The splendor of the imperial capital is self-evident. There is an air of a cosmopolitan city, with tall buildings towering like sturdy tombstones, and hurried crowds like ant colonies, orderly but hollow and numb.

Zhang Ailing once said: Life is a gorgeous fur, crawling with lice.

Cities are actually alive, no matter how magnificent the city, when night falls, there will always be a heartbreaking fatigue, hobbling old people, drunken customers with misty eyes, and men and women at a loss, all of which make the city seem very different from the daytime.

The village in the city, the neon-lit stinky ditches and the children frolicking by the stinking ditches all make this famous big city seem a little hypocritical and contrived.

Wang Jian leaned against the door of a car No.8 imperial capital orphan warehouse, looking at the unclear stars in the sky, eating steamed buns with mustard in his hand, and didn't think about anything in his head. The dozens of dollars he brought on his body have long been consumed, and now in addition to his own set of carpenter tools, the only thing he is worth is probably the old-fashioned mobile phone that he picked up in the garbage heap when he was in college, and the Nokia blue screen, no matter what angle you look at, it looks out of place in this era.

The private garage behind him is now Wang Jian's home. There was only a table that I had picked up and a bed that I had converted from a sofa in the garbage heap.

Wang Jian can find a place to live, in fact, it is quite legendary, after all, this is a high-end community, even if it is a garage, the rent of a month will definitely not be less than three hundred, as far as Wang Jian's ticket is concerned, unless he sells his kidney, this less than ten square meters of place is definitely the store he looks up to.

But Wang Jian is smart and smart here, he has been here for two days, these two days he is not in a hurry to find a job, but around the high-end communities looking for rental advertisements, and then visit one by one, if the landlord shows disgust, he turns around and leaves, if the eyes are kind, he will continue to communicate.

No.8 Orphans in the imperial capital and he didn't think about urban villages or those cheap alleys, because the people who live there are probably not much better off their lives, but in these communities where there are millions of dollars, there will be financiers who treat money like dung.

Wang Jian's goal is very clear, that is, those empty nesters, they may not care about money, but more of a spiritual companionship, and Wang Jian is not ready to rely on rent, but just wants them to take a few months of probation.

In the end, the hard work paid off, and Wang Jian finally met a retired old professor and a senior intellectual who enjoyed state allowances at the 27th meeting. He agreed that Wang Jian would pay the rent slowly, but the requirement was that Wang Jian accompany him to play chess when he was free, and he had to give him a review from time to time.

Of course, Wang Jian readily agreed, Wang Jian was not afraid of storytelling, anyway, all the old man cared about was whether anyone told him, and he didn't care what he said.

"Boy, I'm here for revenge!"

Just when Wang Jian's eyes were misty and he was about to sleep, the old man of the landlord appeared in front of Wang Jian slowly with his chessboard and two small stools, with a murderous look on his face, and the look of "If you don't die, you won't be good at it", but it looked like a child.

"Don't make trouble, if you lose again, your grandchildren's house and car will have to lose to me."

"No! Hurry up! I don't believe it, I can't even win your little deflated san who hasn't grown all your hair. ”

"Old man, if you lose, you lose, don't curse."

Having said that, Wang Jian still smiled and put on a posture to fight, and after rolling up his sleeves, Wang Jian took the small bench and hooked his fingers to the old man opposite. The old man also handed a bottle of filled beer from his pocket to Wang Jian, as well as a small bag of fried peanuts.

"Let me tell you, if I can't win against you today, I'll be a dog for the rest of my life."

"Don't talk so much, you stinky chess basket still beat me, it's early."

As he spoke, the chessboard was already crackling. Although the old man is almost eighty years old, he is very energetic, known as the chess king of the community, none of the old men and old ladies in the entire community can win him, but today he was disgraced by Wang Jian, the little Wang Balamb, and the old men around him were disgraced, so that his heart was like something blocked, and after dinner, he ignored the boss's dissuasion, and had to fight with Wang Jian for three hundred rounds......

About half an hour passed, and the old man suddenly threw the chess on the ground and poured a sip of beer in a huff: "This can't be played!" ”

Wang Jian shook his head and hummed a little song: "I'll let you half of the country." ”

The old man's face was extremely bad, and he didn't admit defeat, he was simply the king of the kindergarten class who lost the fight, anyway, it was extremely incommensurate with his age.

But soon the old man recovered, smiled and took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket, and looked at Wang Jian's eyes with bad intentions.

"Change the trick."

Half an hour later...... The old man lifted the table, and then completely found that playing these things with Wang Jian was simply a kind of masochism, losing seventeen games in a row, and ten games were still miserably, and not a single card was played.

"I told you, if you gamble, you even have a house for me."

Wang Jian had a villainous smile on his face, leaning against the wall and smiling and drinking beer and eating peanuts, in a very bright mood. After waiting for about ten minutes, the old man's temper subsided, and Wang Jian slowly put away the poker, put the chess pieces back together, and looked at the old man:

"Not yet."

The old man replied angrily: "Fart!" ”

But after finishing speaking, the old man raised his head and looked at Wang Jian: "I just saw that you can still do carpentry?" ”

"Yes, what furniture do you want to make in the future, I will give you a 20% discount."

"So what kind of job are you looking for? It is not difficult for craftsmen to find a job. ”

Wang Jian thought for a while: "Teacher." ”

The old man squirted out a sip of beer, and then glanced at Wang Jian strangely: "Inheriting Chinese craftsmanship and techniques? ”

"I'll say it again, I'm a teacher training graduate."

"Well, you're a little miserable. How can there be a teacher like you who eats steamed buns and lives in a garage. ”

Wang Jian shrugged indifferently, looked up at the stars, and smiled faintly: "It'll be fine." ”

"But you have a lot of backbone, you won't let you come to my place to eat, your steamed buns can fly to Nansha Island."

"Hard point top hunger."

The old man's eyes wandered around, then he patted his head, and looked at Wang Jian with bright eyes: "Do you know how to repair furniture?" ”

"It depends on the damage Cheng dù."

"It's a Taishi chair, my dad left it for me, and my leg is broken."

"What material."

I don't know if it's because the things are very valuable or what, the old man actually looked around when he spoke, and then leaned into Wang Jian's ear and whispered, "Agarwood." ”

When Wang Jian heard these two words, he suddenly sighed in his heart: "Your ancestor is the emperor, right...... Use that thing as a chair? ”

"Boy, I know you know the goods. Hurry, hurry, follow me. ”

The old man was like a child who had picked up something cheap, he didn't even want to play chess, and dragged Wang Jian upstairs, where he looked like a seventy or eighty-year-old old dragon clock, and his legs and feet were very neat.

As he walked, he said, "If you can really fix it, maybe your job will be settled." ”

Wang Jian raised his voice and said "um": "What do you mean?" ”

"I have a younger brother who is now the Secretary for Education. When we first separated, we each had this chair, and he was cautious at the time and gave me the bad one, and I didn't blame him, but he himself just couldn't get over this hurdle, and he avoided me for so many years. Later, his house caught fire, and his one burned, and I was going to give it to him. People, when you get old, the things outside your body don't seem to be very heavy. ”

Wang Jian stayed for a long time before he said slowly: "His fire burned at least 20 million. ”

The old man raised his eyebrows: "You have to add another zero." ”

Wang Jian had a liver tremor at that time......

The old man's home is upstairs in Wang Jian's garage, it is a duplex building, the old couple lives in nearly two hundred square meters, if it is exchanged for money, this lot, this decoration, this area, no four or five million will definitely not be able to take it, and more importantly, the old man seems to be a collector, all kinds of shareholders in the family are placed, and in terms of Wang Jian's eyesight, although he does not have many genuine products, but a few genuine products, it is already sky-high.

In the end, the old man took Wang Jian up to the attic, lifted a layer of canvas, and revealed the extremely precious agarwood Taishi chair below, and Wang Jian's eyes lit up at that time.

The old carpenter once said that agarwood is definitely a rare object, whether it is ancient or modern, not to mention that it is now almost extinct, even in ancient times, it is also something that can only be owned by the rich or the emperor's family. Now, Wang Jian has seen this Taishi chair, although the pattern on it is only a popular cloud dragon pattern, but this dragon is a five-clawed golden dragon, which is something that only the emperor can have, and this historical value alone is awesome enough, not to mention that it is still agarwood.

You must know that a string of agarwood bracelets can be sold for at least 400,000 yuan!

"Even if you cultivate, it's okay if you don't repair well, I've invited a lot of people, and a few masters, but they can't do it. You can fix it, it costs as much as you want. ”

Wang Jian just hummed simply, and then got into this chair that was as luxurious as it was, carefully studying the fracture and material on it.

Wang Jian found that the wood of this piece of agarwood is very uniform, and the density is quite large, put it in his hand, this chair alone is at least 100 catties, and the carving and lacquer on it are also very fine and smooth, the process has an obvious Ming Dynasty style, the fragrance is very strong, refreshing. In addition, it is not as porous and uneven as ordinary agarwood, Wang Jian can almost conclude that this can definitely be called the best piece of agarwood in the world, even if a leg is broken, the value is still beyond Wang Jian's imagination.

However, the more this is the case, the more pressure Wang Jian feels, because the weight of this material is too large, and the general adhesive method will definitely not work, and it will take a lot of effort to match this material and texture.

So he simply stood up, sighed, put the cloth back on, and turned to look at the old man.

But before he could speak, the old man hurriedly asked, "What?" Can't it be repaired? ”

Wang Jian was noncommittal: "It's too troublesome, there is no material now." Come back tomorrow, tomorrow let your son buy you pine resin, flour, eggs, gypsum powder and bone meal, bone meal for cow bones and dog bones, and I'll get the rest. ”

As soon as the old man heard what Wang Jian said so professionally, his eyes immediately lit up, and he responded continuously. And when he was leaving, he also gave Wang Jian a set of bedding. Wang Jian was not polite at all, picked up the quilt and turned around and left.

After he left, the old man called his son's phone with trembling hands, repeated what Wang Jian had just said in a commanding tone, and finally ordered him to bring his uncle with him tomorrow.

After Wang Jian went downstairs, his first task was to dig earthworms...... At first, he was still digging alone, but digging and digging, there were many little children in the community who followed him to dig together, and about an hour, Wang Jian got more than 100 of them, and then he put these earthworms in a small barrel, and then ran back to the old man's house to get a bottle of spirits, and soaked the earthworms in it.

After everything was done, Wang Jian breathed a long sigh of relief, took a shower in the public toilet in the community, and lay back comfortably in his small garage, smoked a cigarette, and waited for tomorrow to play with the super baby who may not appear again!!