Chapter 64: No. 23
The address given to us by Boss Lu is a shop in Panjiayuan.
In fact, the fat man and I have not liked the place of Panjiayuan, in the words of the fat man, that is, this place is "too commercial taste", although we are doing antiques, but at least for the old things are still interested and like, or the whole glaze factory to do this line of business, although pointing to this thing to make money, but more or less like, but Panjiayuan is different, this is already a mature antique commercial block, whether it is a buyer or seller here, are only counting on this thing to make money, I don't like it at all.
That's why Fat Man and I don't like it very much, and we don't usually run here when there's nothing going on.
When we arrived at Panjiayuan, we turned around several times to find the shop on the 23rd, but the strange thing is that we saw the 22nd and 24th, but we didn't see the 23rd, and the fat man muttered: "Are the friends made by the 88th so strange, the shop doesn't even have a house number." β
The two of us turned around a few times, but couldn't find a small vendor in Panjiayuan, and asked him where No. 23 was, and the guy looked surprised: "You guys are here to find No. 23?" β
The fat man and I nodded and gave him the address, "Look, this is the place, right?" β
The eldest brother was still quite surprised: "Tsk, it's not easy, there are still people who remember that there is a No. 23 in Panjiayuan these years, and most people don't know it for a long time." β
I saw that he was about to tell a story again, so I quickly stopped him and said, "Then big brother, tell us, where is this 23rd?" We're in a bit of a hurry and need to go over to the boss over there. β
The eldest brother pointed to the innermost shop in Panjiayuan and said, "You keep walking inside, and you can see it when you go to the innermost, but it's time," he raised his arm and looked at his watch and said, "You estimate that you have to wait for two hours, that guy usually gets up late in the morning, and their store is a reservation system, I don't know if there is no reservation to let you in." β
The fat man smashed his mouth: "What years have you been here, why do you still have such a business?" There is also an appointment system, why is there still such a thing this year, and the store is not yellow? β
The eldest brother said: "Haha, big brother, I'll tell you, even if the entire shop in Panjiayuan is yellow, it won't be yellow on the 23rd, you know why not?" β
Well, I'll estimate the time, it's still two hours, so let's hear what's going on.
The fat man's interest had already been hung up, and he asked, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?" β
The big brother of the stall didn't do business anymore, and rolled up the stall and said: "Because the entire Pan Jiayuan belongs to the boss on the 23rd!" β
The fat man and I were stunned for a moment, and the fat man waved his hand first: "What are you talking about, if this Pan family belongs to his family, can he still do business here?" I don't know where to go for a long time, and this garden belongs to the country, how can it be anyone! β
I also think it's, you must know that in the capital, where every inch of land is valuable, I don't know how much it costs to buy a slightly larger house, let alone in such a good location, there is such a big piece of land as Panjiayuan, this guy is the top dozens of richest people in the capital.
The big brother said: "You two misunderstood me, let me ask you, what was this Pan Jiayuan used for in the first place?" β
I don't know this, the fat man knows more about the aspect, and said: "I remember this garden, which aristocratic family's back garden or something in the earliest days, I forgot, anyway, it is indeed private." β
The big brother of the stall said: "That's right, so I said that this garden was his family at the earliest, and the latter two were not restructured, so the state came to ask him, asked him to hand it over, and gave him some money, but his ancestors said that he didn't want money, and gave it directly to the country, but there was only one condition, saying that he would let his family make a small shop in the corner of this garden, which was regarded as leaving a way for future generations to live, and the rest would be handed over to the state, so his family's shop was in the corner of the garden." β
"Hey, interesting," the fat man touched his chin: "The ancestor above here is really enough to pit his grandson, you said you want to keep the shop, you have to leave a better position, make such an egg hurt a position, whoever enters the Pan family will go so deep." β
The big brother of the stall said: "Hehe, big brother, you guessed wrong, I think the two of you are like this, Pan Jiayuan doesn't come often, right?" Let me tell you, the people who come here to shop are all from the inside to the outside, and never from the outside to the inside, because I heard from their antique businessmen that what is called a good thing is always hidden in the innermost, anyway, it means that the deeper the shop, the better, that's the reason. β
I haven't heard of this truth, but it's normal for me and the fat man not to know, after all, Liulichang and Panjiayuan are not at all the same except for the antique market, and it is very common to say that the business customs are different.
The fat man smiled and asked: "Big brother, I'm asking something, that No. 23 is also in the antique business?" β
This time, the eldest brother didn't know, shook his head and said: "I don't know about this, but I heard that it doesn't seem to be, you two see that this Pan Jiayuan is full of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, it seems that every shop is similar, but when you two go to see the faΓ§ade of the shop on the 23rd of his house, you will know why his house is different, but I don't seem to be making antiques." β
I got up with the fat man and walked inside, and by the way looked at the shops on the side of the street, to be honest, these shops are much better decorated than the shops in the glass factory, and even many shops have people selling and soliciting customers at the door, but I and the fat man look how awkward, and the fat man popped out for a long time: "These people are full of money on their faces." β
I laughed and said, "You can still fucking pop up with such philosophical words, haven't you even graduated from elementary school?" β
The fat man was unconvinced: "Lao Tzu is a person with a life and philosophy, what does it have to do with academic qualifications, you just say Lao Tzu, don't you fucking finish junior high school, our brothers, half a catty and eight taels." β
The two of us complained to each other all the way, all the way to the depths of Panjiayuan, sure enough, there are more and more people, and the shops are getting more and more luxurious, and even some shops have put good things at the door for people to see, the fat man's eyes are sharp, he went up to take a look, and came back disappointed and said: "Grass, there are more thieves in this place than the glass factory, and the things are all good things, but the price is too expensive, at least three times more expensive than our place." β
Soon, we walked to the depths of Panjiayuan, and sure enough, as the big brother said just now, in the middle of a group of shops with similar decorations, similar styles, and similar appearances, there was a strange shop with a completely different style.
Other shops are all such precious things as solid wood and yellow wood, but on the surface of that strange shop, there are some messes, like Sichuan opera masks, the fat man looked strange, walked over and looked at it and said: "Oh, Lao Chen, come and see, these noodles are interesting." β
I also leaned over and walked in only to find that in fact, these masks are not the same as those of Sichuan opera masks, they are not as exaggerated as Sichuan opera masks, but they are very realistic, there are men and women, old and young, and their expressions are different.
The fat man had never seen such a miraculous thing, so he stared at it for a long time and said, "This must be made by an old artist, so realistic, Lao Chen, what do you say these things are doing?" β
I was about to touch it, when an old man suddenly came out of the shop: "Don't touch it! β
When we looked up, it was an old man in his sixties, staring at the two of us, and the fat man was not happy: "Uncle, your thing is realistic enough, and it can't be broken when you touch it." β
"Made of human skin."
The uncle said coldly, and our hands immediately retracted.
Human skin masks?
I shuddered, does this thing really exist? It's terrible, this thing is really made of human skin?
The fat man glanced at me and wiped his hand on his clothes: "Don't touch it, uncle, you are No. 23 Panjiayuan, right?" β
"The eyes are small, and the eyes are not good?" The uncle complained: "Look at the door number yourself!" β
I looked up, and sure enough, it was the 23rd, but there were more than 400 next to it, and I don't know why the 23rd was placed here.
"Hello uncle, we were introduced here by No. 88 Liulichang, why don't we go in?" I asked tentatively, because this uncle doesn't seem to have a good temper and likes to scare people.
The uncle glanced at both of us: "Xiao Lu is talking about the two of you, then okay, come in with me." β
After the uncle finished speaking, he turned around and went back, and the fat man made a few scolding mouths behind his back, and then said to me: "Old Chen, this old man has a violent temper, you said that when I am old, will it become like this?" β
I gave him a blank look: "You fucking can live this big first." β
When I walked into the shop, I immediately smelled a smell, an indescribable smell, but definitely the smell of Chinese medicine, but I couldn't smell it either.
The fat man can't smell it anymore, this guy's nose only has two smells, fragrant and smelly, so the smell of Chinese medicine is stinky to him, so he began to snort as soon as he entered the door: "Uncle, how long has your shop not been cleaned, why does it stink." β
The uncle turned his head and glared at him: "If you can't speak, don't talk about it, Xiao Lu is usually quite reliable, why did you find someone like the two of you, sit on the sofa, and I'll go get something." β
The fat man sat down unhappily and asked me, "Old Chen, what does this smell like?" β
I told him that it smelled of Chinese medicine, and he nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, is this old man not in good health, and he is boiling medicine here to save his life?" β
"You're fucking dead!" The old man suddenly came out of the back room again, and he also had two very thick books in his hand, but they were not finished books, but he had stapled some paper together, like some kind of information.
He threw the two books on the table, then looked at his watch and said, "You have two hours to memorize all these things!" β