New York's average temperature in March is only one to nine degrees, and it is especially cold in the morning, and the six floors of Manhattan's Upper West Side are all heated.

Han Xuan just got up, his hair was a little messy, his eyes were sleepy, he was only wearing a small gray neen, and walked to the cloakroom barefoot.

The room is more than twenty square meters, surrounded by open wardrobes, which the old man specially left for his grandson, this time knowing that he was coming over, he prepared a lot of new clothes, and the old ones were also hung here, seeing them Han Xuan was speechless for a while.

There are also some watch cases in the middle glass counter, from Disney's Mickey Mouse cartoon watches, to IWC, Breguet, Vacheron Constantin, forty or fifty large and small.

The boy took a few pieces of clothing, stood in front of the fitting mirror and gestured, and quickly picked out a red and white plaid sweater, added a sheepskin lapel jacket to the outside, and chose a white Yankees baseball cap, buttoned it on his head, and raised his legs outward.

The toilet window was not closed, a gust of cold wind blew in, Han Xuan lowered his head: "Pants"

After washing, go down the stairs on the second floor, Yuan Qinghua Guiguzi down the mountain big pot in the corner, since the identification is genuine, its treatment is a shotgun gun, now with a glass cover, the bottom cushion golden velvet blanket, no matter how you look at it is noble.

For more than three years, there has not changed much here, it is almost the same as the last time I came, the Qing Dynasty pastel vase is still placed in the living room, the sun shines in through the window, full of greenery, almost blinding Han Xuan's eyes.

"What is it?" walked over and stretched out his hand, it felt like a jade, about thirty centimeters high and twenty centimeters wide, he knew this thing, but it was the first time he had seen such a big thing.

"Tongzi Guanyin jade ornaments, bought when I was on a business trip in Hong Kong, there is an old thing to rob me, not in my hands. The old man shook the newspaper with a very smug expression, as if he had a holiday with the man he was talking about.

Jadeite is rarely seen in the West, and Han Xuan almost forgot about this kind of thing, and the price doubled in a year in the future.

Now, China has just opened, people have no money in their pockets, and they can't be wronged, Burmese cabbage sells this at a price, puts down the ornaments and sits down in front of grandpa: "I can buy more." ”

He took out the emerald gem on his chest and pointed: "I think it will be more expensive than this in the future." ”

Old man Han said casually: "The thing is from the Qing Dynasty, 7.7 kilograms, if it weren't for the fact that it is big enough and the workmanship is good, I wouldn't have bought it, 3 million US dollars." There is a Cixi's jade cabbage in Taipei that is regarded as the treasure of the town hall, and that is valuable. ”

"I don't care, you don't buy it or not. ”

"Buy! Pull it in a truck and pile up your room and see where you sleep at night. Amused by his grandson's coquettishness, the old man closed the newspaper and got up, pushed him to the restaurant, and said: "Go to breakfast first, I'll let you do those jade, I know that you have a good eye, wait and then go to the lower city, it's okay in the last few days, I'll accompany you." ”

"By the way, where's my grandmother?" asked Han Xuan, sitting at the table, taking an omelette sandwich and eating it.

"I've been traveling, South America is still somewhere, how many adults are, and I get together with friends every day, regardless of her. ”

"That's what grandma would enjoy. ”

", leave me alone in Los Angeles, I can't even drink hot soup when I get home after work, just like your dad, white-eyed wolf. ”

"I'll tell her when she gets back. Slowly, the boy smirked as he took a sip of warm milk.

“…… Don't!"

……

Because the headquarters of the United Nations is here, New York has become the diplomatic capital of the world.

Diplomats from various countries at the United Nations had to live in New York, and Han Xuan saw an unusually familiar red flag.

Now there is very little news in Europe and the United States that reports it positively, and how it is poor and backward, which makes the boy a little disappointed, and expects it to flourish along the trajectory of his previous life.

The grandfather and grandson came back from downtown after finishing their business, as if there was some important meeting, and there were many barricades in the streets near the United Nations building near 42nd Street on First Avenue.

The police also patrolled the area with heavy guns, making the already congested traffic even more congested and giving a different atmosphere to the commercial atmosphere of New York.

A deceitful diplomatic metropolis.

Not far away, Wall Street, which is only 500 meters long, is home to more than 2,000 banks, securities, insurance, stock trading and other companies.

On December 25, 1991, when the Soviet Union was declared to be dissolved, the financial entrepreneurs in suits were pleasantly surprised to find that the feast had just begun, and they gathered around to suck the last drop of its blood.

But these have nothing to do with Han Xuan now, the traffic jam is annoying, and he complained to the old man: "I knew that Benjamin would drive a helicopter to send us, there are too many cars here, and where are we going?"

"I have a good thing to buy, the owner told me last month, I haven't had time to go, and today is just right. "Old Man Han didn't call Little John over, he drove by himself.

The police officer next to him was polite and asked Bentley to go first from the bus lane, and the bus was still stuck behind anyway.

The other drivers were not surprised, because this is New York, as if the privileges of the rich are deserved.

There was a black man who was stuck in a traffic jam and delayed his own affairs, and he was arguing with the police, and the old policeman felt that he was suspected of attacking the police, so he immediately pulled out his gun, and the surroundings quickly quieted down.

The road ahead became clear, and after more than ten minutes, he arrived at the Manhattan Art and Antique Center, and Han Xuan looked out, there were many galleries and antique shops on both sides, as well as a museum building on the corner of the intersection.

Unlike when I played in Panjiayuan, there are no small vendors here, at least a few square shops, selling some "handicrafts" to tourists.

Drive in from the alley next to the more than 20-story old building, park the car in the underground parking lot, take the elevator up to the third floor, the door has just opened, and hundreds of square meters of shops have entered Han Xuan's sight.

Inside, it was like a jewelry fair, all kinds of antiques were locked in the window, the pure white light hit it, the glass looked thick, the corner monitor followed the two of them, and the big man in black opened the iron door with a soft sound.

Somehow, Han Xuan's head popped out of some kind of transaction scene in yesterday's movie, but fortunately, there were other customers hanging out with champagne, which dispelled his concerns, and he felt funny in his heart, he was his own grandson.

There is a bronze vessel of more than 20 centimeters in the front, and the boy knows which country it is at a glance, and the Suzaku shape features are too conspicuous, so he walks over and takes a look, and the price is clearly marked on it, 650,000 US dollars.

In addition to doing business, Mr. Han has such a hobby, probably because he came to the past, and he picked out new goods to take a closer look.

The boy came to him, and inside was a big bowl of red peony chrysanthemum in the glaze of Ming Hongwu, don't ask Han Xuan why he knew it, the sign was clearly written in Chinese and English.

I don't know it anymore, but there's still Japanese at the bottom.

"I know this thing, it was sold in Hong Kong for 20.35 million Hong Kong dollars in 89, and now it is only sold for 2.2 million US dollars?"

The boy said, "Now the exchange rate is one to seven to seventy-five, and it's still cheaper?"

"Pretty much, the auction price is inflated. After saying that, he beckoned to his grandson: "Ma'am, please show me this." ”

"Sir, you really have a vision, you just arrived two days ago, and many people have come to ask about it. ”

Han Xuan heard her speak and touched his chin.

"It's like being in Pan's homeland now. ”