59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Hey, why does this figure look like Old Wu?"

Chen Feng saw a masked old man sitting at an antique stall and walked over quietly.

He pretended to shine the kerosene lamp at the antique, then actually opened up his mental power, and instantly the old man's face appeared in his mind.

"Damn, at your age, you're still wearing a red bellyband!"

"What a pervert!"

How could he know that Wu Weixin had no thick clothes to wear, but it was too cold in the middle of the night, so he could only put on whatever he had, piece by piece.

Even if it was just a bellyband, I wore it despite feeling ashamed.

"Uncle, how did you end up on the streets?"

Chen Feng asked in a mean way: "Did your son kick you out?"

As soon as Wu Weixin heard Chen Feng's voice, he immediately recognized who he was.

He obviously has a good voice, but he followed Guan Yushan to take advantage of the situation. These two masters and apprentices are not good people.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you little bastard! I'm here to set up a stall!"

"Uncle, don't explain. Explanation is just covering up."

Chen Feng lowered his voice and said with a smile: "How about this, for my teacher's sake, I'll give you a chance. Tomorrow I'll bring the money, you bring the rags, and we'll have a meal together."

"Don't bother yourself. Just look at my stall and give me one or two fish if you like any of them. I can braise them or steam them. It's up to you."

Wu Weixin has been envious of Guan Shan's daily fish eating for a long time.

Before, they ate wolf meat and drank wine, and Lao Guan blackmailed them by exchanging two secret identification books of Liulichang.

One of these two books describes the characteristics, identification methods and imitation techniques of each official kiln porcelain, and the other introduces the knowledge of jade ware. Both are secret teachings of the two families.

If there was no one in the family to inherit, it would not have been Chen Feng's turn.

This kind of thing is very common, like Hu Bayi's grandfather Hu Guohua, who is a Feng Shui master and has half a book of "The Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique" in his hands.

If Hu Bayi hadn't accidentally looked through it later and remembered some of it, this secret art of finding dragons and stealing gold might have been lost.

When they brought the books, they happened to see Chen Feng bringing a braised carp to Guan Shan.

Then hurry up and take advantage.

After eating, I started to miss it.

Chen Feng said disdainfully: "Uncle, are you embarrassed to take out these little gadgets from the Republic of China?"

"Nonsense, that's not true!" Wu Weixin lied with his eyes open.

But I wasn't lying, many of them were indeed not from the Republic of China, because they were clearly imitations made in previous years.

"Let's make hot pot tomorrow. Can you give me a straight answer?"

Chen Feng pretended to be impatient and said, "I still have to go to other stalls to pick up bargains."

Wu Weixin obviously hesitated.

He had a very satisfying wolf meat hotpot last time, and after more than half a month, he missed the taste of the meat a lot.

But this master and disciple were too cruel.

One meal will make you feel sad for ten days.

Seeing that he was still thinking and someone else approached, Chen Feng went to another stall.

After a round of shopping, I exchanged a few pounds of mutton for a few jade carvings, one of which was a Maitreya Buddha. The carving technique was very delicate and it was very likely from the palace.

After walking a dozen steps, I found someone following me.

He immediately left Guijie and entered an alley.

"Hey, why are you walking so fast!"

When the other party caught up with him, he immediately pulled out his gun and put it to his forehead.

"No, don't shoot. I'm Wu Weixin's friend. I really like the Maitreya you just bought. I just want you to sell it to me."

The man in black raised his hand and spoke hurriedly.

Chen Feng didn't really trust him.

In this era, there are still beggars in the old city.

During the Republic of China period, there were numerous secret rooms near Dongbianmen, especially those unscrupulous pimps, most of whom gathered here (secret rooms refer to low-class gambling houses and brothels, and pimps refer to human traffickers).

After the founding of New China, these criminals were vigorously cracked down, but as we all know, as late as 2023, some people were still being shot for human trafficking.

Pull off the other person's mask and see a familiar face.

Chen Feng almost shouted "Teacher Yan".

Well, the other party should be Guan Shan’s mortal enemy - Hou Polan.

A super antique collector who, like Guan Yushan, has a strong obsession with all kinds of antiques and is the number one junk king in Sijiu City.

A poor guy who would rather eat peanuts than buy meat!

"You are so brave!"

"For Old Wu's sake, I'll let it go this time, but it won't be that easy next time."

Seeing him put away his gun, Papo Hou complained, "You are really crazy. This is the capital. If you dare to shoot, do you believe that you will be surrounded by the police in ten minutes?"

He felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest with fright!

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the government has launched many severe crackdowns and cleared out the city's spies, gangsters, and beggars time and time again.

The men in the old city saw with their own eyes the powerful "big guys" eating peanuts in public. Now, few people dare to shoot in the city, and most of them just hold knives!

Those who were brave were shot, and the rest were scared out of their wits!

Unlike the Republic of China period, killing someone in the street in broad daylight was not a big deal.

If something like this happens now, it will immediately blow up the sky!

(In later times, shootings in cities were considered major cases. Anyone who dared to shoot in a city would have to be a spy or a madman, otherwise the consequences would be serious.)

Chen Feng smiled and joked, he took out the system standard configuration.

One shot was fired, no sound.

"Why do you want this jade pendant? It's just made by a master craftsman in the palace. Is it worth taking such a big risk to follow you?"

The Broken Marquis cursed himself inwardly for going crazy just now, losing his mind when seeing the good stuff, and said, "This jade pendant, if nothing unexpected happens, should be one of the jade carvings worn by Puyi and Wanrong when they got married."

The value of an antique is not only related to its material and age, but also closely related to its former owner.

For example, the Rolex gold watch owned by the last emperor of the tiny country of Vietnam was later auctioned for as much as 510 million U.S. dollars.

The relics of the Empress of the late Qing Dynasty can easily be sold for tens of millions.

Chen Feng believed in Hou Polan's judgment.

This collector's vision is as good as his character.

"Thanks for your advice. Goodbye."

I walked quickly towards home and filled the bag with ten kilograms of wheat, seven or eight kilograms of glutinous rice and some corn kernels.

The latter two were specially wrapped in the supply and marketing cooperative's wrapping paper.

Arrived at compound No. 95 and climbed over the wall.

"Knock knock knock," someone knocked on Sha Zhu's door three times softly.

Sha Zhu, who was already asleep, got up quickly, opened the door and saw Chen Feng wearing a mask. He asked tentatively, "Mad man?"

"Well, it's me, I leave it to you!"

Chen Feng handed the bag to Sha Zhu.

Then he went straight to the front yard and prepared to climb over the wall to go back.

A dark shadow stood at Zhang Haixing's door, looking at him quietly.

"Sister Xiaohua, the night is long and I can't sleep. I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, but it turns out you can't sleep either!"

"nerve!"

Zhang Haixing slammed the door shut.

How can you be crazy? Don't you know that scaring people can be fatal?

Chen Feng jumped up from the ground with a smile and climbed over the three-meter-high wall.

Hearing the sound of something falling, Zhang Haixing opened the door again and looked at the wall next to his house.

"This guy's skills are so high."