The next day, I asked Ge Zhuang to accompany me to the discharge procedures, and returned to his house with my luggage to prepare for the Chinese New Year.

At the turn of the New Year, Chaotianmen Wharf has also become lively, my uncle and aunt do not treat me as an outsider, after I followed Ge Zhuang home, I was arranged to buy New Year's goods, to tell the truth, the New Year also has to be more people to get together to be lively, this is the first New Year after I was released from prison, and I finally felt the warmth of relatives in Ge Zhuang's house.

On the evening of the Chinese New Year's Eve, I drank a lot of wine with my uncle, and after watching the gala in the middle of the night, I found a squat under the ground with no one and felt sad.

If Grandpa hadn't disappeared, wouldn't it be nice to spend the New Year with him? At least it doesn't make me feel so lonely, as if the whole world doesn't match me, and my heart is jammed every festival.

Ge Zhuang understood my mood very much, after finding me, he squatted down and smoked a cigarette with me, his big lips spewed out a puff of smoke, his face was hazy, and he said that I am also half of Lao Luo's apprentice, if Lao Luo is really your grandfather's pretend, then I am also half of your grandfather's heir, although it is not popular to fish for corpses now, no matter what you say, your grandfather has the grace of teaching me karma, and I am willing to recognize your grandfather as a father!

I was quite uncomfortable just now, and when I heard this, I was immediately angry, and said fatty, why are you so sincere to take advantage of me?

Ge Zhuang crossed his fingers and counted with me, little pumpkin, do you think it's so reasonable, your grandfather is my master, right? As the old saying goes, a teacher for one day, a father for life, I think it's normal for your grandfather to be a father, right? You're your grandfather's eldest grandson, that's me......

"Shut up!" I stretched out my hand and pulled Ge Zhuang's erected fingers, he screamed in pain, and said don't don't don't ...... It hurts, at most it's good, let's count our own things, you can rest assured, tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, your mother wants to send me to the hospital.

I was so angry that my face turned black, and I said that you have such a cheap mouth, and you went to the hospital to ask the doctor to sew your mouth shut sooner or later.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve, Ge Zhuang should have returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors, but his grandfather's grave was pried last year, and there was an ancestral tablet left in the family in the study, so he did not take a boat back to his hometown, and set up an offering table in the hall, which was regarded as a tribute to the ancestors.

The New Year in the big city is very deserted, and Ge Zhuang's house is close to Chaotianmen Wharf, and the river wind blows non-stop all day long, freezing us like grandsons, and we packed up our things and ran out after staying at his house for a few days.

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, I watched the yellow calendar with Ge Zhuang, and planned to reopen for business in Ciqikou, this shop was closed once last year, and it was not opened for two months, and the regular customers had already run out, so the business was also very deserted, and we spent most of our time in the shop watching TV.

I feel that it is not a way to go on like this, as the old saying goes, Ge Zhuang and I still have to worry about the medical expenses of Lao Scar's sister, although Chen Yun happily remitted 200,000 yuan to us this time, and I can't help but practice it like this.

I discussed with Ge Zhuang and said that if not, let's stop this business of collecting rags, and sincerely pour antiques, this thing is very profitable, and the money is fast! As long as we don't sell fakes, the people in the industrial and commercial offices can't find our trouble, don't you say?

Ge Zhuang said that you are joking? Collecting antiques, do we have this eyesight? Don't take the night pot as a baby, and lose money and die when the time comes!

I said you're really stupid, I don't understand this, but Chen Yun understands, at most when you get the goods in the future, contact Chen Yun to accompany us to take a look, she specializes in this, she has good eyesight, with her help, are you afraid of an egg?

Ge Zhuang said Okay, if the eldest sister is willing to agree to help, I don't have any opinion.

After that, I called Chen Yun and said that the fat man and I were going to change to a serious antique business, but we didn't know much about this business, and our hands were still too raw, could you come over and help if you were free?

Chen Yun agreed, the shop was renovated and reopened, I was very busy in the first half month, not because the business was too good, but because Ge Zhuang and I had too poor eyesight, Chen Yun took me to the museum all day long in order to exercise the two of us, and gave us lectures against the collections in the museum.

After coming and going, I learned a little bit of fur, too valuable things dare not look, and I know how to appreciate one or two ordinary goods, so as not to lose my eyes.

If you want to talk about the antique business, half-truths and half-truths, a shop has to take out 100% genuine goods, unless the family is a museum, so even deception has become the patent of this industry. The inverted antiques can also be called a profiteering industry, the motherland's economic development in recent years, the public security is also much better, many foreigners will also come here to travel, the number is increasing year by year.

The location of Ciqikou is originally good, and it is the only antique street in the entire mountain city that can be related to antiques - of course, rare goods that are really valuable are generally not sold here, and people who really know how to do it don't look down on the goods in the hands of me and Ge Zhuang - generally have Ming artifacts and trade them privately, making it look like a drug dealer.

Now the foreigners who travel abroad are also very good, not easy to deceive, the era of taking a night pot as a baby is gone, but as long as it is a good thing, do not worry about making money and not apologize, compared to doing Chinese business, Ge Zhuang and I still welcome the "foreign uncle" to come to appreciate the light.

The same antique bottle, the locals can spend 20,000 yuan to buy, and the gringos can pay 30,000 yuan.

This line is to learn while doing, while practicing eyesight, while gaining knowledge, like antiques are basically people who are more interested in Chinese history, I have entered this line, and I have also begun to make up for the historical posture, occasionally to a university history teacher, but also to talk with him for a long time.

One day Ge Zhuang told me that he was sick to his stomach and asked me to close the market early and go home to rest, and he went to the hospital to hang up the hanging bottle by himself. How can I not know that this turtle sun is estimated to be hooked up by which wild fox, the development of economic benefits in recent years has also led to the vigorous long night of the red light district, in 2001, you go to the red light district of the mountain city in the middle of the night, to ensure that it is more lively than the daytime.

However, the money in the shop has always been in charge of me, and it is unlikely that Ge Zhuang wants to go out and spend all day drinking, so every time he asks me for it with a shy face, I also take this dead fat man, and give him a few hundred yuan, so that he can save some flowers, and he chirps, saying where is a few hundred dollars enough, and a cup of Remy Martin is four or five hundred!

I held up a kitchen knife and asked him if he wanted it, and he scolded and went out, leaving me alone to guard the store, feeling cold and not having much business, so I thought about closing the market early and going home to watch TV.

When I closed the door, I heard footsteps outside the shop, and when I turned around, I saw an old man in his fifties, wearing a broken felt hat on his head, wearing a cotton jacket, both hands in the jacket, and his stomach bulging, presumably hiding something, but standing sneaky outside the shop, he didn't dare to enter, and his eyes were like rats, constantly looking east and west, looking at the objects I placed on the booth.

On this cold day, the cold air by the river was heavy, and the old man was so cold that his mouth was blue, and he was shivering with his padded jacket, so I walked up and said, "Uncle, are you here?" If you see something, come in and talk to me, don't stand at the door, I have a stove inside, it's warm! ”