Chapter 1: The Treasure of Yi De, Crossing the Deep...

  Beijing No. 1 Pawnshop.

  Pawnshop is actually the past pawnshop, customers use goods to pledge to obtain funds from the pawnshop for turnover, and need to collect interest when redeeming the pledged goods. If not redeemed on time, the pawnshop will sell the pledged goods. Of course, many people are directly "dead pawn", dead pawn means that once pawned, it will not be redeemed again. Generally speaking, the price of dead pawn goods is slightly higher.

  Of course, our story is not here to popularize knowledge of pawn shops, but because the protagonist in our story works in a pawn shop, so we'll introduce it first.

  Judging from the name, No. 1 Pawnshop should be a relatively high-end pawnshop. However, in reality, it's just a small pawnshop in a hutong in Chaoyang District, Beijing. But the owner of the pawnshop, Xiang Weimin, is an old man from Panjiayuan, so generally there are not many people who bring antiques to the pawnshop for pawning, after all, ordinary pawnshops will not give high prices for antiques.

  The entire pawnshop, from the general manager to the employees, was all Liang Xin alone. Liang Xin was a disciple of Xiang Weimin. He had followed Xiang Weimin for thirteen years. In those thirteen years, Liang Xin not only learned how to identify antiques and calligraphy from various dynasties but also mastered Xiang Weimin's exceptional skill in counterfeiting.

  Whether it's Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan's calligraphy or Gu Kaizhi and Dong Qichang's paintings, Liang Xin can imitate them to the point where they are almost indistinguishable from the real thing. Even connoisseurs who personally examine his work may sometimes be deceived by him.

  With this skill, Liang Xin should not have to worry about food and clothing, but his master Xiang Weimin had an agreement with him when he accepted him as a disciple that he would not be allowed to leave the school until he had studied for fifteen years. So, Liang Xin is still just a small person in charge of the first pawnshop today.

  In the past, July was said to be cool and pleasant, but now Beijing's July is truly a scorching "fire" that makes everything hazy. Liang Xin leaned back in his chair at the pawnshop door, wearing a pair of black sunglasses, blowing air conditioning, holding a purple clay teapot drinking Tieguanyin, humming a tune, looking very pleased with himself.

  Can't help but say that lying in a rocking chair with sunglasses during the day is somewhat showy, but Liang Xin's sunglasses have an extraordinary function. Under the cover of the sunglasses, Liang Xin can openly and unscrupulously gaze at the beautiful women passing by, even if he stares at someone's sensitive parts, no one will notice.

  Whenever a beauty passes by, Liang Xin's humming in his throat would start to sound. If you get closer and listen carefully, you can hear him humming: "36, 26, 38, this chick has a great figure, but her face isn't that good... Hmm, this chick has long legs, I wonder if it feels different..."

  "Hey kid, is this a pawnshop?"

  Suddenly a voice interrupted Liang Xin's daydream about the beauty. Liang Xin pulled down his sunglasses and looked at the fat-headed, big-eared fatty in front of him, who spoke with a very impolite tone. While speaking, he also kicked Liang Xin with his foot.

  Liang Xian stretched out his left hand and pointed outside the door, saying: "Can't you see the pawnshop sign yourself? I'm not your father, no need to teach you how to read."

  "Hey! You're scolding people, aren't you?" The fatty suddenly got angry.

  Li Xiang put down his sunglasses, took a closer look at the fat guy's face with all its features clustered together, and said: "Thanks. If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have known that I was scolding a human being; I thought I was scolding a pig."

  "Ah, you little punk is itching for a fight, huh?" The fatty reached out to grab Liang Xin's clothes.

  Liang Xian's right foot blocked the fat man's hand, and his left foot quickly kicked out, sending the fat man tumbling to the ground with a thud. Just then, a "crack" sound was heard, and the fat man hastily pulled out an object from the black cloth in his right hand, only to see that it had been smashed into two pieces, resembling a broken seal.

  Fatso flew into a rage and shouted: "You've smashed my jade seal! You'll pay for it!"

  Liang Xin glanced at the fat man's so-called "jade seal" once, and at first Liang Xin was still careless. Soon Liang Xin took a second look.

  Liang Xiao's eyebrows twitched slightly, with a careless expression: "What 'Jade Seal' is that, isn't it just a broken stone? Hey, I'm telling you, if you want to play tricks, go further away, don't come and provoke me. If you make me angry, I'll beat you up so badly your mom won't dare recognize you."

  "You..." The fatty wanted to get angry, but the two moves Liang Xin made earlier showed that he had a strong physique. The fatty didn't have the confidence to completely overpower Liang Xin, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do either.

  "Eh, I'm telling you, if you don't have anything else to do, hurry up and leave, don't just stand at my door, I still have business to attend to."

  "You... you broke my jade, if you don't compensate me, I won't leave today." The fatty sat on the ground with a thud, his expression firm, as if he had really decided to engage in a protracted battle with Liang Xin.

  Liang Xian was taken aback, "Hey, I'm telling you, how can you be like this? Get out of here quickly, or else I'll really take action."

  Li Xian made a gesture and rolled up his sleeves, while the fat boy's neck shrunk back, and he forced himself to say: "You don't compensate me, I'd rather die than leave."

  "You...!" Liang Xin's anger surged as he pointed at Baozi with his index finger, finally forcing himself to swallow the rest of his anger and said: "Fine, fine, I'm afraid of you. I'll pay you 2,000 yuan, now get out."

  "Two thousand? That's not even enough for me to lose half an hour, at least ten thousand."

  "Three thousand, do you want it or not."

  "Eight thousand, can't be one cent less."

  "Four thousand, if you ask me for one more cent again, I'll call the police. Let's see if you can walk away then."

  "Four thousand yuan..." The fat man thought for a moment before stretching out his hand and saying: "Hand over the money."

  Li Xiang took out the wallet from his buttocks, took out the money and counted it while saying: "Damn, today I'm so unlucky, 4,000 yuan for a broken stone. You put that stone in a safe place for me, we'll make a written agreement, then I can give you the money."

  "You're really troublesome... Alright, alright, hurry up. I'm in a rush to go back and study my script." The fatty said somewhat impatiently.

  Liang Xin wrote down the IOU, and Fatso signed his name on it with a flourish. Then Liang Xin handed over the money to him. Fatso counted it once before grabbing the money and running away quickly, looking like he was afraid Liang Xin would change his mind.

  Liang Xin put the broken "jade seal" left by Pangzi on his side, and after about a minute or two, Liang Xin stretched his head out of the store to take a look. Seeing no sign of Pangzi, Liang Xin quickly ran back into the store, closed the door, and carefully carried the "broken stone" he had just mentioned into the dark room inside the store.

  The space of the dark room is larger than the front desk of the pawnshop, and Liang Xin and Xiang Weimin usually make fake goods here. The entire dark room was filled with all kinds of books, paintings, antiques, jewelry, and ancient jade. However, only Liang Xin and Xiang Weimin can distinguish between the genuine and the fake ones.

  After entering the darkroom, Liang Xin sat in front of a pear wood long table, turned on the light and carefully examined the jade seal that had been smashed into two halves. After looking at it for about five or six minutes, Liang Xin lifted his left leg and slapped it hard, wailing loudly: "My mother, this thing is really something, legs, legs, how could you be so stupid to kick that dead fat guy? This one kick is worth at least 100 million, 100 million. If I had 100 million, I would have cut off your leg and replaced it with a pure gold one."

  Liang Xin sighed and lamented for half a day, then weakly took out his phone and made a call to his master Xiang Weimin. When Xiang Weimin answered the phone, Liang Xin's first sentence was: "Old fellow, I've got a legendary treasure for you."

  "How strange! Is He Shi Bi considered strange? If what you taught me is not false, then I think this jade seal in my hand is He Shi Bi."

  "Hey old man, don't get too excited yet. Take two heart disease pills first and then listen to me. When I received this thing, my leg was itchy, and I kicked it into pieces with one foot, breaking it into two pieces."

  "What? Liang Gou Dan, I f**k your ancestors for eighteen generations..."

  Xiang Weimin's voice came directly from Liang Xin's phone speaker, lingering for a long time. Liang Xin had expected Xiang Weimin to be like this and had already pulled the phone away early, otherwise his eardrums might have been shattered.

  "Never mind, even I don't know where my ancestors' graves are buried, you can't find the right person to ask."

  After finishing the sentence, Liang Xin quickly hung up the phone. When he reached out to take the He Shi Bi again, Liang Xin let out a "ouch" as the broken edge of the He Shi Bi cut his finger and made it bleed.

  When Liang Xin didn't have time to withdraw his fingers, a strong suction force sent the He Shi Bi into his body, and a warm current flowed directly into Liang Xin's body through his fingers.

  Liang Xin slowly felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep with his head on the pear wood desk.

  In his dream, Liang Xin dreamed of the wife of Liu Laoshi's family in the hutong. Liu Laoshi was also an old man from Panjiayuan, not very good-looking but with a decent family background. Three years ago, he married a woman thirteen years younger than him. That woman... whoever saw her would drool.

  She has a large bust and a small waist, her buttocks are also raised, but what's more important is that she has a pretty face, with skin whiter and more tender than the tofu sold under the bridge.

  In his dream, Liang Xin encountered Liu Laoshi and his wife's seduction. He watched as his wife's clothes were stripped away one by one until she was completely naked. Liang Xin felt like his heart was going to jump out of his throat, just as he was about to take action... he ejaculated.

  A chill ran down his spine and Liang Xin suddenly woke up.

  After realizing it was a dream, Liang Xin sighed regretfully: "Alas... what a pity... what a pity..."

  Just as Liang Xian was sighing and stamping his feet, a knock at the door rang out. A loud voice outside the door shouted: "Xiao Fu Zi, the money for the monthly allowance has already been distributed by Gong Gong. If you don't hurry up to collect it, it will be too late. Gong Gong won't wait for anyone."

  "Xiao Fu Zi? Qian Gong Gong? Yue Li?" Liang Xin furrowed his brow, thinking for half a day, when suddenly a wave of dizziness washed over his brain, and all sorts of memories and information flooded into Liang Xin's mind.

  Li Xian was shocked and lost his color. He suddenly discovered that he had traveled through time to the fifth year of the Northern Song Dynasty's Zhenghe, and became a small eunuch named Xiao Fuzi in the imperial palace's royal pharmacy.

  According to Xiaofuzi's memory, the most dangerous type of eunuch in the Imperial Pharmacy was because their duty was to taste all the medicines used by the emperor and his concubines, and only after they were proven to be non-toxic would they be sent to the emperor and those concubines.

  There is a saying in Chinese medicine that "all medicines are poisonous to some degree". In Xiaofuzi's memory, less than ten of the small eunuchs in the imperial pharmacy could survive the three-year rotation period.

  Liang Xin's face was gloomy, but suddenly he thought of something and quickly pulled down his pants to take a look. Seeing that proud and majestic little brother standing tall and upright, Liang Xin let out a long sigh of relief and muttered to himself: "It's okay, it's still there, and it's fully functional, haha... even the model is much bigger than before."