Chapter 53: Three Hands

In front of the main hall of the City God Temple, there is a huge iron incense burner, which is filled with the incense that good men and women worship, there is an incense case in the hall, the statue of the Lord of the City God is enshrined on the altar in front of the incense case, and behind it is the image of the children with different expressions "Hundred Sons", which will be exactly during the Spring Festival, it is also a folk festival, the whole City God Temple is even more lively, and the voice of calling friends is endless.

"Sihui Building" is open, there is no general pagoda body, from each floor you can see the outside landscape, Zhuang Rui and so on five floors, look around, the surrounding landscape is in full view, in the distance is a group of shopping malls around the tower and a central square that seems to cover a large area.

On the northwest side of the tower body is the destination of Zhuang Rui's trip, the city god temple antique city, standing on a high place to see, there are streets in the whole antique city building, there are shops in the street, the level is quite distinct, due to the distance, the crowd surging in the antique city becomes like ants, a piece of black pressure.

Looking at the time, it was almost half past one o'clock, and he was about to leave Hefei at five or six o'clock in the evening, but there was not much time, Zhuang Rui hurriedly walked down the "Sihui Building" and walked towards the antique market next to it.

The City God Temple antique market does not look very big from the ground, but the four-story building encloses a courtyard, if it is not from the air browsed, Zhuang Rui does not know that there is something else inside, the gate of the market is also very inconspicuous, but when passing through the parking lot at the door, Zhuang Rui saw a lot of good cars, Mercedes-Benz BMW parked several, and even a phantom Rolls-Royce that is rarely seen in China, which also makes Zhuang Rui's heart full of expectations for the City God Temple Antique City, which is known as one of the top ten antique markets in China.

Because it has just passed the New Year, people still have some holidays, it is also overcrowded in the antique city, and the Pengcheng antique market, there are also many stalls here, and the most lively is these stalls, on the contrary, like those antique shops with a formal face, but they are full of visitors.

The reason for this is actually very simple, the things on the stalls are cheap, in the jargon, they are called pretty goods, and there are some good things among them, it depends on everyone's eyesight, but Zhuang Rui knows that those stores have some regular customers, and they don't care very much about these individual customers who want to pick up Taobao.

During this time in Pengcheng, Zhuang Rui did not run to the antique market, he knew that he often went to the antique market to wander around, nothing more than two kinds of people, one kind of people are mostly elderly, the purpose of coming here is to cultivate self-cultivation, although you can collect real products, not genuine products can also appreciate their artistic modeling, such people have higher taste, often see more, shoot less.

And the purpose of the other kind of person is the same as Zhuang Rui, coming here for Taobao, of course, Zhuang Rui's biggest purpose is to add some aura in his eyes, as for Taobao, it is defined by Zhuang Rui himself as an additional product after the aura is absorbed.

People who come here to Taobao can be divided into two kinds, one is because they like it, and most of them are used for collection and play after buying, and rarely resell, and the other is the insiders, just like the boss Wang who Zhuang Rui knows, specializing in antique trading to make money, in their eyes, all objects can be sold, as long as you give the right price.

Zhuang Rui's time is more urgent, he has no goal, follow the crowd in front of each stall shuttle, only in front of the stall selling calligraphy and painting antiques, will stop and observe, as for other stalls, just a look at the flowers, but it has also risen a lot of knowledge, the variety and quantity of antiques here, obviously more than the Pengcheng antique market, just those dazzling jade small pieces, just casually placed on the stall, it seems that the grade is much lower.

Along the way, Zhuang Rui actually saw many villain books on a stall, as well as cigarette boxes, sparks and all kinds of tickets, which were the most common items in the 80s, which evoked Zhuang Rui's memories of childhood life.

casually asked the price, the price is not low, a villain book published earlier, it will be sold for hundreds of yuan, and the complete set is even more expensive, ranging from hundreds to thousands, Zhuang Rui did not expect that these things have been left to this day, and they have become antiques.

"When I was a child, my house was full of boxes, and you sold it for so much for a few cents. ”

Zhuang Rui squatted on the ground, looked at the gadgets on the stall, and muttered to the stall owner wearing a cap in front of him very unhappily.

The stall owner looked like he was in his forties, he was full of honesty, and he didn't get angry after hearing Zhuang Rui's words, and said with a smile: "Young man, it's not like what you said, twenty years ago, you could buy a lot of things for a few cents, but now I'm afraid you can't find a few cents of tickets and coins, and there is no point in going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, don't you say, young man......"

"Big brother, what you said makes sense, that would be a cream popsicle is a penny, and now you can't buy it dozens of times, this thing is getting more expensive every year......

Although he was robbed of white, but Zhuang Rui was not angry, the words of the stall owner are indeed reasonable, not to mention anything else, in the early eighties, the three words "10,000 households" are synonymous with the rich, and the object of envy of everyone, but if it is put now, the people on the street are 10,000 households, even if Zhuang Rui a few months ago, counting his entire net worth, it is also a 20,000 yuan household, and the 10,000 yuan household in the early eighties is probably at least on par with the current multimillionaires.

"Yes, the young man is right, what is an antique, it is a thing that has been precipitated by time, and what can be preserved until now is an antique, and there is no ...... when you see it."

The big brother of the stall was very talkative, pointed to a red iron thermos at his feet and said: "Just this thing, in five hundred years, it will also be an antique, of course, if it is not broken." ”

Zhuang Rui heard what this person said interestingly, laughed, this is not wrong, I didn't see those broken bricks on the ancient city wall of Xi'an, have they become treasures until now, Zhuang Rui was about to joke with this person, and suddenly heard a noise in front of him, and the nature of the Chinese people who love to see the excitement is undoubtedly revealed at this time, Zhuang Rui just heard the voice, and the front is already three circles on the left and three circles on the right are full of people.

Zhuang Rui has just turned 25 years old this year, although he is old, but he is also curious, he stood up immediately, and was about to squeeze in to have a look, but he was pulled by the stall owner.

"Young man, it's okay to see the excitement, wait for the people from the market management office to come, this will disperse, and it won't be too late to see ......"

The big brother of the stall was obviously out of kindness, because when Zhuang Rui followed his eyes and looked at the crowd, he suddenly saw a person's hand pulling out the wallet from the pocket of his pants, but the hand that took out the wallet was not the owner of the pants.

ps: The essence of this week is gone, and the essence is added in the early hours of Monday...... Thank you all for your support