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Chapter 415: Digging the Old Mansion (Middle)

"I'll call him again......"

Ouyang Jun was also shivering from the cold, standing outside on this cold day, the cold wind blowing on his face, like a knife scraping, or a big star had foresight, and before going out, he wrapped himself tightly, only revealing a pair of eyes outside. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hey, Bai Er, look at it, here, 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, put the house here, there are not many people in our circle......"

This person seems to have a very familiar relationship with Ouyang Jun, although he also shouted brother in his mouth, but his face was not as respectful as Director Zheng, judging from what he said, it seems that he is also mixing well in this forty-nine 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 small, 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......"

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, let's go, why haven't I heard Jun'er mention you before?"

Bai Feng rubbed his hands and greeted Zhuang Rui, he and Ouyang Jun were small, and from elementary school to junior high school, they all got 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 remembered it, if the army didn't 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 is over the scales, idle time, just go to see those old books, for a long time, increase 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 military or local cadres, and the same is true for this party, although most of the students who come are still in school, but they are dressed up much 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 had a relative in Hong Kong, who came back to the mainland this year to visit relatives, and brought a lot of electrical appliances that could not be seen in Beijing, and also said that in Hong Kong, a broken book that flowed from the mainland could actually be sold for tens of thousands of yuan.

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, everyone just thinks it's a joke, just forget it, but Bai Feng is in his heart, but there are waves, broken books?

Bai Feng, who had doubts in his heart and was in his heart, began to praise that classmate intentionally or unintentionally, 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, after a few words, the classmate was happy to find 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 end of the class reunion, he asked around, and finally found the glass factory, and after a look, he knew that the objects that he had handled before were all treasures.

After realizing the value of those tattered goods, 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 at a high price, the so-called high price is actually just a book and a few cents for a painting, but in that era, these things were sold on a catty, and a pound was only a few cents.

Of course, Bai Feng is not indiscriminate, after getting this information, he is to work during the day, and drill into the various shops in the glaze factory at night.

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, Bai Feng worked for two years to earn wages, and he replaced it with a bunch of broken books and paintings, as well as some ceramic crockpots, and his Lao Tzu's savings for more than ten years were secretly tossed away, but this light can't get in and out, and it's not a way, Bai Feng had no choice but to take a Qing Kangxi porcelain 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 five to each other and divided it equally.

The classmate's relative was a businessman, and when he heard about it, he took a painting of Huang Gongwang that Bai Feng handed over to him and took it to Hong Kong, and sold it for 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 other places, when the restrictions on carrying antiques out of the country were not so strict, he shot a little more objects, and his pocket was completely bulging, and at the end of the nineties, after the domestic collectibles market was hot, Bai Feng became a collection of predators in China, and the objects in his hands, even some museums of considerable scale, could not be compared with them.

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 objects like this, you know, in the eighties, pure Huanghuali old mahogany tables and chairs, five yuan a piece is optional.

"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 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, saying that it was a little good, I haven't found time to look at it, just when the army mentioned that you want to find these objects, I will take you to see it today......"

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 is not old Beijing, otherwise ordinary people will not get these news.