Yang Xiuwen didn't expect that even a small night market could find something missing. He simply used his clairvoyance to check all the stalls.

After searching for a few more jade plaques and missing nothing, I walked towards the north end of the night market.

When he saw Cao Guoqing, he was holding a small turtle in his hand. When his heavenly eye scanned it, it turned out to be a gilded turtle.

Knowing that it was fifty, he gave Cao Guoqing a thumbs up and said, "Okay, Brother Cao, I missed it, you're lucky."

Cao Guoqing laughed proudly.

Back home, Yang Xiuwen took out the tools for digging the grave, a small wooden knife, and a small brush, and placed the copper coins and the inch Buddha on the coffee table.

First, pick up the Buddha statue and look at it carefully. It is a typical palace style of Yongxuannian in the Ming Dynasty.

Huang Wealth God is one of the five Gods of Wealth supported by major sects of Tibetan Buddhism, and is the first of all Gods of Wealth.

It has widespread belief in Tibetan areas, and it means eliminating poverty in the six realms, increasing wealth and longevity.

This God of Wealth wears a flower crown on his head, has a square face, erect eyebrows and wide eyes, a solemn expression, broad shoulders, a big belly and a round waist.

There is a treasure belt around the waist, a rosary in the left hand, a treasure spitting mouse on the crook of the arm, and a Mani treasure in the right hand.

The most special one is the four treasure bottles under the body, which means that treasures are constantly falling on the lotus platform, symbolizing wealth coming from all directions.

He picked up a soft cloth and gently wiped the Buddha's body, and soon the golden color was revealed. This was a big leak.

Put the God of Wealth down gently, pick up the wooden knife and start cleaning the copper coins. The copper coins were very tightly stuck together.

After about twenty minutes, eighteen copper coins were neatly placed on the coffee table. Yang Xiuwen breathed a sigh of relief and cleaned off the dirt and rust residue on the coffee table.

He sat down again and started sweeping the brush one by one, Xianfeng Tongbao, Guangxu Tongbao...

Suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and the word "Zhenku" appeared in front of him. He slowly turned it over and read, "Made by Baoyuan Bureau."

This is the town treasury coin of the Qing Dynasty. Strictly speaking, the town treasury coin is not a currency in circulation, but a kind of currency used to relieve disasters, ward off evil spirits, and worship gods. It has been recorded in all dynasties and is a treasure among money.

Yang Xiuwen glanced at the remaining copper coins, and there were no more.

Then he knocked his head again and said, "How dare you think about it. I want another one."

He carefully put the treasure house and the statue of the God of Wealth away separately, and wiped the coffee table clean. Everything was in order, and his mood calmed down.

I looked up at the clock on the wall. It was eleven o'clock and it was time to practice.

In the early morning, master Chen Zhiwu checked Yang Xiuwen's stance and expressed satisfaction. It seemed that his apprentice had not been lazy these days.

In fact, Yang Xiuwen was not lazy during the archaeological period. He practiced every night in a temporary tent, ran in the morning, and then stood up, rain or shine.

Chen Zhiwu said, "Xiu Wen, starting from today, I will teach you boxing and kicking skills. From now on, you will stand for half an hour and box for half an hour every day." After saying this, he punched you again.

Yang Xiuwen read it carefully, replayed it in his mind, and started practicing.

Chen Zhiwu's eyes almost dropped to the ground, and he said in his heart, I have accepted a fucking monster apprentice! I just beat him once, and he learned it perfectly.

He stepped forward, made slight corrections to Yang Xiuwen's movements, and then asked him to practice for half an hour.

After practicing boxing, Yang Xiuwen reported to the master about his work experience during this period, and also wanted to ask the master to support the opening of the store. Chen Zhiwu readily agreed.

The store has been renovated, and Cao Guoqing has been working on renewing his business license these two days.

The original cement steps were paved with solid wood, beige, and the door was replaced with a hollow double-opening mahogany color inlaid with transparent glass. False eaves and glazed eaves were added to the door.

There is a black plaque under the eaves, with gilt patterns on the edge, and the running script "Wenxuan Pavilion" in the middle, which is full of ancient charm.

There is a small counter next to the stairs on the first floor. The entire Duobao Pavilion is on the wall, with the sofa and coffee table in the middle. There is a new Kung Fu tea set on the coffee table, and a pot of green plants is placed in the corner.

The second floor also has solid wood floors and a large desk with the Four Treasures of Literature on it.

There are two armchairs opposite and to the side of the desk. There is a low table between the chairs and several pots of green plants to complement it. It is full of book smell.

After reading it, Yang Xiuwen was not only satisfied but also moved. He had not done anything for his master, but his master had done too much for him.

The second floor of Wenbaozhai.

Yang Xiuwen said to Zhou Xingwen, "Master, I went to see the shop. It's perfect. Your vision is amazing. If you go to the decoration industry, this is the one." He gave a thumbs up.

Zhou Xingwen pointed at him with a smile and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. You're good at flattering me. I haven't used up the decoration money you gave me. I'll take it back with the two money I spent to buy antiques."

Yang Xiuwen asked again, "Master, what should I prepare for the opening of the store? Besides, I don't have many friends, just you two masters."

week

Hang it in your shop."
Chapter completed!