon market, there were several people buying and selling bills, but Zhang Junping didn't take any action.

Zhang Junping found a tall and thin man, stepped forward and patted his shoulder, "Brother, take me to see your boss."

"Who are you? You're crazy!"

"Master Buddha, do you want me to send you to the police station?" Zhang Junping looked at the tall and thin man in front of him with a playful expression and asked with a smile.

Buddha in BJ's words refers to pickpockets and thieves.

Behind every Buddha there is a stubborn master who feeds the Buddha and eats the Buddha.

In fact, the stubborn master provides protection to the Buddha, and the Buddha makes offerings to the stubborn master.

"I don't understand what you are saying!" The tall and thin man was still trying to explain himself.

"Haha! You are living in the pigeon market, I don't believe there is no stubborn master behind you.

Otherwise you would have been beaten to death!

Obediently take me to find him, hello, me, hello everyone.

Otherwise..." Zhang Junping didn't bother to waste any more words, so he made his words clear and threatened.

"Brother, I don't dare! If I take you there, I will be beaten to death!" After comparing the combat effectiveness of the two sides, the tall and thin man gave in decisively, but he did not dare to take Zhang Junping to find the stubborn master behind it.

.

If you are sent to the police station, you will be jailed for a few days at most, but if you take a stranger to see the boss, it will be a fatal matter.

"Brother, this is Master San's territory, don't make yourself uncomfortable." Zhang Junping and the tall and thin man attracted the attention of interested people.

Two young men in gray overalls sandwiched Zhang Junping on the left and right, and warned fiercely.

"Take me to see your third master. I have a big deal to discuss with him." Zhang Junping glanced at the two young men and said calmly.

The two young men looked at Zhang Junping, then shook their heads, "Come with us!"

One of the short men left quickly to report the news.

Zhang Junping followed the remaining young man with a scar on his face and slowly walked to the side alley and entered a narrow alley. More than ten people suddenly poured out from behind and surrounded Zhang Junping.

The young man with the scar took out a short knife and threatened fiercely: "Brother, our third master is not someone you can meet whenever you want."ej

Be wise and take out everything on your body, otherwise I will bleed you."

"Haha! I have the money, but I don't know if you have the ability to take it away." Zhang Junping smiled and took out three dozen bills from his bag and shook them.

"Bring it over!" The scarred young man showed greed.

"Okay!" Zhang Junping obediently threw the money to the scarred young man.

"You know the truth!" The young man with the scar proudly bent down and picked up the money.

"Brother, I have another good thing here, do you want it?" Zhang Junping asked with a relaxed smile.

It doesn't look like he was robbed at all.

"What good stuff? Take it out!" The young man with the scar hurriedly urged when he heard that there were still good stuff.

"Do you want this?" Zhang Junping took out the May 1st pistol from his waist and shook it at the scarred young man.


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