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A bungalow one kilometer east of the east belongs to Chongwen District. It is separated from my home by Qianmen Street, located on the southeast side of Tiananmen Square, at the east exit of Qianmen Metro Station. Passing by, there are many kites floating above my head, in the shape of centipedes and in the shape of an eagle. I remember when I was in elementary school and junior high school, I often went to Tiananmen Square to play football with my classmates. When I was in summer, I also brought a cool mat to the floor in front of the People's Monument to cool off, eat and drink, and have no worries.

The place I am going to now is the home of a small nanny.

Although her home is a little distance from my house, the nanny is definitely a household name on the front door.

About a year ago, maybe less than a year ago, the nanny who came to work in the city had luck and won the grand prize by buying the three-color ball. The first prize for that period was five million. Because no one had won for too long, the amount in the prize pool was also abundant. It is unknown how much the nanny won, but it is certain that it is definitely not just five million. According to my guess, she bought several of the same numbers, and the prize was at least tens of millions.

The little nanny is a very interesting rural person. Perhaps because of the popularity of collecting the people, she became obsessed with antiques.

I have to say that her luck was really good. She spent several months to buy the first batch of things from which corners she bought, so she made a small profit. Since then, she has tasted the sweetness of collecting and began to learn from others to wander around Panjiayuan every day, hoping to find bargains all day long.

However, one day, one day, she was a nanny and nouveau riche. She had no professional knowledge of collecting cultural relics. Most of the things she bought back were fakes and imitations. My goal this time was to collect the first batch of antiques she received. I heard that there were many ancient coins in it, but now she shouldn't have sold them.

Deep in the secluded alley.

"Get out of here!"

I was stunned for a moment, standing there without moving, looking in the direction of cursing. In front of a window and a courtyard house surrounded by a fence with small pomegranate trees planted in the fence, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly knocked open from the inside, and a man who looked like a migrant worker was wavy and dressed up in a rustic manner. Then, the migrant worker chased a rural woman with a fang-like claws. No, it was indeed not suitable for women. The woman should not be old, but perhaps because of growing up with the countryside, she seemed much more mature than the urban people.

Fei Xiaohong?

I recognized her, isn’t it the little nanny I’m looking for?

Fei Xiaohong looked like a shrew, swinging a broken wooden chair leg in her hand, and cursed with contempt: "Are you deaf? How many times have you told you? Why do you still run to my mother's house? Look at how good you look! Bah! Do you dare to chase me? Don't look in the mirror! The toad wants to eat swan meat! Bah!" A mouthful of thick phlegm was spit under the feet of the migrant worker.

I don’t know whether the migrant worker is a toad, but Fei Xiaohong is definitely not a swan, that’s for sure.

It’s not that she is not beautiful, on the contrary, she is really pretty, with a plump figure, especially her buttocks are very fat, and she is quite charming and coquettish. However, in terms of connotation, she is much worse. The two big gold rings on her right hand, the golden earrings on her ears, and the gold chains on her neck cannot add color to her temperament.

After scolding the migrant worker, Fei Xiaohong snorted and threw the legs of the chair to a pile of groceries in the aisle. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something at the corner of her eyes. She blinked and walked to a bungalow diagonally opposite a bungalow. She was next to a scrapped white van. Someone lost a flowerpot. There was no soil inside, which probably wasn't available to anyone. Fei Xiaohong bent down and picked it up, looked left and right, and finally raised it above her head and looked at the holes under the flowerpot. Uh, I guessed boldly that she was probably looking at whether she had any money.

Soon, Fei Xiaohong grinned proudly, hugged the broken flower pot in her arms, twisted her big butt and turned back to the yard.

I walked over and reminded: "That's just an ordinary flower pot, and it has no collection value."

Fei Xiaohong stood still when she heard this, turned around and looked up and down at me: "Who are you? I am happy! Do you care?"

Are you angry about her words?

If possible, I don't want to deal with her from the bottom of my heart.

Touching my nose, I smiled bitterly and said, "Is it Ms. Fei Xiaohong? I heard that you have collected a lot of antiques. If it is convenient, can I go in and take a look?"

"what?"

“I also like to collect some gadgets.”

"Do you want to buy it?" Fei Xiaohong looked at the shoes I bought from the street stall with uncertainty, "Have you brought enough money?"

"Well, if the stuff isn't too expensive, it should be about the same."

Fei Xiaohong thought for a while, pointed her chin into the yard: "Come with me."

At the door of the east house, she put the flower pot on the cement windowsill between the crabapple flowers and the evergreen, took two steps right, lifted the bamboo curtain and entered the house. The decorations of her house were very simple, and it could even be said to be simple. The large wardrobe had been painted off a large area, and a piece of the square table fell off. At this time, it was padded by a red brick. It was hard to imagine that this was a home of a millionaire. It was said that the richer the person, the more stingy he was. I think this was quite right.

"Here..." Fei Xiaohong opened the two drawers below the five-canceled cabinet without hesitation, "Look at it yourself, don't break it."

The first drawer is filled with four treasures of the study, including a pen holder, an inkstone, an ancient pen, and an ink cartridge.

I can't think it's good in my eyes, but after reading and studying these days, I can barely distinguish some particularly fake objects. Like the ancient pen lying in the corner, the brush hair is just a little yellow and terriblely complete. At first glance, it's a modern production, a new work, and the square inkstone is the same. The handwriting on the back is not right, and there is still a suspicion of being used on the surface.

Fei Xiaohong didn't introduce her to me, but sat on the bed with her legs raised, playing with the golden ring on her right index finger, which was about 23 grams on her right index finger, took it off, put it on, take it off, put it on...

"Sister Hong." I found a heart-shaped pen holder, "How to sell this?"

The pen holder is about 15cm tall, with sixteen dragons engraved on the body, each with vivid lines, and the material is suspected to be a tooth carving.

"This..." Fei Xiaohong pulled a long voice, "I received eight hundred yuan, you can give it one thousand."

"It's expensive, yes, is it three hundred?"

"No, at least nine hundred."

There are still many things in her family, but I only have 3,800 yuan in my pocket. In order to collect more things, I can only cut the price without getting tired of it.

In the end, the price was determined to be 725 yuan.

There are zero and some money, she doesn't even want to let go of a dollar.

Looking at Fei Xiaohong's smirk secretly, she knew that the pen holder was bought at an extremely low price.

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