Fifteen years later, Chengdu Chunxi Road Xijin Tea House. My second uncle and I were sitting in the cubicle on the second floor, and there were a few of my second uncle's buddies standing behind us.

I took a sip of tea, pursed my lips, and smiled at the second uncle, "Oh, second uncle, why did you bring me to tea today." "I thought to myself that this old thing is so bad on weekdays, how can I be willing to drink this superb Tieguanyin today.

"Not only to drink tea, but also to let you see the world."

"See the world?" I looked at the second uncle in wonder.

"Yes, your second uncle and I have no children and no daughters, if I travel to the west one day, those Tangkou businesses must not be handed over to you to take care of, Jiang Yu, I will take you to open your eyes today." The second uncle looked at me and said with a smile.

The hall that the second uncle said is those shops that pour antiques, but these shops are all selling newly unearthed artifacts and doing some shady business.

I am quite talented in the antique industry, I returned to Chengdu after graduating from university, and opened an antique shop in Erxian Nunnery.

When my father-in-law was young, there was a great drought in Henan, and it had reached the point where it was easy to eat. He fled all the way to Weinan, Shaanxi, and later married a local peasant girl. However, my father-in-law, who used to be a swinger and couldn't farm, saw that his family was about to starve to death, and in a hurry, he moved the idea of fighting backwards.

Shaanxi has been the imperial capital since ancient times, and I don't know how many ancient tombs have been buried in Qinchuan for 800 miles. As the saying goes, the mountain eats the mountain, and the tomb eats the tomb. At that time, there was no one to take care of the chaos, and the local tomb robbery had become a blatant business.

All kinds of tufuzi ganged up to rob small tombs, warlords and robbers directly blew up the tombs, and for a time people from all walks of life came, digging for soil, changing hands, and pulling out dead people to take off their clothes and sell them.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the wind was too tight, coupled with the W H Revolution, most of the scoop handles were taken away and criticized, and the cowshed was closed, and my grandfather also died at that time. When my grandfather heard the news, he secretly ran to Chengdu with his family to take refuge, and finally left home here, changed his surname to Jiang, and continued to do underground business.

In our generation, except for the second uncle who also came into contact with some soil masters, there is no one who has gone to the ground, according to my grandfather's words, that is to do their business, digging graves and digging graves, damaging yin morality, which is not good for future generations. However, my second uncle was born with a kind of banditry, and my grandfather couldn't control it when he saw it, so he let him go.

"You are also the second ancestor of our Jiang family, you will be in this circle in the future, you are still far behind." The second uncle smiled and put down the tea bowl, pointed to the platform in the hall on the first floor and said, "Xiaoyu, where do you look?" See what it's for? ”

I raised my eyes and looked, "Oh~ You said that, isn't that the platform for singing?" “

"Hey, hey". Without waiting for the second uncle to reply, a guy behind him said, "Little second master, that's not singing, that's the auction platform." ”

"Auction? What auction? ”

"Hey, not everyone can come in this Xijin Teahouse. The people who can sit here today are all face-studded in the Chengdu circle. ”

Sure enough, I was just drinking tea and didn't look around at all. Now that I look closely, these people really have wandering eyes and Saturn's sons. In our line of work, good eyesight is the most basic, as long as you enter the shop, you can see if it is mixed on the road.

"On this floor, there are some small shrimps on the ground, you can take a good look at this second floor" The second uncle whispered in my ear.

The second uncle pointed to a young man in the left compartment, "Na, the second ancestor of the Li family, except for eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, the Li family's craftsmanship has long been lost." ”

The second uncle spoke in a loud voice, and the man turned his head to look at the second uncle when he heard it, his eyes were hot, I felt that this old thing was thick enough, and he didn't do any unclear things on weekdays, and he also had the face to talk about others.

"Look at the people in the east, the people of the Thirteen Gates can be regarded as our lineage."

I was about to turn my head to look when I noticed that there was a sudden silence downstairs. When I looked up, I saw that on the platform covered with the red carpet, a half-person-high gong was pushed up, and a woman about twenty years old stood next to it.

This woman is wearing a red cheongsam, one meter seven tall, wearing a cheongsam, her figure looks concave and convex, and the two arms exposed are white and tender. The second uncle's eyes were straight when he looked next to me, and I scolded in my heart for being useless, and I couldn't move when I saw the woman.

The guy behind him hurriedly coughed, and the second uncle came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, "Hey, that sale is about to start." At this time, a waiter came in, dressed in a Tang suit, and carried a tray in his hand. Walked up to the second uncle and bent down and said, "Second master, this is a post, you can see it." After saying that, he respectfully withdrew.

The second uncle took the post and threw it directly in front of me, "Look at it yourself and see if there is anything that catches your eye." Then he stared straight at the cheongsam girl on the first floor, not knowing what she was thinking.

I sighed, picked up the post and flipped through it, there were about a dozen pages, each page was an antique, with colorful photos and descriptions on it. After a few glances, I knew that these were freshly dug out of the ground, and two of them had never been seen before.

I flipped through a few pages of posts and saw that the starting price written on it was hundreds of thousands, and I couldn't help but be staggered. Sure enough, three hundred and sixty lines, antiques are king, and the business in this place is not comparable to my small shop.

What kind of porcelain and bronze are said in those newspapers and television, tens of millions of dollars at every turn, are basically gimmicks, although the antique market is active now, but the purchasing power is also limited, but millions, it is still very common.

I didn't see anything interested in the first few pages, so I turned directly to the last page, a manual post for this kind of auction in general, and the last one is the best. Sure enough, this last page is a seal, which looks like it should be Hetian jade's material, and the carving is extremely fine.

It's just that there is no introduction, there is only one name, "Nine Dragons Fu Ghost Disc Pattern Beast New Jade Seal". The list price is five million.

The seal has always been a more valuable object in antiques, because there are too few unearthed, a two-centimeter jade medal, it is normal to sell for hundreds of thousands, this one is so finely made, it already belongs to the top craftsmanship, and it is estimated that it will be auctioned at a sky-high price.

I thought in my heart that I couldn't even get a starting price for my belongings, so don't worry about it. If the second uncle can take a picture, I will take it back and make a few fakes, and let my shop be clouded with those new stunned people, which will be enough for me to make a fortune.

"Hey, this ......." Suddenly the second uncle exclaimed. No wonder, if it weren't for this thing, how could these old guys all come. ”

"Second uncle, what is this?" I hurriedly asked the second uncle.

"The jade carved treasure seal, the one in the bloody corpse tomb of Gongnan back then."