Hefang Street is in the old town of Hangzhou, at the foot of Wu Mountain, close to the West Lake, it is one of the few old streets in Hangzhou that retains the historical flavor, around two thousand years, the Hangzhou government will develop here into a pedestrian street, retaining the antique color, on both sides of the road, antique buildings, time-honored brands are all over, and the flags are fluttering. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you go back a thousand years, this location is under the imperial city of the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, the so-called imperial city root, the central position of the entire country's political economy.

However, thousands of years ago, the prosperity of the Southern Song Dynasty was a kind of return to the light of a giant beast before it was on the verge of death, and there was a sense of anger and madness everywhere;

At this time, in Hefang Street, although it is difficult to hide the obvious man-made commercial atmosphere, it is full of vigor and vitality.

Zhao Zejun took the army to walk around the street, and after a while, he went to the small shop on the street, looked at this and touched that, and bought some simple snacks at the stall, and he didn't know if it was an illusion.

In addition to being in prison, Zhao Zejun really rarely has such a relaxed time.

While walking, he chatted with the military at will.

How's the renovation of his lobster shop, ...... 's illness is not better, are you ready to marry Sun Jiajia, why Jiang Xuan's guy is not looking for a woman now, how did those little brothers in the sports school mix up, who likes so-and-so in the company, and so-and-so doesn't appreciate it...... And so on and so forth.

It turns out that men chatting together is nothing more than these gossips.

Walk to a three-way intersection, in front of which is a row of archways, leading to the city, and there is an antique building at the corner of the street: the flower, bird, fish and insect market on Hefang Street.

Zhao Zejun's heart moved, I don't know if I remembered something, and walked into the building.

It was not long after it got dark, and there were still many tourists in the building, walking up the stairs, there was a floor that seemed to be dedicated to selling antiques, and there were many small stalls in the aisles, with small knick-knacks such as incense burners.

Zhao Zejun took a few things and asked, "Why don't you buy a souvenir for Sun Jiajia or something?"

"It's all fake. Junzi said.

Zhao Zejun smiled: "But your intentions are real." ”

Junzi was stunned for a moment and scratched his head.

As I walked, I saw that there was a store in front of me with a clean door, nothing was placed, and the surrounding shops were lit with lights, and the doors were wide open, but this store was the only one that had no lights on the door, and even the door was not opened, but hung with thick curtains.

A sense of déjà vu.

No matter how you look at it, this store has already closed, but Zhao Zejun instinctively felt that he wanted to go in and have a look, so he raised his hand and lifted the curtain.

The door to the back was not closed.

The store is not large, with two rows of cabinets against the wall and a glass counter.

Behind the counter, there was a very dim lamp, and under the orange light, a middle-aged man in a robe leaned back in a rocking chair, holding a thread-bound book in his hand, and he was fascinated.

Obviously, people outside the door come and go, but in this environment in the room, the middle-aged man behind the counter who was shaking on the chair actually had a very eerie feeling.

Junzi subconsciously stood in front of Zhao Zejun, staring at each other with some vigilance,

There was light in the room, which was reflected on the side face of the middle-aged man, but it looked very pale, and it looked like a ...... It's like a zombie.

"Just look at ......," the middle-aged man said without raising his head, his voice did not fluctuate, and he was a little hoarse.

Zhao Zejun smiled, smiled happily, walked to the counter, and lay on the glass.

"Boss Shen, long time no see. ”

Shen Lian, who was reading a copy of the Oracle Bone Collection, suddenly raised his head, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and looked at the smiling young man in front of him.

"Zhao Zejun, why are you here?"

Old people, foreign places, chance encounters.

Even the zombie-faced Shen Lian showed an obvious look of joy, stood up against the counter, and said, "You sit, I'll make you tea." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards the cabinet on the side.

As soon as he walked like this, Zhao Zejun found that one of his legs was lame, and he walked one high and one low.

Zhao Zejun frowned slightly, Shen Lian's legs and feet were neater than his own, rummaging through the garbage heap to find valuable things, not to mention jumping up and down, at least he was walking like flying.

Looking at him again, he already has gray hair on his sideburns, and he is obviously older than a few years ago.

A pot of tea is brewed, and the room is filled with mist and the smell of tea.

"Come, drink tea, third-class Longjing, it's not a good tea. ”

The real top Longjing is only a small piece of real estate by the West Lake, and it is only a small basket a year. Just like the monkey kui, the top monkey kui, only the few tea trees in the pit are produced. Strictly speaking, the rest are all fake, and they are divided into grades according to the quality and distance from the real place of origin.

The third-class Longjing, which is a very popular Longjing on the market, is indeed not a good tea, especially for Shen Lian, who has always been very particular and understands these things, it seems a little shabby.

When Lao Zhao went to his store in Yijiang City, the tea that Shen Lian brewed in the later period was better than the third-class Longjing.

Looking around, the things on the shelves in his small shop are much inferior to the original shops in Yijiang City in terms of quantity and quality.

Especially in terms of quality, even Lao Zhao, who doesn't know how to do it, can see it at a glance, which means that it is really fake.

Only the red clay tea set back then is still there.

Shen Lian spoke, pouring tea for Zhao Zejun and Junzi.

Zhao Zejun's eyes tightened slightly, and the little thumb of Shen Lian's right hand was gone, leaving only a small section of bald bones.

"Boss Shen, what's going on?" Zhao Zejun finally couldn't help but ask.

This sentence 'what's going on' is actually asked a lot.

Why is his leg lame? It is definitely not that he was fooled, with Zhao Zejun's understanding of Shen Lian, the people who can fool him dare not say no, at least Lao Zhao does not have the ability;

Why is the little finger gone? Why is the shop abandoned like this? The original Bogu Zhai was in the antique market in Yijiang City, there was a No. 1, and in 02, the store that could take out hundreds of thousands of dollars casually was definitely not a small shop.

Shen Lian and Zhao Zejun don't have a deep friendship, and they haven't been dealing with each other for a long time, but Zhao Zejun actually likes this guy a lot.

Not the kind of like.

If he really suffered any misfortune and was bullied like this, Zhao Zejun didn't mind helping him.

Shen Lian shook his head and smiled, waving his hand: "It's not what you think, my hometown will deal with some chores." I'm completely relaxed now. ”

Shen Lian's origin has never been told to Zhao Zejun, but Zhao Zejun vaguely knows that he should be from a small county in the south that specializes in counterfeiting, and that local counterfeiting has become an industrial scale.

Counterfeiting, no matter how acquiesced it is, is illegal after all, especially large-scale counterfeiting, once investigated, the sin is definitely not small.

Listening to what he meant, it seemed to be out of that place.

It's no wonder that in the past, Boguzhai in Yijiang City was a stronghold in the fake county, of course, there was money and goods, but now that he is out of the support of the 'big rear', he naturally looks shabby here.

Zhao Zejun thought for a while, "Then I want to congratulate you, but the price is a bit big." Fingers, legs. ”

Shen Lian raised his head and said seriously: "The legs are rheumatism, and the hands are pressed by the machine tool, you really misunderstood." ”

People who usually have a straight face, seriously saying a very nonsense thing will have a very special comedic effect, and Zhao Zejun almost choked on a mouthful of water.

"Rheumatism, machine tool ...... Okay......" Zhao Zejun wiped his mouth, shook his head and laughed.

In any case, it's always good to get out of the quagmire.

Seeing that Zhao Zejun and Shen Lian were old acquaintances, Junzi got up after drinking a cup of tea, took a look at the shelf with his hands behind his back, took a string of bracelets that looked emerald green, and asked Shen Lian: "Boss Shen, how much is this jade bracelet?"

Shen Lian glanced at it and said, "That's the glass, the color of the laser hitting it." Are you sending your girlfriend?"

Junzi was stunned: "Yes." ”

"You wait. Shen Lian got up, limped to the back room, and after a while, he came out again, took an ordinary wooden box, put it on the table and opened it.

There was also an emerald green bracelet inside, placed in velvet, which looked similar to the one that the army had just held.

But it seems to have more 'texture'.

"This is true, it won't fade, and the more you wear it, the greener it gets. Shen Lian said.

Junzi picked it up and looked at it, nodded and said, "How much?"

8600, Junzi swiped the card and gently put it in his pocket.

Zhao Zejun and Shen Lian chatted for a while.

Shen Lian is still like that, he doesn't talk much, most of them are Zhao Zejun talking.

Probably because of this, every time he sees this old guy, Zhao Zejun always wants to say more, so he talks about his experience in the past few years.

Hearing that Zhao Zejun opened a company, did real estate, and played the Internet, Shen Lian didn't have too many surprised looks, or that zombie face, it seemed to be taken for granted, mainly listening to Zhao Zejun, he occasionally said a few words of his opinion, and added tea to Zhao Zejun, and he didn't have any impatience.

During the period, a wave of guests came, Shen Lian waved his hand, said that he would not do business today, and then closed the door.

Seeing that the time had reached more than eight o'clock, Zhao Zejun got up and was about to leave, Shen Lian suddenly asked very casually: "Will you come again in the future?"

Zhao Zejun was slightly stunned.

This doesn't look like his style, this guy has always been very withdrawn, and he stayed alone in the store during the Chinese New Year.

"It's nothing, you can get busy. Shen Lian said, handing over a very ordinary business card, "There are antiques to be identified, I can help." ”

Zhao Zejun took the business card, put it in his bag, and thought for a while, "Hmm...... Boss Shen, the rent here is not cheap. ”

Shen Lian looked at him, not knowing what he meant.

Can the rent be cheap in the most prosperous pedestrian street in Hangzhou?

"Now Jianwu City's economy is good, there are many rich people, my Zeye Square, I really don't sell antique jade, if you are interested, it is better to rent my shop, there are still a few shops renting over there." Besides, I will have to have antique things in my future communication, you are here, help me palm my eyes. Zhao Zejun said.

Of course, all the shops in Zeye Square in Jianwu City have been sold, but Lao Zhao wants to rent it, of course, there is no problem.

Shen Lian glanced at Zhao Zejun deeply and nodded: "Okay, thank you." ”

"Then I'll go, after you arrive in Jianwu City, call me. ”