There is actually this industrial chain in this world?

Are there any people who are buying these "old goods"?

There are actually people who like to collect these "old goods"?!

At this moment, the friends seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

It can only be said that poverty limits the imagination of everyone, and the world of rich people is sometimes really unreasonable.

"Well, Manager Feng, you're thinking too much. The bones that my brother is referring to are not like this..."

Geng Weihua was also ashamed, although he had heard that some local tyrants had such perverted hobbies due to curiosity.

"It's okay, Brother Geng, I also want to understand this aspect. Maybe it's really something that suits my taste." Song Che inexplicably intercepted Geng Weihua's explanation.

The friends were stunned again.

However, Shang Ke and his friends reacted quickly and quickly understood Song Che's meaning.

After all, the Pan family is too big, with various items chaotic, and the "Bone" is undoubtedly an unpopular item inside. It is rare that Manager Feng has this kind of channel resources. If you look more, you may find clues.

Maybe, some people in these merchants who are rushing to corpse are also brought to sell the "keel bones" together.

However, when Manager Feng saw the two statements between Geng Weihua and Song Che, he was suddenly a little hesitant and tentatively said: "I dare to ask, what is the use of handsome guy looking for bones?"

Song Che raised his eyebrows and said naturally: "I am a medical practitioner."

"...I understand, I understand everything!" Feng Laogui suddenly realized.

It is reasonable for medical practitioners to study bones.

There is absolutely no doubt about the enthusiasm of this group of people for corpse specimens!

Geng Weihua understood what Song Che meant, so he tacitly understood. In order to help cover, he deliberately stretched his face and said, "Does Manager Feng distrust me?"

"No, of course not. Mr. Geng, please don't misunderstand it. Even if I believe my parents, I can't refuse you." Manager Feng quickly defended: "I asked this so that everyone can save trouble. After all, you know that these old objects, especially these bones, are shameless... After all, the things underground have to be handed over to the country."

The last sentence is illuminated.

But everyone thought to themselves, if the country really takes action against your Panjiayuan seriously, and if the carpet-style check is in front of the sky, how many old objects will be visible?

"Those who rush to deal with these bones are hidden very carefully. Most people don't know it at all, so I have this channel." Manager Feng said again: "Even if I don't ask this handsome guy just now, if I really want to meet and negotiate a transaction, those people must first find out and verify your identity. Only when they are sure can they enter the stage of inspection and price negotiation."

"Don't be nervous, Manager Feng, we all understand."

Song Che smiled and said, "But the bone I am looking for is not human bones, but animal ones. This involves a very important scientific research project, so I can't explain it in too much detail."

"So that's it." Feng Laogui used his hands to polish his beard with his hands. After thinking for a while, he said, "I just happened to know such a person. Because he was afraid of hurting the sky, he only blew up the bones of animals, such as dinosaurs."

This is reasonable, but it seems a bit unrighteous.

People are born by humans, and dinosaurs are born by dinosaurs. If you are rushing to human bones, you are afraid of harming the world. If you are rushing to dinosaur bones, you can do whatever you want?

However, no one cared about these grammatical problems. Geng Weihua consulted Song Che's eyes and said, "Okay, please help me lead the way. If you can really help me find a satisfactory bone, the agency fee rate I will give you can be twice as high as before!"

Old Gui Feng immediately said proudly: "Don't worry, Mr. Geng, even if the man doesn't have the bones that the handsome guy is satisfied with, I will help you get it even if I remove my old bones!"

Song Che looked at him without a few shriveled bones, and wanted to say that this might be difficult to deal with...

...

Immediately, Manager Feng went out alone to make a phone call, and after returning, he said, "That person said he could meet him now and let him have a good time."

Song Che nodded and said, "Then I'll bother Manager Feng to lead the way."

I thought that the merchants selling these bones would definitely hide deeply, and perhaps they would cover up in the name of selling other things, but I never thought that this store was openly opened by the streets of the antique city.

Qianlima, this is a plaque hanging on the storefront.

At first glance, the name of this store seems to be inseparable from the bones.

But Song Che glanced a few times and realized the subtext of the store name: "A thousand gold buys bones!"

"What does it mean?" Zhu Xie wondered.

"Have you heard the story of buying bones for a thousand gold?" Song Che said slowly: "It was probably during the Warring States Period that a minister bought a thousand-mile horse for the king, but only bought the bones of dead horses. The king was furious and puzzled. The minister explained that if everyone saw that the king was willing to buy even the bones of a thousand-mile horse with a large amount of money, they would think that the king really wanted to buy a thousand-mile horse at a high price, and would naturally deliver the thousand-mile horses to the door. Later, as the minister said, several thousand-mile horses were presented in less than a year."

"The store owner probably dared not say that he was rushing his bones, or perhaps he chose the store name for the sake of art, which is equivalent to implying that the bones he sold here are worth a thousand gold."

Zhu Xie thought for a moment and muttered, "It's been a long time since he can sell bones."

Manager Feng smiled and said, "Don't say, this guy, I'm afraid many of the bones sold in this store are something you can't see until now."

After saying that, Manager Feng led them into this unpretentious small shop, pushed open the empty door, and shouted inside: "Professor Ku."

This title immediately moved everyone. Looking at it, there was only one old man in the store who was cleaning the counter with a feather duster.

Hearing the movement, the old man raised his head, and his white and gentle face was unexpected by Song Che and others.

He is straight suit and ties, wearing black-framed glasses, and is shiny and neat, and has the wise demeanor of a scholar.

It can be said that this boss who sells bones and shopkeeper Feng are completely different from each other.

"Old Gui Feng, are these guests you mentioned?" The old man held up his glasses and looked at Song Che and others seriously.

"Yes, Professor Ku, you will definitely have 120 hearts to the people I brought." Manager Feng said confidently.

"Wait, what's wrong with calling him a professor?" Shang Ke said curiously.

Not only her, but everyone was surprised that the professor in front of him really had a bookish atmosphere. The monk professor was exactly the same, as if he was more like an old scholar who taught and educated people.

Manager Feng smiled quietly and said, "This is not a nickname. This boss is really a professor... To be precise, he was a professor and was from the Department of Archaeology of Yanjing University. He is the boss with the highest education in Panjiayuan, no doubt about it."

“…”

Looking at this very knowledgeable "old bone dealer", Song Che wanted to say:

You are a good man, how can you fall into trouble?
Chapter completed!