After taking the money, the brothers returned to the west gate of Peking University, lit the great unity to the two stunned homeowners, and then signed and took away the two house deeds and the keys to the two houses.

Then, the brothers returned to the dormitory of Beihang University, handed over the key to Bai Bin, and let Bai Bin take care of the house.

When Bai Zong and Bai Ke returned to the Hepingmen Hotel, Liu Qingtao also came back, and the wedding supplies that should have been bought were almost bought.

The three of them discussed where to play.

Bai Ke suddenly remembered that the biggest purpose of coming to Kyoto this time was to collect some antiques, and he brought Liu Qingtao over to let him help the staff officers.

But the Pan Jiayuan of later generations does not even have a shadow now, where to find antiques.

Bai Ke looked up and saw the uncle who was guarding the door.

The janitor is in his sixties, usually flamboyant, and seems to have some life experience.

Right now he's playing with two walnuts in his hand and listening to the radio.

Those two walnuts seem to have been playing with them for some years, and they have become sauce-colored.

Of course, it wasn't his walnuts that were of interest to the white guest.

It's dirty, greasy, and you don't want to pay for it.

"Uncle, do you know where you can buy old things here?"

"Yes, what do you want to buy? Would you rather buy an iron pot, an iron kettle, a glass, a towel, gloves, and big pants?"

The uncle spoke a set, as if he was talking about cross talk, which made Bai Zong, Bai Ke, and Liu Qingtao laugh.

Bai Ke said: "Uncle, what we want to buy is the kind of thing that is useless and used for playing." ”

"Oh," said the uncle, raising his hand and rubbing the two walnuts in his hand.

Bai Ke hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, we are not interested in you two eggs." ”

The uncle smiled and sighed again: "You are talking about antiques." In the past, there were this kind of in the area of the vegetable market and the white paper workshop. But someone will catch it at every turn, and the big guy can only sell it secretly. ”

Bai Ke sighed: "It's a pity." Don't you have any more land to buy now?"

The uncle thought for a while: "Longtan Park Bird Market, you go to find out." ”

"But I don't like to rub eggs, and I don't like to play with birds. ”

"Hey, there are a lot of old things in the bird market, such as old bird cages, old cage claws, old bird bars, old bird food jars, etc. ”

Don't talk about white customers, Liu Qingtao, who has a little insight into antiques, has never heard of these things.

But the uncle is kind, and besides, there is nothing to do at the moment, so it is better to go over and take a look.

The three of them came to Longtan Park.

Sure enough, there is a small bird market here.

Listening to the sound of warblers singing and dancing, and looking at the people who came and went carrying cage birds, Bai Ke felt like a world away.

It's like you're back in the 21st century.

In 1979, there was a group of people who had already looked down on strife and enjoyed a quiet and peaceful life.

However, after a few walks, the white customers were disappointed.

There are some old goods here, but they are all related to birds, just like the bird cage and bird bar that the uncle said.

According to Bai Ke's lack of experience in his previous life, the collection value of these things is not high, unless there is a special interest in buying them back to play.

Bai Zong was very interested, holding the camera and taking pictures constantly.

Bai Ke was looking around boredly, and Liu Qingtao suddenly pulled him: "That should be a bird food can, right?"

Most of the people who sell birds and bird cages in the market have shelves, and the birds and bird cages are on top of them.

Only the guy in front of him is setting up a stall.

There were rags on the floor, and all sorts of small jars were placed on them.

This little jar is smaller than a water glass and larger than a wine glass.

It looks like porcelain with a date.

When I was in the hotel, when the uncle said "bird food cans", the white guest had not yet been numbered.

But now, it's not a bird can.

Although I didn't play with birds in my previous life, I watched others play with birds countless times.

This kind of small jar is placed in a bird cage to feed the birds, feed them water, and so on.

Bai Ke and Liu Qingtao squatted down and played carefully.

Although he doesn't know about antiques, he still loves these intricately made bird food jars.

Liu Qingtao's eyes lit up and looked at it repeatedly.

After playing for a while, Bai Ke couldn't help but ask, "Are you all ancient?"

Bai Ke is a child, and Liu Qingtao's dress looks like he came from a sixth-tier small county.

Therefore, the stall owner seems to look down on them a little.

He was smoking a cigarette pouch and pot on Erlang's legs, and replied irrationally: "Little brother, what era did you say in ancient times?"

"The Qing Dynasty or something. ”

"The Qing Dynasty is available. Be careful, it's Xuande of the Ming Dynasty in your hand. Hey, that guy, that's Yuan Qinghua in your hand. ”

As he spoke, Bai Zong shook his head and walked over.

The stall owner immediately straightened his eyes and looked Bai Zong up and down.

Bai Zong's dress is still very fashionable at the moment.

In addition, he is tall, good-looking, and has a camera around his neck.

At first glance, he looks like a rich man.

And over the years, following Bai Ke to travel around, Bai Zong has also had a lot of chicken thieves, and he can understand the current situation at a glance.

He took out the fine Chinese from his pocket and fiddled with it for a long time, and slowly took out a cigarette roll.

As soon as he put it in his mouth, the stall owner reached over and helped Bai Zong light the cigarette.

Then he was afraid that Bai Zong would not be able to see it, and fiddled with the lighter in his hand.

Bai Zong saw it, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it: "Where did you get this lighter?"

The stall owner was triumphant: "I exchanged it with a soldier of the United States." ”

"This, is this a famous brand?"

"Of course, ZP. ”

"What?

"Well, that's what it means, anyway. ”

"How much money do you want?"

"This, I still want to keep it for myself......"

"Alright, let's stop talking nonsense. ”

Bai Zong took out a large unity sheet and handed it over.

The stall owner took it happily, and immediately said to the white customer and Liu Qingtao who were squatting on the ground.

Bai Ke fiddled with a gourd-shaped bird food jar in his hand and whispered to Liu Qingtao.

"You look at the pattern? This feels ......."

The stall owner gave a thumbs up on the side: "Master, you really have a vision! This is from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty." It is said that the emperor at that time was very fond of raising birds, and the royal ceramics factory fired many bird food jars for him. You look at this glaze, you look at this blue and white. It is said that this blue and white is imported from the South Seas, and it is called Su You Boqing. ”

"During the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, that was Zhu Zhanji. ”

"Oh, yes, that's right, it's this surnamed Zhu, master, you really have ink in your stomach!"

"And how much do you want?"

"How do you have to give ......?"

The stall owner held out four fingers as he spoke.

Bai Ke shook his head: "It's too expensive, even if it's Zhu Zhanji, there are a lot of people in the world." ”

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's really not expensive. A few days ago, a businessman from Hong Kong and Kowloon wanted to give me 50. But we didn't want this baby to be lost overseas, so we didn't sell it to him. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, how did Hong Kong and Kowloon become an overseas ......"

As soon as Bai Ke's voice fell, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "The public security is here!"

Looking back, I saw a few small vendors fleeing like birds out of their cages, rolling up their bedding.

When I looked back, the stall owner in front of me was gone.

But the bird food jar is still in the hands of Bai Ke.

Several public security officers wearing the same clothes as Qin Yongmei walked over to this side.