antique masters in modern times

Jiuliu is also the title of Jianghu incision, referring to nine kinds of bottom-level livelihoods.Each of these trades has its own unique skills, and a complete and secret inheritance method, which is difficult for ordinary people to know.

Qianmen is the collective name for liars, and there are several types of liars, and they are usually nicknamed by their good deception skills.

There are "reverse leaves" who specialize in fake banknotes to deceive people, "fake cases" who pretend to be policemen to lure people with ulterior motives to take the bait and take the initiative to pay bribes, and think that the "good luck" is actually a "foodie" who meets a fairy dance and is killed by a female swindler to earn a guarantee Insurance", the "demolishing the white party" who gambles and cheats, the "wild monk" who pretends to be a monk and uses a three-inch tongue to swindle and deceive... and so on.

Leaving aside other sects, the Qianmen sect gradually disappeared after the Republic of China experienced measures such as repatriating blind people and rectifying idlers in society.The liars back then either went to jail because of things, or they tucked their tails and behaved honestly.At least in this day and age, there are very few liars in society.

Before Murong Hui came back, he had heard the elders talk about these things, and he knew that with the changes in the current situation, today's young people in Huaxia would not know these stories at all unless they had a strong family background.

Seeing that Yanyou actually saw Weizhi's work, guessing Qianmen from a small incision, he couldn't help being very surprised.The conditioned reflex held him back, wanting to ask for clarification.

The two were so close that they almost even breathed together.Looking at the boy who was half leaning in his arms, who was obviously a head shorter, Murong Hui noticed many details that he had overlooked before.

Just now he just casually looked at the young man a few times, thinking that this man is delicate and thin, nothing special to speak of.Now that I look closely, I find that the young man's face is quite attractive, with thick black and long eyebrows, round and clear pupils, a straight and delicate nose bridge, and light-colored slightly plump lips. I like it more and more.

The only shortcoming of the young man may be that he is too thin, but because of this, he has a delicate and moist taste, coupled with the faint scholarly scent between his brows, his temperament is natural.

Murong Hui's gaze fell on the boy's newly wounded arm.He is not a careful person, on the contrary, he is quite carefree, so naturally he cannot see the recent situation of him being forced to suspend school and work from the faint sunburn on the vest on the boy's shoulders.

He just felt that the young man had suffered so many injuries, even if the wound was not deep, most people would panic when they saw the bleeding.Combined with the embarrassing situation, it is easier to stimulate the weak side.But the young man didn't even frown. From the time he noticed the movement here from a distance, to the time he crossed the crowd to stand up for the young man, the young man always looked calm and peaceful, without any emotional ups and downs of great sorrow and joy.

This kind of calm, this self-restraint, is really rare.Murong Hui practiced martial arts at the age of four, and now it has been fourteen years, and in this situation, he can only barely remain calm.

Tsk, if my uncle is here, I will definitely take the opportunity to preach again, so that I can learn more about the youth's energy-raising skills.

It's a pity that this beautiful lady, how could she know about Qianmen?Is it because I have a lot to do with it, or is there an elder who is a member of a thousand families?

Thinking of this, Murong was discouraged and regretted for no reason, and his hand relaxed a little: "Who is your master?"

While he was looking at Yan You, Yan You was also looking at him.

The distance between the two is too close, Yan You can easily see the brows and eyes of the other party hidden under the brim of the hat from bottom to top.She was surprisingly young, at most eighteen or nine years old.His eyes were not as sophisticated as he had imagined, but rather childlike curiosity and vigor.

There is an old saying that the finishing touch is the finishing touch, which shows how important the eyes are to the creatures in the world.Just from the silhouette before, Yan You guessed that Murong Hui must be very handsome, now seeing the other person's eyebrows and eyes at close range, he only felt that the beauty of this face was far beyond his imagination.Let him lose his mind for a moment.

It wasn't until the wrist restraint was loosened that he came back to his senses.Then, they heard the other party's question.

"I'm not a member of a thousand families. I have a serious job. It's just that I heard it from my elders before, and I wrote it down when I thought it was fun."

While speaking, he felt the same emotion as Murong Hui: It's a pity that such a handsome and rare young man is actually a member of a thousand families.

It was different from Murong Hui's suspicion, because the other party settled the stall owner as soon as he met him, and he blurted out afterwards, which was obviously extremely familiar.With his seasoned demeanor and conversation, Yan You was sure that this person was a descendant of Qianmen, but he didn't know which branch it was?

Hmm, perhaps Qianmen is advancing with the times, and now male liars have also been added to the female liars who used to be "insured".It has to be said that just relying on this person's appearance, he can easily deceive a few women.Seeing that there is no turbidity in his eyes, there should be no human life on his hands. Although his strength is limited, since he met him, he might as well persuade him.If he can listen to it, he can eliminate a few murders.

Murong Hui had no idea what was going on under Yan You's seemingly peaceful expression, and what kind of person he had defined him as.

He didn't find any trace of lying on Yan You's face, and the unreasonable regret in his heart suddenly diminished a lot.Just when he was about to speak, he heard Yanyou say: "Mr. Murong, we met by chance, please forgive me for saying something: the times are different now, and it is also a time of peace, so there is no need to follow suit. With your ability, you can do whatever you want In your early days, I hope you will think about it carefully and make a long-term plan."

After all, unfamiliar, Yan You can only point to the end, and he is quite cautious in his choice of words. He didn't say bluntly, brother, you should reform and turn around.Just gently remind the other party to take a long-term perspective in doing things, and don't continue to follow the old tricks of the past, lest you end up in a life-threatening end.

Murong Hui was confused by the idioms, who was Xiao Gui?What is it?Uncle said that the language of the motherland is extensive and profound, and it is true.I should have read more dictionaries before returning home.

The young man's competitive spirit was at work, even though Murong Hui didn't understand what he said, he still acted as if he was taught to avoid embarrassment: "I know."

Seeing this, Yan You felt very relieved, and felt that his persuasion had probably pulled the young man who was about to stumble back from the edge of the cliff.

He wanted to ask about the compensation again, but suddenly Murong's gray face changed slightly: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

He didn't wait for Yan You to answer, he turned around and squeezed into the crowd with big strides.

Panjiayuan was crowded with people on weekends, no matter how eye-catching his outlandish clothes were, he was submerged in the crowd in no time.

Yan You was a little confused, so he had to ask the stall owner: "What did that Mr. Murong tell you just now? Have you discussed the amount of compensation?"

The money-greedy stall owner had only been beaten by Murong Hui in a low voice before, and knowing that his loss had already been paid for, although he wished to be greedy for more money, he didn't have the guts to play tricks again.No matter how Yanyou asked, he just smiled and said, "Don't mind me, everything is settled, don't worry about it anymore, haha."

While speaking, he quickly put the intact items back into the cardboard boxes, and then wrapped up the pile of debris and put them at the base of the wall, waiting for the sanitation workers to clean them up.With the stall like this, he can't do business today, so he has to buy goods immediately.After tidying up, he pretended not to hear Yan You's inquiry, hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, and walked away shaking his big butt.

Yanyou couldn't stop it.After thinking hard on the spot for a while, he found a reasonable explanation: Murong Hui is a very loyal person, and the person who deliberately bumped into him before was from the same school as him, so even though this matter had nothing to do with him, he still spent money to settle it. over this matter.

He has heard a lot of anecdotes about the world, but he has never made friends with these people.At the moment, I just feel that Murong Hui is very responsible, if we meet again by fate, we can have a deep friendship.

Because the turmoil just now delayed a lot of time, it is now lunch time.Yan You stroked his flat stomach, looked around, walked to the nearest antique shop, and asked the old man who was leaning on the leisure chair and drinking Kung Fu tea: "Mr. Is there a canteen nearby?"

"Over there—young man, I'll take you there. It just so happens that it's time for me to eat." Seeing him coming, the old man threw away the cattail fan and greeted him courteously with flip flops.

"This..." Looking at the old man with strange eyes, Yan You hesitated before agreeing, but secretly raised his vigilance in his heart.

This small suspicion became deeper after arriving at the cafeteria: the old man asked questions along the way, with unusual enthusiasm, and no matter what Yanyou's words were like gold to his questions, he was almost indifferent.After being seated, he ordered several meals out of his own pocket, set up a full table, and greeted him with undiminished enthusiasm: "Young man, come and eat while it's hot, you're welcome."

Seeing Yan You standing still, the old man leaned forward again and asked nervously, "Is it not to your taste? Let's order what you want."

"Old sir." Yan You interrupted him unbearably, "You and I are neither relatives nor relatives, how can I teach you how to spend money?"

Hearing the indifference and precaution in Yanyou's words, the old man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly patted the table and laughed twice: "Haha, young man, you think I'm a bad person. Anyway, I was planning to get close to you before opening my mouth, since So, let's make it clear first: I saw that your craftsmanship in restoring antiques is really excellent, so I want to ask you, would you like to help me in my shop? Please rest assured about the remuneration, I will never humiliate you stunt."