After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 277: The Dawashan Tong Family, the Art of Hunting for Treasures!

Chen Yang then asked, "Is there anything special about this Tong family?"

Qin Zhou seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed slightly, "Not good, the Tong family is good at treasure hunting, if this kid is from the Tong family, could it be that the Huang Jing is something special, and we are losing money by selling it?"

"Hmm? Treasure hunting technique?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows when he heard this. What is the art of treasure hunting?

Qin Zhou said, "The Tong family is as mysterious as the Yang family among the eight meridians. It is said that the people of the Tong family have super senses. It is rumored that they can smell the scent of treasures and even see the light emitted by treasures..."

"Are you kidding me?"

Smelling the scent of treasure is reasonable, but seeing the light of treasure does not sound scientific.

“I don’t know whether the rumor is credible or not, but the Tong family is indeed quite famous in treasure hunting and treasure appraisal. They are rarely seen in Panshan Realm, but once someone from the Tong family shows up, they must be here to hunt for treasure…”

At this point, Qin Zhou paused and said, "Boy, should we call him back? If he is from the Tong family, I'm afraid we will lose money by selling that Polygonatum odoratum."

Chen Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I was just considering whether to close the stall, fearing that someone would come to me to return the goods, but now I am thinking about finding the person again.

Sure enough, human nature is so greedy.

Chen Yang said, "Didn't you say that you won't recognize me once I leave your hand?"

Once the money and goods are paid, they will not be acknowledged after they are handed over. This is the rule of the exchange meeting.

Chen Yang had identified that Polygonatum sibiricum using the system, and it was just a century-old medicinal herb that had not yet become popular. It could be sold for two or three million at most. The other party offered five million, which was already a huge premium.

In other words, unless the system makes a mistake in identification, but obviously the probability of this happening is extremely small, almost zero.

Of course, if someone really picked up a bargain, that’s their ability. It’s sold and there’s nothing to say.

Qinzhou's face trembled.

Of course he understood this logic. Since Chen Yang didn't take it seriously, he had nothing to say.

As time went by, more and more people went to the toilet, and more and more people came to patronize Qinzhou's stall.

……

Chen Yang then took Huang Ying and Zhang Yanan with him, and the three of them left the booth and went to visit the exhibition.

There are hundreds of stalls of all sizes in the street stall area, all of which are run by people from Panshan who have come from all over the country. There are many people coming and going.

Exotic flowers and plants, antique stones...

Spiritual weapons, spiritual medicines, spiritual beasts and spiritual insects...

They are all things that were dug out from the mountains. They are varied, strange and all kinds of things.

Of course, there are real and fake ones. This business makes huge profits, so naturally there are many people who cheat. The organizer is not responsible for the identification, so whether you will be cheated or not depends entirely on your personal eyesight.

Huang Ying and her friends were shopping like they were at a flea market, finding everything new and interesting. Occasionally they would see one or two items they liked, but when they went up to ask the price, they would immediately be speechless.

A random blade of grass can cost as little as 300,000 to 500,000 yuan, or as much as 300,000 to 500,000 yuan.

I don’t know if it’s really worth that much or if these people are asking for an exorbitant price.

Zhang Yanan seemed to understand a little bit why they looked at her like that when she said she wanted to borrow Old Man Qin's stall to sell sweet-skinned duck the day before yesterday.

Here, an ordinary blade of grass can easily fetch tens of thousands of yuan. How many sweet-skinned ducks would you have to sell to earn that much?
This is it, and it’s still a street stall area, selling so-called street stall goods.

The two girls found everything new to them, but after walking around for half a circle, Chen Yang seemed to lose interest.

Originally, he was thinking about whether there were any bargains he could pick up. He had a system that could help identify them to a certain extent.

But the fact is, after walking half way around, there was nothing that I liked at all.

It’s not that he doesn’t have good things. There will certainly be no shortage of good things at this kind of exchange meeting, but Chen Yang now has a high vision. Ordinary things are too useless to him and are not of much use at all.

He couldn't possibly spend a lot of money to buy a bunch of useless things to use as decorations, right?

In the corner, in front of a stall, Chen Yang stopped.

He saw a familiar figure.

Fatty, the fat guy who bought his Polygonatum.

He was squatting in front of the stall, holding a long string in his hand, studying it carefully.

The stall owner was a monk in his fifties. Judging from his attire, he should be a follower of Northern Xinjiang Tantric Buddhism, with a typical highland red on his face.

The monk sat there, without any movement, holding a book in his hand, reading as if no one was around.

"Boss, how much does this cost?"

The fat man pondered for a while, then looked up and said to the stall owner.

The stall owner said, "It's not about money, it's about fate. If you bring treasures to exchange for it and I like it, then it's fate."

Bartering is very common at exchanges.

Not everyone values ​​money, and the value of many treasures cannot be measured by money.

The fat man didn't say much. He just opened his backpack, took out a box from it and placed it in front of the stall owner.

The box was opened, and inside was a plant of Polygonatum sibiricum.

"Isn't this the guy who bought Polygonatum from us?"

Huang Ying pulled Chen Yang's arm and recognized the fat man at a glance. The Polygonatum odoratum in the fat man's hand was the one he had just bought from them.

Chen Yang nodded slightly.

His eyes fell on the fat young man's hand.

……

Item: Kabala bracelet.

Introduction: Made from the brow bones of ordinary monks of the Northern Xinjiang Tantric Buddhism, it contains spiritual power and has a certain beneficial effect on the spiritual cultivation of the wearer.

……

When it comes to item identification, the system is sometimes effective and sometimes not. Sometimes it gives him an answer, but other times it is very cold.

Seeing the information given by the system, Chen Yang's eyes moved slightly.

Kabala.

This thing comes from northern Xinjiang and can be considered a ritual implement of Tantric Buddhism. It is usually made from the brow bones or finger bones of a dead person.

In the collecting world, it has a high collection value, but most people cannot handle this kind of thing and have taboos about it, so it is best to stay away from it.

Chen Yang just watched from the side and had no intention of going up to intercept.

This young man does have a keen eye.

There are twenty or thirty Gabala bracelets on this stall, and the others are made of cow and sheep bones. Only the one in his hand is the real thing.

Is he really one of the eight clans, a member of the Tong family?
"Boss, take a look, is there any affinity?"

The fat young man handed over the Polygonatum.

The stall owner looked over for a while, his brows relaxed, and he said in a strange accent, "Leave the things, and take the bracelet away!"

"Thank you!"

The fat young man smiled slightly, grabbed the bracelet, stood up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

Just then, a voice broke in.

But a young man came up to the fat man quickly, and without saying a word, he grabbed the bracelet in the fat man's hand.

He looked directly into the fat young man's eyes, with a hint of teasing on his face, "Fatty Tong, I like this thing."

The fat man frowned when he heard this.

"What use do you have for it? The things are mine."

Obviously, the two knew each other.

The fat man looked at the man in front of him very calmly, and slowly stretched out his hand, "Give me back the bracelet."

"Why, do you still want to hit me?"

Upon hearing this, the young man not only refused to return the bracelet, but also put it in his pocket, sneering sarcastically, "Your Tong family owes me, I'm just collecting some interest. If you don't accept it, go home and find your grandfather, and ask him to come to Tianchi Mountain to ask me for it..."

Tianchi Mountain?
Hearing this sensitive word, Chen Yang was stunned.

Looking closely at this young man, he seems to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a tall figure and fairly handsome looks. Between his eyebrows, he looks about sixty percent like Ding Shaoxian.

Are you from the Ding family?
Chen Yang immediately used the system to check the other party's message.

……

Name: Ding Shaofeng.

Physical fitness: 87/452.

……

Ding Shaofeng?

He is really from the Ding family.

However, what made Chen Yang feel strange was why this person’s physique was so weak, only 87 points?
Not even entering the first level?
It shouldn’t be!

Fatty Tong Xin looked embarrassed at Ding Shaofeng's ridicule, but he did not lose his temper. He just clenched his fists tightly, as if he had some reservations.

"You're not happy, huh? Even if you're not happy, just bear with it."

Ding Shaofeng patted Tong Xin's shoulder and said, "Your sister didn't come this time, right? Why, hiding from me? Am I that scary?"

Tong Xin heard this, and loosened his clenched fists, revealing a hint of a smile on his face, "Don't think so highly of yourself, my sister simply dislikes you, after all, some people are useless..."

"What did you say?"

Ding Shaofeng was like a cat whose foot was stepped on. He immediately got angry and reached out to grab Tong Xin by the collar, his eyes wide open, looking ferocious as if he wanted to eat Tong Xin.

A person who is not even at the first level is actually shouting in front of a fourth level strong man, and this fourth level strong man doesn't dare to fight back?

Chen Yang looked at it strangely.

If it were an ordinary person, Chen Yang would definitely just watch the fun and not cause trouble for nothing. But who made this person a member of the Ding family?

It has to be stirred.

He walked over, came behind Ding Shaofeng, raised his right hand, and hit him on the head.

"Boom!"

Although I didn't use much strength, it was still crisp and loud.

"oops."

Ding Shaofeng was just displaying his authority, but was interrupted by this blow to the head.

He was completely stunned, covered his head with his hands, and jumped away in panic.

Looking back, I saw a tall young man standing next to me. If nothing unexpected happened, this was the culprit.

"What?"

The severe pain from the top of his head made his face distorted. Ding Shaofeng was about to scold, but Chen Yang yelled at him first.

He was completely stunned.

Chen Yang looked serious, staring at him, "Why are you stealing other people's things for no reason?"

Apart from anything else, his aura is really scary. If you don’t know him, you would think he is the manager of this venue.

Ding Shaofeng blushed, a little unsure of Chen Yang's identity, "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Go home and ask your grandmother."

Chen Yang glared at him, "Give the things back to them, quickly, or I'll beat you up!"

The voice was quite loud, just like scolding a grandson.

"you……"

Ding Shaofeng paused, intimidated by Chen Yang's aura, as if he knew that this man was not easy to mess with. "The things are mine, why should I give them to him? You are meddling in other people's business."

"I can't control you? Who do you think is meddling in other people's business?" Chen Yang pointed directly at his nose. "I saw you stealing other people's things with my own eyes, and you lied with your eyes open. Is this how your family taught you?"

Ding Shaofeng's face flushed red, and he pointed at Tong Xin and said, "Fatty Tong, tell me yourself, is this thing yours or mine?"

Tong Xin was originally feeling very happy, but when Ding Shaofeng asked her this, her face suddenly fell.

"Tell me, is it yours or mine?"

Ding Shaofeng's voice rose several decibels, as if he had already defeated the other party.

"Yours, yours..."

The expression on Tong Xin's fat face changed several times. No one knew what he was worried about, but he finally compromised.

When Ding Shaofeng heard this, a victorious smile appeared on his face.

"Boom!"

Just as he was about to say something to Chen Yang, he saw that Chen Yang was quick and hit him on the head again.

"oops!"

Ding Shaofeng screamed and squatted down with his hands covering his head.

"Did you hear that? They said it's not yours."

"What?"

Tong Xin was stunned. Did I say that?

Isn't that what you said?
Two big bumps appeared on the top of his head, and Ding Shaofeng finally recovered. He clenched his fists and felt like his lungs were about to explode.

"You're trying to mess with me on purpose, right? Leave your name if you can..."

He stood up, his face flushed, and stared at Chen Yang, who was not only blind but also deaf.

Before Ding Shaofeng could finish his words, he saw Chen Yang raising his hand again and hooking his finger. Seeing that he was about to hit him again, he quickly shut his mouth.

“Give things back to people.”

"you……"

Ding Shaofeng subconsciously took a few steps back. Looking at the other party's posture, he knew that if he didn't take out the things, he would be hit a few times.

"Humph."

He snorted coldly, took out the skull bracelet and threw it directly at Tong Xin.

"If you have the guts, just wait for me."

After saying these harsh words, Ding Shaofeng fled into the crowd in embarrassment.

……

"Are you really good at causing trouble?"

The two girls came over and Zhang Yanan said.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I am just helping those who are in trouble when I see them..."

"Thank you, my friend."

At this time, Tong Xin next to him spoke up with an apologetic look on his fat face, "You'd better leave quickly. His name is Ding Shaofeng, the eldest son of Ding Sihai of Sihai Group. This man is like a mad dog. If you offend him, he will definitely not let you go easily..."

"Is it?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang just smiled calmly.

If he was not a member of the Ding family, I might not have taken action.
Is Chen Yang afraid of getting into trouble?

afraid?
I’m just afraid that he won’t come and cause trouble for me.

"Why are you so afraid of him?"

Chen Yang looked at the fat man in front of him in surprise. He was already at the fourth level, so why should he be afraid of a useless person who was not even at the first level?

Could it be that this fat guy just happens to have the surname Tong and is not actually a member of the Tong family?
"Hey."

Hearing this, the fat man sighed helplessly, "Let's leave here first, or he will come and find us later, it will be troublesome!"

This is not the place to talk. That grandson must have gone to call for help.

……

-

Next to the cultural center, there is a restaurant.

Huang Ying and Zhang Yanan wanted to go shopping, so Chen Yang let them do as they pleased.

It was noon, and when it was time for lunch, he called Qinzhou. The old man was so busy with his business that he forgot to eat and sleep. He just asked Chen Yang to pack a portion for him later.

In the private room.

We introduced each other and got to know each other.

Chen Yang’s guess was correct. This fat man was indeed one of the Eight Clans and a descendant of the Dawashan Tong family.

Moreover, he has a prominent background. He is the only son of Tong Yaohui, the current patriarch of the Tong family.

"Dude, does your family dislike you?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"The Tong family is also one of the eight clans, right? Do you need to be afraid of the Ding family? Or does he have something on you?"

After listening to Tong Xin’s self-introduction, Chen Yang expressed his confusion.

You are the only son of the head of the Tong family. Do you still have to be so timid when facing Ding Shaofeng?

If it were Chen Yang, who has such an awesome identity, if Ding Shaofeng dared to challenge him like this, he would definitely beat him up nine times in three days.

Tong Xin smiled bitterly and said, "This matter cannot be explained in just a few words."

"It's okay, just speak slowly."

It would take a while to wait for the food, but Chen Yang had plenty of time. He was very curious about what was going on between the two of them.

Tong Xin said, "He pursued my sister a few years ago. My sister didn't like him, but he kept pestering her. There was nothing she could do, so she made a bet with him. As long as he won, my sister would agree to his pursuit..."

"Before the duel, he had someone put drugs in the water my sister drank. My sister found out and was furious. She kept silent and pretended to know nothing. During the duel, she was ruthless and directly crippled him..."

"Waste means..."

"That's what you understand."

Tong Xin laughed dryly, not wanting to say it clearly, "He is driving a unicycle now, and the wheel is broken."

"Ah……"

What a great unicycle! This childlike innocence understands metaphors.

The wheelbarrow is fine, but the remaining wheel is broken, so it's really useless!
Tong Xin said, "This kind of thing should actually be handled by the elders. My sister was too impulsive and directly disabled the person, almost causing the relationship between the two families to break down."

"Although Ding Shaofeng doesn't have much talent and behaves like a dandy, he is the eldest son of Ding Sihai. Naturally, the Ding family will ask our family for an explanation..."

"Although Ding Shaofeng was at fault first, my sister was indeed a bit ruthless. In order to keep things peaceful, my family agreed to many of the Ding family's conditions, including the marriage between my sister and Ding Shaofeng..."

"No way, your family can be so tolerant?"

Chen Yang was stunned and couldn't help but interrupt him.

With what Ding Shaofeng did, if it were Chen Yang, he would have buried him directly, but Tong Xin's sister just crippled him. That's very merciful, isn't it?
How dare the Ding family ask for an explanation?

Where is the face?

The most important thing is that the Tong family actually gave in, which is a bit hard to understand.

Is the Tong family that weak? Is there any need to be afraid of the Ding family?
Tong Xin said, "In recent years, the Ding family has been thriving, and its influence among the eight clans is already top-notch. Our family naturally does not want to offend them. Balance is the most important thing among the eight clans. If our two families fight, no matter what the result is, the other clans will definitely take advantage of us. Besides, the Ding family has the support of Qingshen Mountain behind them, and fighting will not do any good to our family..."

The fight between families is different from the fight between reckless men. It requires wisdom. Every decision must be weighed against the pros and cons. Rushing recklessly will not last long.

Sometimes, for the development of the family, you have to give up some things even if you are unwilling.

(End of this chapter)