I Appraise the Gods at the Flea Market

There are three things not to buy at the flea market. Don't buy unowned tablets, don't buy copper coins, don't buy free statues. Chen Sui didn't believe it at first. Until he spent thirty yuan to buy a copper ring and saw a line of words floating on it: [Hebo's old precepts, the price of incense: three years of Yangshou. From that day on, he discovered that every old thing in the city had a hidden price. The shroud worn by the dead can be exchanged for death. The beheaded clay statue in the temple can borrow divine power in the middle of the night. A small piece of land with no one dedicated to it is squatting under the demolished building, waiting for someone willing to buy its name. Later, the whole city knew about the young appraiser in the junk street. He does not worship God. He puts a price on the gods.