Zhang Yiming and Guan Xinci stared at each other with big eyes.
Zhang Yiming quipped:
"What kind of virtue can I do? Let your leader of your level invite me to a meal."
Guan Xinci said angrily:
"If you don't cause me any trouble, I will burn the incense."
Zhang Yiming continued:
"You should just say something, who should you be a 'speaker' for?"
The tone of speaking was particularly strong, and Guan Xinci rolled his eyes.
"Hmph, because of your outstanding performance in alchemy, the old leader decided to open a scientific research project in this area at the Chinese Academy of Sciences."
"Yang Shuli is the person in charge, and she wants to invite you to participate in her scientific research team."
"Who, Yang Shuli, the old leader's daughter-in-law?"
Zhang Yiming rolled his eyes and said:
"We can't get along with such a person, so we won't talk."
Guan Xinci squinted his eyes and released a bombshell.
"Give it money."
Zhang Yiming's expression changed.
"And...will you still have a chat, how much is it?"
Guan Xinci rolled his eyes again.
"This medicine is a blessing for the people. It can save many families and it is also a blessing for patients. But you only recognize money in your eyes!"
Zhang Yiming replied subconsciously:
"There's no way, I have to practice this medicine myself to work."
"Even if you take medicine according to the prescription and let the patient take a ton of it, it will be useless. It is not as good as the pill I refined."
Guan Jingci asked in surprise:
"Why, what's the reason?"
Zhang Yiming said with an unfathomable airs:
"This is the mystery of traditional Chinese medicine. The inheritance of thousands of years can only be understood but not expressed in words!"
Guan Jingci was entangled for a long time and said:
"This is a benefit to all mankind, and I hope you can think about it carefully."
Zhang Yiming held his chin and thought:
"Well... I can't get up early without profit. I can join, but how much does it cost to give me?"
Money, money again!
Careful and disappointed:
"If the money is not yet established, I don't know how much I can give you. After a few days, I will first set up a traditional Chinese medicine research group to apply for scientific research funds, and then talk to you about the remuneration."
"I'll say it in advance, I won't go if I'm missing it."
Guanxin Ci said sarcastically:
"Money, you've been tempted by money, and you've never seen someone as greedy as you."
Zhang Yiming frowned slightly and said:
"Don't persuade others to be kind without the hardship of others. You won't feel bad when you stand and speak!"
"Do you think everyone is as good as yours, what do you want?"
"I, Zhang Yiming, is making money for me? I have more than thirty mouths waiting for me to make money and go back to have a meal!"
Guan Xinci was silent after hearing this and said:
"sorry."
Zhang Yiming said with a cold face:
"Don't think of yourself as noble. If you don't be a leader, you don't know how expensive it is. Is a hero a penny?"
Then, the atmosphere fell into a hint of embarrassment.
Guan Xinci remembered that when he first met, Zhang Yiming knew antiques and other things very well, and said with a sudden inspiration:
"I know there is a place that can make some quick money."
"If you need money, this place can help you get hungry."
“Where?”
After that, no matter what Zhang Yiming asked, Guan Xin Ci just didn't say it. Until evening, Guan Xin Ci drove away with Zhang Yiming.
"It's so late, where are you going to take me?"
"Stop worrying, you'll know after you go."
Guan Xinci stepped on the accelerator all the way, giving Zhang Yiming a feeling of being rushing to reincarnate. He wanted to make a reminder several times, and looked at her coldly facing each other, so he would rather forget it and close his eyes and rest.
About an hour later, the car gradually stopped and stopped.
On the side of the road outside the car window, under the dim lights and mottled trees, there were crowds of people everywhere, and there were crowds of people.
Zhang Yiming looked at everything in front of him curiously.
"Is this...an antique street?"
Careful Ci smiled mysteriously.
"It's a street of antiques during the day, and at night, this is the ghost market."
The two got out of the car neatly, and then they found that there were street stalls on both sides of the road, with a wide range of dazzling arrays.
For example: the four treasures of the study, ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, agate and jade, Chinese and foreign coins, shadow puppets and facial makeup, clothing and accessories... whatever you want.
There are indeed a lot more good things than during the day.
Zhang Yiming was about to go up and see, but was stopped by Guan Jingci and said seriously:
"There are no official activities these days, and the private transactions in the ghost market are also quite active. Whether you can make money depends entirely on your own ability."
Zhang Yiming said obediently when he got the cheaper:
"Do you think you are breaking the law by knowing the law?"
Guan Xinci rolled her eyes and said seriously:
"I don't know anything, it doesn't matter what you buy."
While wandering around, the two of them explained the origin of the ghost market.
In the ghost market, the thief who "does not be a man and is a ghost" who "does not act as a man and only acts as a ghost" sells the stolen goods while it is dark, which is called "shameless".
It originated from the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, and its fortunes declined. Many nobles, Beile and prince, who had lost their families, brought their antiques to the ghost market to exchange them.
To this day, the ghost market has evolved into a black market culture. In order to avoid investigations, the ghost market is quite hidden, and people with no way can find the door at all.
Zhang Yiming listened with relish and suddenly realized and smiled:
"Ann, Ghost City, Ghost City, only when you come tonight is the real Ghost City, no wonder."
Guan Xinci said:
"It's not as simple as you thought, the water here is very deep."
Stopped and said:
"There are many unscrupulous merchants in the ghost market. They sell some fakes while they are in the dark. They buy and sell them all in the dark. Whether they can make profits depends on their ability."
Zhang Yiming didn't say anything after hearing this. After refining Qi, his eyes changed a lot. He could see the spiritual energy of antiques and the igneous eyes in the inheritance.
Guan Xinci picked up a glass bottle and handed it to Zhang Yiming and said:
"You're going to have a palm?"
It turned out that Zhang Yiming was not around, and his sight had long been attracted by the grasshopper can in a corner on another stall.
Walking forward and asking the stall owner:
"How much does this cost?"
The stall owner glanced at the things Zhang Yiming was holding and said:
"Fifty dollars, no one will blame me, no one will bargain."
Zhang Yiming paid readily.
Guan Xinci said:
"Come here and take a look, it's so beautiful."
Guan Xinci pulled Zhang Yiming back to the stall just now.
The stall owner saw that Guan Xinci was very interested in this glass bottle and said:
"If you like it, take a look."
Guan Xinci glanced at Zhang Yiming and said:
"What do you think?"
The stall owner was very generous and put the glass bottle in front of them and said:
"There is no deception, absolutely fidelity."
The more people gathered at the stalls, a thick voice came.
"The surface of this glass is very crystal clear, and it feels as smooth as jade when touched. The overall gloss of the glass are very strong in color."
An old man in his sixties pushed down his glasses and said happily:
"nice one."
Green glass bottles all over the body.
Glazing is one of the traditional handicrafts of the Han people.
The ancients used various rare metals of various colors to form artificial crystals as raw materials.
Crystal works are made by ancient bronze dewax casting method and high temperature dewax.
The colorful clouds are colorful, beautiful and magnificent. Its quality is crystal clear and dazzling.
The stall owner was very happy to discuss with the old man.
The old man said slowly:
"2,600 years ago, glass manufacturing technology was already very popular in Europe and the Mediterranean coast."
"At that time, such foreign glassware generally had a higher craft level than that of Zhongyuan products. At the same time, it had to go through many processes such as heating and filming, so the price was higher than that of Zhongyuan products.
There are many."
Paused for a moment and said:
"At present, not many such glass bottles have been passed down to this day and have been preserved intact. It can be said that every piece is a treasure."
After hearing this, the stall owner smiled and shouted:
"At first glance, you are an expert, or you are always aware of the goods!"