The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

During this period of time, Zhang Nan and Zhang Li tried to contact Zhang Li several times, but only got through once: she was planning to go to the south to shoot that strange movie that would soon be forgotten by people. ?? Bayi? Chinese Network ㈧?????

Zhang Li has clearly shown longing for her boyfriend's behavior of wandering around the world: little girl, this is also quite normal.

However, her attitude towards work is quite rigorous, and she also has her own pursuits. She did not expect Zhang Nan to take her out like those actresses who crazily yearn to go abroad.

However, Zhang Nan still promised her on the phone: If you want to go out and see something, just call yourself.

I'm busy too, I don't have time to spend time with her all day long, and I may not be able to go to the crew to visit the crew as I said before.

Zhang Li can also understand this: boyfriend is a person who does great things, so how can he not be busy.

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The three made a decision in the hotel and contacted the hotel reception to book a plane ticket to West Berlin and, if possible, a plane ticket from West Berlin to Moscow.

The staff of the Four Seasons Hotel responded in an hour: The flight from West Berlin to Moscow is the day after tomorrow, that is, there is a flight to Moscow on September 8.

If you miss this flight, you will have to wait another week-there is only one round-trip flight a week between West Berlin and Moscow. The plane is Lufthansa, the model Airbus a32o.

As for going to West Berlin, the hotel recommends taking a train, which can be reached in more than 2 hours, which is more comfortable than an airplane.

Hamburg is only 23o kilometers away from West Berlin, so there is no need to fly.

Following the hotel’s advice, Zhang Nan booked three first-class train tickets on September 7 and the flight tickets to Moscow on the 8th.

Stay in Hamburg for another day and go out for a stroll tomorrow. Because half a day is enough to watch the Berlin Wall: the train can arrive in West Berlin at noon, there is no need to arrive there a day earlier.

After booking the tickets, the three people went to dinner and asked where the old beer hall is the best.

I haven't had time to taste the world-famous German beer these days, and I can't miss it tonight.

When eating, Xiang Weirong asked curiously: "Isn't it going to pass through East Germany?"

"Well, there are nearly 2oo kilometers of roads on the territory of East Germany, but the trains basically go straight to West Berlin all the way, and we can see the scenery at most."

Strange way of passing.

West Berlin is a rather strange existence, as well as its connection with the Western world.

And even more strange is its political status!

West Berlin is an area occupied by the United States, Britain and France established in Berlin since the end of World War II in 1945: this area was largely integrated with the Federal Republic of Germany during this period, but was not part of West Germany legally!

West Berlin has an area of ​​48o square kilometers, which accounts for 54% of the entire Berlin. The current population is less than 20,000, which is 62% of the entire Berlin population.

West Berlin is a non-independent special political unit. It is far away from the Federal Republic of Germany, and the closest distance is 18o kilometers. The transportation links with West Germany rely on three air lines, three railways, three highways and two waterways.

Although West Berlin is integrated with the Federal Republic of Germany in terms of justice, economy, finance, currency and social system, West Germany can represent West Berlin’s interests in international organizations and conferences, but West Berlin is not a part of West Germany. .

Although it also established a municipal government, it is still under the occupation of the three Western affairs. The United States, Britain, and France are the highest authorities in West Berlin. With the addition of the Soviet Union, military vehicles from these four countries can still patrol the entire city of Berlin.

Today's Berlin is a bizarre existence. As residents there, whether it is from the east or the west, it is estimated that there are things that go wrong.

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Early the next morning, the three of Zhang Nan left the hotel and wandered out.

The hotel staff told them that there is a very good flea market just 3oo meters away from the Four Seasons Hotel, and there are also a few second-hand antique shops nearby.

As long as the weather is good, there will be more or less stalls over there every day, just turn around two turns.

It rained a few times yesterday, but today is a good weather. The temperature is between 1o and 2o degrees Celsius throughout the day, which is perfect for playing.

When I arrived, it was a small square, and the ground was paved with stones. The seven or eight-story houses around it seemed to have a history of over a hundred years. I don't know how they survived the bombing of World War II.

The things here are similar to other open-air markets in Europe. They are basically second-hand knick-knacks, all kinds of miscellaneous.

There are a lot of silverware in valuable things, but Zhang Nan and the three have no appetite: they bought two containers in Britain and France. This European silverware has hundreds of kilograms, and it will last a few lifetimes.

There are also many old-fashioned cameras, but none of the three have a hobby of collecting them, and there is one that can be used nearby, and even a Zeiss camera is not bought—just enough.

While strolling around, suddenly Xiang Weirong pointed to a stall and said, "This man's brain is not normal! Even the playthings are sold out?"

Zhang Nan and Guan Xingquan followed his gesture and looked at them and couldn't help but laugh!

A young man’s booth was filled with a lot of mess, but the most conspicuous thing was a golden dangling thing-a tablet with a height of more than 3o centimeters!

The tablet is commonly known as "Muzi" in Jiangnan, and some people simply call the tablet "Jiatang Bodhisattva".

According to the traditional Chinese folk customs, after the death of a person, his family must make tablets for him, which will serve as a requisite for the soul of the deceased after leaving the country.

There is no fixed rule for the size and shape of the tablet. It is generally made of wooden boards and has a rectangular shape with a base under it for easy standing on the table.

Unless their brains are abnormal, the antique collectors of China have absolutely no habit of collecting tablets, and they don’t even have to buy or sell this. Only the raw melon eggs who are new to the industry and do not understand the rules will buy this thing, and then they will be ridiculed by the old birds. .

Zhang Nan received a call from a master excavator in 2014, saying that it was the demolition of an old rural house. There was a lot of "woods" in an old house that no one wanted. It seems that they have been around for a century or two. They are all good wood. Ask him if he can accept it.

So Zhang Nan almost smashed his phone!

Ask a lot of people to have their ancestors come back to make offerings?

You are funny!

Fortunately, Zhang Nan is very familiar with the excavator master, knowing that the person really does not understand the rules here, and calmly explained to the other party, the person even said that it was fortunate that he did not move home!

It's easy to ask God to give it away. As long as the thing is not your own ancestor, you can never move it back to your own home!

Xiang Weirong and Guan Xingquan also knew this rule, so one felt that the stall owner was crazy about money, while the other was a rare laugh.

However, Zhang Nan only laughed a few times, and stopped suddenly, and walked over.

I said in English to the stall owner that he wanted to see this thing, and the person understood it and motioned to read it casually.

One take, it's heavy!

Xiang Weirong and the two also came over, and looked closer and didn't laugh, because this would make it clear that the golden tablet is not simple, and the material should be gilt bronze.

The entire tablet is about 33 cm high and very wide. Nine dragons with clear scales and claws surround a string of special characters in the center of the tablet.

Guan Xingquan leaned over and said, "It's Manchu, the same as those in the Forbidden City."

He also visited the Forbidden City.

"It's'Emperor Gaozongchun' in Manchu. This is Emperor Qianlong's posthumous name and temple name. This is his tablet." Zhang Nan affirmed.

"This tablet is extremely finely crafted and has high craftsmanship. It should be something in the palace that can't be wrong. And there are many cultural relics in history that will be copied, but imitating the royal tablet is arrogant and a big crime! So no one imitates this thing at all.

Moreover, the royal tablet can only be enshrined in 4 former royal locations: Taimiao of the Forbidden City, Rehe, Old Summer Palace and Shengjing. This tablet was probably left out when the Old Summer Palace was burned, or it was stolen and sold in the early years of the Republic of China. "

After speaking, I thought for a while, "I remember that the Qianlong tablet in the Taimiao was stolen and sold to the Germans by a managing eunuch."

After speaking, he took a closer look at the thing in his hand, and said to Guan Xingquan: "Brother Guan, how much is this thing?"

"Really buy it?" Xiang Weirong asked.

This thing was panicking, and the old rules of Yanxian people were so ingrained that even Xiang Weirong felt a little awkward.

"Buy, but don't take it back."

Finally, 3ooo Deutsche Mark was sold.

Wrapped in newspapers and walked away, this thing is hot in my hands.

"Anan, send it back?"

Zhang Nan shook his head, "This thing is not suitable for the curator of agriculture, and he will definitely send it to the capital in the end."

After thinking about it, "Just send it to the consulate general. I remember that there is a Chinese consulate in Hamburg, so I can leave it to them."

Now that it was decided, the three of them didn't delay and took a taxi.

Upon arriving at the China Consulate General in Hamburg, Xiang Weirong looked at the five-star red flag flying high and said: "A-Nan, you and I shouldn't go in. How about letting Xingquan come to you?"

"Well, that's okay, I don't want the credit of retrieving the tablet of Lord Qianlong, awkward!" As he put the tablet wrapped in the newspaper into Guan Xingquan's hand, "Brother Guan, if you want to register, don't do too much." Say, directly report the number of the old man Jiang family."

Guan Xingquan smiled bitterly, "This thing is awkward, then do it, let's not take the credit for it."

Everyone has everybody's taboo. I bought a tablet and went back to promote it everywhere?

Forget it, the three of Zhang Nan are not good at this, and everyone who comes to Germany doesn't want to do this is well known.

Send it home and hide it first, and then donate it to the country?

This is the tablet of the "Shenquan Old Man". Zhang Nan and the three of them believed that they could not live in the temple, so it was better to send them out immediately.

Zhang Nan and her brother-in-law were waiting in a nearby cafe ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Guan Xingquan walked into the Huaxia Consulate alone.

It took less than 15 minutes for Zhang Nan's freshly ground coffee to be served for a while, and Guan Xingquan returned.

"So fast?" Zhang Nan asked.

Guan Xingquan also pulled a chair at the small table and sat down, "As soon as I entered, I showed my passport and told the man on duty that this is the tablet of Qianlong. I bought it back and turned around and left.

It turned out that several people pulled me from leaving, and they said that they would register, if important cultural relics were to be commended by superiors. I just said that I wanted to meet the leader for a special reason. I saw the consul three minutes later, and I reported the number of Mr. Jiang's family, and said that there was a special mission, and then I was able to flash people smoothly. "

"It's that simple?"

"Well, it's that simple. I showed my passport. The other party didn't even see my name."

"You cow!" These were Zhang Nan's words, and Xiang Weirong said: "It's done well." (To be continued.)