Happy Tycoon

Looking at the expression of I want to eat on Grandpa's face, Yang Jing had an idea, opened his backpack, searched in it, and took the Yudian style Duanyan inkstone and the The inner-painted snuff bottle and the brush washer presented by the old Huang were taken out together, and placed in front of Grandpa.

These three things were safe and sound when passing through the security check. The security staff at Heathrow Airport saw these three things, but unfortunately they didn't understand Chinese antiques, so Yang Jing gave them worth tens of pounds Works of art have been fooled.

Sure enough, when he and the three old objects appeared in front of Grandpa's eyes, Grandpa's originally dazed eyes suddenly lit up.

Grandpa reached out and picked up the inner painting pot, turned it over and looked at it, and then raised his head and said in surprise: This pot is not bad. Judging from the workmanship and padding, it should be an old object from the late Qing Dynasty, but it is not from the master. hand, but it is rare to be able to preserve it so well.”

Hearing what the old man said, Yang Jing and the old uncle looked at each other in surprise, and the old uncle asked eagerly, Dad, do you still recognize all these things?

The grandfather glanced at his son very disdainfully, and said angrily, Why can't I recognize him? Are you thinking I'm stupid? That demeanor, that tone of voice, did not look like a patient whose brain tissue had been traumatized at all.

The old man said, put down the inner painting pot, picked up the end inkstone of Yudian style, rubbed it for a while, then nodded in satisfaction and said: This is a good inkstone! The inscription of Yudian, the material of Mazikeng , this inkstone should be worth at least 70,000 to 80,000 yuan! If you leave it for a while longer, this inkstone can increase in value, and it has more potential than that snuff bottle!

When Yang Jing heard this music, he was really happy. These three things belong to him, of course he knows the value of these three things. Although this Yudian-style Duan Inkstone was not as valuable as the inner-painted pot when I bought it, everyone knows that with the current appreciation of miscellaneous antiques in China, within five years, the value of this Duan Inkstone will definitely far exceed that of the inner-painted pot.

Just now the old man said that this Duan inkstone could be worth 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, so it must have been seven or eight years ago. At that time, the old man was not yet sick, so the value of this inkstone could be seen at a glance. During the seven years since the old man got sick, he certainly didn't know the price trend of domestic antiques, but he was able to accurately tell the price seven or eight years ago, which just proved that the old man still had memories before he got sick.

In the words of grandma, the three things that grandpa loved most in his life were hunting cats, fishing, and playing with antiques.

Let alone beating cats, as long as the weather permits, grandpa will go out every weekend. The reason why my grandfather was in such good health has a lot to do with the weekly cat hunting. After all, every time I go out, it takes nearly 70 kilometers to go back and forth by bicycle, and sometimes it can reach a length of 100 kilometers. . Coupled with the fact that grandpa hit the cat after he arrived in the field, the amount of activities in this day is quite large.

And fishing was learned by my grandfather after he retired. As long as he doesn’t go out to hunt cats or go to the antique market, he can spend five hours a day on the bank of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal in the east, no matter it’s windy or rainy. , rain or shine.

As for playing with antiques, let alone. Grandpa's ancestral home is the capital Yanjing, and it is said that the conditions of grandpa's ancestors are good. Therefore, my grandfather, who was born before liberation, followed the adults in the family to the root of the West Emperor City, outside Chaoyangmen, Beixiaoshi outside Deshengmen, Xixiaoshi outside Xuanwumen, and Dongxiaoshi outside Chongwenmen. Go shopping, I don’t know how many times my grandfather has visited the eight ghost cities in the Forty-Nine City

After serving in the army and changing jobs to work, he was silent for a long time, until a spontaneously formed ghost market reappeared in Tianqu City in the early 1980s, and my grandfather resumed his old job.

The earliest ghost market in Tianqu City is located in Diling Village in the northeast corner of the urban area. At that time, the ghost market opened on the day with the fifth or tenth day of the lunar calendar. month six days.

Later, when the antique market in Yandiankou, which was closer to home, started, my grandfather had already retired and had plenty of time. Therefore, whenever the antique market opened, my grandfather would stay there unshakably, from the opening to the closing.

These things were told by Yang Jing himself by his grandfather when he was young, and when Yang Jing was young, his grandfather often carried him to the antique market, which is the fundamental reason why Yang Jing likes antiques so much.

Obviously, the grandfather, who is almost the same as Alzheimer's now, still remembers the thing about playing antiques before, and he still remembers it quite clearly, otherwise the old man would not have explained the details of it so clearly.

The old uncle was also happy, and his back molars could be seen.

Grandpa didn't care where the father and son were being silly, he fiddled with the end inkstone for a while, picked up the inner painting pot for a closer look, and seemed to have no distractions.

The old uncle gave Yang Jing a wink, and the father and son went to the next room.

The old uncle said with a smile: You can do it, boy, this time I will solve a big problem for your uncle and me!

With that said, the old uncle sat down on the bed, looking very happy. Your grandpa has become more and more lazy to move in the past two years. Originally, this old man ate a lot and slept a lot. Now he weighs more than me. This is not a good thing, so I have been thinking about it. What should grandpa do at ordinary times? But there is no good solution until now.

Your grandpa's current physique, even if I drive him out to hunt cats, he can't run anymore. As for fishing, let alone, what if your grandpa plunges into the river? So the past two years have made me worry.

It's all right now, I finally found a good way. It seems that your grandfather still doesn't let go of the antiques, so if I take your grandfather to the antique market, I don't need to tell you when I get there. lock up.

Yang Jing smiled and said: Well, this is a good idea! Uncle, I don't have anything to do now. When the antique market opens, I can also take my grandfather to the antique market.

The old uncle shook his head and said: You don't have that much time. Although you have graduated, you still have to find a job. When you get to work in the future, you just want to take your grandpa. You don't have that time. Forget it. Let me do this! Anyway, your mother is retired now, when I take your grandpa out, your mother and your aunt can come and take care of your grandma.

Yang Jing looked at the old uncle, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

My old uncle is worthy of being my own uncle, and I have absolutely nothing to say to myself. Apart from grandpa and grandma since childhood, it is my uncle who loves me the most. When I was a child, I wanted something, but my parents would not buy it for me, and my uncle usually bought it for me secretly.

In my memory, the old uncle was definitely a very handsome and handsome guy when he was young, but now, he has really become a fat uncle in his forties. Moreover, in order to take care of my grandparents, the company that had a good business is now unable to sustain itself.

Thinking of this, Yang Jing took out a rural credit union card from his pocket and handed it to the old uncle, saying, Old uncle, don't worry about my work, I already have a plan for how to go in the future. Here , you take this card first, and you use it if you have some money in it, this is my nephew's filial piety to you.

PS: I am a little annoyed by Lao Mo today! Really, really annoyed! Writing this book, I think I have worked very hard, writing hard, checking information hard, and replying to brothers and sisters’ posts. But what?

When I opened the page of this book today, I found that the evaluation of this book is only a pitiful 7 points! To be honest, at that moment, I really didn't want to write any more!

Old Mo, what is the purpose of my hard-working codewords? It's not the manuscript fee, but the favorite of all book lovers. Book friends who followed Lao Mo from the book Invincible Tank should know that Lao Mo is not a full-time writer, and I still have my own job. I started writing books purely for hobbies, but I didn't expect what I wrote There are so many people who like it, so Lao Mo decided to keep writing until the book friends don't like it or I can't write anymore.

Therefore, I carefully conceive and write each book.

The last Grandmaster Superstar was a bit rushed, but I am not discouraged, Lao Mo, at least there are more than 20,000 book friends supporting it. So I put more effort into writing this book. From conception to outline to text, Lao Mo has worked very hard and carefully to write it, but now what do I get in exchange?

A score of 7.0 makes me a little bit cold! Could it be that book lovers no longer like Lao Mo? But seeing the more than 10,000 collection numbers in the background, I feel relieved, at least there are so many brothers and sisters who like my books. But what is the reason for this poor score?

I don't know who is playing tricks, if you are playing tricks, why don't you give this book a 0? Get a score that is neither high nor low, is your fucking sister wicked or not? Did I hire you or did I mess with you? If you don't like this book, click the cross in the upper right corner of the browser, no one will stop you, but why are you doing these things?

The old book friends who came here with Lao Mo should understand that Lao Mo's writing is a slow type. You made me write so passionately at the beginning, and I couldn't write it. That's not my style. Some people say water, some people say slow, but what I want to say is that this is not water, it's just that I want to write what I want to say. I am the author, and I have the right to turn what is in my mind into words. Of course, you also have the right not to read it. But please don't insult me ​​in this way.

Do you know how many things we need to prepare and how much effort it takes to write a handwritten book?

It takes half a year or even a year for just an idea, and then it takes one or two months to write seven to eighty thousand words for an outline. Finally, the outline is written to determine the direction and content of a book. Also set aside several hours every day to write the text. For those book friends who talk about water and talk slowly, please think about how many authors have worked hard behind a book, okay? Please don't spoil my book in this way, okay?

Alas. Forget it, I don't want to say anything more. I originally wanted to open a single chapter to talk about it, but I was afraid that it would affect the reading continuity of book lovers, so I made a few long-winded sentences at the end of this chapter. Well, brothers and sisters who are capable and like this book, please give this book a good review. Lao Mo also wants this book to have a good review.