Portable Museum

After receiving Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine skills, Zhang Junping felt that although he was not as good as those masters of traditional Chinese medicine, he was still a little better than the average young attending physician.

In line with the concept of being more talented than one, Zhang Junping then absorbed all other skills.

I don't know how many years passed in the dream before Zhang Junping woke up.

It took a while to adapt to the knowledge that appeared in my mind.

At this time, Zhang Junping's whole aura has undergone a huge change, the aura is more stable and introverted, exuding a sense of elegance from the inside out.

This is the spirit of poetry and calligraphy in the abdomen.

Zhang Junping is now regarded as an elite of Chinese studies, and he is familiar with Shi Ziji.

After absorbing the skills, Zhang Junping did not leave in a hurry, and began to check the materials in the museum space again.

At that time, I made a zero-yuan purchase in the bird market on impulse.

It was great at the time, but after the fun was over, there were too many troubles to deal with.

But Zhang Junping didn't regret it at all, and if he was given another chance, he would do it again.

Although I have some ideas about how to deal with the materials in the space, it will take time.

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It was the first time to visit Syracuse in two lifetimes.

Today, Syracuse is somewhat down and out.

However, Syracuse was a very prosperous city back then.

Because it is adjacent to the double-headed eagle, there were many double-headed eagle people living and doing business in Syracuse in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China.

Therefore, industry and trade in Syracuse were very prosperous in the past, although from the perspective of later generations, this kind of prosperity is a shame.

Just like a piece of fat, a bunch of flies are found, it looks very lively, but for the fat, it is a disaster.

But in any case, it used to be very lively, prosperous, and the business atmosphere was very strong.

The industrial base is also more solid than other cities.

Even now, there are still many double-headed eagles living in Syracuse.

They have already naturalized in China and become a minority in China, the double-headed eagle tribe.

Although they look strange, they all have authentic eastern accents.

Zhang Junping was riding a bicycle, wandering aimlessly on the streets of Syracuse.

After wandering around, Zhang Junping came to a market.

This is also a pigeon city.

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

Although there is no reform and opening up, in fact, all places have adopted a tacit attitude towards this kind of pigeon market.

Farmers are allowed to sell their own agricultural and sideline products in Pigeon City by default.

As long as it is not buying and selling, the market management department will not pursue it.

Therefore, there are many farmers in the market here, selling their own eggs, vegetables grown by themselves, or river fish picked and caught by themselves.

Pushing his bicycle, Zhang Junping walked around the pigeon market, and when he saw something he liked, he bought it directly.

After a while, two baskets were hung on the handlebars, and the baskets were full of things.

The basket was also bought at Pigeon Market, a basket made of wicker.

Zhang Junping didn't just buy them blindly, they were all local specialties such as Hericium erinaceus, dried sausage, and tobacco leaves.

Syracuse's tobacco leaves are very famous. Although Zhang Junping doesn't smoke himself, he can give them to others.

"How do you sell this honey?" Zhang Junping stood still and asked a middle-aged woman who was buying honey.

"Big brother, isn't he from our scorpion? This is the best linden tree honey in our scorpion. My man cut it back from the mountains." The middle-aged woman first emphasized the type of honey.

"Well, it's a good honey, how much is it?" Zhang Junping smiled, didn't say anything else, just continued to ask the price.

Just now, the middle-aged woman's words revealed that she did not pick honey from her own family, but collected it from a farm and sold it.

However, this honey is indeed good honey, white flowers, it looks very attractive.

"One piece and two!" The middle-aged woman simply quoted a price.

"Sister, your price is a bit high! The best white sugar is only [-] cents, and you want one yuan and two, which is too high!"

"White sugar is [-] cents, but you need a ticket. I don't want a ticket."

"It's cheaper, one piece, I want it all!" Zhang Junping squatted down, reached out to touch the jar of honey, and said with a smile.

"You want them all? I weigh more than ten catties!"

"Don't say more than ten catties, if you are a hundred catties, I will take it all!

I'm here on a business trip to our city, and I don't want to bring home some special products from our city. "Zhang Junping pointed to the basket on his handlebar and said with a smile.

"I think the big brother is also a real person, one piece, one piece, no less!"

"That's all you have?"

"There are some more, just wait a moment!" The middle-aged woman stood up and looked around for a while, then squatted down and said to Zhang Junping: "I only have one jar here, if you want more, you have to go with me to another place ..."

The meaning is obvious, you want a lot, this place is not safe, go to other places to trade, do you dare to go.

"Okay, big sister! You lead the way ahead!" Zhang Junping was bold and bold, and he was not afraid of the other party playing tricks at all.

Zhang Junping and the middle-aged woman made a few turns, turned a few streets, and arrived at the gate of a courtyard in the suburbs of Syracuse.

The middle-aged woman opened the courtyard door, "Brother, this is my house, come in!"

"Okay!" Zhang Junping smiled and pushed the bicycle into the yard.

Zhang Junping had just parked his bicycle when the courtyard door creaked shut.

"Outsider, you are quite courageous." Four or five men came out of the room at this time, one of them looked at Zhang Junping and laughed.

"It's okay! I'm used to traveling around, and I've seen a lot of good and bad people, that's all.

After all, this world is still the world of the Communist Party.What's there to be afraid of? Zhang Junping looked at the middle-aged man indifferently and said with a smile.

"Okay! You are so brave! Judging by your attire, you must have a lot of money in your hand?" The middle-aged man stared at Zhang Junping for a while, then he laughed and asked.

"It's okay! A poor family has a rich road, so money is a must when you go out." Zhang Junping nodded flatly.

Chapter 1: Lightning and Five Whips

"Brother, how many of you are on a tight budget these days, how many do you support?" The middle-aged man waved his hand.

The five young men following behind the middle-aged man took out their knives and gestured at Zhang Junping.

"Hehe! It's easy to talk about lack of money. If you bring something, I'm satisfied. I'll give you money, isn't it better than you holding knives and gesticulating here?" Zhang Jun smiled plainly.

"I don't know what you rely on, and it doesn't matter what party you are.

When you enter this yard, it's the dragon that you coil up for me, and it's the tiger that you lie on your stomach. "The middle-aged man said viciously.

"If you want me to lie cross-legged or lying on my stomach, I'm afraid I can't do it with these broken knives!" Zhang Junping smiled and shook his head.

"Since you are stubborn, then don't blame me for being rude, Zhu Zi will give him some blood." The middle-aged man ordered to a young man.

"Boy, don't blame me for being dirty, just blame you for not knowing how to praise!" The young man named Zhuzi rushed to Zhang Junping, slashed at Zhang Junping's shoulder with a grinning smile.

Zhang Junping dodged sideways, then hit Zhu Zhu's arm with a knife, and then a lightning whip hit Zhu Zhu's face, sending Zhu flying four or five meters away.

In the end, he passed out directly.

"Good boy, no wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out to be Lian Jiazi.

One piece, made him! The middle-aged man was taken aback, and loudly ordered the others to join him.

Zhang Junping stepped forward quickly, kicked one of them flying, and then Lightning whipped five consecutive whips left and right, sending them flying.

Not to mention, this lightning five consecutive whips is really easy to use.

Zhang Junping suddenly felt a chill in his back, he swooped sideways and rolled to the side.

"boom!"

A gunshot followed.

The middle-aged man held a double-barreled shotgun, pointed at Zhang Junping, and said with a ferocious face: "Boy, aren't you good at shooting? Let me see if you shoot another one!"

Looking at the shotgun in the middle-aged man's hand, Zhang Junping broke out in a cold sweat.

Thanks to the shot just now that shot into the sky, otherwise he would have been miserable.

Shotguns are shotguns, one shot at a time.

"Do you think your gun is faster, or mine?" Zhang Junping pulled out a Makarov pistol, pointed at the middle-aged man and asked with a smile.

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man's complexion changed several times, and he finally asked.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to bet on who was the quickest. His gun might not be able to kill someone, but the opponent's gun would definitely kill someone.

"A person who passed by Syracuse on a business trip and wanted to buy some souvenirs." Zhang Junping said yes, then flipped his hand, and another gun appeared in his hand, pointing at the five young people on the ground, "Don't move, Otherwise, it is easy to cause misunderstandings, and if the gun goes off, everyone will not look good."

The five young men, who were pointed at with a gun by Zhang Junping, were so frightened that their heads were sweating profusely, lying on the ground and not daring to move.

After a stalemate for a while, the middle-aged man put away his gun and asked, "Do you want more honey?"

"Yes! As much as you want!" Zhang Junping smiled.

"Do you want a mallet?"

"If you want big goods, just forget about the sticks!"

"The tiger bone, do you want the tiger whip?"

"want!"

"You still dare to do business with me?" The middle-aged man was a little surprised and asked with disbelief.

After all, whoever encounters such a thing, the first reaction should be to kill the other party, or report to the police.

"Hehe, you didn't kill me, I'm still alive, so I will do business with you, as long as the price is fair." Zhang Junping laughed.

"Okay! Distinguished guest, please come in, let's talk in the room!" The middle-aged man bent over and invited Zhang Junping into the room very respectfully.

Zhang Junping was not polite to him, and walked directly into the room.

After entering, Zhang Junping glanced at it, went straight to the main seat, sat down, and slapped the pistol on the table.

Looking at the middle-aged man who followed, he said calmly, "Take out your things and have a look!"

It seemed that the fight just now and the confrontation with guns never happened.

"Okay, wait a moment!" The middle-aged man politely agreed, and then rushed in and five people winked.

After a while, several young people who followed the middle-aged man moved out six green jars from the side room.

Zhang Junping got up, walked to the side of the jar, opened the lid on the jar, held the jar with his hands, and took a look inside.

They are all high-quality linden tree honey, the crystallization of white flowers, which looks very authentic.

"Yes, I want all of these!" Zhang Junping nodded and said to the middle-aged man: "However, how about this jar as a gift?

Otherwise, I'm not a big deal! "

The middle-aged man just wanted to send Zhang Junping away as soon as possible, and said bluntly, "Small, my jar of honey is twenty catties, you can give me 22 yuan, and the jar is considered a gift."

"You said just now that there are still tiger bones and tiger whips? I don't know if there are tiger skins?" Zhang Junping suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and asked softly while looking at the middle-aged man.

"Yes, tiger skin, tiger bone, tiger whip, a complete set." The middle-aged man winked at the person behind him again.

Several young people entered the inner room, and came out with things after a while.

Seeing the things in several people's hands, Zhang Junping couldn't help standing up from his chair in his current state of mind.

I rely on this group of dogs, how many tigers have I suffered?

Five people, each holding a tiger skin in his hand.

Then I thought, no!

It is true that there are tigers here in Syracuse, but there are not so many of them.