Jia Lei walked into the scrap acquisition station with excitement but was slapped hard by reality, imaginary antiques, cheats did not appear, there were no masters, only the yard of garbage, waste, a small wind blowing, waste paper flying all over the sky.

Jia Lei didn't give up, walked to a pile of miscellaneous waste heaps, took a closer look, hoping to find a valuable thing, but no! Except for a soy sauce bottle that rolled over by his own bones, Jia Lei didn't find anything related to him.

"Old products, old products have business to the door. Uncle Hang shouted loudly, and a dark, thin old man came out with a homemade cigarette in his mouth.

"What's the business?" asked Lao Pin.

"I want to buy two iron cylinders and go back to make cigarette tubes, do you?" Uncle Hang asked, the old man nodded and pointed him in a direction, "Go over there, the iron is all over there, and pick it yourself." Lao Pin replied, and Uncle Hang passed.

"Grandpa, where are the broken vases, porcelain, broken bowls and other things you collected?" Jia Lei leaned over and asked in a low voice, and the old man gave him a blank look.

"That thing is not paper, not iron, not metal, why should I take him!" The old man looked at him like a fool, Jia Lei touched his nose in embarrassment and felt that what the old man said was right.

This is a scrap yard, and it also has a name called a scrap yard, and it collects all things that can be recycled and reused.

"Then you have old books and paintings, the kind used by the ancients! These are all paper. Jia Lei asked without giving up.

"Isn't that an antique? You should go to the antique street instead of come here, I don't. The old man said.

"You don't want to buy things, do you? Just a child of your age will take it seriously, really think you can dig out the treasure from the garbage heap! This will be okay if it is left for ten years, that is, five years ago, there were often people who could pick up one or two valuable antiques, but in the past two years, there have been too many stories of this kind in newspapers and magazines, everyone knows what antiques are, who will sell this thing as garbage, and those who are a little old are hidden as treasures. The old man said bluntly.

"Hey, I'm late for rebirth, and I haven't caught up with the good time to collect antiques. Jia Lei sighed in his heart, but some red cultural relics and things from the mass production period have not been paid attention to now, and Jia Lei picked up a lot of waste paper.

It doesn't matter if there is no fish or shrimp, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat!

"Why do you kid buy these things, the rattle dealers don't accept them, I often have several dealers here, these are useless. The old man said. (The sign of the old antique vendor, the doctor is rattling)

Jia Lei looked up at him sadly and indignantly, can he still give him a way to live, now the antique dealers are not only running through the alleys, scraping the ground, and even the scrap station they don't let go.

"They are so capable, why don't they go to the garbage dump to collect it, then they don't need money!" Jia Lei couldn't help but complain.

"They also went to the garbage dump, and Fu Er, who picked up garbage next door last year, didn't know where to turn out an ancient painting and sold it for 20,000 yuan! The old man said enviously.

In 75 to 85 years, many people were afraid of ruining the "fourth uncle" again, so they hurriedly sold the returned things as scrap, and they were illiterate, and some dealers came to collect things and sold them by the piece, and Tang Bohu's paintings and Qing Dynasty paintings were all sold at the same price!

It is said that in the early eighties, antique dealers brought a few pounds of sugar cubes, some freshly burned plates and bowls, and they could exchange a lot of good things in the streets and alleys, and after a few years, this set would not be good!

The common people are not stupid, they know that old things are valuable, and if they want to buy them again, they have to use money to buy them, and in the 90s, everyone knows that old things are antiques, and they are particularly valuable, so they easily do not sell them! The antique craze set off in the 90s is particularly crazy, and many auction records are set by that.

Lao Pin came from a scrap vendor, and he brought a lot of things, waste paper, scrap iron and glass bottles. The old products are classified into different categories, and the same weighing, and the price is very proficient, and it will be finished after a while.

"It's 31 pieces in total, 7 gross 2. Lao Pin pinched a wad of change and said, the other party rubbed his hands happily.

"Lao Zhao, we deal with each other every day, you can't fool me!" Lao Pin said, and the man named Lao Zhao looked at him a little uneasily.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Lao Zhao touched his trousers and said.

Lao Pin didn't talk nonsense with him and walked directly to the things and turned them up, Jia Lei saw him turn out two copies of the king from a pile of waste paper and waste books.

"Three catties!" Jia Lei felt strange that these two books were quite thin, they shouldn't be so heavy, and after a closer look, it turned out that the books were wet.

Lao Pin walked to the scrap metal again, and pulled out a fist-high wood carving from a broken iron kettle.

"It's iron and wood again, this thing is not iron, it's still weighed!" and then put it on the scale, removing these two things, and the man's income was only 29 yuan and 4 cents.

"Isn't this my daughter-in-law sick again, and I will ...... if I want to grab the medicine, I will " The man said embarrassedly, and the old man's hand counted the money after a pause and then continued to count.

"Thirty, take it! ”

Jia Lei watched the man thank Lao Pin and then helped him bring everything to the warehouse, Lao Pin opened a small door and threw the wood carving in, Jia Lei saw that there were some strange things or broken antiques inside. The wood carving crossed an arc and knocked down a broken bronze statue and fell to the ground together.

"It's a pity that this is an antique and it's broken!" Jia Lei said.

"What antiques, they are all things that the dealers don't want! All of them are broken, and the dealers only need to be good. Lao Pin glanced at him and explained. Jia Lei's heart moved, now everyone doesn't know about antique restoration, and there are not many people who want antiques with poor quality, and they can pick up a leak by themselves.

Jia Lei bought more than a dozen things at a price of 20 yuan, mainly Buddha statues and calligraphy and paintings, and these two things will not be lost! The Buddha statues he picked were all broken in the lower half of the body, because Jia Lei remembered that there was a category in the antique collection that was the Buddha's head!

It's a big deal, go back and modify it and sell it as a Buddha's head.

In addition to these two things, the rest are not famous, and they can only be sure that there are things from the emperor's period, but Jia Lei doesn't know what, and the old product doesn't know either!

I bought them because they were so beautiful, whether it was carving or patterning, there was always something outstanding, Jia Lei thought that even if it wasn't an antique, it would be cost-effective to take it home as a work of art.

Here Jia Lei is full of harvest, and Uncle Hang over there also picked a suitable cigarette holder and came back, looking at the pile of rags that Jia Lei bought, he didn't say anything, just kindly reminded him that if he has money, save some money, don't spend it indiscriminately, Lao Pin touched the money in his pocket and squinted with a smile, he was originally afraid that the child's parents would ask for the money back.

After weighing the weight of the iron cylinder, Lao Pin went to the house to take the abacus to settle the accounts, and went to Jia Lei and Uncle Hang to follow up.

"This table is so beautiful, what kind of wood?" Jia Lei looked at a square table in the old room and said, although the table is very dirty, it is very beautiful, especially elegant.

"Like! Give me 50 and I'll sell it to you. Lao Pin smiled and said that he picked it up anyway. When someone moved and pulled a cart of things to sell, he threw away all the old furniture without collecting the wood, and he saw that the table was sturdy and picked it up! He also wanted to sell it, but no one wanted it, because the table was too dirty to see what kind of wood it was, and it was too heavy, so he didn't want to use a car to pull it when he bought it.

"Okay!" Jia Lei nodded happily, anyway, it's only 50 yuan, he can't buy it, he can't afford to lose money, and he can't buy it.

"No, 50 yuan is too much!" Uncle Hang finally couldn't help but jump out and object, although Jia Lei spent his own money, and it had nothing to do with him, but this money was not blowing in the wind, it was Jia Aiguo who exchanged his life for it, and Jia Lei couldn't be allowed to spend it indiscriminately.

In the end, after Uncle Hang's bargaining, Jia Lei only spent 40 yuan to buy it, and the old product also built two chairs, and the chairs are also old things!

"Xiao Lei! Even if you have money in your hand now, don't spend it indiscriminately, it's better to save it and keep it for your daughter-in-law in the future!" Uncle Hang told when he left after pressing the cigarette pipe, Jia Lei nodded perfunctorily. In his opinion, money is not earned by saving.

Anyway, he's not spending money, let's just say that he made a lot of money today!

He bought a broken painting of Qi Baishi -- it was really a broken painting! I don't know who tore off half of a good painting, and the remaining half was cut with a knife with two long cuts, but it didn't matter! Qi Baishi's painting was sold for more than 200,000 yuan per square foot, especially shrimp! It was sold by centimeters, and he could cut out the picture and cut out the shrimp on the top piece.

Jia Lei gave a box of dim sum and two cans to Uncle Hang as a thank you gift, after all, it costs more than 100 catties even the table and cigarette holder, and it is hard to push it back by manpower.

Jia Lei sat in his new home and began to settle accounts, and the money was not spent at any time, and it was spent more than two hundred and sixty in just two days. He's going to find a way to open source!

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That night, Jia Lei and Sanni lay on the hot kang and talked through the wall, they were both very happy to have their new house, and the happiest thing was that they finally didn't have to suffer from the cold anymore, so Jia Lei let go of himself as soon as he was happy.

"My name was given by my parents, and I don't want to change it!" Sanni said stubbornly.

"But Sanni's name is so earthy, you are from the city now, so that your colleagues will laugh at you when they hear it!" Jia Lei persuaded hard, Sanni was a little moved, but she still kept hesitating, and finally Jia Lei compromised and changed her to a name that she particularly liked and was very good.

"Either you will be called Suzanne in the future, and you will only change one word at a time, and it will be a homophone. Looking for her thousands of times in a dream, but the person was in the lamplight. Her English name is Susan. ”

ps. It's time for ps. again, and when it comes to changing names, it was the trend of the early nineties, and there were two main types of people who changed their names at that time.

One is the pursuit of trends, they usually change their own foreign name or directly take a combination of Chinese and Western names, or take a special literary and artistic name, hazy poetry was popular at that time, and the pursuit of feeling usually uses rare words as a name.

The other is to be forced to change the name, at that time, the universal ID card of the whole people, but if the ID card is printed with dog eggs, donkey eggs, pockmarks, leashes, iron pillars, etc., it is too ugly to hear, and the staff of the household registration office will usually let you change the name.

Some of them changed it themselves, and some of them were changed by the staff, anyway, many people were illiterate and filled in by the staff when they added their names. This has come up with a lot of names such as loving the party, loving the country, and building the army, which are easy to write and remember.

Illiterate people can remember their names, after all, these words were written all over the walls at that time, and the half-meter-high characters were written before and after twenty or thirty years, and even today they are often seen.