Chapter Fourteen I Still Don't Understand You

  Xuan Qi spent 6,888 yuan to take down that Ming dynasty jade plaque. However, this was not his goal; spending money on this was mainly to test the waters.

  Xuan Qi played with the jade token in his hand and said casually, "Boss, what did you mean by 'come back another day'? You have such a big store, but there's only this little merchandise? Don't you have any precious items or treasures?"

  Although earning less, it's still business, and the boss is all smiles:

  "What can you do? With just this little thing, aren't you going to go catch the northwest wind? Young man, it's your first time here and you don't understand the local situation. If you really want to buy good things, you have to come during the ghost market time. Otherwise, it's really hard to find satisfactory things."

  Xuan Qi's eyes widened slightly: "Ghost Market?"

  He really never stopped talking about this thing.

  "Yes, the local ghost market is on Saturday and Sunday, which is in two days. Come over at 4 or 5 am tomorrow morning, and you'll definitely find something that suits your taste."

  Only then did he understand that genuine buyers rarely came to buy things in broad daylight.

  Ordinary antique streets, the stalls are basically empty, no business, some are just fake goods, counterfeit goods and defective products, also known as "garbage" in the old collector's mouth.

  It's only in the ghost market, that is, on weekends, that it's really trading time. The dealers will also flock to these two days, and antique merchants and stall owners will bring out their real treasures. Some businesses even choose specific time periods, such as between 4:00 and 6:00 in the morning.

  It's called "Ghost Market" because it was a saying passed down from the old society. At that time, the market opened very early, before dawn, and both buyers and sellers began to move around like ghosts. With lanterns or flashlights, they looked like "ghost fires" in the distance, which is how the name "Ghost Market" came about.

  Why so early? Mainly because the things traded on "Ghost Market" are mostly unclear and suspicious, many of which were stolen by grave robbers from tombs and cannot be exposed to light, so they choose to trade in dim light.

  After listening to the boss's explanation, Xuan Qi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that all the way here, the small vendors were so arrogant and had an attitude of loving to reason or not. It turned out that there was such a principle behind this.

  It seems like I can only stay here for one night, and come back again at dawn tomorrow.

  Xuanqi then called the village chief's family and asked them to help tell Grandpa that he would be staying overnight at a classmate's house tonight and returning tomorrow.

  Xuan Qi first went to the bank to withdraw 100,000 yuan in cash, didn't return to school, and directly found a small hotel near the antique street to stay. He didn't go out and stayed in his room reading a book about human acupoints and meridians that he had brought with him. This book was not an ancient book, but a compilation of traditional Chinese medicine published just two years ago, which introduced the meridians and acupoints in great detail, with illustrations and text.

  Many mysterious skills of the Xuanmen have developed to this day, and only traditional Chinese medicine has the highest recognition. Although it has gradually declined in recent years, it still coexists with Western medicine, and ordinary people also know about its existence.

  Xuan Qi now has his Heavenly Eye opened, possessing the ability of inner vision. Learning these contents with this ability will have twice the effect with half the effort. He usually reads a part of the book first, then uses his inner vision to carefully observe the structure within his own body, verifying it one by one with the content in the book. When he encounters something he can't understand, he would conveniently ask Old Turtle who has verbal diarrhea.

  His learning efficiency is extremely high, and he can basically understand and remember these things at once. This has a lot to do with his body being modified, as the energy not only enhances his sensory abilities but also makes his brain smarter.

  That night, Xuan Qi did not sleep at all and mastered all the contents of this book before 4 am.

  After washing up briefly, he set off for Antique Street.

  The boss of the Yubao Pavilion had obviously not fooled him, as when he arrived at Antique Street, it was unexpectedly bustling with activity. Not only were all the shops open for business early, but even the street vendors on the side of the road were packed to capacity, and there were many more items on display than before.

  Xuan Qi's eyes moved swiftly, scanning the surroundings. The world in his field of vision was completely different from what it had been during peacetime. Various colored halos floated before his eyes, giving him a feeling as if he had arrived at an immortal realm.

  What Xuan Qi was looking for was the Five-Colored Stone, a jade stone with the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. He had already inquired about the details of these jade stones from Lao Ding earlier, so this time it was very targeted.

  In front of a street stall, Xuan Qi saw a piece of jade emitting a large amount of white light, but the color was not pure and its volume was slightly larger than an egg.

  The old man said: "This piece of gold attribute jade is barely enough."

  Xuan Qi and the stall owner began haggling over the price, eventually settling on 400 yuan.

  The purity of this jade is ordinary, and it still looks like there are many impurities. If it weren't for its relatively large volume, it wouldn't be worth this price at all. However, when Xuan Qi buys jade, he doesn't look at its appearance, but rather the spiritual energy contained within.

  Next, Xuan Qi bought a string of Burmese jade with wood properties, Hetian ink jade with water properties, and Kunlun yellow jade with earth properties. The quality looked average, with some impurities and defects, otherwise, the money he had wouldn't be enough.

  The last piece of fire attribute jade was found by Xuan Qi after half a day, after all, the red jade was really too rare, and several bosses were asked, saying that they didn't have it, and also didn't know who had it.

  It's no wonder that red jade is extremely rare and many people have never even seen it, thinking that it doesn't exist at all.

  However, after asking several more senior bosses, some people have heard of it and said that they might be able to find it in Liuli Factory on the outskirts of Beijing, saying that they had seen it there before.

  But Xuan Qi doesn't have time to run to the capital now?

  He didn't give up and even walked through all the stalls on Antique Street, but still couldn't find a piece of jade with red color.

  "Lao Ding, does this Red Jade really exist?" Lian Xuanqi himself was also somewhat skeptical.

  "Nonsense! Hongyu is considered a symbol of good fortune, an auspicious color that only noble families can wear. This is just a small, out-of-the-way city, it's understandable if you can't find any."

  Xuan Qi had already given up completely, but just as he was about to leave, he received an important message from the owner of an antique shop: the provincial city's antique market could find Hong Yu, because he had seen it there before.

  Xuan Qi was overjoyed and thanked his boss before hastily rushing to the provincial city of Xiao Xiang in Nan Xiang Province.

  He is now in Xiangling City, which is a county-level city in South Xiang Province. It's not far from Xiaoxiang City. The current highway is well-connected and it only takes about an hour to drive here.

  At the same time, in a private luxury club called "Baicao Garden" on the south bank of Xiangxiang City, an old man held a delicate wooden box and walked forward slowly under the guidance of a servant. Behind him was a naturally beautiful girl who was now wide-eyed with curiosity, looking around.

  The girl was Su Mengxue whom Xuan Qi met in Bao Ta Village, and the one walking ahead of her was his grandfather, Su Binglin.

  Su Mengxue came from Hangzhou, also known as the "Paradise on Earth", a city famous for its Jiangnan gardens. Despite this, she was still surprised by her surroundings. She had never thought that there would be such a secluded place here, not only vast in size and astonishingly green, but also with an extraordinary design layout everywhere. Moreover, along the way, she saw more than ten rare Chinese herbal medicines that were as precious as diamonds to ordinary people, yet they were scattered around like weeds.

  Su Mengxue was secretly guessing the identity of the host here, her grandfather only said to bring her to see someone, and didn't say much else. From the surrounding environment and her grandfather's attitude, it was clear that the person they were visiting was not ordinary.

  Finally, they arrived at a garden where Su Mingxue saw more precious herbs. An old man dressed as a farmer was working in the field, wearing a straw hat on his head.

  As soon as she stepped into the garden, Su Mingxue clearly felt that the air in this garden was exceptionally fresh, making her involuntarily take a deep breath, and suddenly feeling refreshed and invigorated, as if her whole body had become lighter.

  "Xue Lao Ge, at such an old age, you're still busy in the fields!" Su Binglun shouted loudly before he even approached him.

  Su Binglun was going to visit an old man dressed as a farmer, whose name was Xue Tiannan.

  Xue Tiannan, who was busy, stood up and saw the person coming, with a silly smile on his face, and grabbed the grass hat down.

  "Su, little brother, you're here so soon? No way, I was born to be a hard worker, can't stay idle."

  Two people met and burst out laughing, without shaking hands, but instead gave each other a warm hug like Westerners.

  "Xue old brother, you're really getting younger as you get older! This garden is truly a great place, just taking a few breaths in here makes me feel like I'm several years younger, it's enviable!"

  Xue Tiannan smiled and said: "Su younger brother, if you like it, you can also move here to live for a long time."

  Su Binglin shook his head and said, "I'd like to too, but unfortunately, I still can't put my mind at ease about family matters. I have to keep an eye on them! Little brother isn't as lucky as older brother, the younger generation is all talented and promising, not as good as older brother!"

  "You're reluctant to leave the outside world, aren't you? I don't know you well yet!" Xue Lao said bluntly.

  Su Binglun's face turned red, and he didn't continue the topic. Instead, he said: "When I came to Nanxiang, I found something good in a village below, can you help me take a look?"

  After he finished speaking, he opened the wooden box in his hand and revealed the Qinghua porcelain octagonal vase inside.

  "Huh?"

  Xue Laozi took a look and suddenly let out a soft cry, immediately snatching the bottle into his hand to examine it carefully.

  This bottle is really too familiar, because he also has a identical bottle in his hand, if it wasn't for the fact that Su Binglin brought this thing over, he would have suspected that someone had stolen it from him.

  After a long while, the old man with the surname Xue finally spoke up:

  "What a great thing... it's actually from the same kiln, too rare!"

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