Happy Tycoon

The Jiasong grave that Lao Xue talked about is actually the Jinsong of later generations.

It's just that at this time, Jinsong is not called Jinsong, but Jiasongfen. In fact, on the map of Yanjing City in the early 20th century, this place was still called Jiasong Tomb.

It turns out that the founding hero of the Qing Dynasty, Prince Suwu Hauge, who was one of the eight hereditary successors in the early Qing Dynasty, was buried in this place after his death, because there are six An ancient dragon pine, named after its curved trunk supported by a frame. Back then, it was a famous scene in Yanjing City.

It's just that before and after liberation, these six ancient pines died or were cut down one after another, and this famous scenic spot gradually declined. Although it was changed to Jinsong in the 1980s, the old residents living around here are still used to calling it Jiasong Tomb.

It's not too far from Lao Xue's house to the waste collection station in Jinsong, at most three miles. Old Xue led Yang Jing on a three-wheeler, and the two of them arrived at the waste collection station without even using it for ten minutes.

The door hadn't been opened yet at this point, and it was Lao Xue who smashed the door, causing the dog inside to bark, which made the owner of the waste collection station reluctantly get up and open the door.

The owner of the waste collection station was woken up so early, and he was obviously very angry when he got up, but Lao Xue obviously knew this guy very well, and after a few words of laughter, Yang Jing and the others were welcomed in.

The scale of this waste collection station is not small, it should be remodeled after demolishing the walls of a certain courtyard house.

The owner of the waste station lives in the north house. To the south of the north house, there is an open space of thousands of square meters, surrounded by several simple shacks.

This open space is full of all kinds of sundries, mainly scrap iron, waste plastic sheets, and other messy things. Although those shacks have doors, you can also see through the gaps in the shack walls. There are a lot of things stacked inside.

Lao Xue followed the boss of the scrap yard into the north room, and muttered something inside, but the boss came out with the key, opened a shack close to the north room and said, All those things are in here. , you pick slowly, just don’t mess it up for me. I have to go back to catch up on getting back to the cage, and I’ll do it if I pick it up and say hello.”

After saying this, the boss of the scrap yard yawned and went back to the house. Old Xue waved at Yang Jing, and the two of them got into the shack.

Not long after entering, Yang Jing couldn't help but let out a strange cry.

No way, this shack may look shabby, but none of the things in it are simple. Rao Yang Jing was usually calm enough, when he saw these things inside, he couldn't help it anymore.

The things in the shack were not arranged neatly, piles of them, but among these piles of paper products, Yang Jing saw a large number of oil paintings, hand-painted maps, and photo negatives from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. , manuscript documents, and even Yang Jing found hundreds of stele rubbings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties in it.

Damn it, this is Zhou Xiang's oil painting.

Hey, is this the map of the snow area hand-painted by Nian Gengyao?

God, is this a black and white photo of Pu Yi when he ascended the throne?

My God, is this a letter from Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang?

Is this the stele rubbing of Yu Qian in the Ming Dynasty?

Almost every minute or two, Yang Jing would feel his little heart twitch. Where is the shack of the waste collection station? This is simply a small Ming-Qing-Republic of China era literature museum!

At this time, Yang Jing felt that he had become a little mouse that accidentally broke into the rice warehouse, and all the delicious food in front of his eyes.

Although Yang Jing can't see his current appearance without a mirror, Yang Jing dares to bet that his eyes are absolutely red at this moment, his whole body is definitely shaking non-stop, and his hands are definitely trembling.

If it weren't for this, why would Xue Renfa, Brother Xue, next to him, act as if he was always ready to call someone?

Brother, are you okay? Why don't you go out and wake up first? You look so scary! After a while, Lao Xue dared to speak to Yang Jing in a low voice. He really didn't dare to say a word just now. For fear of scaring the young man out of his wits.

As for? Isn't it just a pile of junk? Why are you wobbling all over your body in excitement? Those who know know that you are excited, but those who don't know think you are epileptic.

Don't bring such a scary one, okay?

Brother, if you want these rags, we'll take them all away. It's just a matter of one sentence. Don't make any troubles. Brother, I can't afford it.

Old Xue said a few words in a row, and only then did Yang Jing wake up from his surprise.

Shaking his head, Yang Jing said apologetically to Lao Xue: Brother, I'm really sorry, the main reason is that I like these things so much, so... you know, I lost my composure.

Old Xue waved his hands and said, Oh brother, it's good that you're fine. Just now, your energy really scared me to death. I'm afraid that something will happen to you if you get agitated again. Brother, you really can't afford it with such a fortune. .”

Yang Jing shook his head with a smile and said: Brother, let's not pick anything, take away all the things in this shack! You go and ask the boss to prepare more kraft paper or waste newspapers, these things need to be carefully wrapped.

Lao Xue nodded, pushed open the door of the shack and walked out quickly. After a while, Lao Xue came in with a stack of kraft papers, and the boss followed with some hemp rope in his hand.

Old Xue, don't tease me, are you sure you want all these things?

You think I am teasing you? In this cold day, who has the thought to tease you? Hurry up and help, wrap these things up in bundles, tie them up, and weigh them.

Then, still at yesterday's price?

Nonsense, if you dare to raise money, be careful brother, I really don't want you.

Come on, please do it! Leave this work to me! The boss heard that he wanted all these hundreds of catties of rags, and the drowsiness in his body disappeared immediately, and he immediately started to fight with his hands and feet. Come.

With Lao Xue and the owner of the scrap yard busy there, Yang Jing didn't know what to do for a while. He is still the same as in his dream. He used to hear that so-and-so bought a lot of precious manuscripts and documents at the price of junk. As a result, those things later became priceless treasures.

Those stories that seemed to be legends, those things that I could only listen to and secretly envy, now happened so vividly in front of my eyes, Yang Jing was really in a daze.

The three of them were busy working from almost seven o'clock until after ten o'clock, and only then did they pack and weigh all the materials in this shack.

A total of five hundred and eighty catties!

This amount made Yang Jing's little heart throb again. Although some of it is not that kind of precious literature, but these materials can form a complete system.

For example, Yang Jing found thousands of black-and-white photos in this pile of materials, some of which were not even clearly visible, but these photos faithfully recorded what happened in China from the Second Opium War to the founding of the People’s Republic of China. A series of important events on the land.

Even the precious photos of the Eight-Power Allied Forces destroying the Old Summer Palace and occupying Jinmen can be found here.

Although these photos record the history of humiliation in that dark stage of our country, are these photos not always reminding future generations to work hard and strive to make the Chinese nation stand on the top of the world again?

Therefore, although the humanistic treasure contained in these photos is not a lot, it is a part that cannot be ignored for the modern history of China as a whole, and it will definitely be of great help to the study of modern history of our country.

It's a pity, I don't know that it's that guy who is a vegetarian or even a scumbag, but let such precious documents be so humiliatingly dumped to the waste collection station!

Fortunately, I, Yang Jing, caught up, so let me, Yang Jing, protect these precious materials!

On the way back, Lao Xue's tricycle could not be pulled, so the owner of the waste station called a yellow-faced one from outside, connected to Lao Xue's tricycle, and pulled it away at once.

After I got home and finished unloading these materials, it was past eleven o'clock, and the ghost market had already dispersed.

But Yang Jing didn't regret it. Even if he stayed in the ghost market the whole time, he would definitely not have such a huge gain. Among other things, the humanistic aura contained in these documents alone has far exceeded Yang Jing's imagination.

Originally, Yang Jing wanted to take advantage of this time travel to find a few more antiques, and then make a good supplement to the holy ring. As a result, he did not find a few of the other treasures, but found a lot of more important documents.

Putting the value of these documents aside, the humanistic aura contained in those manuscripts alone is enough to increase the content of the holy ring's humanistic aura by more than ten times!

These precious humanistic treasures are Yang Jing's biggest gains.

I said, Lao Xue, your stall is still in the market, why don't you go for so long? Yang Jing and Lao Xue got together to wash their hands, and Yang Jing asked Lao Xue.

It's okay! An old buddy of mine is next to my stall. He knows that I often go out to collect goods, so he used to take care of the stall for me. It's no problem for me to go to collect the stall in the afternoon.

Yang Jing smiled, shook the water on his hand, and said: Since you don't need to take care of that stall, let's find a restaurant to drink at noon! Ask my sister-in-law to go together, if it wasn't for you this morning, I would also accept it. There are not so many materials, so we have to have a meal.

Although Lao Xue had a broken mouth, he was definitely not a grumpy person. Hearing this, he agreed after a little thought.

As a result, when he was about to leave, Yang Jing discovered that Lao Xue's daughter-in-law hadn't come with him.

I said Brother Xue, why don't you greet sister-in-law?

Why are you ladies coming to the table with us? Besides, she still has to watch the house at home. We'll just bring her something back when we're full. Seeing that Yang Jing still wanted to say something, Lao Xue immediately pulled Yang Jing Jing walked out of the door and said as he walked, You can't leave people at home at noon. This area is under development during this period. Although it is still a little far away from our home, there are more and more migrants in this area. Law and order is getting worse and worse. Just now we pulled this and that from the outside, and I don’t know how many people saw it. If we catch up with someone who has an ulterior motive, we will go out to eat and take care of our family. It was taken out, who do we talk to? So, we must keep someone at home.

This is very reasonable. Over the past few years, as the development of Yanjing has become faster and faster, more and more foreigners have poured into Yanjing. In addition, there are more and more local laid-off workers. The law and order of the year is indeed not very good. Otherwise, the country would not have launched a nationwide Strike Hard Action two years later, that is, in 1996, in order to crack down on this increasingly rampant criminals.

Yang Jing nodded silently and did not refute Lao Xue.

Old Xue led Yang Jing on a three-wheeler, turned around three times, and turned to the entrance of a restaurant. After getting out of the car, Lao Xue said: Brother Yang, don't look at this restaurant as inconspicuous, but the mutton inside is very authentic. The owner of this restaurant is a serious student of the Eight Banners, and he seems to be from XHQ, so this The boss is very good at making hot-boiled mutton, and he guarantees that the taste is not inferior to that of Donglaishun.

It's cold and freezing, and I've been busy since the early morning, and I've been busy until now. If I come to have a warm meal of mutton, it will definitely be an incomparable enjoyment.

Okay! Since you said this place is good, let's eat here! Yang Jing was also hungry, so he agreed immediately.

Pushing aside the heavy cotton curtain, a gust of hot air mixed with strong mutton smell rushed towards the face, and the small hall was already full of people.

Old Bao, is there still room? After entering the room, Lao Xue yelled at the counter, and a tall and thick man suddenly looked up and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Yo, it's Brother Xue, yes, there is still a place, how many of you?

It's just the two of us. This is my good brother who came from afar. You have to show your hands today.

Don't worry, Brother Xue, brother, don't you know my craftsmanship? Come on, please, there is still a small private room available inside.

Yang Jing and Lao Xue followed the old bag. When they passed by the counter, Yang Jing raised his eyes and saw that there was still Moutai wine on the wine shelf inside the counter, so he asked subconsciously: Boss, what do you want? Is this Moutai real?

As soon as Yang Jing said this, he regretted it a little. It's all the fault of those rampant fake wines in later generations. Maotai is flying all over the sky in later generations. Who knows if it's true or not. However, in this era, fake Moutai may really exist, but it will definitely not be so popular in later generations.

The boss was stunned for a moment, his expression changed, and then he forced a smile and said: Look at what you said, although our store is small, the things I sell here are all genuine, and we don't sell fake products here.

Yang Jing said apologetically, I'm sorry, boss, this is mainly caused by fake wine. There are a lot of fake Moutai in our hometown, so I asked subconsciously. Since you can guarantee that it is real wine , Serve me two bottles later!

Hearing this, the boss had a genuine smile on his face. These days, nine out of ten people who come to dine in a restaurant like his drink Erguotou, either Red Er or Niu Er, and the owner immediately drinks two bottles of Moutai. This is a big customer.