Although Wang Bin said that there is no problem with eight out of ten.

However, Zhang Junping was not greedy.

It's just that in the scrap metal heap again, the rear wheel of the bicycle was matched, and a few more car chains were found, and the Taobao trip ended.

"Master Zhang, why don't you pick a few more?

These things are not valuable, Master Zhang can pick a few more!" Wang Bin glanced at the things that Zhang Junping had picked, and persuaded with a smile on his face: "I remember that there are still a lot of waste bicycles over there!

Wang Bin knew Zhang Junping's purpose at a glance.

It can be seen that Zhang Junping is not the only one who is smart and knows how to use waste bicycle parts to piece together bicycles.

People at the thrift station have done this for a long time.

It's just that people in this era are too real, they don't have that awareness, and they can't think of piecing together bicycle parts to sell bicycles.

It is also related to the form of a few years ago, everyone is used to being cautious, and things like this with the nature of speculation are very cautious to stay away.

Only those who can't survive and have no place to live will go to small businesses and want to make money.

This group of people is also the earliest rich man in China.

Therefore, people are forced out!

"No, these are enough!" Zhang Junping shook his head and rejected Wang Bin's kindness.

"By the way, I know that Master Zhang likes wood!

Those old furniture have been bought by your CAFA, and I still have some wooden boxes over there, which are too few to make wood pots!

Look at it, if you like it, take it all!" Wang Bin felt more and more that Zhang Junping was a real person, and the more he wanted to compensate him.

"Wooden boxes?" Zhang Junping was stunned for a moment, just wanted to refuse, and thought of something randomly, "Stationmaster Wang, then let's go and see those wooden boxes, I'm very interested!"

followed Wang Bin to another freight yard, where a mess of debris was piled up.

Sure enough, it's what I thought, lacquerware!

It's just that these lacquerware are not as good as those furniture, not only the paint is removed, but the inlays on them have also been detained.

The manufacturing process of lacquerware originated in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, mainly some daily necessities.

Later, with the development of society, lacquerware changed from a daily necessities to a handicraft.

Most of them are small pieces, such as watching TV dramas in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the jewelry boxes, jewelry boxes, storage boxes, etc. that you often see in them belong to lacquerware.

With the development of society, the production of lacquerware became more and more exquisite, and it began to be inlaid with gold and silver threads, jewelry, jade, jade, etc., which was extremely luxurious.

Zhang Junping did not have the luxury of hoping that the lacquerware sent to the thrift station would retain the original inlaid gold and silver jewelry.

As long as there are a few that are slightly intact and can leave the original inlay traces.

It's a pity that Zhang Junping was disappointed, the lacquer on the surface of these lacquerware has already been mottled and peeled off, and the inlaid things on them have also been deducted.

I managed to find a few plates of lacquerware boxes decorated with relief patterns instead of inlays.

And then surprises always come inadvertently.

Just when Zhang Junping was disappointed and left with a few boards with carved patterns, he inadvertently aimed at a different item.

It was a rectangular wooden box, without any decorative lines or inlays, and at first glance, it looked like a rectangular piece of wood.

Zhang Junping recognized at a glance that it was a trap box.

The trap box, also known as the Luban box, is rumored to have been invented by the craftsman ancestor Luban, and is used by ancient people to collect precious items, and its effect is similar to that of the current safe.

Zhang Junping bent down and picked up the Luban box.

This is also a bonus, but I don't know if there is any treasure in it.

The black wooden box was heavy and looked like an iron brick.

Look at the obvious pry marks on both sides of the box, and there are knock marks on the surface of the box.

Obviously, after someone got the Luban box, they wanted to open it, but they didn't know the method, so they used brute force.

However, it doesn't look like it's opened!

Otherwise, what Zhang Junping saw would not be a complete box, but fragments of wood.

"Little comrade, can I take a look at the wood in your hand?" Just as Zhang Junping was studying the Luban box in his hand, a voice came from behind him.

Zhang Junping turned his head to look.

I saw a small-eyed, tall and thin young man looking at him with a smile.

It's okay not to smile, but there is only one slit left in the two eyes of a smile.

"That's what you're talking about?" Zhang Junping raised the Luban box in his hand.

"Yes, yes, can I take a look?" the tall and thin young man nodded and asked again.

"Give!" Zhang Junping casually handed the Luban box to the tall and thin young man.

"Brother, you see that I just need such a big piece of wood, why don't you raise your hand and give it to me?" said the tall and thin young man as he took out a cigarette for Zhang Junping.

"If you need wood, I'm afraid this Luban box is not suitable!

Over there, the old furniture that our school is loading, I can talk to the teacher and ask you to pick a suitable piece of wood!"

Zhang Junping smiled secretly in his heart, and give me this set!

Everyone is a thousand-year-old goblin, don't play with me.

"It turns out that my brother is a person who understands! Disrespectful and disrespectful!" The thin and tall young man was debunked by Zhang Junping, and he was not embarrassed, laughed twice, and hugged Zhang Junping with his fist.

"Brother, do you know how to open this box?" asked a little unwillingly.

"I understand a little bit!" Zhang Junping nodded.

If it is other antiques, he may not be as good as the one in front of him, but when it comes to antiques in the furniture category, even if it is an old horse in later generations, he is not as good as him.

That's right, the tall, thin and small-eyed young man in front of him is the old horse of his youth.

The old horse who pretends to be an antique collector on TV all day long.

But at this time, the old horse is still a pony, with a face of pimples, small eyes squinted, very godly!

"Which, see if you can ......," Ma Du rubbed his hands and said a little embarrassed.

Halfway through speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Junping, "Big brother, do you think this is the right occasion now?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

It's me who is abrupt!

Look, would it be convenient for you to leave a contact information?

I see that you also like to play with antiques, so let's talk about it when we get back!

Oh, by the way, my surname is Ma, Ma Du, the capital of the city, the editor of youth literature!" Ma Du hurriedly apologized, and then asked Zhang Junping for contact information.

"Big brother, I'm a student of CAFA, contact information, you write a letter, or go directly to the school to find me, I don't have a phone number!"

Zhang Junping was willing to make friends with this Dongshan fellow, but he didn't want to report the old lady's address to Ma Du.

"It turns out that my brother is a top student of CAFA and a future artist!

No wonder, when I looked at it, I felt that you were different and had a special temperament!

With your temperament, you will definitely be a famous artist in the future!

Now that we know each other, let's get closer and communicate more when we look back!" Ma Du's mouth is really slippery, and he is familiar with this routine and plays very slippery.