Daomu Biji

This teahouse felt very strange when I walked in. When I walked in and went upstairs, I found that there was still a vague impression in my memory. I seemed to have been here several times before, and it was also with the third uncle and other friends in Pangu, but I was very old at the time. When I was young, I only remember that the room was often filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. The adults were playing mahjong in the room and laughing, and I was led by my father, who asked a few people to take the New Year's money and leave.

Never would I have imagined that I would experience the same place and the same people in this way again.

The second floor of the teahouse is a corridor with private rooms on both sides. However, it is different from the Crescent Hotel that caused a big fuss before. The decoration inside is much different. Many partition walls are made of bamboo and painted many times. It has the color of oil bamboo, withered yellow and white. When you get closer to the curtains, you can smell the smell of cigarettes. I don't know how many years they have been replaced, and the smell of old cigarettes cannot be washed away.

Pan Zi took the lead and led me to the private room at the end of the corridor. He opened the curtain and went in. The space was very large, but there was only one mahogany table inside, squarely placed in the middle of the room, with six silk tables inlaid with coiled dragons on both sides. The cushioned chair has a window behind it, and you can see the scene downstairs. I glanced at it, and if I was exposed later, I would jump down from here and run away.

My heart dropped when I glanced down. There was a bustling crowd below, all of them coming from different markets. There were cars of all kinds parked on both sides of the road. Those who didn’t know it thought they were selling Spring Festival travel products here. Train ticket, if you jump you probably won’t be able to escape.

There was a tea set on the mahogany table. Xiaohua went up and removed five chairs, allowing only me to sit down. The other five tables were pulled against the wall. Panzi sat down immediately and started smoking. I saw his hands shaking, and my heart tightened. I don’t know if he can still bear it. I didn't dare to ask questions, so I had to touch the surface of the table and pretend to be nostalgic and thoughtful.

Xiuxiu on the side started making Kung Fu tea for me. Her method was very special, untying her bun. Wash the hairpin with tea first, and then use the hairpin to stir the tea leaves.

I watched her movements and prayed that she had washed her hair this morning. At the same time, I found that the material of her hairpin was very strange, like a kind of light jade or a kind of bone. There are extremely detailed patterns carved on it, so they must have some origins.

The brewed tea smells like Biluochun. However, at the same time, there was a scent mixed in that I was very familiar with but couldn't remember. After taking a sip, it tasted very good and gave me a feeling of concentration.

I was frightened by the scene at the door of the teahouse just now. Everything I experienced just now actually put me in a state of confusion. Although my heartbeat was not fast and I wasn't very nervous, all my feelings were dull and numb. It wasn't until I drank this sip of tea that all the erratic feelings came back. My thinking started to become clearer, but I started to get nervous again.

When we came in, a large number of people also came in outside. Now they are all outside the curtain, obviously in other boxes. I can't hear a trace of conversation. Everyone seems to be waiting for something.

Maybe I found something wrong with my expression,

Xiaohua waved her hand to tell me not to worry, and she whispered something to a few of her subordinates. When it came to the key point, it was basically just gestures, without even moving her mouth.

I had to wait patiently. Take a deep breath to steady yourself. Xiuxiu held my hand to express comfort, but I felt even more anxious. If Xiuxiu could see that I was uneasy, then others could definitely see it too. But I just can't control my anxiety.

After Xiaohua finally finished talking to his men, he started to pay attention to me. He lowered the curtains and closed the curtains behind me. The whole room darkened, and he leaned down and said in my ear: Ba Qiu didn't come. It seems that he knew that things had changed and took a retreat to advance. However, there must be his spies outside, and the situation is not right for him. They will definitely show up with someone, and the people outside are ready to take action to see if Bastard Qiu dares to come. The situation is not good for us, so I think they are going to be ruthless.

Then... I was about to ask him, but he immediately made a gesture to stop talking and took out his mobile phone to show me.

I saw an unsent text message on the screen of his mobile phone. He used this function as a writing pad. What was written on it was: There are at least three people with excellent hearing next door. It's useless to whisper. The first half of what he said just now is Really, I told them later. Just do your part and we'll take care of the rest.

I nodded, and he immediately deleted the words on the screen with extremely fast fingers, and then gave Pan Zi a wink.

Pan Zi's face was pale, but he still nodded, and then he heard him shout: Masters, third master, please hand over something.

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of chairs being pulled was heard in all the nearby boxes, and there was chaos. After a while, I saw the curtains lifted, and all kinds of monsters and monsters walked in one after another. Soon the small private room was filled with people.

In the previous chaos, I only had a vague impression of them. I always had a wrong prediction in my mind, that is, the boss should be the most vicious-looking among them. Now if you look carefully, you can see that there are people of all ages who come in, tall, short, fat and thin, but they all look very ordinary and inconspicuous.

Some of the older people actually looked familiar to me, and some of them were very young. Generally speaking, these people have a very difficult time even trying to remember. I remembered what my third uncle said to me: No matter how crooked the people who work in the fields look, they will never be forgotten for the rest of their lives. But the delivery guys who hang out among people, it’s best to be everywhere. The kind of person who can see. It is easy to get things from the hands of the dead, but it is most difficult to get money from the hands of the living.

Xiaohua's men moved the four chairs next to Pan Zi. They were for the four big players. The third uncle's system was very clear, and it is necessary to introduce it here.

In Changsha, there is a long-standing system of tomb robbery and stolen goods. This system was established at the end of the Republic of China. Why do you say this? Going back further, the same system must have existed, but the history was turbulent, and various systems were destroyed in the turmoil. We don’t know what it looked like, but the current system was inherited from the Republic of China.

Antiques trading is divided into domestic collection and foreign smuggling. As the saying goes, Antiques in prosperous times, only in the peaceful and prosperous times will people concentrate on collecting antiques. However, this old saying is one-sided and only valid in a closed world.

At first, it was a prosperous age during the Kangxi period, but the Qing Dynasty closed the country. The sea ban was not opened until the 23rd year of Kangxi in the 12th year of Shunzhi. Then it was banned again in the 56th year of Kangxi. After that, the opening and closing of the ban was like Allegro, although the overall time was not It was quite a long time, but the control over shipping was very strict. During that period, antiques from the prosperous times were reflected, but due to the oppression of maritime bans and heavy punishment, tomb robbing activities did not become rampant.

Only during the period after the Republic of China, firstly, there was a large demand from abroad, and secondly, the domestic gates were opened, and the government had no time to take care of itself. The peak period of tomb robbing in modern history occurred.

The market is huge, and no one cares about it, so everything gets bigger.

The first system formed at that time was the smuggling system. The source was tomb robbers, and then came the guests. These customers were all antique connoisseurs. They bought the underworld artifacts from the tomb robbers and brought them to the two big cities of Peking and Shanghai for digestion, especially Peking. At that time, most of the good goods went abroad.

Later, after the founding of New China, customs inspections became more and more strict, and overseas smuggling gradually converged, but the system was already formed. My grandfather's group of people grew up in that era, and they successfully survived the reform and opening up, so the system has been followed. Since the end of the Cultural Revolution, after smuggling activities began to appear on China's southern border and on the sea, a large number of dark weapons that had been hoarded and hidden over the years began to look for exports. Sanshu was the one who used the system of the older generation to resume his old business and carry it forward. Batch people.

Of course, in the current handicap operation, domestic rich people and collectors are already strong enemies of foreign smugglers. This is also the reason why local antique trading markets in various places are unprecedentedly prosperous.

This can also understand the various potential purposes of the marriage between the three uncles in Changsha and Hangzhou, the Huo family and Xiaohua in Beijing (Beiping), and the Wu family and the harmonious family.

From a general structure point of view, Sanshu's business in Changsha is mainly responsible for two businesses, one is to collect goods from the ground, and the other is distribution.

We generally call the order for picking up goods from the field Lama Pan, and the order for distribution is called Ma Pan.

The system works like this:

People like Uncle San, known as Iron Chopsticks, are exploiters in the industrial chain. They monopolize the best resources, including information about ancient tombs, knowledge of tomb exploration, and identification of underworld artifacts.

These iron chopsticks hand over the location and dynasty information of the ancient tombs they have to the Lama Plate below, which is commonly known as Lama Lama. At this time, a chopstick head will come out of the iron chopsticks, carrying the message, leading the lamas in the Lama Tray to go to the field to pick up the goods. Pan Zi is the famous Chopstick Head under Third Uncle.

At the same time, Lama Pan will have the familiar Ma Pan, who has been waiting aside for a long time. When the things have just come out of the pot and have not cooled down, Ma Pan has contacted the buyers and routes, and then directly traded the things locally. Take the cool horse tray directly. The whole tomb robbing activity is over.

This system is extremely fast. As long as the current situation is not followed, only Ma Pan will die, and Iron Chopsticks and Lama Pan will not be implicated in any way. This is why tomb robbing activities continue to be banned. As for iron chopsticks and lama pans, there are as many things as horse pans, and as many as you want will die.

The third uncle distributes a large number of horse trays, and those who come to this room are only the big ones. What scares the third uncle the most are the four lama trays that have gone to the ground. The only ones who can sit on the chairs now are those four people. To be continued