This abandoned factory area is huge.

In order to carry out activities, a tenth of them were deliberately circled.

But that's not small, 60,000 square meters.

Between the various factories, there are crowds of people everywhere.

Bai Ke pulled Jiang Yi to follow the music, and soon came to the stage with the crowded flow of people.

The stage was built against the backdrop of a large house.

At this time, several hairy monsters were roaring hoarsely on the stage.

Even Jiang Yi felt the noise and vibration, and couldn't help but cover his ears.

Bai Ke paused for a moment and pulled Jiang Yi to the side.

In one corner, a guy played his guitar and sang in a low voice.

He probably couldn't hear such a noisy environment.

I guess it's there to practice fingering.

Looking at his iconic hairstyle, Bai Ke recognized it at once.

Hurriedly ran over: "Xiaoli! is that you? Xiaoli!"

Wan Xiaoli put down the guitar and smiled modestly: "You know me?"

"yes, you're a big star. ”

"I'll go," Wan Xiaoli shook his head with a wry smile.

"In the eyes of those of us who are not in the mainstream, you are a big star. ”

"Thank you!" Wan Xiaoli clasped his hands together.

"Which bar are you in now?"

"Unplugged. ”

"Well, I'll see you when I'm free. ”

"Welcome. ”

"How are you now?

"No, I'm still in my hometown. ”

"That you ......"

Bai Ke wanted to ask him if he had any difficulties in his life, whether he needed help, and so on.

But he couldn't open his mouth.

There are always some people in this world who only want to have no worries about food and clothing, and do not want to be rich and rich.

Why bother them?

Bai Ke took out his business card and handed it over: "If there is anything, just say something." ”

Wan Xiaoli took the business card with both hands and looked down: "Mr. Bai, okay, I have time to go to the bar to play." ”

Bai Ke nodded: "No problem, I owe you at least ten tickets." ”

"Haha. ”

Yes, Wan Xiaoli is a clear spring in this noisy era.

How many non-mainstream souls he has soothed.

Not long after leaving the stage, I saw the antique exhibition area.

It was an abandoned factory building, and the door was guarded.

One door in and one door out.

Anyone who enters the tour is required to register their identity.

The old hat who usually hangs his son really does his work, and he is also meticulous.

Bai Ke pulled Jiang Yi to line up quietly.

Only a third of the queue were young people, the rest were in their thirties and forties, and some were in their sixties and seventies.

Foreigners also account for one-third.

A lot of them are gray-haired.

Registration is also fast.

After a while, it was Bai Ke and Jiang Yi's turn.

Bai Ke knew that the old hat would be inside, so he wanted to go around quietly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the hall, I was discovered by the old hat.

"Hehe, you landlord and old wealth, don't talk nonsense!"

"Haha!

There are display cabinets in a circle in the factory, and a very small number of antiques collected by Bai Ke and Lao Hat over the years are displayed inside.

Visitors point from time to time.

There were solemn-looking security guards in all corners of the room, keeping a close watch on everyone.

It seems that the security measures of the old hat are quite perfect.

"Go, I'll show you around and look at your old things. ”

The collecting activities of the White Guest began in the late 70s and ended in the early 90s.

Because the trick of collecting cultural relics is that the blind base is collected.

He can't understand any antique appreciation, authenticity and falsehood.

It's just to catch up with that era.

First, people don't have the awareness to collect antiques.

Second, antiques are not yet allowed to be formally traded.

So, there is no market at all.

A lot of stuff is picked up from rags.

Or bought at the price of cabbage.

The old hat led the white customer to a counter and pointed to the contents inside.

"Do you know this?"

Bai Ke looked down and saw that it was a bird food can.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"You little bastard!

"What? I gave you 50 dollars, which was the highest price at the time. ”

"50? You gave me 30!"

"It's 50, I remember it clearly!"

"Little bastard, staring and talking nonsense!"

Back then, Bai Ke, Bai Zong and Liu Qingtao came to the capital to help Liu Qingtao buy wedding supplies.

Take a stroll to Longtan Lake Park by the way.

As a result, I ran into an old hat set up in a stall.

I bought the bird food jar from the old hat.

As for spending thirty yuan or buying it for fifty yuan, the two of them can't figure it out.

Because, after Bai Ke bought two bird food cans at that time, he didn't give the money yet.

The chengguan came.

The old hat ran away with the cover roll between them.

Bai Ke kept his word and came to him again the next day.

Therefore, the specific price has become a confused account.

But the old hat admired the honesty and trustworthiness of the white customer

As a result, the two have formed a friendship of teacher and friend for nearly 20 years.

"Hehe, no matter how much money it is, I can pick up a big bargain. ”

"Not really. ”

The old hat lowered his voice: "Do you know how much this one costs right now?"

"How much?"

The old hat held out two fingers.

"2 million?"

"Your uncle, you're really not greedy, go to zero. ”

He followed the old hat back and forth, looking at the antiques he had collected over the years.

Bai Ke couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It immediately became clear why people love antiques.

Because antiques have memories.

It records the life trajectory of a person and a group of people.

In front of a showcase, there were especially many onlookers.

There are a few foreigners, and a few people who look like returned overseas Chinese.

A gray-haired old man even squatted on the ground, looking at it with a magnifying glass.

"Remember?"

The old hat pointed to the counter and whispered to the white customer.

The white guest took a look at the contents of the house.

It's plates, bowls, saucers, and other kinds of porcelain.

It's different from ordinary antiques.

They were all very clean, and all of them were crystal clear, like white jade.

And the patterns on it are all plum blossoms without exception.

"I'll go, isn't this 7501?"

"You little bastard, of course you remember this stubble, you took away a basket for 20 yuan...... It's like buying Chinese cabbage!"

"Be quiet, you old thing, jealous, aren't you?"

"Yes, Lao Tzu was blinded at the time. ”

These 7501s reminded the white customers of the old hats, their early antique customers chasing big baskets.

Before the 90s, individuals were not allowed to buy or sell antiques.

The only channel for antiques to flow is through the antique shops in the districts.

As a result, farmers around the capital often used large baskets to carry various antiques such as porcelain to sell to antiquities shops.

The antiquities shop is extremely demanding.

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, 200 large bottles were taken away for thirty or forty yuan.

And there must not be the slightest scar, mutilation.

A guy who came out to sell things with his fellow villagers for the first time actually carried a large basket of 7501 to sell.

Just let the clerk blow it out.

What is 7501 called?

It's 75 years of production, how can it be considered an antique?

Isn't that a joke?

It's not just the clerk who is annoyed.

The old hats, the connoisseurs, also laughed off their big teeth.

The reason why Bai Ke bought it was precisely because he was a two-hundred-and-five, and he didn't know the goods.