Chapter 15 Antique Market
The fat man had a family-born jade pendant that he had always carried on him. This jade was given to his father by a headmaster of the Northwest Field Army. When the boss led his troops to Xinjiang, he wiped out a group of bandits in Niya Oasis. This jade was brought by the bandit. It was said to be a jade pendant, but in fact it was not very similar in appearance, with a simple and weird shape, and there were some messy patterns on it, like a map or a text. I don’t know what it was for.
I have seen this jade fat man many times. I used to have many antiques at home. When I was a child, I heard my grandfather talk about a lot of knowledge about gold, stone and jade. However, I can't see the value of this jade.
The fat man wanted to sell this piece of jade for some money to do business, but I stopped him. This was left by your father for you. If you can, don’t sell it, don’t sell it. We are not at the point of being desperate. If it really doesn’t work, I will ask my family for money. Anyway, our old man and the old lady have paid a lot of wages.
We saw an empty place on the side of the road, so we stopped the three-wheeler and bought two bowls of braised rice and cooked them for lunch nearby.
Braised and boiled fire is a soup made by pigs. It contains large intestines and the like. Soaked and chopped fired, which costs more than one yuan per bowl, which is both economical and affordable.
I put too much spicy bowl, so spicy that all my tears and snot came out, and I stuck out my tongue and yelled.
The fat man took a few bites and said to me: Lao Hu, I wanted to bring you money in the past few years, but I didn’t expect that the national economy has been revitalized now. The situation is not small but big. Unlike when I first started practicing stalls, there were only three pop song tapes in Beijing. It’s really a bit implicated you. Your father was already a teacher before retirement and enjoyed the treatment of a deputy municipal cadre. You might as well go back and ask your old man to go through the back door and arrange a job for you in the agency, so don’t suffer with me.
I patted the fat man's big belly and said: Brother, I will also say something to you. If I really want to go to the agency, I can go at any time, but I dare not. Do you know why? I am afraid. If I sit in one place and don't move, I can't think of anything else. They are all my dead comrades, who are swaying in front of me. When I see them, my intestines are almost broken. We are running around and doing some small business, and we can distract our minds and think about something else, otherwise I will be crazy.
After so many years in the army, I learned to boost morale without learning anything else. I comforted the fat man: We are not bitter now. Isn’t there any braised cook to eat? I remember that I was in Kunlun Mountain back then, so he really complained. One year during the Spring Festival, everyone missed home, and many new recruits cried secretly. When the division commander saw that this was OK, he quickly made dumplings for everyone to improve their food. You may not believe the dumplings that were eaten. There is no vegetables in Kunlun Mountain, and vegetables are more expensive than gold. There are so many meatballs. The altitude is too high and the water cannot be boiled. The dumplings are all dried.
The meat filling inside is red. Can you imagine what it tastes like? I ate seventy or eighty of them, almost craving me to death. I was so greedy. I haven't eaten anything cooked in those years and got so greedy. The next day I sent someone to the hospital, but I couldn't digest it, and my stomach looked like iron. Do you still remember what Hongyan said? The eve of the victory of the Revolution is always the coldest. Our business cannot always be like this. The tape is not easy to sell, so we can sell something else. Just like what he said: If you don't let Lushan go, we will go to Jinggangshan. If the People's Liberation Army doesn't go with me, I will go to the Red Army.
I turned on the recorder and the two big speakers immediately played out music.
Because the recorder is relatively ragged and the sound quality is very poor, even the most beautiful songs are broadcast from it, it is like a gong-kick.
But Fatty and I didn't think it was ugly. Anyway, it was better than the two of us. After my easy-to-understand ideological education work, the fat man became cheerful. He held his calves with his calves and shouted: Take a look, take a look, Hong Kong and Taiwan original version, cut arms and legs, and he lost money and made a profit.
Passers-by and all the people who were doing business and stalls around us looked at us with curious eyes. There was a man selling antiques on the street stall next to us. He came over to say hello to us. When he smiled, a big gold tooth appeared in his mouth. The big gold tooth took out a cigarette and gave us two.
I took the cigarette and looked at it: It’s not bad, American cigarettes, Marlboro.
While lighting a cigarette for me, Da Jinya said: "My masters, I'm selling pop songs in the old market of Panjiayuan, but there is no third person in Sijiu City that can think of it. You two are really the first ones."
I took a big sip of cigarette and sprayed two white smoke from my nose. The American cigarette was so strong. I looked up and said to Da Jinya: Don’t use this to squeeze us out. Our brothers and brothers ran here by accident to avoid the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and left after a break.
As a result, both sides were in a row and were not outsiders. Da Jinya’s family was in Hainan Island and had been in Yunnan before. His father’s generation lived in the PLA when he went south. The bottom of the family was from the Third Field Army. When you talk about where your hometown is, what kind of radius and radius the elders in the family are from, and which division and which regiment are from, the relationship is not far away.
However, Da Jinya's father was not a cadre. His father was a folk craftsman. Later, he was arrested and the Xu-Beng Battle, which was during the Huaihai Battle. His troops revolted and joined the People's Liberation Army. He had always been a cook in the army. His legs were frozen on the Korean battlefield and left lifelong paralysis. After the reform and opening up, he moved from Hainan to Beijing to collect some antiques and toys to do some business.
It is better to listen to what he can say than to speak. He said it nicely. A craftsman who fights against the ground is just a thief who digs graves? Others can't hear these things, but I was raised by my grandfather since I was a child, and he told me a lot about these things.
Experts can tell if there is any. To further understand, I asked Da Jinya: Your old man was a lieutenant in the past. Did he find any big rice dumplings? Big rice dumplings are a code word circulated among tomb robbers. Just like the conversation between bandits in the mountains, you can't just say that you killed someone and set fire. There is a set of slander incisions. Zongzi means that the corpses in the tomb are well preserved and not rotten. Touching the big rice dumplings means that they are in trouble, referring to unclean things such as zombies and evil spirits. Dried rice dumplings means that the corpses in the tomb are rotten so that only a pile of bones are left. There are also meat rice dumplings, which means that there are many valuable things on the corpse.
When Da Jinya heard this, she immediately respected me and insisted on asking me and the fat man to go to Dongsi to eat mutton hotpot, and then talked in detail. So the three of them packed their own things and ran to Dongsi. Book Alliance together.
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