Zhou Xiaoan was not interested in the affairs of the Zhang family, and hid from the aunt and nephew of the Zhang family. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sister Zhang received the words she intended to let others pass on, and she didn't dare to harass her anymore. Zhang Shuangkai has nothing to say if he wants to find her, and it is not good for him to make things bigger, so it is not very difficult for Zhou Xiaoan to get rid of them.

The matter of food substitute biscuits came to an end for the time being, and Zhou Xiaoan began to ponder the food and meat in her space.

Not to mention vegetables, fruits, seasonings, eggs and milk, etc., let's just say that there are hundreds of square meters of grain and oil piled up in the supermarket, as well as the stock of grain in several large warehouses, plus the meat in several large cold storages, so many things, for hungry people, are all things that can save countless people.

She originally planned to put them in batches in the food substitute biscuits in the steel mill, but after so many twists and turns, she had no chance, let alone the mood to be this unsung hero.

But she didn't plan to keep these things, she wanted to take out these grains and meat, but it was no longer gratuitous.

If you don't leave a name, you have to get some benefits.

A few days ago, she had been asking Little Potato to inquire about them.

She pretended that Zhou's father wanted to find some antiques and ancient books, and asked Xiao Tudou to secretly help inquire about where most of the things of the big families that had been copied in Peizhou were placed.

Now we have not encountered the tide of the Red Revolution and breaking the four olds, and many old things before the founding of the People's Republic of China can still be found. Some big families that were seized after the founding of the People's Republic of China, many things were also retained, and they were piled up in some hidden warehouses and guarded by special personnel.

Of course, gold, silver, jewelry, precious jade, and other things must be missing, but books, furniture, porcelain, these feudal remnants that cannot be exchanged for food and clothing, and taking them out and using them will cause trouble are still temporarily sealed.

But it won't be long in coming, and in the near future, most of them will be smashed or burned down when they are broken.

Zhou Xiaoan planned to exchange the food and meat in the space for these things.

These things will soon be destroyed, and they will be in her hands for decades, and most of them will be treasures when they will see the light of day again, and they will be worth a fortune, and many of them are worth more than gold and silver.

In the future, I sold the Hope Elementary School, and it was better than being burned and smashed now!

Because of Zhou Xiaoan's food funding, these children quickly expanded their sphere of influence and strengthened their strength in Peizhou, and now they are unimpeded throughout Peizhou, which can be regarded as a real snake.

So I inquired in detail about several large warehouses that sealed these things, and without Zhou Xiao'an to say in detail, Xiao Tudou did things clearly, "They are all things that seal the old feudal scholars and the old and the young, and the comprador capitalist Dad Zhou definitely can't look down on it!" ”

Comprador capitalists all pay attention to foreign styles, there may not be a single ancient book, and the homes are all gramophones, telephones, and refrigerators.

But if you want to pay attention to foreign style, who can be more foreign than Father Zhou?

He also called Father Zhou with Zhou Xiaoan, so he almost didn't need to overdo it, and quickly integrated into the life of the Zhou family.

Most of these warehouses are under the jurisdiction of the Cultural Bureau or the local revolutionary committee, and the things are sealed up without even a single account book, so they are piled up haphazardly, and an old man is sent to sleep in the gatehouse, and no one will look at them for months or even a year.

The old man played chess in the shade of the tree at the gate during the day, and went to bed early at night, and even the most responsible one just took a lantern around the warehouse before going to bed.

Even using a flashlight feels like wasting a socialist dry battery on a pile of useless feudal dross!

So it was very easy for Zhou Xiaoan to get in.

Little Potato helped her inquire clearly, but she didn't move for a long time, until now she felt that the time was ripe, and she chose three warehouses as targets first.

In the evening, when everyone was asleep, she put on the clothes of a thin old man when she sold rice for the first time, and with a flash of thought in the space, she came to the mouth of a small alley across the street from a warehouse that she was fond of.

Picking up the blood jade that was thrown in the corner earlier, Zhou Xiaoan walked through the alley and walked dozens of meters before coming to the door of the warehouse.

After wrapping the blood jade with a handkerchief, Zhou Xiaoan threw it into the locked iron door, and the person also entered the gate with the blood jade.

Quietly walked to the door of the duty room, the windows were open in the summer, threw the blood jade through the window, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Xiaoan stood silently at the head of the bed of the uncle.

I sprayed the aceyl ether-spray-fog-twice on the uncle's face, and the uncle fell into a coma from a deep sleep, and he could not wake him up by moving him on the locomotive before tomorrow morning.

Zhou Xiaoan did the same, threw the blood jade through the narrow door of the warehouse, and the people followed.

The warehouse was in the middle of nowhere, and with high walls around it, she didn't have to worry about being seen, so she blatantly put four or five solar lamps to illuminate the inside.

As soon as he glanced at it, Zhou Xiaoan's eyes widened in surprise.

She seems to have found a great treasure!

This is a warehouse, this is simply an ancient furniture museum!

Half of the warehouse is a mess of furniture, most of it is damaged and dusty, but it is difficult to hide the luxury that they have accumulated over the years.

The twelve-leaf embroidered screen facing the door, several of which have been destroyed, but the intact ones are too beautiful!

The whole rosewood base and screen fan, exquisite embroidery, is more antique than what she has seen in the Provincial History Museum before!

The most important thing is that it is said that most of the furniture in the provincial museum is imitated later, and here it is all original and genuine antiques!

Huang Huali's circle chair and small table, the mahogany stepping bed like a huge small room, most of the luodian inlaid on it have been smashed or torn off, but the frame of the bed is very complete.

Mahogany poufs inlaid with blue and white porcelain, dressing tables with broken mirrors but exquisite carvings, tea tables made of sour branches, and so on.

This is what Little Potato said, something that was copied from the old family of a feudal relic. It is said that this ancestor has been an official in Jiangsu and Zhejiang for several generations, and only returned to his hometown in Peizhou with his family in the late Republic of China, when a whole train carriage was used to transport furniture!

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the widow still insisted on wearing a robe, and the children of the family must write calligraphy every morning and evening, and the fifteenth junior of the first year should kowtow to the elders and press it, which is a very famous stubborn feudal old man in Peizhou.

Zhou Xiaoan didn't want to comment on this old man's conduct and way of governing his family, the furniture he brought back to his hometown all the way was a good thing! And they are all very old and good things!

It may be that the person in charge of the house raid also knew that these were good things, and he was reluctant to let the workers and peasants take them out and smash them as firewood, so they were pulled to the warehouse and piled up.

Zhou Xiaoan was unceremonious, all the furniture was received in a warehouse that had already been cleaned up in the space, and even the small pestle with a broken leg did not fall, it was a pure handmade pestle carved with thousands of words!

With this carving material, it will be enough for the children of Hope Primary School to drink milk for a year after a few decades!

The rest is a bunch of clothes boxes and bookcases, as well as a few small bookshelves and pen holders, it is estimated that the large bookshelves are relatively easy to dismantle, and they are taken back by the workers and peasants to be used as door panels, bed boards, or large wardrobes.

So there are a lot of thread-bound books piled up on the ground in the corner, and some of them are stained with messy footprints on the outside, and some of them are torn, probably used to start a fire or use as toilet paper.

A corner of the warehouse has been leaking rain for a long time, and some of the books have been soaked and mildew. Zhou Xiaoan doesn't know much about this, so he can only try to pick and choose, and put the intact ones and those that can be remedied into the space, anyway, they won't suffer again in the space, and when they can see the light of day again, maybe which one with mildew will be out of print.

A large warehouse in a mess, well planned and neatly placed in the space, is also full of a small warehouse vacated by Zhou Xiaoan.

With the furniture and books packed, she spread a large piece of plastic sheeting on the floor and poured bags of flour out of the warehouse.

The words on the flour packaging bag cannot be seen, so they can only be poured out like this.

After pouring thousands of catties of flour and piling them up into several hills, Zhou Xiaoan stopped.

He spread a large piece of plastic sheeting on the side, and began to take out frozen meat, half and half of pork in the big freezer, large pieces of beef and mutton, whole chickens, ducks and rabbits, and a pile of meat before stopping.

Then, in the most conspicuous position of the warehouse, a few lines of large printed characters were written in red paint: The nation is in danger, and it is difficult to sit still. The power of the puppet is difficult to turn the tide. But peace of mind!