Now it is 1,000 kilometers smaller from Jingbei, and it is estimated that you can reach the courtyard of Nanikezi at one o'clock at night. The time was calculated by Yang Ping, and it was not forbidden to get a motorcycle for Jingbei, but it was limited to a motorcycle. Basically, it is within a few rings, and foreign license plates cannot be ridden, but this is what it says, don't let the traffic police catch it, there is nothing. The courtyard of Nanchizi is on the edge of Changan Street, a long distance from Tiananmen. It belongs to the heavy and strict management area, so it is better to be careful, go back to the car in the middle of the night and put it in the yard, and then do things and don't ride.

Yang Ping slipped on the highway and rode for more than 100 kilometers before being driven down by the high-speed patrol police. He is not angry, and if he is not allowed to take the highway, we will take the national highway.

I got a little lost, walked a few kilometers and stopped in Yangping, lit a cigarette and rested on the side of the national highway. It's now June, and the weather is getting hotter, and the street trees along the national highway are already lush. Cars ignored his gestures, and no one wanted to stop to show him the way.

There is no way for Yang Ping to take his mobile phone to navigate, ride along the national highway for more than ten kilometers and turn to a dirt road, according to the instructions of the navigation, here will lead to the first village of Chinese antiques, Jiexiu Zhanglan. By the way, you can take a look, and you can't delay any time.

As soon as he turned onto the dirt road, a tall backpacker gestured to Yang Ping on the side of the road to get a ride. Yang Ping was snubbed just now, and he was upset, so he directly ignored the ride. After walking not far, Yang Ping sighed and turned back, alas, you have to be kind, you can't refuse to help others just because some people ignore themselves.

The backpackers were happy to see that the motorcycles were back. Yang Ping took off his helmet and wiped his sweat: "Where are you going?" Shall I take a look at the way? ”

The backpacker took off the seamless scarf and gave a quick glance at Yang Ping's gear. It can be seen that this is also an outdoor enthusiast. I'm looking forward to it: "I'm going to Keihoku." Drop by? ”

Yang Ping nodded: "Well, so am I, but the motorcycle can't enter Beijing during the day, only at night, I'm in a hurry, I have to enter Beijing tonight, can you?" ”

The backpacker clenched his fists and said, "Great, my name is Xu Shifang." He held out his hand.

Yang Ping shook hands: "Yang Ping." Nice to meet you. ”

Helping Xu Shifang trap his backpack on the suitcase, Yang Ping gave him a cigarette: "Come, smoke a cigarette and rest, where are you going?" ”

Xu Shifang took out the kettle and swinged: "I don't smoke, I'm from Anlin, Zhejiang Province, what about you?" ”

Yang Ping lit the fire and shook the matchsticks: "I'm from JC, are you hiking?" ”

Xu Shifang drank saliva and shook his head with a smile: "It's not counted, this train." The car was all sitting, and I used to walk around the attractions. ”

Yang Ping kicked the kick belt. Look at the lack of qi. Turn the archer backpack to his chest, take out the tactical water bottle, and drink saliva: "Then go to Zhang Lan first, this is the first village of Chinese antiques, are you interested in these?" ”

Xu Shifang smiled: "There are still people who are not interested in antiques? We are dreaming of picking up leaks, and we have bloodstone there, and now we have driven a large number of industries. Your motorcycle is good, I've always been thinking about buying one, alas, my wife doesn't do it. ”

Yang Ping pouted: "Huh...... Men have to have the final say, otherwise they are still called men? If you don't obey, you will clean up, and when you will clean up and when you will be served. ”

Xu Shifang was envious: "Huh?!" We don't want to beat our wives there. That's how my sister-in-law cleaned it up? ”

"Uh," Yang Pingguang bragged, and when he thought about it, he stammered: "That...... I'm a daughter-in-law, okay, let's go, go to Zhang Lan first. ”

Xu Shifang rolled his eyes and got into the car.

After riding along the dirt road for about ten minutes, I arrived at Zhanglan. It is an ancient town with a distinctly Xishan style, with streets about 500 meters long from north to south lined with street stalls. It's like an ordinary market, but it's full of antiques, and behind the stalls are ordinary streets, and there are all kinds of storefronts doing everything.

Yang Ping parked the car in a health center, gave twenty yuan to the janitor, locked the big lock and took Xu Shifang to blend into the bustling flow of people.

Zhanglan is an ancient town with a thousand-year-old history, and was known as "Little Beijing" during the Ming and Qing dynasties. During the Qianlong period, Zhang Lan began to be known for antiques in the world, and the Jin merchants with bulging pockets began to collect antiques and buy and sell antiques, resulting in Zhang Lan's hometown "every family hides treasures, and every household appreciates the ancients". This trend has lasted for 200 years, even during special periods.

Zhang Lan is so famous in the country, the main reason is that things are good, seventy percent of old objects, three percent of new goods.

Speaking of old objects, in fact, not all old objects are very expensive, such as porcelain, most of the old objects are a few hundred yuan, only those official kilns, the best, will be sky-high. So this time, Yang Ping took Xu Shifang to talk while walking, and did not look at the stalls one by one.

It's ridiculous to want to pick up leaks here, people have inherited hundreds of years, and half of the people in the village are doing antiques. Some people have grown up playing with Yuan Datou since they were children, and they don't even need to look at the silver dollar, they can know the truth as soon as they take it in their hands, and Yang Ping's level is too far behind.

"Brother Yang. Why don't you look at the light and leave? Xu Shifang was puzzled.

Yang Ping smiled: "If you have something you like, just watch it, I can help you take care of it." By the way, what do you do? ”

When people go out, they are very impetuous, and they are very honest with the people who help them: "I opened a food processing factory, mainly making intestines, and the whole meal at home is full of intestines, and when I get tired of eating, I come out for a walk." My wife opened a flower garden and planted special roses. ”

Yang Ping wondered: "Intestines? Rose? It's not a boundary. What is a special rose? Alas, you pay attention to your feet, don't kick and fly into a big loss. ”

Xu Shifang didn't pay attention to stepping on other people's stalls when he spoke, apologized with a smile, and continued to walk: "My friends all call me intestines, and Brother Yang can also call me that." Special roses are blue enchantresses, golden roses, and so on. ”

Yang Ping was interested: "Intestines? It's very smooth, well, that's what it's called. Is there really a blue enchantress? Grow your own? ”

"Haha, what's the matter, it's all colored," the intestine laughed, "Japan has developed blue roses, but they haven't been marketed yet." After several generations of hybridization, our seeds can only have a faint blue color, and they cannot reach the Cheng dù of the blue enchantress, so they can only be dyed. ”

Yang Ping nodded and discussed: "Intestines, I will discuss something with you, can I ask your wife to send a packet of blue rose seeds now?" I pay. Last year, I promised my wife to plant a rose garden for her, all of which were blue enchantress. ”

The intestines laughed: "Brother Yang, the seeds are not valuable, the problem is that you can't grow a blue demon queen at all." It can only be said that the kind of roses with a hint of blue is not good-looking. ”

Yang Ping pulled the intestines around the steps of the small supermarket behind the stall, bought two bottles of Coke for himself, and handed one bottle to the intestines: "Here, intestines, you can send a pack, can you send it out today?" ”

The intestine nodded: "It's not a problem, what about the address?" I'll call now. ”

Yang Ping entered the address of the Jingbei Courtyard into his mobile phone and sent it to the intestines: "Well, okay, it's here, send SF Express." It's also stingy to give money, I'll buy you something in a while, what do you like? ”

The intestine edited the text message to his wife, without looking up: "This doesn't cost money in our family, my wife sells it on Taobao for only fifteen or sixteen yuan a pack, which is not as expensive as the shipping fee." Say this is out of sight. ”

Yang Ping patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Okay, do you have a place to live in Jingbei?" ”

After sending a text message, he put the phone in his pocket: "My sister is in Jingbei, it's just too late to go and it's inconvenient, I'll just find a hotel to stay in for one night." ”

Yang Ping lit a cigarette and took a puff: "What else are you looking for, stay at my house tonight." ”

The intestines were surprised: "Brother Yang, aren't you from JC?" Still have a home in Keihoku? Can you stay if it's convenient? ”

Yang Ping smiled: "You can live dozens of more days, go go around first, what are you interested in?" ”

The intestine followed down the steps: "I still like strange things." ”

The two of them continued to browse along the flow of people, and they saw a brass clip on a stall of intestines, and they were very interested. So he asked the stall owner, a little girl, "What is this?" How much? ”

The little girl raised her eyes and glanced at the two of them, and said coldly: "This is the folder that holds books in ancient times, one hundred." ”

"Ninety lines can't be done?" The intestines were just about to bargain, but they were pulled up by Yang Ping, "Eh, Brother Yang, what are you pulling me for?" ”

Yang Ping took a few steps with his intestines, shook his head and smiled: "Did you go to work after graduating from primary school?" ”

The intestines scratched their heads: "What do you mean?" I didn't follow my dad into business until I graduated from high school. ”

Yang Ping smiled: "Oh, it turns out that you went to junior high school, and you haven't taken chemistry class?" ”

The intestines are confused. (To be continued......)

PS: I was drunk for two days and it was very uncomfortable. I'll see if it's time to add more, thank you for your support.