The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

Chapter 119: The city management in this meeting is very cute

   Even if the Panjiayuan in this meeting is a place that can create miracles, it is not that there will be top antiques every day, most of which are common varieties.

   It was not until 8 o’clock in the morning that Zhang Nan had little gain, but all the stalls swayed a bit, chatting with the stall owners for a while. Look at the miscellaneous things, and buy the ones you like. Anyway, it won't cost much.

  I also bought a pair of Hetian jade bracelets. Old expensive: 120 yuan!

   But there are good products at big prices, there are still No.1 white, things from the Qing Dynasty, round bracelets.

   "Brother Zhang, there are a lot of these things, it's best to send the old lady."

   In accordance with Zhang Nan's request, Weng Yeming also changed his name. Mr. Zhang always yelled awkwardly.

   Zhang Nan doesn't care about the fact that Weng Yeming is one year older than himself, so he has to call him brother anyway! However, this will make Zhang Nan almost suffocated his internal injury at the words of Weng Yeming: such a good old Hetian jade bracelet can only be worn by an old lady?

   Today's concept of people is really a bit speechless: he intends to go home to see his sister.

   was about to leave. Seeing a commotion among the stall owners, someone started to close the stall quickly-this scene is familiar!

   Take a closer look: "Urban Management" is here!

   There were already a lot of people in the market at 8 o'clock in the morning. As a result, a group of joint defense members led by a policeman came, with a total of more than a dozen people, each with a red armband.

   "You can't set up a stall here, so get all cleaned up and go!"

  The defense team dispersed and started chasing people away, not only to the stall holders, but also to the shoppers!

However, Zhang Nan didn't pay any attention to it. He watched the excitement there, thinking in his heart that the current "urban management" is really interesting: none of the joint defense team members took the stall owner's stuff, and it did not violate the agreement at all. , Boom away.

  Think about the drama of the "urban management vs. hawkers" before the rebirth. I think these dozens of defense team members are pretty cute, at least they don't take the common people's things in Panjiayuan.

   In fact, most of the city administrators of later generations are not as annoying on the surface. Without them, the city will be messy. Many things are still done by some people above. Otherwise, who wants to offend people?!

   Zhang Nan had a friend who was the captain of the city management team. He complained twice in three days that he shouldn't sit in this position, so he wanted to change the unit.

   As for the feeling that these defense team members are cute nowadays, it is also because the position of Zhang Nan station is different: the influence of the defense team members in the 1980s and 1990s on later generations is really not good!

   Do some small business, really want to fix you, a business of dozens of dollars can be considered "speculation", enough for two years of reeducation through labor!

   The hemp at the bottom of the street stall was tidying up, and the bicycle racks were the fastest ones, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye!

   Birds and beasts scattered instantly!

   Several joint defense team members saw Zhang Nan standing unscrupulously looking at themselves, and only ignored these two as the air-there was still a Mercedes Benz parked below, and they noticed when they came. This person is dressed in unusual fashion. He is either a returned overseas Chinese or a child of a high-ranking cadre, so he can't make trouble for himself.

   The roots of the imperial city have been messing around, and if you don’t have any eyesight, it’s better to go home and farm safely!

   There are a lot of deep waters here!

   Why does Zhang Nan want to be an overseas Chinese?

   This time he will be able to stand and watch the excitement unscrupulously. He is still in the capital city where he is not familiar with his life, so he doesn't have to worry about finding the door!

   "Go, find a place to eat first, and then go to Liulichang."

   Weng Yeming led the way, and there was a small breakfast shop nearby. There was a small collective snack bar run by the street. Weng Yeming visited many times last year.

   Each person has a bowl of fried liver and a few steamed buns. It tastes good, but eating such greasy things early in the morning is still a bit greasy for Zhang Nan, a Jiangnanese.

   Fortunately, I didn't give myself a bowl of Beijing special soybean juice, otherwise Zhang Nan would rather be hungry.

   I'm not used to that taste!

   "Ye Ming, do you know what I like now?" Zhang Nan asked while eating.

"Official kiln porcelain, calligraphy and painting, jade, rare varieties of coins and certain miscellaneous items. Brother Zhang, but I think you have looked at the bronze mirror from Beihe for a while. It's not expensive. Why don't you want it? "

   Weng Yeming didn't recognize the bronze mirror, but thought it was delicate, it should be good.

   "That is a sea beast and grape mirror from the Tang Dynasty, with a diameter of 14 cm, which can already be regarded as a fine product."

   Zhang Nan took a bite of a bun, and said, "But in all likelihood, the mirror was dug out by a tomb robber. The same goes for a few pieces of Tang and Song porcelain."

After finishing speaking, he thought about it and said: "This is the capital city. You will run to this place in the next three days. You will become a celebrity here in a few times. Those unearthed are good things, but they are sold here. , Sooner or later something will happen!

   You are famous, if you even want this, the police will naturally come to your door when the time comes. If you can't make it, the perineal ditch will capsize! "

   Zhang Nan was born as a tomb thief, and he dared to sell unearthed cultural relics at a public stall in the capital. When the limelight became tight, no one ran away! Unless there is a strong backer in the capital!

The stall owner obviously does not look like a strong backer. It can only be said that the owner does not pay attention to it now, and the stall owner himself has not realized the danger in the future ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ purchased the unearthed cultural relics in the Shanghai black market Zhang Nan It doesn’t count, it’s "no one knows", and Weng Yeming is an old capital, and the monk can't run away from the temple. If even the "local goods" are bought on a large scale, sooner or later it will be finished, and then he will be involved. .

   This is the capital!

   Besides the precious unearthed cultural relics, there are ways in other places. As long as the capital is available for purchase on the surface, anyway, there are more than ten or twenty yuan worth of treasures everywhere.

   "I understand, Brother Zhang, don't let those illegal things!"

   "Hehe, that's it."

   "By the way, Ye Ming, can you recognize the old furniture of red sandalwood and Huanghuali?" Zhang Nan thought of something again.

After two or three years, with the large-scale renovation of the old capital, the old capitals left their ancestral homes one after another. The old goods, old furniture, and old building parts in the home will flow to Panjiayuan in large quantities, and the Ming and Qing dynasties that will appear here are precious. There are a lot of old furniture.

   "I don't know it very well, but I can learn, so I can go to those old woodcarving factories to give cigarettes to the cigarettes. I have acquaintances working in it, and I can just go around when I have time."

   Wood, nowadays, in Beijing, you can find a woodcarving furniture factory to play with. Those factories are still producing authentic antique furniture for export.

   "If you have a chance to get furniture and objects of red sandalwood or huanghuali, don't let it go, but I can't teach you this. Although I want to collect some, I don't know wood."

After Zhang Nan finished speaking, seeing Weng Yeming's strange expression, he said: "What's weird, I am not a god, how can I understand everything~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Welcome to visit and read, the latest and fastest , The hottest serial works are all at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.

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