59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang

After a while, Chen Feng came to the house of Polan Hou with a bottle of oil, a bottle of Erguotou, a few pounds of mutton and a few crucian carps.

Polan Hou had already eaten dinner, and when he saw what he brought, he hurriedly invited him into the room.

"Sit down first, I'll get you something."

Chen Feng sat on the chair and let Polan Hou go into the bedroom.

After less than a minute, the old man came out with a wooden box.

The things in the box seemed very heavy, and when they were placed on the table, they made a lot of noise.

"Open it and take a look. I've been running around for this stuff."

Chen Feng curiously opened the box and found that it was full of neatly bar-coded gold bars, all of which were large yellow croakers, the kind that weighed about 312 grams each.

"My great-grandfather's?"

Chen Feng couldn't help but look at the bedroom.

"Ah, that blind old liar wants so much gold?"

The Broken Marquis first despised his tenants, and then his expression was a little proud.

"I only ate one-tenth of the meat you sent as a travel fee, and the rest of the meat was sold to my old friends."

"They have no money or bills at home, but they have a lot of these little rags."

"Of course, I also made it clear that the gold is for you, but I will accept the antiques. Let me play with them for a few years. When I go to drink Meng Po soup, all the rags in my house will belong to you."

Chen Feng was stunned.

The antiques in the Broken Marquis's house are not much less than those in Guan Yushan.

The reason why Guan Shan chose Han Chunming was because Han Chunming was brought up by him, and he was half a son, completely different from Chen Feng.

"Uncle Hou, don't you want to leave it to your daughter and son-in-law?"

The originally good mood of the Broken Hou became angry with this question.

"I would rather throw it to Beihai than give my property to the son of my enemy!"

Chen Feng looked at the old man and guessed that the Broken Hou's son-in-law might have done something to anger him again.

Otherwise, with the gentleman's character of the old man, he would not say such words and make such a decision for the sake of his daughter.

"Okay, anyway, I have money. You give me these antiques, and I will keep them in the future and open a private museum."

There are few private museums in China because of the differences between Chinese and Western cultures.

Unlike the Eagle Sauce family, even pistols from the 1950s and 1960s are antiques in the 21st century and are collected and displayed by private museums!

But this does not mean that private museums in China are not good. In fact, private museums in my country in the future will be more powerful than the top castles in the West.

For example, the Guanfu Museum is the first private museum in China founded by Ma Weidu, a big shot in the Beijing circle.

Let's not comment on the personal morality of this big shot who has benefited from the dividends of the times.

The porcelain exhibited in his ceramic museum is the most representative artifacts from the Tang, Song, Liao, Jin, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and is priceless.

In the cultural and antique circles, no one can surpass him in terms of style.

"Haha, good, I didn't misjudge you kid." Polan Hou was extremely happy.

In fact, he was somewhat afraid that his descendants would be unfilial and sell these antiques representing national civilization to foreigners "cheaply".

It's just that he has a broad mind and the style of an ancient gentleman. He only cares about life and not after death. He doesn't have the obsession with the mountain, and he has to choose a suitable successor.

Chen Feng looked at a box of gold and was no longer as excited as before.

This calm mentality and calm performance made Polan Hou look up to and appreciate him more.

These are dozens of large yellow croakers!

"You have a very good character. At your age, you have achieved the goal of not being tempted by wealth. You will definitely achieve great things in the future."

Poor Marquis didn't know that if Chen Feng saw so much gold at the beginning, he might have half-knelt down and said the classic "If you don't abandon me, I am willing to worship you as my adoptive father."

Now!

People will grow up, and their vision, pattern, mind, confidence, etc. will improve with the improvement of assets, knowledge, and insights.

As the radius of the space becomes larger and larger, his initial idea of ​​selling antiques for capital is still thrown into the Bohai Sea, and then he sold Melo Pearl for the first pot of gold, and now it has become selling Chinese medicine!

When the old man's barefoot doctor's book is half written, he plans to purchase various active medicinal materials and plant them in the space.

Especially the purchase of authentic Changbai Mountain wild ginseng.

After eating so much food produced in the space, he has discovered that these foods have a trace of well water therapeutic effect.

If it is replaced with medicine, it can definitely save lives and heal the wounded.

No matter where it is, curing diseases

Life-saving drugs are always valuable and rare, and there is definitely a big blue ocean market.

Whether you are rich or powerful, who doesn't want to have a friend who can get 500-year-old life-saving ginseng!

What's a box of gold?

He has a big vision now, and he wants to promote Chinese medicine to the whole world!

"Uncle Hou, I'm not interested in money."

The ragged Hou squinted.

"Really!"

"What I want to do most is to make Chinese medicine a god and let Chinese medicine benefit mankind."

Chen·Actor·Feng said calmly.

"Money and the like, vulgar!"

"Are you kidding me?" The ragged Hou said half-doubtfully.

"Money is still useful!"

"Especially when earning money from foreign countries, the more the better!"

Chen Feng sighed in his heart.

After all, he didn't have the ability to make money, so the style of this sentence was still a little lacking.

There is no way to be as boastful as Boss Ma.

Let's set a small goal first, to plant 700 million hundred-year-old ginseng!

At the home of the Broken Hou, Chen Feng asked the old man about the art of Chinese painting. It was after nine o'clock when the lights were turned off, and Chen Feng said goodbye and went back.

Broken Hou and Guan Yushan were both very talented, and they received aristocratic education in the late Qing Dynasty.

The former had a high level of attainment in porcelain and Chinese painting, and he could also paint, but he was not at the top level; the latter knew a little bit of everything, but he could not reach the professional level, and was more inclined to antique appreciation.

Chen Feng was just making small talk, and when he found that the old Hou was very accomplished in Chinese painting, he immediately changed his attitude and changed from chatting to learning.

"Your grandson will probably be extraordinary in the future." Broken Hou entered the bedroom with a candle.

Chen Yulou smiled and said, "He has survived the death and connected the bridge between heaven and earth."

"What do you mean?" Broken Hou poured a little candle water on the table, then inserted the candle on it, and waited until the candle water dried before letting go.

Chen Yulou flicked his fingers on the bedside.

"I don't know either. This is what one of my old masters said. He said that those who have opened the bridge of heaven and earth will not only have good luck like a dragon, but also everything will go smoothly, as if they were assisted by God."

"At that time, Emperor Shizu of Han, Liu Xiu, launched many armies and suffered several defeats. He couldn't even save his sister and niece."

"But after surviving this catastrophe, he was successful in everything. In the Battle of Kunyang, he defeated the Xinmang army, which was said to have a million men, with only 20,000 men."

The Broken Marquis looked at Chen Yulou speechlessly.

In fact, he believed in these things to some extent, but kept his distance.

So Chen Yulou's words made him feel that this guy was really good at bragging!

Emperor Shizu of Han didn't open the bridge of heaven and earth. He just failed a lot, learned to fight, and was good at seizing opportunities.

Isn't there a saying that failure is the mother of success!