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I'll call him again. Ouyang Jun, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, was also shivering from the cold, standing outside on this cold day, the cold wind blew on his face, like a knife scraping, or a big star had foresight, and wrapped himself tightly before going out, only revealing a pair of eyes outside.

"Hey, Bai Er, look at it, this sundial, hurry up and ......"

As soon as Ouyang Jun took out the phone, he saw a person walking from the alley, stretching out his head and shrinking his head, and hurriedly raised his hand to greet him. "Hey, Brother Jun, that's good, let's set up the house here, we have a lot of people, but there are not many people......"

This person seems to be very familiar with Ou Yanjun, although he also shouts brother in his mouth, but his face is not as respectful as Director Luo Zheng, judging from what he said, it seems that he is also mixing well in this Sijiu City.

"Come on, Bai Er, don't think I don't know, you also have two sets of yards in your hands, and you've been buying them for a long time, right?

Ouyang Jun glanced at the visitor dissatisfied, then pointed at Zhuang Rui, and said: "That's my cousin, Zhuang Rui, he also bought a yard, and wants to collect some old antique furniture, didn't you say that there is a place to demolish, and there are a lot of good things......?"

"His name is Bai Feng, I'm young, you just go back and follow him, come on, old brother, let's find a place to talk, this weather is damn evil, it's not December yet, it's so cold: i;... r。。。 ”

Ouyang Jun turned around and introduced Zhuang Rui, stomped his feet on the ground, and then beckoned Xu Qing and Gu Yun to walk outside the alley.

"Brother Zhuang, right, why haven't you heard Jun'er mention you before?"

Bai Feng rubbed his hands and greeted Zhuang Rui, he and Ouyang Jun are young, and from elementary school to junior high school, they have not been able to get together to fight, but his family fell early, the old man who fought died in the early days of the Cultural Revolution, Bai Feng still doesn't remember, if it weren't for the army to take care of his family, maybe he wouldn't even be able to live in the army compound.

It's just that this time has been a long time, no matter how good the affection is, it will fade, after Bai Feng went to junior high school, he moved out of the army compound, and those who came from the war in the past thought that the workers and peasants were the most glorious, so although Bai Feng's father did not go back to his hometown to farm, he was an ordinary factory worker.

And Bai Feng is a relatively strong person, he didn't go to school after graduating from junior high school, he entered the society, and his grandfather was also an old revolutionary on the street, so he arranged a job for him, went to work at the scrap yard, and in the early eighties, Bai Feng at the age of fifteen or sixteen began to get paid.

It will be the era of the planned economy, the scrap collection station is still public, most of them are some old books and broken copper and iron, Bai Feng is young, others take care of her, there is not much life, every day I have walked through the scales, idle time, just go to see those old books, for a long time, increased a lot of knowledge.

In addition, Bai Feng is a person with a good eyelid and a bit of culture, he grew up in the army since he was a child, and he is not lacking in knowledge, he has been working for more than two years, Bai Feng is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he actually became the stationmaster of the scrap acquisition station.

It is said that this is the end of his life, no matter how old he marries a daughter-in-law to live, his grandfather's glory has nothing to do with him, but by chance, Bai Feng participated in a party of junior high school classmates, and this party completely changed his life.

There are so many famous schools in old Beijing, and Bai Feng's school is basically the children of local cadres of the army, and the same is true for this party, although most of the students who come are forced to go to school, but they are dressed up more than Bai Feng.

Bai Feng is a high-spirited person, he knows that he doesn't belong to this circle anymore, he only has ears and no mouth at the party, he just listens and doesn't speak, and when one of his classmates shows off, what he says attracts him.

That classmate has a relative in Hong Kong, who came back to visit relatives in college 6 this year, bringing a lot of electrical appliances that can't be seen in Beijing, and also said that in Hong Kong, a broken book that has passed from college 6 can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, and in that classmate's mouth, Hong Kong seems to be full of gold.

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, everyone just thinks it's a joke, forget it after hearing it, but Bai Feng's heart is full of waves, broken books?

Bai Feng, who had doubts in his heart and was in his heart, intentionally or unintentionally, began to praise that classmate, he had been mixed in the society for a few years, and wanted to tout such a half-grown child who was still in school, it was not simple, a few words, the classmate would be happy to fight in the north, and regarded Bai Feng as a confidant, and Bai Feng also heard a noun from his mouth: antique!

It's just that the classmate can't tell what an antique is, anyway, it's an old object that is valuable, but this is not difficult for Bai Feng, after the class reunion, he asked around, and finally found the glass factory, and took a look

, only to know that those objects that dare to love yourself before are still treasures. After realizing the value of those rags, Bai Feng took it to heart, and explained to those who picked up the rags, and collected more old books and ancient paintings, and his acquisition station recycled them at a high price, the so-called high price is actually just a penny for a book, and a few cents for a painting, but in that current generation, these things are sold on a catty, and a pound is only a few cents.

Of course, Bai Feng is not indiscriminate, since he got this information, he is to work during the day, and go to the various shops in the glaze factory at night, there will be no Pan Jiayuan, the Beijing antique market is concentrated in the glaze factory.

Because Bai Feng is young and sweet-skinned, and he is diligent, he often helps clean up and splash water, and he likes him very much, and he likes him very much, and he will give a few words of advice if he has nothing to do, which makes Bai Feng's antique appreciation knowledge, which is rubbing up.

It's just a short period of two months, and the salary that Bai Feng earned after two years of work was replaced by a bunch of broken books and paintings, as well as some ceramic clay pots, and his Lao Tzu's savings for more than ten years were secretly tossed away, but he couldn't get in and out, and it was not a way, Bai Feng had no choice but to take a porcelain from Qing Kangxi and sell it to an antique shop in Liuli Factory in exchange for a thousand yuan.

You must know that the monthly salary of a person in that meeting is only a few dozen yuan, and a thousand yuan is already a huge amount of money, but Bai Feng is not satisfied, in his heart, he always remembers what the classmate said, these things can be worth tens of thousands of yuan if they are brought to Hong Kong!

After thinking about it, Bai Feng gritted his teeth, and finally found the classmate, told him that he had a treasure in his hand, and asked him to contact his relatives to help sell it, and then he and he added twenty to five and divided it equally.

The classmate's relative was a businessman, and when he heard this, he was really embarrassed, so he took a painting of Huang Gongwang that Bai Feng handed over to him and took it to Hong Kong, and detained a high price of more than 300,000 yuan, and Bai Feng got 120,000 yuan, which can be regarded as the first pot of gold in his life.

After tasting the sweetness, Bai Feng in addition to spending 10,000 yuan in private, bought a good set of courtyards, put the rest of the money into the collection of antiques, a few years later, the house he bought, which was full of all kinds of antiques, and then the scrap acquisition station was contracted to a private person, Bai Feng resigned from public office, and contracted the acquisition station.

To be honest, among the antiques that Bai Feng collected, there are many fakes, but even if they are fake, they are old objects, all of which are made by the ancients of the Republic of China or the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the value is also very high.

After the nineties, it was more convenient to go to Hong Kong and so on, at that time, the restrictions on carrying antiques out of the country were not so strict, he sold a little more objects, and his pocket was completely bulging, and by the end of the nineties, the domestic collection. After the product market was hot, white maple seemed to become a domestic harvest. The predators are big, and the objects in their hands can't even be compared with some museums of a large scale.

After having money in hand, Bai Feng also got in touch with his old friends, and set up a cultural communication company, last year he had something to ask Ouyang Jun for help, so he picked a screen and gave it to Ouyang Jun, which was also the one Zhuang Rui saw in Ouyang Jun's office.

Bai Feng has a lot of things like this, you know, in the eighties, the tables and chairs of the pure Huanghuali old red book, five yuan a piece can be chosen. "Brother Bai, our family was not in Beijing before, and it hasn't been long since we came, the fourth brother may not have mentioned it to you, by the way, what place are we going to today?"

At this time, Zhuang Rui didn't know Bai Feng's past, but looking at his appearance, he really had a bit of an elegant taste, wearing a folio Zhongshan suit and a pair of glasses, but he was middle-aged and slightly blessed.

"Not far from here, there is an old house to be demolished, a few days ago a Mao Er Ye came to me, said to run some good things, I have not found time to see, just Jun'er mentioned that you want to find these objects, today I will take you to see......

Bai Feng's energy in the past few years has been put into the film and television culture company, and he has played less with antiques, but his reputation is outside, and there are still many people who take the initiative to come to the door. "Okay, then it's troublesome Brother Bai..."Zhuang Rui nodded, the fault must be old Beijing, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to get these news. ps: The second update, Bai Feng, this person, is a prototype, I know this old antique worm by eye, don't guess, it's not surnamed Bai, nor is it surnamed Ma, hehe, that person is relatively low-key.

Continue to ask for monthly tickets, ask for recommendation tickets, ask for annual work tickets, others are hundreds of votes, unwilling, let's chase a ticket, gather sand into a mountain, unite as one, and the brothers with tickets are all up.

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