Chapter 3: Mother's Relic
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Mo Shaokun's home is located in an alley on Wencui Road in Nanxing District, Anping City.
Grandma Wang was seriously ill and hospitalized, and the courtyard was transferred to his name, where he lived for more than 30 years until 2007, when it was demolished.
At this moment, it is evening, there is still a trace of heat wave in the air, and a group of people gather under the old tree at the entrance of the alley to enjoy the cool and laugh.
"Oh, Shaokun, you are ......"
"Got into a fight?"
“……”
Mo Shaokun's appearance when he returned startled everyone, these elders are all old residents in the alley, and it can be said that they grew up watching him grow up. The neighbors are very kind to him, on the one hand, because they feel that he is pitiful and sympathetic to him, and on the other hand, because he is competitive enough, he has been a model character used by the neighbors to educate their children since he was a child.
"Uncle Sun, Uncle Feng, Uncle Wang......"
Mo Shaokun greeted everyone one by one very politely, and in the face of everyone's concerned inquiries, he roughly explained the matter. There is nothing to hide from these old neighbors, since he was a child, he has often gone to these people's houses to eat, and many old neighbors laughed and called him a supernumerary member of their family.
"You kid, why are you so careless? Okay, let's go back and rest first, and I'll ask Uncle Baoqiang to stew a chicken for you to make up for it. "Uncle Sun, the eldest, is holding a dry flue.
Mo Shaokun's heart was warm, and after thanking everyone, he returned to his home in the deepest part of the alley.
The vermilion gate had long since become dim due to time, and he took out the key from the door beam and slowly opened the door.
The courtyard is not large, the lush grapevines almost cover the entire courtyard, a passage about 1.5 meters wide paved with red bricks extends from the front of the gate to the inside, the two sides of the passage were originally vegetable fields, but since the death of Grandma Wang, it has long been deserted, and now it is overgrown with weeds.
A small two-story building stands at the end of the hallway, the gray walls have long been mottled, and there are still remnants of his childhood graffiti.
Looking at the familiar everything in front of him, Mo Shaokun's heart was extremely peaceful, his eyes were full of reminiscence, as if he was recalling the bits and pieces of what he had been here.
In addition to the kitchen in the hall, there is a bedroom on the first floor of the small building, which used to be Grandma Wang's room, after all, it is not easy to go up and down the stairs when you are old. Since Grandma Wang died, Mo Shaokun moved to the first floor.
The room is as he remembers, a desk, a wooden bed and a wardrobe, Mo Shaokun renovated the entire house in 2002, but at this time the house still retains the most primitive appearance and the appearance he remembers the most.
After washing up, Mo Shaokun lay on his back on the bed, pillowed his hands behind his head, and looked at the ceiling in a daze.
He is no stranger to rebirth, in his previous life, he has seen similar episodes from film and television novels countless times, and after each time he sees it, he just laughs, he never believed that there would be such a thing as rebirth on this shijie, but now this is really happening to him.
Since God has given him this opportunity, Mo Shaokun will naturally take advantage of it, and the regrets of the past must be made up for one by one in this life, and everything he has missed must be cherished in this life!
Taking a deep breath, he rubbed his somewhat numb face and began to ponder his current situation.
When Grandma Wang died, in addition to this small courtyard, she also left him a few thousand yuan, which was Grandma Wang's life savings, in the eyes of many people, this money is nothing at all, but for a lonely old man, this is all the belongings saved by saving money.
In the past two years, Mo Shaokun has been living on these few savings, and now his entire net worth is only about 1,000 yuan, which is not even enough for a year's tuition and other expenses. He had to find a way to make money as soon as possible, or he would have to miss out on college just like he did in his previous life.
As a reborn, it was not difficult for him to make money, not to mention that the stock market turmoil in 1994 alone was enough to make him a fortune.
Although Mo Shaokun is not a senior shareholder, he once studied the Chinese stock market with practical attention when preparing for the company's listing. Since 1993, the Chinese stock market has been declining, from the highest of more than 1500 points to the end of July 94 to 325 points! Immediately after the government introduced a bailout policy, the stock market soared to 1050 points in just over a month!
This is an excellent opportunity to buy the bottom, but the problem is that he has no funds to speculate in stocks now, and his savings of more than 1,000 yuan are really not enough. It's June now, how can you get a sum of money to speculate in stocks when the stock market is at its lowest in July?
Betting? In 1994, the United States shijie Cup was unpopular, this may be a good way, but unfortunately at this time the domestic gambling industry is far less prosperous than later generations, although gambling in some coastal cities has quietly risen, but inland cities like Anping are still lagging behind, not to mention whether there is, even if there is no way to him, you can't just pull someone on the street and ask you to gamble?
Suddenly, Mo Shaokun seemed to remember something, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and then he turned over and stood up, and pulled out a worn-out brown leather bag from under the bed.
patting the thick dust on it, Mo Shaokun hurriedly opened the zipper and rummaged inside.
This leather bag is all the relics left to him by his mother, except for a few old yellowed photos and a quaint square wooden box.
Soon, Mo Shaokun stood up with a palm-sized square wooden box in both hands, the expression on his face was a little complicated, as if he was hesitating, but after a while, he gritted his teeth and opened the box.
The box is inlaid with red gold velvet, and a simple jade carving about two fingers wide and half a finger long is lying quietly in the middle of the box.
Once Mo Shaokun didn't take this jade carving seriously at all, but because it was his mother's relic, he kept it by his side. But one day in 2009, he knew that this jade carving was worth a lot of money!
That day, a business partner came to visit the house, and the friend in Mo Shaokun's study fell in love with this jade carving at a glance, and after careful study, the friend wanted to buy it at a high price of one million, but unfortunately Mo Shaokun was no longer short of this money at that time, not to mention that this was his mother's relic, how could he sell it?
The friend who couldn't buy it was very sorry, so he chatted with Mo Shaokun casually about his views on this piece of jade. This is a piece of quality very haode excellent Hetian jade carving, just look at its shape is a typical Han Dynasty dragon shape, the carving is not good, the feel is delicate and warm, there is a blood line in it like the meridians of the jade dragon to expand.
Rao is this friend, who has seen countless antiques and jades in his hands, but he has never seen such a quality of ancient jade.
The dragon shape has a special meaning in Huaxia and is a symbol of imperial power, and he even speculated that this ancient jade was most likely the personal plaything of an emperor. It's a pity that according to the shape, this jade carving should have been a pair, and the value of the missing half will be greatly reduced.
If there was another choice, Mo Shaokun would never fight the idea of this ancient jade, but he really had no other way.