Boss Yang's family has an old customer who runs a silk and satin village. The shop he rented was not carried over by this epidemic. The shop was transferred, and the money received paid the rent owed and the guy's salary. The guys from Yang Kee's pharmacy went to collect the medicine money they owed for several months, but when they didn't have any money, they took a three-legged object, saying that it was a miscellaneous sand brown pottery pot, which was left by the ancestors, and it was an antique, worth some silver, and the medicine money was more than enough. Boss Yang didn't understand antiques, so he thought that his son-in-law was well-informed, so he let his son-in-law take a look.

Zhuang Xiaochu actually didn't know anything about antiques, and he didn't know why he looked at the rough and rough yellow-brown object with three legs, so he took the tweezer back to the village, on the one hand, to check the ancient books, and on the other hand, let the old gentleman take a look to see if the old gentleman could recognize it.

The old gentleman took the price and looked left and right, and just said, "This is like an antique, not like a modern one." It's like a product, what it is for, which dynasty, I really don't know. ”

Zhuang Xiaochu said: "This seems to be a shelf, is it for a small vase?"

The two men said they were looking for two books to look up. Xiao Si Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi went to help the female red team move the fabrics, Da Long and Yuan Ming were warming books in the courtyard, Zhuang Xiaochu saw that there was an Uncle Fan cleaning the ashes in the temple, so he asked Uncle Fan to bring the books on the far right side of the bookshelf in his room.

Uncle Fan used to beg on the street with a little girl (Su Huaqing) who was taken in during the epidemic, but now the economy is also sluggish and in a state of recovery. In the past, there were two groups of people squatting on the same street. Now only a group of people is arranged, and it just so happens that Uncle Fan and Su Huaqing are resting today, and Uncle Fan can't be idle, so he helps clean up in the small temple.

Uncle Fan brought the scroll, put it on the table, and saw the hammer at a glance. Uncle Fan said, "When did the owner get this treasure?"

Zhuang Xiaochu hurriedly asked, "Do you recognize this baby?"

Uncle Fan said: "This is a sand-filled brown pottery pot, it is an antique, this is the most primitive pancake tool before, you see this pan, the top is flat, it is for the cake, and the middle of the three legs below is for firewood." ”

"Is this thing worth it? This is someone else's account to my father-in-law, and he owes my father-in-law a thousand taels of silver. ”

"The owner, your father-in-law has earned, this is worth three thousand taels of silver, to say the least, it is not pressed, and people will definitely be reluctant to put a thousand taels of silver." ”

There must be some truth to that. There is no antique market in Yancheng, and it must take time to make a move, so the guys from Yang Ji Pharmacy went to block it and refused to let them go, and they were forced to take out the top account.

Zhuang Xiaochu suddenly became interested: "Uncle Liang, why are you so familiar with antiques?"

Uncle Fan said: "Don't hide it from the owner, my family used to rob tombs, I have seen these antiques since I was a child, I have seen a lot, my father also intends to cultivate me, often tell me this, he said that I have some wisdom." Quick comprehension. ”

"Then why did you become a beggar?" asked the old gentleman this time.

Uncle Fan lowered his eyes: "Alas, when I was fourteen years old, my father and a group of people dug a big tomb, and there were a lot of good things in the tomb. ”

"Aren't they all rich?"

Uncle Fan sighed: "What kind of fortune, my life is lost." ”

The treasures dug up are very valuable, but they are not well divided. They discussed getting rid of the things and then dividing them. Before the things could be taken off, the gang wanted to take it alone, so they broke into his house one night, killed all the people in his house, his mother, father, grandfather, brother, sister, and took away his family's valuable belongings.

Uncle Fan was stabbed three times in the body at the time, unconscious, and when he woke up, it was the early morning of the next day, his father, grandfather, brothers and sisters were all dead, only his mother still had a breath, and his mother said the last sentence to him: "Run for your life, leave us alone." Don't rob tombs in the future. "I also lost my breath. He didn't even sort out the corpses of his family, and he escaped with his injured body.

Uncle Fan had a big life, and the wound cut so deep didn't kill him, but later met a well-wisher and treated him. After his injuries were healed, he wandered around, except to look at antiques, he had no other skills, and finally became a beggar.

Zhuang Xiaochu secretly rejoiced in his heart: Today, I really got a baby, this baby, not that pin, but Uncle Fan.

Zhuang Xiaochu asked: "Uncle Fan, if I transfer you to do something else, such as looking at antiques, are you willing?"

Uncle Fan said: "As long as it is not a tomb robbery, everything else is at the behest of the owner." ”

"I'm sure I'm not going to let you rob the grave. Tomb robbery is illegal, and we are law-abiding citizens. ”

At the regular meeting in the evening, when the beggars finished reporting the accounts, Zhuang Xiaochu said: "Our Zhuang is not much now, and we must both throttle and open source, I have an idea, let's open an antique market." ”

"Antique market?"

"Yes, it's about buying and selling antiques. We don't have an antique market in Yancheng yet, let's open one, we can buy and sell antiques, and we can also recruit other antique dealers to operate, charge a certain fee, so that there will definitely be some money. ”

"But we don't have anyone who understands antiques in the village, and there is no expert, how can we do it?"

Zhuang Xiaochu said: "We really have an expert in the village, Uncle Fan." Zhuang Xiaochu said what happened in the afternoon, and everyone laughed and laughed at our Huazizhuang Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The matter of opening the antique market was decided, and Zhuang Xiaochu made a division of labor: the antique market was located in the shade of the trees next to the section of the official road from outside the county to Huazizhuang. Dacheng took his brothers to level the ground, and lame Li took his brothers to buy seven or eight long coffee tables and a few low chairs, and prepared tea sets. Zhu Laosi went to the street to make a big banner in the antique market, Xiao Qi and the female red team rushed to make two sets of high-quality and exquisite clothes for Uncle Fan, and he took Uncle Fan to invite the county magistrate to drink.

After three rounds of wine, Zhuang Xiaochu mentioned the matter of opening the antique market to the county magistrate, Zhuang Xiaochu invited the county magistrate to join, Zhuang Xiaochu said: "The antique market is like a mobile temporary market, and the investment is small. "When the county magistrate You heard this, his mind turned one hundred and twenty times, and there is still income if he doesn't invest, of course he is willing, not to mention that the antiques sent by others in the future will have a place to facilitate his sale, and it is also a good deal to think about it. It was immediately finalized as a brother-in-law.

On the way back, Uncle Fan asked Zhuang Xiaochu: "Owner, the county magistrate doesn't invest a penny, just waiting for dividends, are we losing?"

Zhuang Xiaochu said: "Doing business can't be counted like this. When the county magistrate comes in, no one dares to take care of the market, and no one will come to collect taxes. Second, since the county magistrate You has come in to share dividends, he is in an alliance of interests with us, and he will try his best to help us publicize it, and when he publicizes it, is it much better than our own propaganda? Third, how much money can the market collect? The main reason is that the market is booming, and it is convenient for us to make money by buying and selling antiques, and this is the big deal. ”

Uncle Liang said: "The owner of the village really has an unusual vision. Zhuang Xiaochu said: "I am a layman, I can only beat the side drum, and I will depend on you in the future in terms of antiques." ”

"Don't worry, I will do my best. ”