Yang Xiaole walked out of the building and pondered for a moment.

This is no more close to the people than the street office, and the director of the street office is directly facing the people, and he can still find a way to go through the back door.

Not here.

It seems that we can only wait.

Come back tomorrow, if not, he'll go to the municipal building next door to make trouble.

He's a kid anyway.

Thinking of this, he rode away.

Back to Dashilar, I came to the restaurant on the side of the belly popper, and just parked the car when I heard shouts from behind.

"Uncle Mouse!"

Hearing the voice, he looked back and saw that it was Dalong and Xiaohu trotting towards this side.

When the two of them came over, Yang Xiaole frowned: "What's the matter with you two?" Didn't you eat first? Don't wait for me. ”

Huzi was a little embarrassed.

Lin Junsheng smiled; "We rarely come here often, just look around when you're idle, just waiting for you, it's so cold this day, you come and the dishes are cold, how boring!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded, "Okay, then let's go in, there are just some things looking for you, and I will remember you to settle the bill later!" By the way, let's see if there is a private room in a while, and let's make a private room. ”

After speaking, he walked inside with his hands behind his back.

Lin Junsheng naturally knew what he meant.

I haven't figured it out, and every time I check out, the money is counted on their heads.

I really don't understand what to be afraid of.

I couldn't figure it out, so I didn't want to, and the two followed behind.

After coming in, Lin Junsheng asked for a private room with a familiar car, ordered some meals, and gave the money and meal tickets.

The one who ordered the food was naturally Yang Xiaole.

At this time, Yang Xiaole was more tall, and he was half a head shorter than the two, but it didn't look abrupt.

A few people entered the room and sat down.

Lin Junsheng looked at him and asked, "Uncle Mouse, what are you going to do in the future?" ”

Seeing the eyes of the two, Yang Xiaole pondered for a moment and asked, "If you go to work for the ban'er, do you have a job for this job?" Is there still a fixed salary? ”

Lin Junsheng shook his head: "There are job quotas, but there is no fixed salary, and the amount of money is your own." Sometimes when someone shouts, I go to do private work, and the price is slightly higher. ”

Yang Xiaole nodded, thought of something and asked, "Then if you don't recruit now, can you still get a job quota?" ”

"No, my dad went and asked, and now he won't recruit anyone."

"Ah, what are you going to do?"

"My dad said, let's two run after us for a while, get acquainted with it, and then wait and see if there are any job places."

After Yang Xiaole finished asking, he pondered there for a while.

I'm afraid that the non-recruitment will continue for a long time.

Thinking of this, he still said: "In this way, you will go to the remaining half a year, and at least you must get a junior high school diploma!" ”

The age of the two is only about sixteen.

By the time it was ten years, it was already twenty-five or sixteen, and there must be a job.

You can't just follow him all the time.

"This ......"

The two looked at each other.

In fact, the two of them knew that they would not be able to get into college, and even going to high school was very hanging, and there was no need to go down.

Otherwise, the family would not let two people not go to school.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Yang Xiaole understood what the two meant.

After thinking about it, he said: "In this way, even if you find a way to take sick leave and go every few days, you still have to get your junior high school graduation certificate." Listen to me, and it will do you good. Anyway, it's only half a year. ”

"But, what did my dad say?"

"If there is still no job quota before going to school, you just tell your father to ask for sick leave......"

Hearing this, both of them bowed their heads slightly.

Yang Xiaole looked at the clothes on the two of them, although they were white, but there were no patches at all.

Then I thought about it, and it seemed like it had always been like this.

It's kind of weird.

Isn't this garment worn?

As for the lack of cloth tickets, he didn't think about this, a set of clothes costs a lot of tickets!

For his curiosity, the tiger next to him smiled and said: "You don't know, Dalong's mother's craftsmanship is amazing, and he can use the waste thread on his clothes to mend clothes without traces." ”

Yang Xiaole suddenly said, isn't this the Internet celebrity Seiko weaving in later generations?

The craftsmanship is really good.

At least wearing clothes without patches is also a face-saving thing in these years.

However, thinking that the three of them would often have to go in and out of some restaurants in the future, he decided to formulate some outfits for the three of them.

The kind that looks like a middle-class family, but it doesn't stand out.

It's better to get some military uniforms.

When the time comes, go to Feng Aijun and see if he can get it.

This year, no one suspected wearing beige and going in and out of various high-end restaurants.

Lao Mo, a high-end Western restaurant, went to the most young and young people in the military compound and the government compound, which basically became their own place.

It can be seen how lethal a beige is.

It didn't take long for it to be hot.

Beef belly, a plate of beef shutters, a plate of tripe kernels.

The rest are sheep's, sheep sandan, sheep's belly collar, and sheep's belly plate.

The store is not like a bunch of recipes in later generations, there are a total of five dishes here today, and there are no vegetables, all of which he ordered.

The rest only know the name, not what it is.

Anyway, I'll talk about it later.

There is also a plate of fried peanuts, which is not a stir-fry, but an appetizer, and restaurants basically have it.

Yang Xiaole took a little dish and put it in his mouth, it was crispy and chewy, with a faint soy sauce fragrance.

It's delicious.

While serving the meal, he said, "Do you two drink?" I don't advise you if you don't drink, if you drink it yourself, you don't need a ticket anyway. You're welcome. ”

He took a look just now, and there were very few staple foods on the dining table in the hall.

Basically, it comes with a small teal flask.

A few people drank there with a plate or two.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Junsheng put down his chopsticks with a smile, and after going out for a while, he was holding a wine jug, and he was still holding three small wine cups in his hands.

When he came up, he poured three small wine cups directly.

One penny and one wine cup.

"Here, Uncle Mouse! Have a drink together. ”

Yang Xiaole took the wine cup, tasted it gently, and handed the wine cup to the two of them.

"Alright, drink yourselves! I don't drink! ”

Don't drink alcohol to affect his development!

Just taste it.

Five dishes, three people to eat, although the amount is not very much, but it is enough.

Yang Xiaole was eating, and the two were drinking.

Think of plans for the evening.

I started thinking about how to exchange things for money.

In fact, he was not in a hurry, mainly because the space was really unstoppable.

This batch is disposed of, and you don't have to worry about having no place to put things in about half a year.

But the problem is that there is too much meat, and it took nearly half a year to remove it from Lin Kun.

There are still about four or five thousand catties left in his hand.

In the whole city of Kyoto, it may not be nothing, that is, two or three tons of meat, a large city of millions of people, even if the ration is reduced now. The amount of meat needed every day is also massive.

But when his tons of meat are concentrated in one place, the amount is staggering.

It is true that there are thousands of people in the textile factory, but it is also a big deal that so much meat is exposed.

The fat man of the horse is estimated to be unable to withstand it.

This gave him a headache for a while, and he had already given up the textile factory plan in his heart.

If you sell it on the black market, the risk is just as great.

Throwing this thought away, he said to the two people: "You two help me do some things these days, and ask around us if there is anyone whose house is for sale!" ”

It's okay to be taken for a fool.

As long as it's not yourself.

"Buying a house? Now they are all engaged in the public ownership of private houses, and the houses will be distributed in the future, why buy him? It's not a good deal! ”

Lin Junsheng was puzzled for a while.

Yang Xiaole waved his hand: "It's okay, you can just go and help me inquire, one person will pay for food a day." Is that okay? ”

Buying a house is also to prevent accidents in Daddy's situation.

And it can still appreciate in the future, and it doesn't matter if you put it away, but you need to think about how to trade.

Don't leave any hidden dangers for the future.

Hearing this, the two naturally agreed.

One piece a day, thirty yuan a month, which is equivalent to the salary of a first-class worker.

Yang Xiaole couldn't find how to arrange two people for a while.

Since you have decided to take him to mix in the future, you can't take the two of you to do something too dangerous, and there is no need.

But he's not stupid, and his identity has never been revealed to anyone.

No one knows his exact name.

Unless Suo Ye and the Hua family betray him.

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and in the same way, you can't have the heart to prevent people.

During the meal, the movement outside was getting louder and louder, and now it was really time for lunch.

A few people had a leisurely lunch and were ready to leave.

The door opened, and Yang Xiaole pulled Dalong: "Wait a minute!" ”

Lin Junsheng was strange for a while: "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "It's okay, you two go first, I still have some things." In the afternoon, you will go for a walk around the neighborhood and remember to come here tomorrow as you did today. If there is anything, forget it. ”

Although it was strange, Lin Junsheng and the others still nodded.

Accompanied by left.

Leaving Yang Xiaole the last one in the private room.

After waiting for a while, the waiter came in to clean up the plates, and when he saw that someone was there, he was about to go out.

"Hey, I'm done, I'll leave now."

After that, I went straight out the door.

The waiter didn't think much of it and cleaned it up in the private room.

After Yang Xiaole came out, there were two people sitting near the bar, and he walked over directly.

Before he could get closer, the other party looked up and saw him.

"Xiaole, why are you here? Come here to play? ”

The other party is Luo Jinping.

After Yang Xiaole came over, he greeted with a smile: "Teacher Luo, why do you have time to come over today!" Is this your son? ”

The other party is eight or nine years old.

Just now, I was worried that the other party would greet me and reveal my details, so I let the two go first.

Luo Jinping smiled and nodded: "Well, my son likes to eat belly, so I brought him over to open meat today." Have you eaten? Didn't eat, sit down and eat! ”

Yang Xiaole looked at the dishes on the table.

A belly, peanuts, and a pot of wine.

And Luo Jinping's son was eating baked cakes there.

This little thing, it is estimated that these two people can eat enough to choke on themselves.

smiled and shook his head: "Teacher Luo, you can eat, I just ate it, and I came here with our relatives." ”

Luo Jinping bowed his head lightly when he heard this: "I've eaten it!" That's it, by the way, how are you doing over there now? Still used to it? The results can't collapse! ”

Yang Xiaole naturally couldn't really tell him that he hadn't reported it yet.

Then he said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm used to it." Teacher Naluo, you eat, I'll go first! ”

Place smiled and nodded.

Watch him leave.

After Yang Xiaole came out, did he feel that Kyoto was so small?

But it's all survivorship bias.

He saw so many strangers, but he didn't pay attention, and he only cared when he met an acquaintance.

After coming out, the left and right were fine, and he was ready to go back.

However, thinking of the antiques that his father sold last time, he pondered for a while, inquired about the direction, and went to Rouge Hu.

Number 137!

This is what the man told him last time.

If you can buy it back, you can buy it back, and if you can't buy it back, forget it.

If it's really that person, there must be a lot of good things in the other person's house.

Maybe you can learn from it!

I used to just learn a little bit of it.

For those who understand, fur doesn't count.

Now he can't do any big business, so stock up on something that can appreciate in value, otherwise why do you want so much money!

When it was changed, it was all fucking devalued.

What to hoard?

Gold and antiques!

If you can't buy a house now, then stock up on gold and antiques, two things that appreciate faster.

However, my own space is limited, and everything I can save in the future must be the best.

Touch the door.

Yang Xiaole parked the car, looked at the entrance of this little barbarian door, and looked at this specification, at most, it was a courtyard that entered it.

It is estimated that it is similar to Suo Ye's.

Walking into the gate, there was a hanging flower door inside, and after entering, a courtyard similar to Suo Ye's kind was revealed in his eyes.

He looked at it.

"Who are you?"

In the middle of thoughts, in the first room of the East Wing, a little girl about ten years old came out with a rice bowl.

Big-eyed, round face.

Yang Xiaole subconsciously thought of someone when he saw the other party.

Hou Su'e.

The daughter of the Tattered Marquis, when she grew up, married the child of the Tattered Marquis's enemy, and the father and daughter broke up.

As a result, the man was injured and died without holding up.

Later, he remarried a Hong Kong man who was the same age as his father.

"Is your name Hou Su'e?"

Yang Xiaole subconsciously asked.

The other party was curious when he heard this: "How do you know my name?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was sure, it was really this person!

And at this time, a patched tattered Hou came out of it: "Oh, little comrade, have you thought about it?" Didn't you bring something? ”

Seeing that he didn't have anything in his hand, he still asked.

Yang Xiaole smiled: "I didn't bring anything, I came here today to listen to your old story." ”

"Oh, storytelling? What story to tell? ”

The tattered Hou was strange for a while.

"I want you to tell me the story of Xiao He chasing Han Xin's blue and white plum vase under the moon."

After Yang Xiaole finished speaking, he stood there with a smile.

Hearing this, the tattered Hou was embarrassed, but it was only for a moment.

looked him up and down, "I didn't see it, it turned out to be a knowledgeable person!" Now that you know, what else is there to ask? ”

After speaking, he went directly back to the dining table in the hall and continued to eat.

And Hou Su'e naturally followed obediently.

Yang Xiaole didn't mind, and followed with a smile, which was a little rude, but he still came in.

After coming in, a water Ming and Qing Dynasty characteristics of the furniture.

However, they are all lacquered, some of them are black, or they are red, and I can't tell what the material is for a while.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect.

Knowing that this thing will increase in value in the future.

These dilapidated furniture, in his opinion, exude a unique beauty, indescribable feeling.

On the table next to it, on the Bogu shelf, there are a lot of bottles and cans.

The whole house looked messy.

But he just looked, and didn't focus too much.

On the table is a plate of fried radish and a plate of pickle gnocchi.

It seems that life is also very peaceful, where did so much money come from?

Is the property left by the down-and-out prince?

It doesn't feel like it!

The other party seems to be an illegitimate child, to put it bluntly, he is a person with no status, and the prince's son can be less!

Retracting his thoughts, he saw the old man sitting on a Taishi chair.

One leg is cocked.

It looks like that, and it's a bit of a mess.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole sat on the circle chair on the side, and touched the armrest with his hand, which was smooth and delicate.

Look at the style is from the Ming Dynasty.

Then he smiled and said: "Tattered Hou, in fact, I don't mean anything else, I just want to hear the story of that bottle, you always tell me!" ”

The tattered Hou took a bite of mustard and glanced at the other party.

Ignored him.

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaole opened his mouth and said, "Hey, Tattered Hou, you say, do the people in the compound know that you are rich?" Spent 400 bucks on a vase? ”

Hearing this, the old man paused.

"How do you know?"

"That's my dad, can I not know? Anyway, you're bullying someone who doesn't know how to do it, isn't that a bit too much......"

Yang Xiaole asked with a smile.

The tattered Hou smiled indifferently: "Bully? Who bullied people? It doesn't sell for that price at an antiquities store. ”

Regarding the words of the tattered Hou, Yang Xiaole also nodded lightly.

He didn't really come over today to settle accounts, after all, his father took the initiative to sell it, and the other party didn't lower the price.

It's a fair deal.

It depends on whether there is a chance in the future!

Hou Su'e next to her was also curious when she heard the words of the two.

So he asked, "Dad, what did you buy for 400 yuan?" If we don't eat or drink, we have to save so much money for a year, right? ”

Hearing this, the tattered marquis glared at her: "My lord, just listen." Anything is interjected. ”

Hearing this, Hou Su'e stuck out her tongue and didn't dare to ask again.

Yang Xiaole looked at the other party and thought of a question, that is, the identity of the illegitimate son of the tattered prince Hou is known to only a very few people.

Looking around, he asked with a smile: "Tattered Hou, your nickname is well-known, I don't understand, you say, what should this prince's son be called?" Hou Ye? It's not right, it should be Lord Baylor, right? ”

When the Tattered Hou heard this, he stopped refusing the cake.

Then he returned to normal and smiled unconcernedly; "It's all the neighborhood ridicule, the nickname I gave, what's the matter? Do you want to tease me too? It's okay, just call it, it's been calling it for so many years. ”

Then he ate his bread.

"Oh~ That's it!"

Yang Xiaole made a sudden expression.

Then he looked around carelessly.

The house is full of goods, and it is estimated that good things, including his bottle, should be put away.

Turning his head and asking, "Master Hou, I'll just call you that, I'm just here to hear where that Yuan Qinghua comes from, there's nothing that can't be said, right?" ”

Tattered Hou looked at each other, trying to see something.

Unfortunately, nothing can be seen.

For a while, he couldn't figure out what this guy was trying to do!

Instead of saying it directly, he asked, "How old are you this year?" ”

Yang Xiaole didn't understand what the other party meant.

After thinking about it for a while, he still talked nonsense: "I'm eighteen years old this year, but the family is short, and my son is not tall." ”

He went to Lin Junsheng's school.

The students inside are estimated to be fifteen or sixteen years old, and there are many people who are not as tall as him.

Saying that he is seventeen or eighteen years old, there is no doubt about it, after all, he is generally not tall in these years.

Even in later generations, there are not a few people in their twenties who are about 1.6 meters tall.

If it weren't for the fact that his face was too tender, the way he spoke, it would be estimated that some people would believe it.

The Rag Marquis didn't doubt it either.

He continued to ask, "Where did you learn this?" ”

"Oh, I didn't actually learn from anyone, but we don't have an old man who contends to be a store! I used to work in a pawnshop, but I like to go over and listen to the old man say that after a long time, I will get a little fur. I'm here today, in fact, to ask for advice. ”

Yang Xiaole casually said nonsense.

Tattered Hou took a bite of the cake and chewed it.

After thinking for a while, he then spoke: "After the Mongolian people in the Yuan Dynasty entered the customs, they liked opera more, so they liked opera more, so most of the porcelain they fired at that time was mainly classic opera.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Xiao He Yuexia chased Han Xintu plum bottle and was given to Mu Ying, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, and later after Mu Ying died, this thing was buried underground as a burial object.

A few years ago, Mu Ying's tomb was stolen, and a number of cultural relics fell to the people, and Yuan Qinghua Xiao He Yuexia chased Han Xintu plum bottle as one of the stolen cultural relics.

At that time, someone was selling this plum vase near Jinling Xinjiekou, and the people working at the cultural relics company recognized it as a rare treasure at a glance after seeing it, so they bought it with five gold bars.

Two years later, he donated the bottle to the state free of charge. ”

After the tattered Hou finished speaking, he continued: "But then this thing was lost during the handover and transportation. Then it was gone. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole was stunned.

I see!

But this is a bit of a coincidence.

By chance, I saw that I was carrying five gold bars.

Let's not say whether it's a big yellow croaker or a small yellow croaker, even if it's all small yellow croaker, it's worth a lot!

Why did it take two years to turn it in?

But he can't delve into this, and he doesn't need to delve into it.

It's none of his business.

Then he asked curiously: "Master Hou, where did you hear this?" Jinling is not close to here! Two thousand miles, right? ”

The Rags did not answer him.

Eating by himself.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole didn't ask any more.

Listening to stories is part of it, but the main thing is that he still wants to hear how to appreciate Yuan Qinghua, and there must be some Taoism in it.

It's just a matter of luck.

But think about it, there are too many ways in this, and it can't be said clearly in a sentence or two, and it can be said clearly in a moment and a half.

After thinking for a while, he smiled at him and said, "Master Hou! Do you have anything to sell here? Money is good to say! You can exchange it for anything! ”

"Fuck off!"

Hearing that he was going to buy something, the tattered Hou turned pale and said impatiently.

Hou Su'e next to her also smiled when she saw this; "I think you'd better save it! My dad hasn't sold a single thing since he started playing with these things, except for changing. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled.

Unless he doesn't reveal any information, otherwise, these things will be treated as 4* old in the future, and then destroyed.

The chances of it being saved are very low.

When the time comes, you can reluctantly help him.

There is no hurry.

Now he also wants to learn technology, in case he encounters something good in the future and can't recognize it, it will be a pity.

But looking at it like this, the other party doesn't look like a good talker!

Anything related to antiques, there are no doors.

(End of chapter)