The days returned to peace, Ge Zhuang and I were able to live our lives so peacefully, occasionally teaching the corpse brother how to read and read, he learned very quickly, opened the DVD in the middle of the night, and watched a Japanese action movie at home alone, so frightened that Ge Zhuang quickly turned him off and took all the discs away.

I asked Ge Zhuang why he was nervous? He said you are stupid, look at the corpse brother like this, it is estimated that he is in estrus, and when he reaches the adolescence of the third development in his life, you show him this kind of thing, where can we go to find the mother zongzi to come back and breed?

The days are as calm as water, except for the occasional surprise that Brother Corpse will bring us, there will be no more waves, I am used to this kind of life, I feel that life should be like this, how do I know that there seems to be providence in the dark, forcing me and Ge Zhuang to go back to that old road again.

Things have to say that in November, that day Ge Zhuang secretly took a jar from the old man's room and put it in the Ciqikou store, but he didn't expect to be looked at that day, there was a gentleman's hat on his head, claiming to be a guy from Japan, willing to spend 10,000 yuan to buy it from him.

Ge Zhuang rubbed his lips and raised the price three times, but he didn't expect this international friend to not even blink an eyelid, and left a business card, asking Ge Zhuang's family if there were any similar antique jars, and he was willing to spend a lot of money to collect them.

I took the business card and saw that this old man's name was "Fujino Taka", and there was only one word difference between him and the famous Japanese actor Kato Taka, and asked him what his work came from, and whether he was a relative of Taka Kato?

The old man said, "I am from Osaka, Japan, I am an antique dealer, I am very yearning for your Chinese culture, and I am also very fond of collecting antiques from your country. ”

Leaving a business card, the old man in a suit and a gentleman's hat walked away on crutches, indicating that he would come back tomorrow.

A broken jar was sold for 80,000 yuan, Ge Zhuang couldn't believe his mouth, and not long after the old man left, he ran under the telephone pole and chattered to the sparrows on the telephone pole, I asked him what he was doing? He said I wanted to see if I could get the sparrow off the pole.

I said shut up, maybe we'll be gone, what you got out of the old man's study, maybe it's really an antique? Eighty thousand is cheap, didn't you watch TV yesterday, one Yuan Qinghua can be worth millions.

Ge Zhuang woke up, patted his cheeks and said, "Then according to what you say, buddy sells cheaply?" "I said I'm not sure, although I have been to the grave with Ge Zhuang and dealt with many corpses, but the interlacing is like a mountain, after all, I am not a professional antique dealer, and I don't know whether the broken jar is worth anything.

I came up with an idea to ask Ge Zhuang to go home and ask how the broken jar was obtained, and not to really dispose of the rarity cheaply.

In the afternoon, we didn't even do business, and hurriedly took a taxi back to Ge Zhuang's house, the old man was doing Tai Chi in the study, and when he saw me in a hurry, he ran back in a hurry, and hurriedly asked what was wrong?

Ge Zhuang ran out of breath, and said Old man, the things on our rice jar are always valuable, a broken jar made me sell 80,000 yuan, is there anything else at home, hurry up and give it to me, my son is going to send it!

"What?" When the old man heard this, his face immediately became stiff, and he said that you are bluffing, a broken jar can be worth 80,000, are you deceiving others again?

Ge Zhuang said that this time it was really not, it was the jar that you used to press the rice jar, people saw it and took the initiative to find me, and they were willing to spend a lot of money to buy it, is there still anything at home?

The old man said that these things were left by your grandfather, and he fought with the devils of the days in the northeast back then, didn't he die heroically? When the body was brought back, I left a box of relics, and I found a few small clay pots from it, and I was reluctant to throw them away, so I put them all at home.

When Ge Zhuang heard that there was something else, he was so excited that his tears were about to fall, rubbing his hands this time, a jar is worth 80,000 yuan, so wouldn't I be able to scrape together enough money to go to Taiwan soon? Old man, give me the rest of the jars.

The old man said that there are old pickles under the cellar, don't give me the pickles! He still didn't believe that the broken jar was worth 80,000 yuan, and said that you can take it, but you are not allowed to deceive people.

The two of us hurriedly went down to the cellar, vacated the jar containing the old pickles, washed it with water, and couldn't find a clean cloth, so Ge Zhuang stole the towel that the old man washed his face instead, and brushed the jar inside and out, and vaguely could see the quaint patterns buried under the mud, which looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Ge Zhuang and I guarded a few broken jars, we were a little stunned, this jar except for the simple appearance, a few more circles of patterns, I can't see anything else, and it is not even as good as the jar of Ge Zhuang's kimchi, why is that Fujino Eagle willing to spend such a large price to collect?

I felt that something was wrong, so I asked Ge Zhuang to suppress his emotions first, and then called Chen Yun, who was transferred to work in the museum.

In the past few months, the business has picked up, and Ge Zhuang and I have also made a small fortune, so we spent money to buy a second-hand big brother.

Chen Yun answered the phone and asked me what I was doing? I told her the general story, and asked Chen Yun if she could spare time to go to the house that Ge Zhuang and I had rented to help us identify.

Chen Yun also wondered, why a broken jar can be sold for so much money, so he agreed, when we agreed to meet, Ge Zhuang and I moved the jar to the rented basement, this basement is quite spacious, it used to be a warehouse, Ge Zhuang and I moved the corpse brother several times, and finally rebuilt the warehouse, and placed the corpse brother in the innermost room.

Brother Corpse is not picky about where he lives, he just eats every day, sleeps after eating, wakes up and stares at the wall in a daze, never ignores me and Ge Zhuang, and immerses himself in a person's world alone, I once joked with Ge Zhuang that Brother Corpse was born in the wrong era, and if it was changed in the 21st century, he might become a philosopher.

The two of us carried a bunch of cans into the house, sat down and waited for Chen Yun, about eight o'clock in the evening, I heard the sound of the car engine in my ears, and knew that Chen Yun was coming.

In the past few months, we have been in contact with Chen Yun occasionally, but there are very few opportunities to meet, but she seems to be very attentive to Brother Corpse, and she will come over every one or two weeks to talk to Brother Corpse, but Brother Corpse has never talked to her.

For convenience, Ge Zhuang also gave Chen Yun the key to the warehouse, and without waiting for two minutes, Chen Yun pushed open the door and came in, wearing a red shawl, becoming more and more noble, and when he entered the door, he shifted his gaze to the few broken crockpots, saying This is the baby you are talking about?

Ge Zhuang said Big sister, you are here, isn't it, it's piled up on the ground, we also want to ask you to appreciate it, maybe this jar can be worth a lot of money, but we can't let Little Japan give it a pit.

Chen Yun put on gloves and looked at the jar, the warehouse was too dark, she couldn't see it very clearly, and then said, "The year is still long, and it is barely an exaggeration to say that it is an antique, but it is definitely not worth the price of 80,000, and it is estimated that it is worth two or three thousand." ”

Ge Zhuang was not very satisfied, and said that you should take a good look, there are still patterns under the mouth of the bottle. Chen Yun said that there is a pattern, why didn't I find it? I said it's too dark here, so I'll give you a flashlight and you can take a good look at it.

I turned on the flashlight, and the light shone on the pattern under the jar, and it looked much clearer. Chen Yun said that there were really patterns, so she immediately held a magnifying glass to take a look, and after looking at it for a long time, her face changed suddenly, and she suddenly stood up and said to me and Ge Zhuang,

"Did you sneak down to the grave again, where did you get this thing?"

Ge Zhuang swore to the sky, saying Big sister, the great Marx can prove that the little pumpkin and I are definitely first-class good people, since the last time we came out of the tomb of the emperor, we have never been to the tomb! This thing wasn't made upside down.