I bid farewell to my elder brother and sister's family. Because of the reporting phone number, they still have to stay there and wait for relevant departments to deal with it.

Qiqi and Zitong drove onto the highway and navigated to the city of Chang'an.

The distance was not too far, and at noon, the two arrived. They booked the hotel in advance online, checked in directly, put down their luggage, and drove Zhang Ze to the street to find food.

Wu Rui will not arrive at around four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and there is no need for them to wait before this.

Since it is to taste local food, the most comprehensive one is the snack street. Qiqi checked the guide online and chose Mutou City, which is closer to the hotel.

Although it was November and it was already the tourist season, there were still many diners on this street, and many of them were locals.

Qiqi and Zitong walked from the street to the end of the street, and bought all the way.

Roujiamo, cold skin, sour and hot dumplings, eight-treasure lotus root powder, buy one serving for each type, and eat one serving with two cats together, basically one person eats a few bites, not only can they taste the taste, but they do not occupy the stomach, and the best of both worlds.

However, as a man's soul, Zhang Ze really doesn't understand this way of eating. He pays attention to efficiency in eating, and it's enough to be full. He eats it like this for a few bites of each type and always feels like he's not full.

Finally, he pestered Qiqi and bought another mutton steamed bun for himself. After a large bowl of mutton soup, he finally got a round stomach.

Zi Tong looked at Zhang Ze swallowing the last bite of mutton and said with some concern: "He is so edible. Did you eat more today than usual? Don't be overwhelmed."

In fact, Zhang Ze also discovered that it may have consumed too much to fight with giant salamanders in the cave today.

When he is a human being, Zhang Ze is not particularly yearning for his appetite, and he can only eat something casually. However, since he became a cat demon, Zhang Ze felt that he was obviously more greedy than before. He had to eat until he was full every time he ate, perhaps because animals naturally had a desire for food.

The two of them finished eating a street and went to the adjacent antique and rag market to hang out and eat.

Chang'an has a long history and many ancient capitals. Any place where you can dig a water well can dig out ancient tombs, so there are many antique markets here.

Of course, the so-called antiques are just a pleasure now. It would be a dream to find a bargain or buy real antiques in such antique markets like street stalls.

Qiqi and the others obviously understood this, and they took a look, asked about the price, discussed the style and texture, which was limited to this.

Zhang Ze followed them and looked at the small things on the street stall. These things were placed in a very good manner. Those who didn't understand really thought they were all old objects. Some were deliberately used to be old and had black stains, which looked quite old.

As he walked, Zhang Ze suddenly felt a strange signal source in his beast spirit mark. This signal source is not an animal or a human. Among the currently known signals, he could not even tell what this thing was.

This strange signal aroused Zhang Ze's interest. He followed him and came to an antique stall in a corner. As soon as he arrived in front of the stall, he saw a young man holding his mobile phone to take a video bargaining with the stall owner.

"Young man, 15,000, don't talk, don't talk."

"Boss, are you kidding me? This thing needs no water head, no color, and so many impurities, 15,000? I've given too much 15,000. I just see that your style is quite unique, I want to buy it back and play with it myself." The young man talked and knew that he was a wise man at first glance.

The boss was not angry when he heard the price the young man mentioned, so he looked up and said, "You are so ignorant, add fifty more, and you will sell it for 200 yuan."

When Zhang Ze heard this, he almost vomited blood, and he cut it to 200 yuan. This water was enough.

"You didn't understand. What I said is that 15 or more, I can only give you eighty." The young man's voice was filled with a helpless smile.

Zhang Ze looked at it and saw that the young man was holding a jade pendant with an ancient shape, but the whole piece of jade looked very poor in the material, with a color close to a cyan stone, and there was black deposit in the gaps in the patterns. If you don’t understand, it would look like an old object.

After hearing that the young man was no longer chopping in half, but directly cutting to the price of his toes, Zhang Ze thought the boss would be angry, but he didn't expect the boss to say readily: "Okay, let me give it to you, just take a look."

Yes, it's too much eighty.

However, the young man was not bad at the account. He scanned the code to pay, flipped the jade pendant in his hand and explained the origin of the pattern on it. It sounded quite versatile about antiques.

Zhang Ze stood in front of the stall and looked at it. The boss sold something very messy, including various ancient coins, small silver boxes, ivory snuff bottles, jade pendants, porcelain bowls, and even Yuan Datou in the Republic of China, paper money and grain stamps from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

After a moment of discerning, Zhang Ze immediately found that the location of the signal source he sensed was lying with a small jade pendant.

The whole body is green, but not transparent. It is not a good jade at first glance, and the carving is also poor. You can see a treasure bag with copper coins, gold ingots piled up below, and a small pocket with a half-open opening on it.

The pendant is not big, probably the size of an adult's finger. The belt at the mouth of the bag was wrapped around a circle and a hole was formed on the top of the pocket. The boss casually tied a red rope and pinned it to the black cloth of the stall with a pin.

Zhang Ze couldn't figure out how a jade pendant could send a signal, but he knew that the situation was definitely not simple.

Unconsciously, his head leaned over and his nose sniffed on the small pendant. Not to mention, the cat's sense of smell was sensitive and close. Zhang Ze immediately discovered that the things on the boss's stall only exuded a smell of old earth.

The soil is just soil, why is it still old?

This has to start with Zhang Ze's childhood. He grew up in his grandmother's house. His grandmother's house was in the countryside. When he was a child, he often ran around, peeing and mud, digging bird nests, and drilling caves. There was no such trouble that these children would not cause.

One year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Zhang Ze followed the children from the village to the mountain to set up the lights. The lanterns for setting up the lights are very simple. Use a canned bottle and a wooden stick to make a cross-shaped base. The middle position is penetrated with a nail. The nail tip is facing upwards, and a small red candle is inserted on it, which is stuck at the bottom of the bottle.

The canned bottle is wrapped with iron wire twice, twist out two ears on both sides, tie a hemp rope, and tie it to a small wooden stick when the hemp rope is stretched.

The child carried canned bottles of lanterns on small wooden sticks and ran around the mountains. From a distance, he looked as eye-catching as a flame. The locals called it the lights.
Chapter completed!