The first chapter laughs it off

Nancheng, the provincial capital of eastern Guangdong Province, is a city where tradition and fashion meet, and the old-fashioned and smart collide. The city is located in the south of the continent, whenever there is a change of dynasty, the Central Plains will escape the war to this area, thousands of years, the accumulated cultural essence has allowed this region to retain the most traditional and ancient culture and customs, rather than the capital or migrant workers, or nouveau riche, or simply foreign living customs. Therefore, the life of the people in the south is also different from other people, they have the busiest figure, and the most leisurely time, unlike some cities in the north, the leisurely time belongs to some people, and the busy figure belongs to another part of the people.

There are exceptions to everything, and there is a person in Sandeli, Xiushan Road, Nancheng City, who is not busy, but has a leisurely time.

A delicate young man, but unfortunately a young man who can only smile.

It was last summer, and suddenly a young man in a military coat suddenly appeared in the alley, and every morning at about eight o'clock, the young man would carry a small horse and come to the fork in time to sit under the mango tree, facing east. He smiled at everyone who came by, but only smiled, because he never accosted anyone, and no one had ever heard him speak, perhaps he felt too tired to talk, and it was better to laugh at it. At first, the old lady, who had some good things, wanted to ask him some gossip, but found that he didn't say a word except smiling, so she had to do it. At noon, when the sun is big, he will walk back to the first floor of the sixth building to rest, and in the afternoon the sun will come out in the west, and never come out at night.

I don't know what his last name is, what his name is, where he came from, where he went, and why he made it the way he did. Nothing is known. I know that he didn't attack the surname, nor did he infringe on the surname, even if sometimes the hair will appear a little longer and the beard will be a little messy, but as long as you see the harmless smile of other animals, everyone doesn't care. Over time, this signature smile became a sight to behold in Sandri.

According to the fashionable saying, the people of Sandri gave him a nickname: Brother Smiling.

Brother Smile lives in a small room on the first floor of Building 6, which is a house converted from a utility room, with a small area, about twenty square meters, and a small kitchen and bathroom inside. The first floor of the entire six buildings is such a structure, which is usually rented to migrant workers who come to Nancheng to work, the rent is cheap, one for each family, and the kitchen and bathroom facilities are quite popular.

Brother Xiaoxiao's rental room is very simple, a one-meter-two wrought iron bed, a bamboo mahjong mat on the bed, and a thin quilt piled up at the head of the bed. No cabinets, no sofas, no appliances. There is a small coffee table next to the bed, on which is placed a plastic water cup, a food tray made of PVC material. The doorway has a screen door that rebounds automatically and is never locked.

Living next door to Brother Smile is a northern couple who sell steamed bread on the street. Every morning, the northern couple would put six large meat buns or steamed buns on Brother Xiaoxiao's food plate, and fill his plastic water cup with boiled water. This is the food of Brother Smile for a day. Brother Smile will eat one at a time, eat it in six times, and go to sleep after eating. He knew that when he woke up, there would be six more loaves of bread.

This kind of life is the life that quite a lot of people yearn for, although it can't reach the level of stretching out their hands for clothes and opening their mouths for food, at least they don't have to worry about food and clothing. If you also have an Internet computer, it is basically the same as most otaku, but the traditional otaku will only sprint on the Internet and will not go to the mango tree to meditate.

Brother Xiaoxiao's surname is Chen, his name is Chen Weizheng, and he is a student of the Economics and Management Department of Nancheng Yat-sen University. Originally from the neighbouring province of Red River, he was a typical peasant boy.

In the first three years of college, he was like all college students, very normal, the difference is that he performed well in school, his grades were good, not only joined the party, but also in the first three years of college, he had completed the due credits, that is to say, in the senior year, as long as the compulsory courses did not fail, he no longer cared whether he went to school or not.

In the summer vacation at the end of his junior year, he didn't go back to his hometown, and wanted to find a relatively stable job in Nancheng, not only in the summer vacation, but also in his senior year. People always have to support themselves!

The story takes place on the way back from looking for a job.

It was a hot summer that could wring out water in shorts, Chen Weizheng came back from an interview with a recruitment unit and passed by Liwan Square. Seeing that it was still early and there was nothing to do when I returned to school, I wandered around the square.

After a while, I found a super talented northerner peddling antiques.

I don't know if it's a special function or if it really has a space storage function, but the northerners are full of toys for sale. From Kubli's Yuan Qinghua to Nurhachi's snuff bottle, there is everything. Chen Weizheng didn't have much money on him, and he was not afraid of being cheated, so he thought it was fun, so he listened to this antique master.

The language of northerners has always been richer than that of southerners, and the language of this antique master is not lost to Zhao Benshan.

"Little brother, look at this." The northerner pulled out a snuffbox. Chen Weizheng really hadn't seen this kind of thing, so he hurriedly leaned over to look at it.

"If you look at this shape, it looks like a popular style of the Qianqing Dynasty."

Chen Weizheng had never lived in the former Qing Dynasty, and he didn't know much about the fashion of the former Qing Dynasty, and he saw that the things in the hands of the northerners were like a round little chayote, with a bottleneck, and the lid on the bottleneck was really a bit like the small round hat worn by the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

"This material, glazed, is the stuff of the old pit."

Liuli, this thing Chen Weizheng knows, is now quite worthless glass, sand fired. As for the old pit and the new pit, Chen Weizheng didn't understand it at all.

"The experts of the Palace Museum gave me a look at it and said that it was the old man of Emperor Kangxi, Nurhachi."

It's a bad time! Dude, are you professional! The old man of the Kangxi Emperor is called Fulin, which is the one who is a monk in Wutai Mountain in "The Legend of Deer and Ding", Fulin's Laozi is called Huang Taiji, and Huang Taiji's Laozi is called Nurhachi. After watching so many braided TV series, although Chen Weizheng doesn't understand it very well, he probably understands.

"Look, this is called inner painting, that is, it is painted inside, and this kung fu is quite powerful. This painting skill, that is also everyone's technique, Mr. Liu Daoyong, the famous snuff bottle master of Panjiayuan, does he know? His old gentleman also gave a palm, saying that this was the handwriting of the famous Lu master Mr. Bi Jiurong. ”

I don't know the name Liu Daoyong, the name Bi Jiurong, Chen Weizheng knows, and he introduced it in a booklet that introduces culture, a famous interior painter in the Guangxu period. However, even if this Master Bi is talented, it is estimated that it will still be a little difficult for him to paint a snuff box for Nurhachi hundreds of years in advance. However, it is popular to travel these days, so it is not completely impossible.

Listening to the northerners going up and down for 5,000 years, spanning thousands of miles, and talking about everything from south to north, Chen Weizheng felt that the time was almost up, and he found only 20 yuan from his body. said: "This big brother, you are all good, I like them all, but I don't have any money on me, just twenty yuan, you see that you have one on you that can be traded for twenty yuan, you can just give me one." ”

"Twenty bucks." The northerners, like cats whose tails had been stepped on, jumped straight up. "Any one of my bodies is at least 80 million."

"Then be careful, your belongings add up to more than one million, be careful to let people remember." Chen Weizheng kindly reminded.

"If you like any of them, I'll accompany you to the bank to withdraw money." The northerners came up with an idea.

"I don't have a passbook, and if I don't have a passbook, I go to the bank to withdraw money, that's not called withdrawing money, that's called robbery." Chen Weizheng was also silent. "The risk is too great, I might as well rob you directly if I rob the bank!"

Hearing this, the northerners jumped on the spot, and they could jump back for more than a meter, and the physical fitness of the northerners was good! Grabbed the placket of his clothes with both hands and covered the treasure hanging inside.

"Just kidding. You see, my little physique can rob you? Chen Weizheng smiled.

The northerner looked at it, smiled too, and relaxed. Chen Weizheng is about 1.72 meters tall, weighs no more than 120 pounds, has a bookish face, a short-sleeved T-shirt, and two bony arms with little muscle. The northerners are more than 1.80 meters tall and weigh more than 180, which is a clear advantage.

The northerners don't know where in the body they made another ring.

"This is for you, twenty dollars, do you want it?"

Chen Weizheng took it and looked at it, this is a very fashionable alloy ring, the shape of the ring is the pyramid of the Indians, at first glance it looks like the kind of compression molding, but the process is good, the details are also handled very well, there is no general mold of the seam feeling, Chen Weizheng has also seen this kind of ring in the past, it is not like a pyramid, more like a bubble of cow, this is good, it is a pyramid at a glance, not cow. Chen Weizheng has always liked the magical culture of the Incas, and he thought it was not bad, so he agreed.

"This is Machu Picchu of the Indians......" the northerners began to introduce again.

This northerner is really knowledgeable, even Machu Picchu knows it! It's just that the pyramids and Machu Picchu are a bit far away, although they are both in the Americas.

After the transaction was completed, Chen Weizheng put the ring on his hand, I don't know if the Indians' fingers are relatively large, or Chen Weizheng's fingers are a little small, I tried the four fingers of the left hand, none of them fit, and finally put it on the big female finger, this time it's good, it's quite suitable. However, the problem arose again, the female phalanges were large, and it was easy to put them in, but it was more difficult to come out. Chen Weizheng pulled out twice and did not pull it out, so he gave up the idea of pulling it out again. "That's fine, like a finger."

Walked to the bus stop, waited less than five minutes, the car to wait for came, looked at the car under the car, happy! There are few people in the car.

The car pulled over and opened the door, as smooth as flowing water, and it seemed that the driver was a veteran.

When people enter the door and close the door with coins, it is as simple as flowing water, and it is not the first time that Chen Weizheng has taken the bus.

Looking up at the car, Chen Weizheng saw a scene that he had never seen before, and he crashed directly.

Behind the driver sat a fashionable beauty, dressed quite little, suspenders! This is the sling, whether it is the left or the right side of the sling, it is all meat, and it is not ordinary meat. Looking down, Chen Weizheng felt that his breathing was no longer smooth. In the miniskirt, there is actually a black hair, and in the middle of the hair, there is a thin cloth belt, and further down, the cloth belt is sandwiched into the red seam......

This is the legendary one!

Chen Weizheng is twenty-two years old in his life, and he has never visited this thing so closely, although he has also received remote teaching from teachers on the Internet, but this is the first time to observe the real thing.

The first thing that "Oh" reacted to was Chen Xiaoer, standing upright and saluting!

Then it was Chen Weizheng who reacted, his face flushed, bent over, and ran to the back row.

Chen Weizheng, who came back to his senses, looked around, hoping that the people next to him didn't see his ugly appearance, and found that there was basically no one around, so he breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he actually had a runny nose.

Holding the car with his right hand, he hurriedly wiped it with his left hand.

The red one is a nosebleed!

That's too much to do!!

Nosebleeds are not like snot, there is less snot, and after a handful, the nosebleeds will flow up, and it will be difficult to stop for a while and a half. Chen Weizheng vigorously covered his nose with his left hand, and the blood flowed to his left hand and also to the finger of the big female finger of his left hand.

Chen Weizheng suddenly felt that his physical strength and spirit were flowing out with his nosebleed, and his three souls and six spirits were also withdrawn.

I only heard that there will be a needle eye after seeing the goods, and today I learned that I will have nosebleeds and die after seeing the goods!

Apart from this thought, Chen Weizheng has no other feelings......