readx; Chapter 403: Black Lost Antiques

I shook my hands and said: "This is not a question of hypocrisy or hypocrisy, but a question of professional ethics, doing our job, properly getting some oil and water, there is nothing to blame, but for meaningful and valuable antiques, you must not be black-handed, this is not only illegal, do you know, if an archaeological explorer does this, not only violates professional ethics and the law, but also violates his conscience, what is the difference between this and a tomb robber? Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info-"

The fat man muttered in his heart, when a bitch still stands a torii, hypocrisy!

But he kept smiling on his face and said, "Today, you have to take it!"

I frowned, glared at the fat man fiercely, at first I thought he was just joking, I still know the nature of the fat man, but I didn't expect him to be blinded by money.

I couldn't help but feel cold, and I didn't speak, just looked at the fat man very seriously, waiting for his explanation.

The fat man straightened the collar of his clothes for a long time, but said something else without saying the subject: "I am not married yet, and if I get married, I have to pay for the house or something, and I will have children in the future, and I will need money, and after a few decades, what if I get sick and fall on the hospital bed? There is no one to take care of me, and there is no money for treatment, do you just fall asleep and wait for death?"

When Feng Xiaoli heard this, she immediately glared at the fat man, with a look of disdain, "You think really long-term, do you want to keep some money for the next life." ”

The fat man waved his hand, interrupted Feng Xiaoli's words, and said, "You are a girl's family, what are you talking about, you don't have to rely on a responsible man like us in the future." ”

Suddenly, Feng Xiaoli picked up a stone and threw it at the fat man, fortunately, the stone was not big, and it didn't hit the fat man, but I didn't expect Feng Xiaoli to have such a violent side.

The fat man nodded, and said: "The older generation is superstitious and believes in ghosts and gods, as long as we say that it is the soul of the fat man who brought us here, and he also asked us to sell these antiques, and then transfer the money to his parents, we will make up a fat man's last words, what to say: The son is not filial, let the parents send the white-haired person to the black-haired person, this money is the son to the two old people, the son's greatest wish is to hope that the two old people can live well, otherwise they will not die! As long as they say this, I believe that the two old men will definitely accept this money. ”

I thought about it, but I was still a little hesitant, if I needed money, I could make it up from somewhere else, and I didn't need to move these ancient tombs, and said: "But we have a rule in private, you can take things, but you can't have more than three pieces at a time, and one piece can't exceed 20,000 ......."

A strange smile appeared on the fat man's handsome and fair-skinned handsome face, interrupting my hesitation and saying: "We naturally won't let you break the rules, in fact, the rules are used flexibly, there are three of us, one person takes three things that do not exceed 20,000, and there are nine pieces in total, almost 1780,000, it's enough to marry a daughter-in-law for yourself, hey!

What else can I say, I just nodded with a wry smile.

The east has been brightened, the rooster has already announced, and the three of them are stepping on the coffin board, holding a pile of dishes and bowls that are more than 3,000 years old and have been incomplete.

Finally crawled out of the ancient tomb, the fat man and I were tired and half dead, and Feng Xiaoli fell into a coma again.

When we returned to the village, except for the black coffin still in the hall, there were few people in sight, I threw all these tattered antiques in the trunk of the car, and helped Feng Xiaoli to the bed, only then did I get a chance to breathe.

Then I went to sleep.

When I woke up, it was almost noon, I rubbed my eyes, and got out of the car.

A few of the fat man's friends were greeting them, and I didn't want to deal with these people, and since I was an outsider, I found a quiet place to smoke and sit idle.

Soon it was lunch, and Li Zheng's parents also woke up, their old faces were full of sadness, and they didn't talk to these relatives who came to mourn, so they knelt beside the coffin and wept silently, silently, silently, silently sad......

After lunch, these people who came to mourn were not in a hurry to leave, but they were really bored to stay, so they set up two tables of cards at the door, a table of mahjong, and a table of poker, and played happily.

If it weren't for the sake of a hundred yuan a day, I believe that these so-called speakers would prefer to sit on the card table, touch the mahjong and shout to themselves!

In the house, the fat man's parents have been guarding their son's side, accompanying their son on the last day before entering the earth, and they have refused to leave half a step from beginning to end.

And outside the house, mahjong rubbing rattling, from time to time there is such a sound into the house, "self-touching, paste!"

"Haha, all of them!"

"Haha, it's really hot today, it's blooming on the bar!"

Mahjong and poker take off, and the tables and coffins are one color!

The joy after touching and the chagrin after lighting the cannon seems to have become the main theme of today's memorial, some women who finished cooking, seeing that they were having fun here, were not far behind, and hurriedly put on a table of mahjong, boom!

Then the battle at the card table began, and everyone forgot that there were two old men in the house who were full of sorrow to accompany their son, accompany him through the road to the underworld, cross the Nai He Bridge, drink Meng Po soup, and then enter the underworld, and finally sincerely prayed that their son would no longer be under his own door in the next life, because he could not give him happiness.

I looked at the group of so-called relatives outside the house, who were sometimes excited and sometimes annoyed, and I looked at the two old people kneeling by the coffin in the house, looking sad, and I wondered if these relatives had forgotten them, or if the world had forgotten them.

In the early morning of the second day, it was the day of the funeral, and I wanted to call the fat man to bring Feng Xiaoli, but after thinking about it, forget it, although Feng Xiaoli is the fat man's fiancée, but as soon as the fat man died, he had no name and no share, and he had nothing to do with his family.

This time, I don't know what her family will think of her, and besides, she will inevitably cry again when she comes, hurting her mind and body, thinking of this, I will give up.

After entering the funeral and sending him to cremation, he was put into the ground, and a few people were scattered with Bai Xiao and sent the fat man on his last journey.

It wasn't until I sprinkled a handful of loess on the coffin that the fat man left this world completely, at the age of Chinese New Year's Eve, and died young, not because he abandoned himself, but because the whole society abandoned him......

I took a breath, held back the tears that had overflowed my eyes, and thought to myself: Farewell to the fat man, we will be brothers in the next life!

The fat man is gone, completely gone, and it won't be long before the world will forget it, but the word fat man, as well as the sunny smile, have been deeply engraved into the hearts of several people, Feng Xiaoli Fat Man and me.

The two elderly people who had fallen into a coma due to grief were cared for by several relatives, and I did not stay any longer, but said hello to several relatives of the family and drove away, because he still had important things to do.

Yanjing has three antique markets, in terms of scale and influence, but between the two, antique merchant Li Xiao has a façade in these three antique markets, after more than ten years of honest management.

has finally gained a firm foothold in the Yanjing antique world, and he can be regarded as a small figure, although there are only three stores under his hands, and there are no more than ten employees.

But his personal assets are definitely more than 10 million, and he is known as Brother Xiao by industry insiders, and there is a good saying: those who have milk are not necessarily mothers, and those who are rich must be masters!

Li Xiao is a change point for me, every time I get some small things, I ask Li Xiao to help sell them, or sell them directly to him.

The two of them are also familiar with each other, and after leaving the village, I drove away, taking the nine small things with a history of more than 3,000 years, and went straight to Li Xiao's shop.

Luck is not bad, Li Xiao happened to be in the store, and when he saw me coming with a big bag of things, he couldn't help but smile, and his fat face like a pig's head was squeezed into a pile, brilliant like an obese flower, "Oops! Which gust of wind blew my big fortune star ......"

I waved my hand lazily, and as I walked towards the store, I said, "Shit wind, only the hot sun, come inside, it's hot to death." ”

Li Xiao smiled, greeted me into the store, and said, "Brother, it's a good mix, I've driven such a high-end car, it's hundreds of thousands!"

The name of the store is very poetic, it is called "Antique", and in my opinion, the name of the store refers to more than just those black and slimy antiques.

Instead, look at the two graceful young girls in the room, dressed in cheongsam, with their breasts exposed and their thighs exposed, which is really full of charm.

The lifeless antique shop is suddenly full of color and fragrance, which makes people think about it, and some people once laughed and said that a large part of the reason why this fat man can make so much money is due to his beauty tricks.

The two girls looked sweet and the models were tall, and when they saw me coming in, they brought me a cup of herbal tea and shouted sweetly: "My brother, please drink tea!"

I took the herbal tea, looked at the delicate faces and towering breasts of the two girls, and hurriedly poured a full cup of herbal tea into my stomach.

thought to himself: His grandmother's is really a flower inserted in cow dung, such two delicate girls are really cheap Li Xiao, a dead fat man.

The air conditioner in the store was very full, so I let out a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Xiao, aren't you scolding me? You drive a good car, a hundred or hundreds of thousands, besides, I still borrow this car from others." ”>