Siheyuan: I am a big capitalist after the founding of the People's Republic of China

It was another Sunday, and Li Zihang went out for a walk alone with his camera.

Poor Second Brother and Dasha were sent to the countryside to catch rabbits again.

My eldest brother didn't come back again this week, and my grandmother complained that he had no conscience.

Xiao Yushui and Lou Xiaoe have been in a hot relationship recently, and he will look for her whenever he has time.

A few days ago, I asked Sha Zhu to bring a message to the Jia family. But there has been no response so far. I guess the Jia family was reluctant to part with the money and let it go.

With Ju Ye's arrival, Li Zihang's training on the mountain came to an end. He would only visit them occasionally.

I just walked to Qianmen Street and suddenly thought of the Nine Gates Admiral I met in the consignment store.

He seemed to live in this area. After recalling the specific address.

Well, I can go and have some fun with him and listen to his stories. If I can learn a little bit about antiques, it won't be a loss.

In Hanjia Hutong, Qianmen District, Li Zihang arrived at Uncle Guan's residence, parked the car, and knocked on the door.

"Who is it? It's so early in the morning. I don't know what to do."

Li Zihang looked up at the scorching sun and it was almost 9 o'clock.

I thought to myself, this Mr. Guan really has no concept of time.

A young man opened the door.

"Can I help you?"

"Is this Uncle Guan's house?"

"Yes, who are you, little comrade? What do you want to talk to my father about?"

"I know Uncle Guan. Today I have some free time, so I came to visit Uncle Guan."

The young man looked him up and down and saw that he had an extraordinary temperament and a camera hanging around his neck.

I let him in without thinking much.

In the irregular courtyard, Uncle Guan's son walked to his door and started shouting loudly.

"Dad, someone is looking for you."

Uncle Guan, who was reading a notebook in the house, walked out calmly and with a blank expression.

I was a little surprised to see Li Zihang.

"Oh~ Young Master, I never thought that my little courtyard would one day welcome someone like you."

"Master Guan, when we met for the second time, you played the cymbals on me, not like you."

Uncle Guan didn't respond.

"Please come in"

He followed him into the house. Looking at the old man, the house was decorated in a standard manner, except for a bunch of old antiques scattered everywhere.

Bottles and jars, bronze wares, old tables, chairs and benches, as well as some books and miscellaneous cultural relics.

I guess these are his collection.

Li Zihang casually looked at the collections in the house and found that they were just like that.

There was nothing that he could look up to.

Uncle Guan watched Li Zihang appreciating his collection. With the intention of showing off, he asked him what his collection was like.

"It's just so-so, just some common stuff."

Uncle Guan felt a little embarrassed by Li Zihang's careless words.

Unconvinced, he said, "Boy, do you understand?"

Li Zihang ignored him and picked up a vase on the ground.

"Qing Dynasty three generations imitated Ming Wanli blue and white, flower vase."

After putting it down, he picked up another bowl.

"Bent-waist bowl with dragon and phoenix pattern from the Qing Dynasty"

On to the next one.

"Qing Xianfeng, enamel color, auspicious and auspicious straight mouth vase"

Then pick up a small bronze object.

"This is a bronze jug from the Eastern Han Dynasty. This one is a bronze vajra from the Liao and Jin Dynasties."

As for the tables, chairs and benches, they are all old items from the Ming and Qing dynasties. Most of them are made of jujube wood, mahogany, and a few are ebony. Oh, that one is red sandalwood.

"Old man, do you still want to test my eyesight?"

Uncle Guan, upon hearing that Li Zihang could explain the origins of these objects clearly, put aside his contempt.

The wise are the teachers, this saying is popular in many industries.

After all, the antique business requires a keen eye.

It has nothing to do with age. No matter how old you are, what good is a club?

He was not angry and became cheerful when Li Zihang was addressed as "Uncle Guan" or "Old Man".

"I didn't expect you to be so perceptive, young master."

"Old man, stop saying these flattering words. If you have any good stuff, please open your eyes."

Uncle Guan, thank you for finding like-minded people.

Regardless of age, the mood is wonderful.

"It seems that if I don't bring some real stuff, you will really underestimate me."

After that, he went to search through the boxes and cabinets. After a while, he took out a general pot, two small tea cups, and a tiger talisman.

The two of them sat on the kang, and Li Zihang was examining the treasure with an unmoved expression.

"The Wanli Five-Colored General Jar, the Twelve Flower God Cups, the Orchid Cup and the Osmanthus Cup. They are treasures."

"As for this tiger talisman, let me take a good look at it."

All I saw was a tiger symbol of a tiger lying on a plain.

The two-sided tiger talisman has a perfect fit with concave and convex parts. One side is engraved with the Nine Gates Admiral, and the other side is engraved with the deployment of troops.

When Li Zihang saw these words, he suddenly reacted.

"Old man, this can't be your ancestor's tiger talisman of the Nine Gates Admiral, right?"

Then she stared at him.

Uncle Guan was smiling happily, stroking his sparse beard.

"Yes, you have good taste. Do these treasures of mine catch your eye?"

"Except for this tiger talisman, which is a rare treasure, the other three are just barely acceptable."

Uncle Guan was unhappy when he heard this.

"Wanli Five-Colored General Jar? Twelve Flower God Cups? These are not worthy of my attention. Then tell me, what objects are worthy of your attention?"

Li Zihang fanned himself with a folding fan to cool himself down.

Hearing the old man's question, he looked at the fan in his hand and threw it directly onto the small square table. He said to the fan:

"Hehe~"

The old man picked up the folding fan doubtfully, opened it and began to read.

"Wen Zhengming's paintings and poems are painted on the fan. The fan ribs are also made of the best dalbergia odorifera wood."

"If this folding fan was sold in the Qing Dynasty, you wouldn't even be qualified to take a look at it without thirty thousand taels of silver."

"How do they compare to these treasures of yours?"

The old man looked at the folding fan and didn't want to argue with Li Zihang at all. He just wanted to take a closer look. This kind of treasure is rare. This folding fan is a masterpiece among Wen Zhengming's fan paintings. Not to mention the calligraphy written by Wen Zhengming himself.

He has been collecting antiques for so many years, but he has never found a top-quality antique like this one.

Li Zihang didn't disturb him. He looked at the book that the old man put down on the table, picked it up in his hands and started reading.

The room fell silent for a moment. Everyone looked at their own things.

I don’t know how long it was before the old man broke the silence.

"Incredible, you are indeed a century-old family. You should treat this kind of treasure as a practical item."

Because it was too hot, Li Zihang folded up the sleeves of his long-sleeved shirt.

When he put down the book, he was wearing a big five emperors' money bracelet on his hand and was seen by Master Guan.

"Young Master, wait a minute," he said, holding Li Zihang's arm carefully and looking at the bracelet.

"Wow~ The old man has sharp eyes."

"Young Master, please don't interrupt me. Can you take off the bracelet so I can see it?"

"That's not okay. The elders in my family have said that you can't take this bracelet off until you reach adulthood."

"If you want to see it, I can only support my hands to let you see it."

Uncle Guan carefully untied the rope and took the bracelet and twisted it around his wrist.

He looked up and asked, "Young Master, do you know the origin of this bracelet?"

"Still looking down on me? The Great Five Emperors Coin, the Mother Coin!"

Uncle Guan slapped his forehead.

"Look at me, why do I always treat you as a novice?"

"You are worthy of the name of the Li family! The things you carry with you are all priceless treasures. Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry."

Li Zihang felt that it was getting late, so he took out the pocket watch from his green backpack.

This pocket watch is the one that belonged to the prince that he bought in Liulichang. After it was repaired, he always carried it with him. Compared with wristwatches, he liked this kind of old pocket watch more. It was romantic and impressive.

I glanced at the time and it was almost eleven twenty.

The pocket watch he took out was seen by Uncle Guan.

"Master, let me see your pocket watch."

Li Zihang knew what the old man was thinking and carefully placed the pocket watch on the table.

An old rule in the antique business is that goods are not passed on to others.

We all know the rules of this business.

The old man looked at the photo on the pocket watch and the Manchu writing on the back of the watch case.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

"Alas, times have changed. Decades have passed in the blink of an eye."

The way Li Zihang looked at him, he felt the same way the old man felt when he first saw the watch.

There is no way to comfort them. If you are not someone who has experienced it, you will never understand that feeling.

Considering that the old man satisfied his vanity today, please treat him to a meal.

It is really helpless why Li Zihang would have such an idea.

Good things can only be seen by yourself. There is no one to share them with.

There are some treasures in my home that cannot be seen in public. They cannot be shown off. I can only admire them secretly, and that feeling is not so wonderful.

In addition, the situation is not very good in this era, and there are not many people who collect antiques. Even if there are people who are involved in this business, they only discuss, exchange and show off in their own small circles.

Today, I finally met someone who knows the business. He is an old-fashioned person. I am not afraid that he will be jealous and do something shady behind my back.

It feels like I have found a close friend in the field of cultural relics.

"Come on, old man, stop being sad. Pack up and I'll treat you to some roast duck."