After a pause, Zhou Miao said again.

"Brother Ao can stir-fry and cook, and the cooking is delicious, and the night stall business is booming. ”

"You're smarter, you know more than any of us. ”

"I, I didn't even finish elementary school......"

"From the time I came out of the Imperial Capital Mountain to the present, I haven't even been to Chunxi Road a few times, and I deal with waste and tatters every day......"

"I don't know what else I can do, I don't know."

Jin Feng looked up at the tattered ceiling and said quietly: "If you want to open it, then continue to open it." ”

Zhou Miao said in a low voice: "I am a cripple, and I don't have much luxury. I just want to be like the tattered wait, and put away a building. ”

"When the time comes, I will earn the money, go back to my hometown, build a villa for each of our brothers, and then find Yaya and Beibei. ”

"We are together every day, and we will never be apart for the rest of our lives. ”

In the smelly and humid room, Jin Feng lay quietly still, his eyes a little moist.

Zhou Miao's words couldn't be answered.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Miao turned around, turned her back to Jin Feng, and whispered softly: "Brother Feng, I miss Brother Dan." ”

"I think Yaya ......"

"I want to be ...... babe"

"I miss the Imperial Capital Mountain, I miss our home......"

Zhou Miao's whispering lingered, getting lower and lower, until he finally didn't hear it, let out a well-proportioned breath, and fell asleep.

Zhou Miao's words were like a knife stabbed into his chest, and he trembled in pain.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth tightly.

This night was the first night of Jin Feng's rebirth, and Jin Feng didn't sleep all night.

The original plan in my heart was all dispelled with Zhou Miao's dream words.

All plans, all dismissed!

"A hundred years ago, for the sake of that broken mountain and river, I carried too many responsibilities and hopes......"

"Thank you for bringing me back to the present, now the mountains and rivers are still the same, the country and the people are safe, and the time is a dream of prosperity that has never been seen in the ages......"

"I don't have to carry those illusory responsibilities anymore......"

"I, I want to live well, live once!"

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhou Miao quietly got up and drove the only electric tricycle in the scrap station to go out to catch the morning market.

To put it bluntly, the morning market is like an antique ghost market during the Republic of China, which is not visible.

Zhou Miao has been in this business for almost ten years, and he is more familiar with the road than Jin Feng.

At the beginning, several brothers came out together, wandered the streets, and did everything, but in the end Jin Feng chose to collect the rags.

This is the only industry that does not require capital.

After years of hard work, it was also because of this scrap station that the four brothers went their separate ways, leaving only Zhou Miao and Jin Feng still insisting.

As soon as the sky was numb, the belly of the fish turned up in the east, and a familiar voice sounded, and Zhou Miao's electric three wheels came back.

There are more than a dozen turns of five-core cables pulled up in the enlarged cargo box, thick as fists.

Zhou Miao dragged a waste leg and jumped out of the car, quickly closed the door, and lit a fire in the big oil drum.

The cable was dragged down from the car, and the cable was skillfully sawed into a meter section, and then thrown into a large oil drum.

The fire in the big oil drum was filled with used engine oil and diesel, and it was very vigorous, and a thick black smoke rose into the sky, and the stench of plastic spread all around.

Jin Feng quietly watched Zhou Miao's sophisticated movements, gently stepped on the cigarette butt on the ground, and rubbed it fiercely.

The time pointed to seven o'clock, and only the bright copper core remained in the oil drum.

Zhou Miao had already cooked the porridge and came out with a large pot, steaming hot.

Just the pickles and steamed buns, snorting and swallowing.

At more than eight o'clock, the scorching smell was still in the air, and Aunt Wang took a group of people to the scrap yard and walked around.

The scrap yard was temporarily closed.

If you want to reopen, you must first complete the procedures and follow the procedures.

"Brother Feng, what now?"

Zhou Miao stood on the five-meter-high tattered mountain, looked at the pile of rags, and asked Jin Feng quietly.

Jin Feng changed into the cleanest clothes, carried a plastic bag, and said lightly: "The sky can't fall!"

"Look at home. ”

Walking out of the scrap yard, Jin Feng rode a scooter to the cottage.

The fame of the thatched cottage is very great, and it is the former residence of the poet saint when he lived in Chengdu.

Du Fu lived here for nearly four years and wrote more than 200 poems.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the poet Wei Zhuang found the ruins of the thatched cottage and rebuilt the thatched hut to preserve it, and the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties repaired and expanded.

The reputation of the thrift market next to the thatched cottage is not as good as that of the poet, the original place was very small, and then after expansion, the area is quite large, and each door has to be twice as large as the fairy bridge.

The thatched cottage, the fairy bridge and the Wenshu Fang are called the three major antique cities in Jincheng, the facilities of the thatched cottage are the most perfect, the stalls are the most, and there is also a large shed area, so that you don't have to suffer from the sun and rain.

Although the popularity is not as good as sending Xianqiao and Wenshufang, relying on the name of the thatched cottage, it receives some tourists from all over the world, and can make a lot of money just by selling souvenirs.

Fifteen million quasi-first-tier cities are crowded everywhere.

The stalls in the greenhouse area are very regular, and the handicrafts placed are similar to those sent to Xianqiao, most of them are handstrings of cultural toys, walnuts and car beads from the rotten street.

Wood carvings, bamboo carvings, and lacquerware are all large items, and there is a row of stalls dedicated to the jade area.

Jin Feng also glanced at it from a distance and did not pass.

Standing in the center of the greenhouse area of more than ten acres, Jin Feng was slightly distracted.

This is a truly prosperous world that I never imagined, even if I never dreamed of it.

More than 100 years ago, a small country drove a warship, and two guns could be used to cut the land and pay compensation, and only if you really lived in that era would you know what humiliation was.

In the past, the greenhouse area was a neat and uniform door face building, and there were all kinds of signboards hanging on the door face, regular script, line book, official book, and seal book.

The interior decoration of the door face is also antique, each with its own characteristics.

In the past, Jin Feng entered an antique shop called Sansu Collection.

The store consists of two faces, with an area of 80 square meters, divided into two floors, decorated in the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the layout of Bogu shelves and some furniture is also somewhat elegant.

The cool air conditioner rushed to the face, and on the left side of the face just entered the door, there was a pot of rich bamboo, and on the right was an antique fish tank.

This is a typical feng shui fortune ornament, Jin Feng nodded secretly in his heart.

With a dozen eyes, some of the porcelain on the Bogu shelves in the store can be seen, and there are four framed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the front, the four gentlemen of Meilan, bamboo and chrysanthemum.

The payment is a person in modern times, and Jin Feng naturally doesn't understand.

In the corner, there is a kung fu tea table more than two meters long, and on a natural round bench made of a tree stump with a diameter of one foot, two people are sitting, leisurely sipping tea, whispering in a low voice.

Jin Feng stood at the door for a few seconds, and a young woman stood up on the mahogany imitation Taishi chair at the door.

The young woman was in her thirties, her figure was not out of shape, she was wearing a black off-the-shoulder dress, her makeup was very thick, and her big scarlet mouth was as red as blood.

The two eyes looked Jin Feng up and down, pursed his lips, and said lukewarmly.

"What are you doing?"

Although he changed into the cleanest clothes and the best shoes, in the eyes of the young woman opposite, he was still just a passerby.

This made Jin Feng a little uncomfortable.

"Do you want to accept things?"

Jin Feng said lightly.

The cold words made the woman slightly stunned, and said, "Of course I accept it." ”

"What do you have?"

Jin Feng took out the plastic bag, threw it gently, and landed steadily on the square coffee table.

The young woman picked up the plastic bag and took a closer look, and sighed.

He stretched out his hand and beckoned, called the apprentice to bring gloves, took out the copper coins from the plastic bag, and placed them next to each other on the square table.

Then he brought a vernier caliper and measured the size of each copper coin.

The young woman was a little moved. He beckoned again, and asked the apprentice to fetch a one-eyed magnifying glass, the kind that was worn on the eyes.

Jin Feng had already seen this kind of magnifying glass, and this was what the watchmakers of Tiandu City and the Great Demon Capital wore at that time.

After measuring the size of the copper coin, the young woman took a high-powered magnifying glass and looked at it carefully, which took half an hour.

At this time, the young woman didn't call anyone to greet Jin Feng, so Jin Feng could only stand.

Finally, the appraisal was over, but the young woman did something that Jin Feng didn't expect.

Ask the apprentice to bring a tablet, open a picture file, and compare each coin next to each other to the coin on the picture.

came and went, and most of the hour was gone.

The young woman here was looking at the coins, and in the other corner, one of the two men called Xiao Song.