Vol 2 Chapter 1111: Just relive that year

Leaning on a two-eighth bar, the scrolling up of the calligraphy and painting can't take up much area, and there is no problem with the wrapper on the back.
It doesn't mean that each pair of porcelain can be brought back safely. Although I picked the smallest size, but it is fragile, isn't it?
Fortunately, before he came, Zhang Guoqing was carrying enough equipment in the bag, and there was no shortage of black cloth bags and thin ropes. It shouldn't be a problem for a person to tie it carefully on his back.
The only regret is that these two eight bars are useless, and they have to free their hands and push away.
When this section of the road came, it was too slow to find a place.
The most annoying thing was that it was so far away from the stopping point of the car. The brothers had to turn around in order to avoid tail tracking.
After walking for more than half an hour, Yi Jiefang finally heard the buddy say that the alarm was lifted, and couldn't help but sigh: "What do you think we are doing?"
Zhang Guoqing grinned: "It's time to relive the past."
I think back then, he and this guy would go to various black markets non-stop every year until the end of the year. That money was not only good for making money, but also a lot of good things.
"Hey." Yi Jiefang's eyes lit up when he heard him say this. "Don't say it, it's getting rusty after a few years without moving. Should we go to the black market again?"
"It's so playful!"
"No way, no more playing, we are really old. Xiaowu, every time you see the kids getting older, do you think you are getting old?"
Zhang Guoqing suddenly chuckled.
"I often think of the time I was in school now, when I was so cool. Except for class, I played ball every day, watched movies, got up in the middle of the night to steal cabbage, learned farming and melons, and went wherever I wanted..."
Zhang Guoqing shook his head with a smile.
Reminiscing about the past, I always think of happy fragments, but forget the back pain when I was studying farming, and forgot the most difficult years, even if I didn't dare to burn some meat.
"When we just graduated, we had an appointment with classmates for five years. In these years, only a few old classmates in Beijing got together. I don't know how many people will come this year?"
"I think it's hanging. Some of them are still in the Northwest Research Institute, and they are probably inseparable. On the contrary, old classmates from several nearby provinces and cities might really come.
Talking and laughing along the way, it was almost early in the morning when the car stopped.
Yi Jiefang didn't pick up his daughter, and went back to the compound.
His little Tang'er has a special room at her godmother, and she usually stays one night a month, and her little life is better than at home.
On the balcony upstairs, Zhou Jiao was still reading the book absent-mindedly by herself. If she weren't worried that she was downstairs, her father would not rest assured to accompany her, she still wanted to go to the gate.
The sound of the car in the early morning didn't need much ear power. Zhou Jiao could easily hear the noise coming from a distance. After waiting for a while, her man came in with something.
"Little Wu is back?"
"Dad, haven't you rested yet?"
"Just got out of bed to the toilet. Go to bed, tomorrow you have to go to work."
At the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, Zhou Jiao pursed her lips and smiled.
When Zhang Guoqing went upstairs, he saw his little daughter-in-law squatting down there smiling like a little fox, raised her eyebrows when she saw it, and stepped lightly up the stairs.
The couple held hands silently into the bedroom.
"Little girl staying at home tonight?"
Zhou Jiao shook her head with a smile, "After you left for more than an hour, her mother had been waiting at home for a long time, not worrying about the two of them, came here."
"Daiyi is a good wife. It is not good for girls to live outside when they are older. Although our son is not at home, it is inconvenient. I think my mother likes little girls so much, right?"
Zhou Jiao poured a cup of warm water and handed it to him, "No, just a skirt and some sweets. She knows that if this child has a relationship with Liu Yi in the future, she can't spoil the child."
Zhang Guoqing drank slobber and nodded in agreement, "I still prefer to get married with Da Yi, but not in a hurry, it is important that my son's lifelong happiness is important."
Zhou Jiao smiled, knelt down and opened the parcel on the ground, "Why have you been there for so long? It cost a lot of money?"
With two questions at once, Zhang Guoqing patiently explained: "The place is too far away. If there is no car, we will have to come back at dawn. The other party offered one hundred yuan, and we did not counter-offer. We each gave one hundred and left."
"That's right, it's easy to show up after entangled for a long time."
Zhang Guoqing put down the cup, squatted down beside her, and chuckled, "I have specifically noticed that there are three waves of people including Da Yi and I, and the other party secretly plans to clear them all by tomorrow night."
"Didn't tell Da Yi?"
"It's not easy to explain, I can't say that buddy, your brother's ears are so good that he can hear all movements in a radius of ten miles. But there is a pair of father and son who are capable people. I saw that old man pointed to a calligraphy and painting to suggest his son not . It’s a pity that you didn’t go, and we don’t understand, you first check the truth."
Zhou Jiao suddenly chuckled when she heard this, glanced at him amusedly, lowered her head and picked up the porcelain bottle.
The bottle is not big, twenty or thirty centimeters high. After Zhou Jiao put the bottle on the table, she picked up the flashlight and shot it around, touched it with her hand, and turned the bottle upside down.
I saw two rows of signatures below: "Da Ming Chenghua Years". When reading these two lines, Zhou Jiao deliberately took out a magnifying glass from the space and looked at it for a long time.
"It should be true, right?"
Zhou Jiao nodded approvingly.
"In fact, I don't need to distinguish between the two pairs of porcelain. The two pairs of porcelain are placed in the corners, with a torn quilt underneath. Compared with other messy things, they are probably real things, but unfortunately they cannot be dated."
Zhou Jiao originally wanted to talk about some identification features, but as soon as this word fell, she didn't mention it. Although her man is not good at identifying antiques, her eyesight is really superb.
Just like her mother Miao Lishan. If you change to let her buy it tonight, she will pick the most expensive one. Although it is a bit of a loss, there will always be genuine products, right?
Of course, this is different from the current location, and there are fewer fakes in the market.
However, Zhou Jiao soon felt slapped.
Two of the ten calligraphy and paintings are fake. Of course, it can't be said to be true, but it is imitated by later generations, and it can be considered a masterpiece for decades.
Zhang Guoqing smiled carelessly, UU reading www.ukanshu. com "One hundred dollars can't be lost. Anyway, it should be a game, and it will be left to grandchildren in the future."
Zhou Jiao didn't pour cold water on him. You must know that, in addition to the special rare calligraphy and paintings in the antique shops on the market, they usually only cost about ten yuan.
"Have you seen the calligraphy and painting in Da Yi's hand?" To her family, one hundred yuan is not a big deal, but Da Yi is different. His wife's salary is only more than seventy yuan.
Zhang Guoqing understood what she meant, and explained with a smile: "That guy wants to buy a yard, don't worry about it. The two of us didn't pick it because of the black light. It was good luck for each of us."
Besides, Yi Jiefang is not one of those people with small belly and chicken intestines. Even if they are all fakes, that guy will complain to himself at most, otherwise he would not take him out.
Although a hundred dollars is more, that guy is also a rich master.
Although he and Wan Dayong these four, although they love their daughter-in-law, how can they be compared with themselves. In addition to handing in wages, their private money can be generous. There is room for rebirth in the fifties