Tan Jun did not have Sun Xiu in his overtime plan, so he and Deng Gang closed the door of the recycling center early, pulled a high-wattage light bulb in the yard, turned on the electricity and started working.

Deng Gang collected old books, and Tan Jun turned over piles of waste paper and newspapers.

Deng Gang's education level is only in primary school, but he loves to read, and his knowledge depends on self-study, so he can clean up the old books, he doesn't feel tired at all, and he is interested in sorting the old books into various categories

Don't put it away.

The pile of newspapers and waste paper that Tan Jun was in charge of were very dirty, and the ink of the newspaper faded, dyeing all ten of Tan Jun's fingers black.

At five o'clock in the morning, the darkness before dawn is easy to get lost, and there is no harvest all night, Tan Jun and Deng Gang are very tired.

Tan Jun stood up and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness hit him, and he hurriedly sat back again.

Deng Gang saw it and hurriedly asked, "Are you standing too anxious?" Sit down and I'll bring you a glass of water. ”

Tan Jun rubbed his temples and nodded.

Seeing Deng Gang trotting to the house, Tan Jun was moved, but at the same time, he felt that he shouldn't have worked this shift.

He can't exhaust himself from illness, if he is sick, what will his mother do?

Tan Jun moved the waste paper piled up at his feet to the side, preparing to clean it up again in the afternoon.

The waste paper is of different sizes, and before it was bundled and compressed, it was not solid when it was piled together, and when Tan Jun moved, a pile suddenly collapsed.

Looking at the scattered waste paper, Tan Jun smiled bitterly: "Then clean up this pile and rest!" ”

Deng Gang came running with water: "I'll come, I'll come, you go and rest, young people, don't burn your body!" ”

Tan Jun waved his hand: "You go and rest, you have to collect waste tomorrow morning." I packed it up and went home to sleep and come back in the afternoon. ”

"Oh good."

Deng Gang said to go to sleep, and within three minutes, his snoring came from the house, and it seemed that he was also tired.

Tan Jun drank the warm water from the cup in one gulp, and then began to clean up the pile of waste paper.

Suddenly, Tan Jun found a special piece of waste paper in a stack of waste calculation paper, which looked like a certificate at first glance

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In the 30th year of Guangxu, Baojin Mining Co., Ltd. issued shares.

This stock will definitely not be cashed out, so, is it considered a cultural relic?

Tan Jun narrowed his eyes, and he began to understand why that small-eyed man was very targeted and only looking for waste paper.

The darkness before dawn suddenly ended, and the east first turned white, and then, the sun jumped from the horizon, and the golden sunlight shone on the earth, even at Tan Jun's feet

The waste paper pile, all sprinkled with a piece of gold.

How to turn waste paper into treasure?

Tan Jun was not ecstatic to find an old stock for a while, this is an accidental event, and it is more difficult than the lottery to win.

When he first decided to dig through the scrap paper, he was just taking a big risk.

Tan Jun rummaged through the waste paper pile all night, and the old stock was his only gain.

There's a treasure in the scrap, whether it's this stock whose value is hard to tell the difference, or something else.

Foolish people will treat "priceless treasures" as scrap and dispose of them cheaply, but Tan Jun can't be confused and only try to conspire with these old things whose value cannot be specifically estimated!

Tan Jun wrapped the old stock in calculus paper again, cleaned up the waste paper pile, and went home with the old stock.

When Tan Jun arrived home, Liang Yunqing was filling breakfast in the lunch box, and his son did not come back overnight.

"Lao Deng is still sleeping, let him sleep more."

"Then you eat quickly, and go to sleep after eating."

Tan Jun ate all the breakfast prepared by Liang Yunqing for two, one was because he was hungry, and the other was that he felt that eating more could make him better, and he couldn't pour it!

After Tan Jun finished eating, he slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, ate Liang Yunqing's lunch, and went out with the old stock.

Tan Jun came to the National History Museum, which houses the Dahe Fangding donated by Tan Jun.

During the summer vacation, many parents bring their children to the museum to expand their knowledge and observe history.

There were seven or eight people around Dahe Fangding, and they were quietly listening to the narrator explain Dahe Fangding.

Tan Jun smiled when he saw the commentator with the armband, this person was none other than Tan Jun's roommate and friend Xiang Changsheng.

Tan Jun pressed his hat and walked over to listen.

Xiang Changsheng's grandfather is the deputy director here, and he, Xiang Yunhai, and Wu Yubing are often arrested to be volunteer docents.

Xiang Changsheng had already memorized the explanation to his heart, his explanation was detailed and humorous, and after talking about the historical value of Dahe Fangding, he glanced at Tan Jun, and then said: "This."

There is also a small story in the capital.

It was donated by Tan Jun, the top science student in the national college entrance examination in 1984, but Tan Jun was influenced by another person to donate this tribute. ”

Xiang Changsheng paused for a moment and asked if anyone knew about this little story.

A junior high school student raised his hand and said, "I know who she is!" ”

"Oh? So can you tell everyone who she is? ”

"It's Xia Xiaoqin! I've seen her on TV! ”

Xiang Changsheng showed a warm and proud smile: "Yes, this donation story of Zunding is like this......"

Xiang Changsheng told the story of Xia Xiaoqin and Tan Jun's acquaintance in a colorful way, and at the end of the story, Xiang Changsheng said: "Fate is so wonderful, just in the crowd

Zhongduo took a look, and this friendship was concluded like this! ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The tourists who listened to the explanation applauded Xiang Changsheng's wonderful speech, and Tan Jun also applauded Xiang Changsheng.

He liked Xiang Changsheng's explanation, and liked the sentence: just a little more glance in the crowd.

After Xiang Changsheng finished his speech, he beckoned to Tan Jun, and the two of them walked to a place where there were fewer people.

"Are you here to see Ding, or are you coming to see me?" Xiang Changsheng asked with a smile.

"Both."

Xiang Changsheng snorted lightly: "Boss Tan has a lot of opportunities, and he can't see anyone at all on weekdays, so why do you come to me?" ”

"I want to see Director Wu."

Xiang Changsheng couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Didn't you dare to come to me?" You just happened to see me, didn't you? ”

Tan Jun coughed dryly, and the meaning was self-evident.

Xiang Changsheng glanced at Tan Jun again: "You came by coincidence, my grandfather went to Shencheng for a meeting for three days and came back at noon." Now in the office, do you want me to go with you to him? ”

Tan Jun nodded: "Let's go together." ”

Xiang Changsheng was suddenly happy again.

He didn't ask Tan Jun why he was looking for Wu Xing, because he was afraid that Tan Jun would be inconvenient to say.

But Tan Jun agreed to let him go over, which means that Tan Jun is not afraid that he will know.

This is an iron porcelain buddy!

Xiang Changsheng happily took Tan Jun to see Wu Xing.

Wu Xing was writing a report in the office, and when he saw Tan Jun and Xiang Changsheng coming together, he put down the pen in his hand.

Tan Jun didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out the old stock.

"Hello Director Wu, I would like to ask you to take a look at this piece of paper."

Tan Jun opened the calculation paper, and Wu Xing's gaze couldn't be taken off.

He put on his glasses, pulled out his magnifying glass, and carefully discerned the contents of the old stock.

Xiang Changsheng originally wanted to get closer to see what it was, but when he saw Wu Xing's expression so serious, he didn't dare to come over.

After three minutes, Wu Xing put down the magnifying glass in his hand.

Tan Jun has a precedent of donating Dahe Fangding, and now he is taking an old stock, definitely not simply trying to find someone to identify the authenticity.

Wu Xing pondered and said: "This is a stock from the Guangxu period, which has private collection value. ”

Wu Xing only mentions private collections, which means that the Museum of History will not list it as a collection at the moment.

Tan Jun understood what Wu Xing meant, so he nodded and wanted to put away this old stock.

Xiang Changsheng asked, "Grandpa, how much can a private collection sell for?" ”

Wu Xing glared at his grandson: "This thing can't be sold at a high price, and there are relatively few private collectors in China."

But there were auctions in Hong Kong where there were the same types of old stocks, and I remember that the auction price seemed to be 30,000 Hong Kong dollars. ”

Xiang Changsheng knew that antiques were something that was difficult to price in the market, and the price at the auction must be watery, but the price of 30,000 Hong Kong dollars was shocking enough!

Wu Xing thought for a while and said: "The shares issued by Baojin Mining should be very few, the rarer the more valuable, I suggest that you keep this old stock well, maybe sometimes, it can be sent."

Use. ”

Wu Xing reminded Tan Jun not to be suddenly blinded by the immediate benefits.

Tan Jun nodded, thanking Wu Xing for his reminder.

Xiang Changsheng saw that Tan Jun still had to use the old calculus paper to wrap stocks, so he asked: "Can't you wrap such a valuable thing in a different way?" ”

Tan Jun smiled: "When I found it in the waste paper pile, it was wrapped like this." ”

Xiang Changsheng and Wu Xing glanced at each other, both of them full of shock.

Tan Jun once again thought of the small-eyed man who only collected waste paper, and he muttered for two seconds and said, "Maybe there are other valuable treasures hidden in the waste products that have been centrally processed."

Has there ever been a bronzel in the melting pot? Will there be ancient paintings and books in the bundles of waste paper? ”

As soon as Tan Jun said this, the old curator Wu Xing felt that he was going to have a heart attack.

"'National Treasure' is going to be rerun again!" Old Curator Wu Xing patted the table and said.

Tan Jun showed a smile, the goal was achieved!

The replay of "National Treasure" will definitely be revised again, and Tan Jun hopes that his modest efforts can save some national treasures that have been disposed of as scrap.

Tan Jun has to continue to go back to the scrap yard to dump waste paper, he only processed one-fifth of the stockpiling last night, and he still has a lot of work to do.

Xiang Changsheng had a strong interest in the waste paper pile, and just as his volunteer service today was over, he followed Tan Jun to the "Tan's Renewable Resources Recycling Center".

Xiang Changsheng looked at the bundles of compacted waste paper, and said with emotion: "If there is really a treasure here, my grandfather can really feel distressed." ”

Tan Jun glanced at Xiang Changsheng: "Let's learn the concept theory again!" ”

Xiang Changsheng snorted coldly: "Don't despise people as a scholar, okay?" It's easy to pull hate! ”

"Oh." Tan Jun pointed to one of the five piles of waste paper and said, "Give you a chance to get rich overnight, and everything you find from there will be yours." ”

"Really?"

"Well, it's yours to find something, and it's yours to pack and compact."

“…… You're Zhou Papi, right? Don't you just want me to do your day job? ”

Tan Jun showed a very harmless smile: "Yes, that's right. ”

Xiang Changsheng gave Tan Jun a roll of his eyes, but he didn't leave, he really went to clean up the waste paper.

He really became interested in waste paper and wanted to discover the treasures in it.

……

There is also a Zhou Papi in Hong Kong, Zhang Min's first film in Hong Kong was filmed, but the crew not only did not give her money, but asked her to pay for food!