Chapter Twenty-Nine: Digging the Old Mansion (I)

Since the rise of the antique craze in the 80s of the last century, the activity of digging up old houses has been booming. At that time, the antique craze had just begun, many people did not have the concept of antiques, and few people faked, as long as they found some old houses and bought some old objects, they basically did not have to worry about big eyes.

Flies don't bite seamless eggs, as long as they find a business opportunity, scammers will definitely step in, many scammers will rent old houses in lively places, and then arrange some high-quality imitations, and even let experts eye.

Because when digging out the old house, many people don't think of the word liar, but more think that this is the ancestral heirloom of others, so they are not so wary, and it is easier to be eye-catching.

After so many years of development, people who like to dig old houses have formed a consensus that Zhao's old mansions try to find more remote and lively old mansions, which are often minefields.

But in the past two years, the scammers have not even let go of the old houses in remote areas, and the layout is everywhere, and people have staged eye-piercing incidents almost every day.

"You kid, don't look at the place when you dig out the old house." Ouyang Zhanjun scolded with a smile, digging out the old house is not to drill into the old house when you see it, it is exquisite.

Generally speaking, it is better to choose a better house, such as where the rich lived in ancient times, and if you are lucky, the bed, doors and windows, vases, teapots, and rice bowls may all be antiques.

But what about here? Ouyang Zhanjun calculated, there are only thirteen houses in the entire Tunzi, all of which are typical straw houses and fence villages, all of which are typical houses, and a few of them have been deserted, where is it like a place to produce antiques?

Of course, it is not that there is absolutely nothing, in the antique world can often hear the story of picking up leaks in the countryside, but the probability is relatively small, so people who like to dig old houses generally do not choose this kind of building, and prefer to some historical cities with cultural heritage.

"It's all here anyway, why don't you give it a try, maybe there will be an unexpected gain." The vitality in Qin Xuebing's body has already generated an induction, indicating that there must be old objects in the house.

This is also the benefit of the advanced Qi Refining Technique, the induction is clearer and the range is larger. Qin Xuebing roughly estimated that the sensing range was about three meters in the past, but now it is ten meters in radius.

The larger the range, the greater the chance of picking up leaks, if you go to Panjiayuan again, Qin Xuebing will no longer need to induct one stall by one, you can induct several stalls together, and the efficiency will be higher and higher.

"I propose that this time we raise funds to dig out the old house and each have a share."

Qin Xuebing didn't think about eating alone, but the beautiful snake was led to the underground ghost market by him, and everyone not only didn't gain anything, but also lost a sum of money to go in, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

What's more, Ye Zijing and Ouyang Zhanjun also accompanied him into the mountains for three days, how can it be regarded as sharing weal and evil, if Qin Xuebing only cares about eating alone, it will be too impersonal.

"Okay, then we'll touch your good luck today."

Thinking of Qin Xuebing's luck against the sky, Ye Zijing agreed first, maybe he could really gain something.

"Okay, then take a portion of each." Ouyang Zhanjun has no opinion, if there is no gain, it will be forgotten, if there is a gain, it will not be in vain.

Straw house fence village is a typical building in the Northeast last century, very distinctive, they use a hollow sheep grass and soil mixed to make adobe bricks and then build into a wall, such a wall has the characteristics of hollow bricks, warm in winter and cool in summer, very in line with the climate characteristics of Northeast China.

The roof is not made of tiles, but is densely arranged in multiple layers of sun-dried sheep grass, which does not lose the effect of sheltering from the wind and rain.

Moreover, each house is a reading power, and the outside is fenced into a yard, which is somewhat like a country house.

Ouyang Zhanjun walked outside the courtyard gate and shouted, "Is anyone there?" ”

Soon, a sixty-year-old man walked out of the house, looking at Qin Xuebing and the three of them a little strangely: "Who are you?" ”

Ouyang Zhanjun said: "Uncle, we traveled into the mountains, we got lost, our companions still broke their feet, and it took two days to walk out of the mountains, I want to rest here with you, okay?" ”

"I see, come on in."

The old man opened the courtyard door very enthusiastically and welcomed everyone in, while Ouyang Zhanjun took the opportunity to ask some things and learn some information.

Originally, this place was called Thirteen Households Tun, and there were only thirteen households, but because it was too remote, people who could afford it moved out from here, and now there are only seven families left in the Tunzi.

The old man's surname is Li, his wife died of illness, and his son and daughter-in-law went out to work in the early years and died in a car accident, leaving only one grandson, and the grandson depended on each other.

On the one hand, Qin Xuebing sighed at the fate of the old man, and on the other hand, he looked around, and soon found a small wooden box in the corner, and the object that made the vitality induce was in the box, and there was more than one.

In addition, there is also an object in the kitchen that has an induction, but Qin Xuebing is not good at breaking into other people's kitchens rashly.

"Who the hell is this?" Qin Xuebing muttered secretly, it was really surprising that there were so many antiques in a dilapidated family.

After chatting for a while, a strong young man in his twenties and fifteens walked in: "Grandpa, are there any guests?" ”

"This is my grandson, Da Zhuang."

Li Laohan introduced the two parties: "Da Zhuang, ride a motorcycle to Qingshantun to buy some wine before coming back." ”

Qingshantun is only five or six kilometers away from the thirteen households, but it is a big tunzi, there are five or six hundred households, and most of the thirteen households who moved out also settled in Qingshantun.

"Brother Da Zhuang, I'm sorry for you." Ouyang Zhanjun hurriedly took five hundred yuan and handed it over, he could see that this family was really not easy, and he was even more embarrassed not to eat and drink for nothing.

"Brother Ouyang, I'm rich." Li Dazhuang hurriedly shook his head, it is rare for guests to come to the house, and if you ask for the guest's money, you must not be made fun of if it is passed out.

"If you want to take it, take it, remember to buy two bottles for a long time."

Ouyang Zhanjun stuffed the money into Li Dazhuang's pocket, turned around and asked Li Laohan again: "Uncle, Dazhuang is not young, has he been punished?" ”

"How can there be a girl who wants to marry into this corner now."

The countryside is not like the city, there are many girls who marry at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and it will be strange for the young man not to get married at twenty-four or five, Li Dazhuang is twenty-five years old this year, and he has not yet dealt with the object, and Li Laohan is also anxious in his heart.

But what can be done about this, the thirteen households are so poor that they clang, and Li Dazhuang doesn't like to talk much, where can he catch up with the girl's family.

The old man also wanted Li Dazhuang to go out to work, not to mention whether he could make money, the key was to marry a daughter-in-law and go home, but Li Dazhuang was worried about the old man's body and was unwilling to go out, so this matter has been delayed.

After chatting for more than half an hour, Li Dazhuang came back, bought a lot of wine and food, and wanted to return the rest of the money to Ouyang Zhanjun, which made people have to sigh, he was really an honest child.

"Da Zhuang, I'll help you."

Qin Xuebing saw that Li Dazhuang was going into the kitchen to cook, so he hurriedly followed in, and by the way, he saw what old objects were in the kitchen.

But as soon as he arrived at the kitchen door, he was blocked by Li Dazhuang: "No, you are a guest, that can let you enter the kitchen." ”

Li Laohan also said: "Xiao Qin, don't be busy, just let Da Zhuang do it alone." ”

"Zijing's girl has a bad mouth, I'm afraid she won't be used to eating Northeast food, so I want to make a Yanjing dish." Qin Xuebing laughed and went into the kitchen.

The kitchen is not big, the facilities are very basic, there is not even a gas stove, and there is still firewood.

In the southwest corner of the kitchen there is a piece of ware that is very obvious, or rather it is out of place in a humble kitchen.

This is a porcelain vase shaped like a large jar, and the appearance is painted with blue and white materials, but because it has been placed in the kitchen for a long time, it is smoky and burning, and the appearance looks very dirty and old, and you can only vaguely see a dragon.

Qin Xuebing stepped forward and said, "Da Zhuang, this jar is very beautiful, what is it for?" ”

"The rice wine is the rice wine made by our farmers." Li Dazhuang replied while busy working.

"This thing is so exquisite, it's a pity to use it to hold wine, if you take it out and sell it, it should be able to exchange it for a lot of money."

"A few years ago, there were people who wanted to buy it and paid a thousand yuan."

Li Dazhuang smiled honestly: "But this is something left by the older generation, how can it be sold like this, it is better to keep it as a souvenir." ”

Qin Xuebing could hear that although the Li family used this thing to fill wine, they still attached great importance to it and would not sell it easily.

In addition, Li Dazhuang's words also conveyed a message that if the price was right, he would also be willing to sell it, so he said: "Da Zhuang, if this thing is sold, it will allow you to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

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