Qin Yiheng looked back and said, "This is not a place to talk." He took me to pick up the car and told me to drive, while he sat in the co-pilot holding the bird cage and didn't say much. It wasn't until the car drove back to the urban area that he lit a cigarette, and his expression seemed to be relieved. He asked me to park the car at a nearby restaurant, and the two of us had to fill our stomachs before talking.
We asked for a private room and ordered a few dishes. When the dishes were ready, Qin Yiheng didn't move his chopsticks first, but put the bird cage on the dining table and began to explain to me.
He said that this cage street did not exist since ancient times, but a place for consignment sales that has only sprung up in recent years. There are many across the country, and generally only exist in big cities such as provincial capitals or municipalities directly under the Central Government. Strictly speaking, this cage street is somewhat similar to a black market. Although not all the items sold are shady, there are occasionally a few items stolen from graves. But different from those underground black market antique trading markets, the antiques that appear on Cage Street are generally unclean. The so-called unclean here means that there are more or less evil spirits on those things, and even some of them are simply filthy. Cage Street Secondary Sale.
People who know Cage Street and are willing to go shopping on Cage Street are basically knowledgeable people. The purpose of going there is different, but in general, they all go for profit. However, the ways to make profits are different. Some of them collected some antique ghost objects, cleaned them up, and then put them up for auction; But usually this kind of people go to Cage Street to make a quiet appointment, which is commonly known as registration, and then wait for the employer's single-line connection. Because although there is no written rule in the industry that says that alchemy cannot be used to do bad things, at least people have a steelyard in their hearts, and if people know it, they can't get along in this industry. Therefore, this type of pay is very high, but there are relatively few people who do it, and they have to be sneaky.
There are also some who are entrusted by people to buy some spiritual animals, that is, the so-called Huang Daxian and snake fairy who have achieved initial results in cultivation. They buy them and release them, which can be regarded as accumulating virtue or seeking psychological comfort for themselves. In the yard, those cages covered with red cloths were basically filled with this kind of animals. This type of profit is relatively high, because the buyer who entrusts someone to buy is either rich or expensive, and the sales are usually large. There is also a saying that if you spend less money, you will appear to be dishonest. Therefore, many people who capture these animals unintentionally or intentionally would rather risk being retaliated or accused, and are willing to send them here for sale.
There is another category, which is what we see today. When buying things, no one will increase the price to grab the goods or first come first served, because the things sold today are quite special. These things are poly houses, that is, things dug out from the old houses bought from all over the country. I have already mentioned what this house is, and the people who come here to buy this house do not have any practical purpose, they just want to get back their own things.
Our country has experienced several invasions and civil wars, plus the ten years of turmoil that followed. Many heirs of wealthy families were scattered all over the place due to various reasons. . Some people with a family complex are willing to buy such an item. It is said that the market has been very popular in recent years. As I mentioned before, there are several types of houses. Generally, the ones with higher prices are all buried when the head of the house is a house, because they are all packed with a note with a sentence in it, and they are not hidden from anyone when they are buried. Its content, in the final analysis, is not only very commemorative, but also the writing of one's ancestors can be seen, which is quite mysterious.
Just because you are looking for your own things, it is useless to buy someone else's, so buyers are looking for them according to their own surnames. If it is not a special coincidence that there are two people with the same surname to buy, there will be no dispute over this item. .
Qin Yiheng pushed the birdcage towards me, and pointed to a spot on the top of the birdcage for me to see. I took a closer look, and there was a very small character on it, which seemed to be scratched with something like a needle. The writing was very shallow, and it was the word "house".
As soon as I saw this word, I understood why he brought me here suddenly. The house in this cage belongs to Fang Wanjin's family
This can't be justified! Fang Wanjin is also a celebrity in the industry, and he should have heard about their things earlier. It stands to reason that he should have bought them long ago. How could it be our turn? Think again about the mysterious old man who asked me what to buy the day before yesterday. Damn, he wouldn't have expected that Qin Yiheng would bring me to buy this, right
This house is not an auspicious thing for me. I remember that Qin Yiheng analyzed it for me in the ancestral hall of Wanjia. Those wardrobes are likely to be the house of a certain house. If it weren't for suspecting that I had something buried under that villa, it would be impossible for the two of us to break the situation of Zhenlong in Jiuzi Town. Looking at the birdcage in front of me, I felt an inexplicable sense of resistance, wanting to stay away from this thing.
I glanced at Qin Yiheng, and there was a firmness in his eyes. We have been together for so long, and we have more or less a tacit understanding. I knew at a glance that there was no need to ask, and I guessed pretty well.
Qin Yiheng didn't wait for me to ask questions, so he pulled the birdcage in front of him, and said, "I'm afraid there is something in Fang Wanjin's words, which is to remind us to look for this thing. The old man who came to look for you before must also have contact with him. But , All of this will not be known until we open the box and see what is written in the house.”
Qin Yiheng turned the birdcage around while talking, and said: "This cage street, as the name suggests, is the cage of this birdcage. The cages must be old cages. You have to raise birds before. As for why you use birds I can’t tell why it’s packed in a cage. In short, since the cage street opened, there has been such a practice that people who come to buy things can only look through the cage, and cannot reach out to touch the things inside the cage. This may be regarded as an anti-theft measure. However, this is only my personal guess. And the people who sell things on Cage Street, that is, the two fat people we saw, must be 'flashers', that is, People who sleep with their eyes closed. There is no specific statement in metaphysics, but from ancient times to the present, many places require that the guards of the treasury must be "Shanzi". It is said that "Shanzi" keeps money and there will be no imps to steal it. However, this is just a theory, and no one has been able to confirm it.
"This cage street only opens twice on the first and fifteenth day of each month. In jargon, one time is real and the other time is false. This virtual reality is not the concept we usually talk about, but a A specific title is a living thing in reality, and a dead thing in emptiness. Today, we are catching up with the fifteenth day, and I just came here with the idea of giving it a try. I didn’t realize that there is really a house of the "Fang" family. .
"Let's eat first, after dinner, find a place to open the cage."
By this time, I was indeed hungry. I had a big meal with Qin Yiheng and drank two cans of Red Bull, and I became more sober. After eating, the two smoked a cigarette and rested for a while, then came out of the restaurant, and then went directly to my house.
After entering the house, we put the bird cage on the coffee table. Qin Yiheng drew all the curtains, set up a lamp next to the cage, and carefully used the small pliers and saw on the Swiss army knife to clean the small wood on the bird cage. The sticks were broken one by one. He moved very carefully, for fear of touching the box inside. I watched from the side, although I was puzzled, but it was not good to disturb him. After he had completely dismantled the bird cage, I asked him, "Why does it take so much trouble? Just take out the box and it's over?"
Qin Yiheng didn't answer, and continued to carefully use the Swiss Army knife to pick the lid off the small wooden box bit by bit.
Only then did I understand that he didn't want to touch the box with his hands. Seeing him like this, I'm still a little nervous, how the hell is it like defusing a bomb
Fortunately, after the lid of the box was knocked off by Qin Yiheng a few times, it did not explode. He watched for a while, and then took out the contents of the wooden box with his hands. The thing was just as he said, it was something like silk or white cloth, very small. I haven't touched it, and I can't tell what material it is.
Qin Yiheng carefully put this thing on the coffee table and spread it out. After spreading it out, it was about the size of an adult's palm. As expected, there was something written on it. It's just that I looked at it twice, but I felt very weird. It turned out not to be words, but something like a table, with pictures inside, and some regular black dots on the top row, which looked a bit like a curriculum used when studying.
Qin Yiheng also seemed surprised, opened his mouth wide and looked at it for a long time, but didn't make a sound. I asked him: "Is this the family house of Fang Wanjin's ancestor? Is their house very different? This is not a sentence!"
He looked at me, and then at the things on the cloth, just "tsk" and didn't answer.
He didn't speak, so I could only look at it myself, so I lowered my head and looked at it carefully. The form was not neatly made, and rulers could not be used in those days, which is understandable, but the paintings on it are also surprisingly rough, with only a few strokes, each of which looks like a totem, but it is barely distinguishable. All are animals.
The more I look at it, the more I feel that this thing is strange. What does it mean? Their family ran a farm? Is this marked when it is fed, or is this thing a recipe at all, specifically recording when to eat which animal
I watched for a long time, pondered for a long time, but had no idea at all, so I had to light a cigarette and wait for Qin Yiheng to speak.
He was silent for longer than I expected. After I finished smoking, I went to the toilet and got a tuba. He was still thinking. Later, I kind of gave up, and I said, can we hurry up? He recovered his senses and looked at me twice, picked up the cloth, looked at it up and down against the lamp for a while, then put it down in disappointment, and continued to think.
I can only wait in this posture, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, Qin Yiheng suddenly opened his mouth, asked me for a cigarette, took a deep breath, spit it out, and opened his mouth to ask me: "Do you see this thing?" What is it painted on?"
His question made me almost want to slap him, and I waited for a long time for this sentence. Fortunately, he caught up with the following words in time: "Even if this thing makes you want to break your head, you can't think of it." Qin Yiheng picked up the cloth, pointed to the animals on it and continued, "My explanation will be outrageous, but I'm afraid this Things are just so outrageous. What is written on this gathering house is a woman's menstrual chart. In the old society, there were no such reliable and scientific contraceptive measures as today. It depends on God’s will. Many big families have their own family traditions, which are also superstitious. There are some requirements for when to conceive an heir. This is what is recorded on the menstrual table. It seems to record when What are you pregnant with?"
What he said made me even more surprised. I asked, "Aside from a boy and a girl, what else is there to be different in pregnancy? What else can it be?"
Qin Yiheng curled his lips and replied: "This thing can be recorded and buried in the house, which shows the importance of this matter to this family. Let's not talk about whether there is anything to say about it, just analyze it from this piece of cloth. The woman who buried the house is probably very worried about conceiving a child for a certain period of time, and this child, judging from the appearance, is probably not a human being."