The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Wenbao Street is very close to the Qinhui venue, with only two grocery streets in between.

Fang Yun did not take a closer look at the things in these two grocery streets this time, but just took a quick look. Just as he was about to enter the largest cultural treasure street, Nunu suddenly jumped into his arms, raised his head, and grabbed it with his paws. The clothes on his chest hung on his body, his expression was very serious, and his two small eyes kept winking, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

Fang Yun realized that Nunu had something to say, so he slowly walked to a secluded place.

"Do you have something important to say?" Fang Yun asked in a low voice.

Nunu nodded seriously.

"Say it." Fang Yun said.

Nunu stared at Fang Yun with a pair of dark eyes, pretending to be serious and hard-working, but in the end he suddenly became discouraged and pointed at his mouth with his paw, as if to say that he couldn't speak.

"Then can you write?"

The little fox shook his head shyly.

Fang Yun said helplessly: "Then let me guess. If I am right, you will nod. If I am wrong, just shake your head. Do you understand?"

Nunu nodded.

"What you found was bad?"

Nunu shook his head.

"Good thing?" Fang Yun was even more interested.

The little fox nodded vigorously.

"Is it a person?"

The little fox shook his head.

"Is it something?"

Nunu thought for a while and nodded.

…

Next, Fang Fang tried his best and finally found out the truth through question and answer: Nunu found a good thing in a store. He didn’t know what the good thing was, he only knew that it was a good thing. Very good, very good, and wanted Fang Yun to buy it, but was afraid of being seen raising the price, so it waited for Fang Yun to pass by before giving a wink to remind him.

So, Fang Yun discussed with Nunu how to find the thing, and then told Yang Yuhuan to pretend to know nothing, and walked forward for a while, then slowly walked back with Nunu in his arms, pretending to look at things seriously, Walk for a while, stop for a while.

Walking to a shop selling groceries, Nunu suddenly pressed Fang Yun's hand with her little paw secretly, signaling that this was the shop.

Fang Yun pretended to scan casually and found that the shop was not small, almost two feet wide. The shelves on both sides were filled with things, and the things were very miscellaneous. There were ancient books, broken cultural treasures, porcelain vases, jades, and copper tripods. Stone carving is a typical antique shop.

There were several people in the shop, some were talking about the era of antiques, and some were bargaining with the store.

Fang Yun said to Yang Yuhuan while looking at it: "Cultural treasures have a long history, but they are too expensive. The most common cultural treasures for Juren are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, and they are often not sold. So those cultural treasures whose talents have dissipated Even the broken cultural treasures have become excellent collections. You see, this official seal is a cultural treasure from the Han Dynasty. Its talent has disappeared. It is no different from the ordinary official seals of the Han Dynasty, but in terms of collection value, it is at least an ordinary official seal. Three times!”

"Well, when I was in Ji County, I heard that there was an old scholar who liked to collect broken porcelain pieces, not to mention cultural treasures." Yang Yuhuan followed Fang Yun's words.

When Fang Yun passed by a shelf, Nunu's little paw suddenly pressed his hand again.

Fang Yun understood, and his eyes fell on the shelves. This shelf is more complicated than others. It is a large five-foot-square box with many broken things inside, mostly various broken cultural treasures. Some of them even have the aura of residual talent.

Fang Yun was not in a hurry to look for it to avoid being seen through by experts, and said to Yang Yuhuan: "These are broken cultural treasures. Look at the penholder. It still has talent. Although it is only half of it, it is still worth two hundred taels of silver. It should not be displayed." Here. This store should be newly opened, otherwise it would be better to choose a larger store and place such valuable things one by one instead of putting them together in a hurry. "

At this time, a middle-aged man smiled and extended his thumb and said: "This scholar has good eyesight! Several merchants from our county came to Yuhai City to do business together. They have only been here for less than a month. This is also the first time. Yinlong Pavilion is indeed in a hurry. Since Xiucai is an expert and will not insult the treasure, I will give you a 10% discount on the first one you buy!”

Fang Yun took advantage of the situation and smiled: "You said so, I must choose one, otherwise it will be a waste of the store's sincerity."

The two smiled politely, Fang Yun put Nunu on his shoulders, lowered his head and rummaged for things in the large square box, picking them up one by one and looking at them. Occasionally, he would ask the store for the price, even bargain, and choose one that was valuable for collection. The small stone carvings are no different from normal shopping.

After touching more than a dozen pieces, Fang Yun came across a piece of animal skin and had to put it aside.

At the same time, Nunu's little paws pressed hard on his shoulders.

Fang Yun immediately took the animal skin and observed it carefully. The animal skin was pure black and extremely thick, about an inch thick. It was more like a mat than skin.

The fur of the animal hide is very short, less than half an inch high, does not irritate the hands, and is very comfortable to touch. This fur is obviously very old, but it looks very new at the same time. There are three drops of dried blood on it. It should be black, but it is bright red, giving people a weird feeling of being out of time, very much like a fake.

Although Fang Yun doesn't have much experience in collecting, he has read many miscellaneous books and has a good understanding of the beasts of the demon and barbarian tribes. It is impossible for the known demon beasts to have such fur.

This animal skin is only about the size of a palm, which is the only flaw. The animal skin must be larger to be useful. A palm-sized animal skin can only be used as a rag, which is difficult to use and confirm its origin. The collection value is greatly reduced.

Fang Yun didn't want any accidents to happen, and he had made sufficient preparations before. He picked up the skin and asked, "Seller, how much does this skin cost?"

The shopkeeper didn't have any doubt, he stretched out his hand and spread his fingers.

"Oh? Five taels?"

The shopkeeper immediately said: "Young Master is joking, it's five hundred taels."

"Okay, this thing is mine! Sister Yuhuan, give him the money!" Fang Yun immediately grabbed the animal skin.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw it, he realized that Fang Yun had found something good. The actual value must be far more than five hundred taels. A look of pain appeared on his face. He hesitated for a moment and said: "Five hundred taels is five hundred! If the young master becomes prosperous in the future, don't forget it." Come to our shop more often. This is the famous thorn of our shop." He handed over a thinly ground bamboo slice.

Fang Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be too stupid to bargain again at this time. He agreed and paid in one go. According to the law, this thing already belonged to him. In case something went wrong during the bargaining process, the other party raised the price or waited. Selling at a lower price will be a bad thing.

"Since the store has a treasure that I like, I will naturally go there often." Fang Yun imitated the store and called it a treasure, and took the famous bamboo piece with a smile. After a closer look, the famous bamboo slip was actually a business card. It has been popular since the Han Dynasty. The so-called "Pay a visit" and "pay a visit" are actually similar to famous thorns. However, most scholars write greeting cards in their own hand to show their solemnity, while merchants like to mass-produce bamboo name thorns that are not easy to break.

Fang Yun quickly put the animal skin into his pocket to avoid letting anyone see it.

At the same time, three people suddenly came in at the door. One of them happened to see Fang Yun taking away the animal skin. After thinking for a moment, the look of regret on his face disappeared quickly. He walked over quickly and said with a smile: "This scholar, Are you willing to change hands with that fur just now?”

Fang Yun looked at this man carefully. He was a very ordinary middle-aged man with a smile and clear eyes. He had a mustache on his chin and his clothes looked extremely old-fashioned. His left hand was behind his back, then dropped to his side, with nothing in his hand.

Fang Yun recalled carefully, and vaguely remembered that a small piece of wood appeared in the man's hand. The small piece of wood was obviously very ordinary, but he felt a strange power imprinted in his mind, and the Qishu world moved slightly, and the shadow of the piece of wood appeared and then disappeared. not see.

When the man walked over, Nunu's snow-white fox fur exploded, her four little paws grabbed Fang Yun's clothes hard, and she looked at the man's left sleeve with vigilance.

Fang Yun stroked Nunu while looking at the man with a smile and did not answer.

The man glanced at Nunu in surprise, and seeing Fang Yun's expression, he sighed softly and said: "I'm afraid you don't know that thing, and you don't even know its use. Why don't you give it to me? Whatever you need, I'll do my best. satisfy."

Fang Yun shook his head gently.

The man came over and whispered: "A Jinshi cultural treasure, no more."

Fang Yun also whispered: "You are obviously looking for furs that you have never seen before. Except for those people from the famous semi-saint families, no one can do it. If you want it, you can, but you must get it Wenbao of equal value."

The man was silent for a moment and said: "I don't know the true value of this thing. I just speculate that it is very high, but I can't tell whether it can be used. A great scholar's cultural treasure is my limit."

Fang Yun was secretly happy in his heart. He didn't expect that the value of this fur was so high. Even two dragon horns combined could not compare to a bachelor's treasure. But according to this person, if this fur was useful, its value would still be as high as a bachelor's treasure. Above the treasure.

Nunu pressed Fang Yun's shoulder with her paw, indicating to him that the price was low.

Fang Yun naturally understood and said: "Too low."

The man sighed and moved his left sleeve slightly.

Nunu immediately widened his eyes.

The man said: "Since we have met, I would like to advise you that it is best to bring this fur with you when you enter the Holy Ruins. Alas..." The man turned around and left with great regret, while the two people following him gave Fang Yun a fierce look.

The three people walked, changing their appearance silently, leaving Yinlong Pavilion, and finally came to a secluded teahouse.

"You seem to know him?"

"The first show in the ten countries will bring good luck." The leader picked up the teacup and drank tea slowly.

"He has just become famous. Why can't he find a way to get that thing? Just give up after eight years of hard work? Otherwise, Meng Lintang..."

"Our Ji family has always gone with the flow, never upstream! Since it belongs to him, it belongs to him. Let us form a good relationship today so that we can meet each other easily in the future."

"Wouldn't it be that Third Young Master's trip to the Holy Ruins will come back empty-handed?"

"Not necessarily. Maybe it's our Ji family's blessing that we can't do it today! The "Han Xin Three Chapters" that Meng Lin Tang snatched away the Han family and the Zhang family are in control. They will definitely find ways to enter the Holy Ruins. Our Ji family will definitely lose in a head-on confrontation with them. , but the luck is different if you hold that fur.”

"Why is he different?"

"I can't figure anything out about him."

In Yinlong Pavilion, a voice appeared in Fang Yun's ears.

"I'll help you kill people, can you give me the fur?"

Fang Yun burst out laughing. The Whale King was also eyeing this thing. At the same time, he became more and more interested in the fur. He was able to hide it from the Whale King. If Nunu hadn't passed by, he would have gotten it.

Fang Yun didn't answer, and the Whale King added: "The old guy said that our Dragon Palace doesn't owe anything to others. There should be what you want in 'Wenyouxuan'. As for whether you can choose it, it depends on your own ability."