"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, wait for me to finish my words..."

Seeing Fang Yi who had always been very calm, Man Jun couldn't help laughing. That's right. A young man who was less than 20 years old was calm like a man in his forties or fifties. Man Jun had always been unable to see through Fang Yi, and it was not until this moment that he could see Fang Yi's youthful side.

"Brother Man, I'm not in a hurry..."

Fang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "I started drawing talismans at the age of five, and I couldn't make a talisman in one breath until I was fifteen. This is the same as practicing qigong. You can see how easy it is to draw it. In fact, it's five minutes on stage and ten years of hard work off the stage..."

Fang Yi didn't say anything, that is, if you want to successfully produce talismans, there is also a basic condition. This condition is that the person who makes talismans must be an internal master who cultivates true qi. Without this prerequisite, you cannot make Taoist talismans containing spiritual power.

"Brother Fang, then do you think I can buy such a talisman with the money outside?" Manjun asked with a smile on his face.

"I guess I can't buy it..."

Fang Yi shook his head and said, "You may be able to find a blessing in the world of Taoist families, but it is hard to say, because my master said that fewer and fewer people know how to make talismans now, and some Taoist sects have even cut off their inheritance..."

Since he is a Taoist sect, Fang Yi is very familiar with several Taoist sects. There are five sects in modern Taoism, namely Zhengyidao, Quanzhendao, Zhendao, Taiyidao and Jingmingdao, and their inheritances are different.

However, one thing in common is that these Taoist sects are very involved in the secular world, and fewer and fewer people can calm down and study morality and practice Taoism. The old Taoist priest once told Fang Yi that with his current understanding of the Taoist scriptures, it is absolutely no problem to be the head of a Taoist sect.

"That's right? Brother Fang, I can't buy your talisman even if I have money. It's very precious, right? Then why would I have the nerve to collect rent when you live here?" Man Jun said for a long time, but was waiting for Fang Yi here.

"Okay, Brother Man, then I won't mention the rent..."

After hearing what Man Jun said, Fang Yi understood it, but compared with the rent, he didn't know who was at a disadvantage and who took advantage of it, because there was a saying in Buddhism and Taoism, that is, if you believe it, you don't believe it, you won't. Therefore, in the eyes of the world, this talisman can be said to be worth a thousand gold or worthless.

"Hey, I'm talking about you two, you always say the word "money" when you go around here. Isn't it vulgar?"

Seeing that the conversation between the two finally came to an end, the fat man picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, let's go another one. If we practice stalls in Chaotian Palace in the future, Brother Man, you must take more care of him..."

The fat man followed Man Jun to his Chaotian Palace shop. Along the way, he saw many people greeting Man Jun. He knew that he had a good relationship with others. His brothers wanted to gain a foothold in Chaotian Palace, so he might even have to support Boss Man.

"Little fat man, you're saying the wrong thing..."

After hearing the fat man's words, Man Jun smiled and said, "Since you all call me brothers, they are all my brothers. What else do you think of taking care of or not? I will punish you for a glass of wine today..."

"Why is one cup fine enough? At least three cups are fine..." The fat man was worried that he could not find a reason to drink a few more cups. He drank three cups in a row and smacked his lips. He seemed to regret that he didn't say he was fined five cups.

"I can see that, you kid just want to drink wine?" Seeing the fat man's appearance, Man Jun laughed loudly and said, "There is only one bottle of Moutai in 1982, but I still have some new wine. I dare not say anything else today, Moutai is enough!"

Man Jun is still very good at being able to stay in the antique business for so many years and earning a fortune. Just like now, he is a small boss with a net worth of millions. He can drink and chat with a few poor boys who are bare-handed and is not something that ordinary people can do.

Everyone was very happy to drink this wine in the evening, so they basically drank too much. In the end, except for Fang Yi, the three of them suddenly slipped under the table, and Fang Yi carried them into the house and threw them on the bed one by one.

"Let's live here from now on?"

Lying on the newly bought bed, Fang Yi rarely did not meditate and practice martial arts, but stared at the snow-white ceiling, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. It took only three or five days to go down the mountain. Fang Yi encountered much stronger and more psychological impact than being on the mountain for more than ten years.

"Do you want to give me a divination?" Fang Yi thought came to his mind, but then he shook his head. In addition to the hexagram not counting himself, life and death have fate and wealth in heaven. He just needs to follow the will of heaven.

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I was confused and didn't know when I fell asleep, but at five o'clock in the morning, Fang Yi opened his eyes on time, got up and walked to the balcony. There was only one room on the third floor, and the rest was a large platform, which was just enough for Fang Yi to practice on it.

The sun rises in the east and the purple air comes from the east. After absorbing the first ray of purple air coming from the east in the morning, Fang Yi only felt refreshed, especially in the early morning in the city, which gave him a completely different experience, which was a breath of life that could not be experienced on the mountain.

After Fang Yi went to the kitchen to cook a pot of millet porridge, Man Jun and others woke up and drank the porridge with pickles. Man Jun felt so happy. He was thinking about whether he wanted to pay Fang Yi some salary or something. The service was even better than a nanny.

Of course, Boss Man didn't know that Fang Yi had been responsible for three meals a day in the Taoist temple since he was six years old. He had been used to these jobs for a long time, and there was no question of whether it was hard or not.

"Let's go, brothers, I'll take you to the antique market first..."

After breakfast, Man Jun lit a cigarette comfortably and said, "I'll take you to the market management office. You will pay the rent for a month of shops first, and you can set up stalls in the market..."

"Brother Man, don't we know what to sell yet? We'll start setting up stalls so soon?"

After hearing Man Jun's words, Fang Yi and the third brother were stunned. Although they had defined their business as cultural relics, these brothers and others didn't even understand what was in cultural relics. What was selling in this stall?

"Don't worry about these things, Brother Man has already thought about them for you..." Man Jun waved his hand with a smile, stood up and said, "Let's go, let's take you to familiarize yourself with the market first and see if you can occupy a better position..."

The little brother San, who was a little confused by Man Jun, could only follow Man Jun and walk out of the yard toward the heavenly palace.

Chaotian Palace, located in Yecheng Mountain, Neiximen of the Jinling Shui, is the most existing ancient building complex with the highest architectural level, largest area and most complete preservation in Jiangnan. The name of Chaotian Palace was issued by Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and was given the meaning of "worshiping the heavens" and "watching the emperor". It was changed to the Jinling Museum in the late 1970s.

Before you get close to Yecheng Mountain, you can see the towering palace with red walls and green tiles. When you walk closer, the building complex with more than 70,000 square meters looks even more impressive.

"Good, such a large piece of land is just an antique market?"

Although his family moved to Jinling, it was after Sanpao left the countryside as a soldier, so he was not very familiar with Jinling. When he saw the red walls and green tiles, he thought it was an antique market inside.

"Sanpao, don't you know it?" After hearing Sanpao's words, the fat man said with disdain: "It's the Jinling Museum inside, and the antique market is outside. You guy still said that you are from Jinling..."

The fat man was very proud, but he forgot that he rushed straight into the museum when he came the day before yesterday, and didn't even see the words of the Jinling Museum on his head. He kept shouting, "This antique market is the boss." That's not an ordinary embarrassment.

"I haven't been here again..." Sanpao muttered.

"Go to the market..."

Man Jun waved his hand and took a few people to a street outside the museum gate, saying, "This Chaotian Palace was changed to a museum for seven or eight years, but our antique market has been around for a long time. From the late Qing Dynasty to the present, it has been more than a hundred years..."

Man Jun is not bragging about what he said. Chaotiangong Antique Market is a banner in the collection field of Jinling and even the whole country. It is a time-honored brand with Beijing Panjiayuan Liulichang. Its brand origin can be traced back to the middle and late Qing dynasties, and it has a history of more than 100 years.

"By the way, the old director of the Jinling Museum is Mr. Sun..." Man Jun pointed at the Jinling Museum and said, "When Mr. Sun was the director, I was still practicing stalls outside. Fang Yi, if you have time, please contact Mr. Sun more. If you want to do this business, it is better to have a backer..."

Man Jun’s words were not aimless. As long as Sun Lianda said that Fang Yi was his disciple, he would not dare to say anything else, but in the territory of Jinling, no one dared to use a fake to trick Fang Yi.

"Just meet by chance, how can Mr. Sun like me..." Fang Yi smiled bitterly when he heard this. He only realized what status Sun Lianda had in the antique shop when he was drinking and chatting with Man Jun yesterday.

"This is hard to say. I think Mr. Sun likes you very much..." Man Jun smiled and said, "Let's go, there is a market there, and my store is also inside..."

"Brother Man, isn't this place very big?"

After entering the antique market, Fang Yi counted roughly. After adding up to twenty or thirty stores on both sides, there were not as good as setting up street stalls on both sides of the street. Most of the people coming and going were lingering at street stalls, and few people entered the store.

"Who said no..."

After hearing Fang Yi's words, Man Jun nodded and said, "The management here is a bit messy. I heard that this antique market may be moved away in the future. I don't know what the specific situation is, but it shouldn't be able to move for three to five years..."

As an old man in the antique market, Man Jun is still very familiar with the current situation of the Chaotiangong antique market. It was okay in the past few years, but after the collection of antiques became popular in recent years, some people began to resell fakes and fakes on a large scale, making the entire market chaotic and the market management department even more ineffective supervision.

This may take a hundred years to build a reputation, but it may take three days to destroy it. The old players and collectors in the past have rarely come to Chaotian Palace to find bargains, and tourists rarely go to shops to buy things. For example, Manjun's shops can only do some regular customers' business.

"Brother Man, is it so early today?"

"Brother Man, come and smoke a cigarette. These guys are looking at it..."

Man Jun is really popular. As soon as he entered the market, the people who had gotten up early to set up stalls at the market all greeted him.

There are also levels of people who are engaged in antique business. For example, if Manjun can afford to open a shop in the antique market, he is an antique business. However, these people who practice stalls are naturally much lower. When they see Manjun, they always nod and bow.

"These are my little brothers, and they will make a living here in the future. You guys are not allowed to bully them..." Man Jun smiled and greeted those people, and introduced Fang Yi Ge San to them.

"How can you do it? Brother Man, your brother is our brother..." Everyone is a wise man in the antique market. In addition, he doesn't spend any money on his beautiful words. After a few words, he is familiar with him like an old friend.

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