Siheyuan starts from a good life

"Master, please hold your hand!" Liuzi whispered to the stall owner who was hiding in the dark.

Hearing someone speak, the shop owner who was hiding behind moved forward. With the help of the larger light, Jiang Yan could clearly see the person selling things behind.

However, this man was also covered tightly, and only two eyes could be seen. From his eyes and the exposed skin on his neck, it could be seen that he was not very old.

And judging from the patches on the clothes he was wearing, he was having a rough time.

After he used the light to see clearly the stamp album held in Liu Zi's hand, Jiang Yan saw that his originally bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

He waved his hand to Liuzi and spoke in a relatively low tone.

"No need to hold hands, I just brought this thing to make up the numbers. A book contains five kilograms of grain, and the price is the same."

Jiang Yan felt a little ridiculous when he heard the price quoted by the stall owner.

If this stall owner knew how much his book of stamps would cost in the future, would he be so angry?

Whether he will be mad to death or not in the future has nothing to do with him, but now he should take it down quickly to save him from long nights and nightmares.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan touched Liu Zi, who took out five catties of grain from his pocket and handed it over without saying a word.

The stall owner happily took the food stamps from Liuzi, and then handed his stamp album to Liuzi, who gave it to Jiang Yan without even looking at it.

Jiang Yan took it over and opened it to take a look.

Perhaps because of the business, the stall owner became talkative. He took the snuff bottle on the stall and started to introduce Liu Zi.

"My ancestors were born in Beizi, and worked in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. My ancestors liked snuff bottles and gourds, so they made a lot of them. These snuff bottles are all from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They are good things. Look, this snuff bottle But it’s carved from a piece of Hetian jade. Look at the color, the skill of the knife, and the signature. It’s a serious thing.”

"The Western paintings with carvings on them, as well as these gourds, are all made by Mikawa Liu."

Jiang Yan closed the stamp collection, picked up the snuff bottles on his stall with great interest, and looked at them. Let’s not care whether the snuff bottles are true or not. .

This grasshopper gourd is also beautifully carved and the coating is very thick, so it doesn’t look like a fake.

Looking at these things, Jiang Yan was a little moved. If the price was right, he wouldn't mind buying them all.

So Jiang Yan winked at Liu Zi. Seeing Jiang Yan's expression, Liu Zi nodded gently.

"It's not easy to see you. You came to the night market to make a living at a young age. I want these. The pair of vases are just a supplement. Just tell me the price."

"Then hold hands! The stall owner stretched out his sleeves as he spoke, and Liuzi put his hands inside."

After about a few minutes, Liuzi took out food stamps and money from his pocket and handed them to the stall owner.

"Okay, no wait until the expiration date." The stall owner nodded happily, counting the money and food stamps excitedly.

"These two paintings are from Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian. They are worthless to give to you."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's eyes widened. Come on, when did this painting of Da Qian and Qi Baishi become worthless?

After complaining for a while in my heart, I remembered that these days, their paintings are really not worth much.

All right! This is because I am overthinking it.

"I said, boss, you don't add anything valuable. The paintings of these two people are worthless in the hosting store. Each painting costs two or three yuan."

Jiang Yan was surprised again when he heard Liu Zi's words! To be honest, I haven't gone out much since I came back from the Bear Country. I didn't expect that there are such good things in this hosting store. This made Jiang Yan very interested. He wanted to go shopping when he had time. See if you can buy something that others don't like now but will be valuable in the future. Anyway, you can put it in your own space and no one can find it.

After the money and goods were cleared, the shop owner happily packed up his things and prepared to go back. Most of the things he brought today were wrapped up by himself, and there were not many left.

Jiang Yan's hand was playing with a bunch of beeswax tips given by a stall owner, but looking at the paste on the beeswax, he knew that this thing had been played with by others before, and it should be a good thing.

Looking at the shop owner, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel like a prodigal in his heart.

Seeing Jiang Yan and the others buying something, the other shopkeepers became more enthusiastic and kept greeting Jiang Yan and the others in low voices. However, at this time, there were more people in the black market.

Some are here to buy things, and some are here to sell things. None of the stalls on this black market are for selling antiques. Many of them are selling food and drinks. They are not interested in these Jiang Yan at all, so after walking around After that, he left the black market.

In a room in the black market, Liuzi took a small heavy bag from Gouwa's hand, took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Gouwa.

Looking at the money handed over, Gou Wa did not accept it, but said: "Brother Liuzi, forget it this time, I don't lack these things now."

"Take it! It's all hard-earned money." Liuzi advised.

Gou Wa still didn't answer, but looked at Liu Zi and said in an anxious tone: "Brother Liu Zi, the boss has been back for a long time, and we haven't seen him for a long time. Can you go and visit?"

Hearing Gou Wa say that he wanted to visit Jiang Yan, Liu Zixin couldn't help but feel a little vigilant. He couldn't help but be more vigilant! Gouwa and the others are doing shady things, and the identity of the boss is like that.

If someone knew about this, would they associate it with their boss? If so, that would be terrible. If this affects the boss's future, he would be a sinner.

Seeing that Liu Zi hadn't spoken for a long time and his brows were frowning, Gou Wa said, "Brother Liu, the few of us are going to wash our hands and don't dare. We don't have any other intentions to find the boss. One of us wants to go and have a look. Boss, I haven't seen you for so many years, and I just want to see if Boss can find a way for us to survive and earn a living."

"That's it." Liuzi asked Gouwa a little doubtfully.

"That's it. Brother Liuzi, don't worry, we are usually very careful. In the black market, even the buyers don't know our identity. We also know that our current identity cannot be put on the table. There is really nothing we can do about it."

Gouwa's voice was much, much quieter when he said this.

Seeing his little brother like this, Liuzi felt a little bit unbearable. In the past few years since his eldest son went abroad, everything he lacked at home was all obtained by these people on the black market. It was not merit but hard work, wasn't it? , they are all their own little brothers.

Thinking of this, Liu Zi said: "I will tell the boss what happened today and see if he can do anything and whether he wants to see you. If he doesn't want to see you, you can't be resentful. After all, you know the identity of the boss now."

Hearing Liuzi say that he was willing to tell his boss, Gouwa happily said: "I understand, I understand, thank you Brother Liuzi, even if the boss doesn't want to see us, we have no complaints, no complaints."

"Why have you been gone for so long?" Jiang Yan asked when he saw Liu Zi coming out.

"When his boss asked, Liu Zi told Jiang Yan about Gou Wa."

When Jiang Yan heard this, he directly said to Liu Zi: "Let them come here sometime! I will think of a way to deal with work matters. The last thing I can do is watch them starve to death. They are all my brothers."

"But boss, their identities."

Seeing that Liu Zi still wanted to say something, Jiang Yan interrupted Liu Zi.

"It's nothing to worry about. It doesn't matter. I guess the higher-ups have checked my previous affairs and it's fine. It won't affect me."

After Jiang Yan said this, he smiled and said to Liu Zi and Xu Damao next to him: "Believe it or not, the higher-ups will soon know about me coming to the black market tonight."

Ever since he made such a big noise and made so many achievements, Jiang Yan didn't believe that someone from above would secretly send people to protect his safety. After all, it was not safe these days, and there were still many spies.

Maybe I live under their surveillance every day, but they just don't bother me, so I just pretend not to know.

However, after Liu Zi heard Jiang Yan's words, he felt quite nervous, and secretly vowed to himself that he would not bring his boss to the black market even if he died.