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Chapter 551
Wang Yan opened the drawer, took out a one-yuan note and put it on the table, then pushed the drawer back up: "Don't worry about paying it back, you probably didn't use this money to help your family, you must have seen something else. You haven’t arranged your work yet, you can pay back when you get a job and pay your wages later.”

"Hey, thank you, my lord." Han Chunming cupped his fists and asked immediately, "You know so many people, how about you help me out?"

"What's the use of knowing a lot of people? Why do you give them face? It's not because I have no worries, I'm alone, and I've practiced my hands, and I can't get close to three or five people. If there are so many friendships, it's because I'm not sensible My son. The stubborn masters are a bunch of alley gangsters who are not doing their jobs properly. To be honest, veterans, our status is not enough for others.

Besides, we are all in our 20s now, how about when we were in our teens?Those who save face, call me a father like you, and those who don't, I am the grandson.They are either going to serve as soldiers, or doing odd jobs in some units, so there is no room for me to speak.

And now that there are so many veterans returning to the city, they are looking for connections and favors everywhere, so where can I speak?You don't even think about it, if I really have that ability, I wouldn't go to a food factory to repair equipment, it's still because of my father, who took special care of me and let me be an apprentice, otherwise, I don't know what to do. "

Wang Yan shook his head: "Don't count on me, but I remember that boy Yang Huajian's father seems to be a bit capable, so you go to him to study."

"Why didn't I look for it? He's idle now, so he can't care about me." Han Chunming sighed, "I'd better wait for news from Cheng Jianjun's father. His father promised to help find a way. That's fine, no. Disturbing your drinking pleasure, I'm lost."

After finishing speaking, he carefully moved the stool, it's a fucking huanghuali, he would scald his ass while sitting on it.After placing the stool, he went out to leave.

Wang Yan smiled, turned on the radio on the table, listened to the news broadcast on it, and sipped the wine alone with a smile in the small wine glass that might be worth hundreds of millions in the future.

The most famous Chenghua Doucai is the Doucai Chicken Crock Cup, which was sold for more than 2000 million Hong Kong dollars in real world auctions.His one is not as unique as the chicken bowl cup, but because there are not many porcelains handed down from the Chenghua period, only less than a thousand pieces, and he is a set of the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and the appearance is extremely intact. If they are packaged and sold together, the total price must be much higher than the chicken cup.As for whether there is such a set handed down in the real world, it doesn't matter, anyway, he does have it now, and it is still used by the imperial court.

So in the end, this time the living father treated him as a big boy well.As far as the things in his house are concerned, if he just eats and waits to die, he will have a net worth of hundreds of millions in the new millennium.

He had to eat well by himself, that's all, he drank half a catty of wine leisurely, ate up the fried pork with bean sprouts, got up and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, cleaned the leftover rice with sorghum water, and poured out the water Let dry in a basin.It is midsummer now, this is to prevent it from going bad tomorrow morning.It’s rare to go out for breakfast these days. Firstly, it’s not easy to buy, and secondly, it’s too expensive.

Of course, when it's so hot, if the meal is left overnight, it must still taste a little bit, but it must be edible.Not to mention Wang Yan's current body, even if it was as weak as before, with no strength to restrain a chicken, it would be fine.After all, when he was a child in the village, he ate sorghum rice, millet and so on.

After tidying up, Wang Yan lit a Huazi, and wandered out with the trash can in hand.

It's just getting dark now, and the Han family in the main room is very lively. The whole family has come back, and they are eating meat dumplings in a lively manner.After passing the inverted room in front of the door, there are many people gathered at the small shop at the corner of the street, sitting on their own small horses, or some big stones scattered here, some people are still shaking cattail fans , chatted very lively.

Under the street lamp on the telegraph pole, there was still a circle of people around, and it was not difficult to understand the "general drawing a car" heard from the crowd, it was playing chess with that.

Wang Yan carried the bucket and walked through the crowd with a smile. Uncle Zhang, Aunt Liu, Uncle Qian, Aunt He, and Brother Lu greeted each other.

The people responded with a smile, and after he left, the group of people began to turn the topic to Wang Yan.Why does this child have a hard life, this child has a good physique, this child is capable, this child has been delayed in his studies, and he talked about it in a mess...

The place to take out the garbage is not far away, tens of meters away from the intersection, there are special garbage bins here for centralized disposal, and a little further to the side are public toilets.The land of reincarnation of the five grains is used by many people nearby. Of course, there are so many people who are particular about some and some are not. Their quality varies, so that's the way it is.The relevant personnel cleaned up very diligently, and there was still room for them to step down.

"My lord!"

He was pouring dirty water, and when he heard someone calling, Wang Yan turned his head to follow the sound, and at the corner not far away, there was a skinny, malnourished, crew-cut boy waving at him.

After spitting out the cigarette butts in his mouth, Wang Yan emptied the bottom of the bucket twice before leaving the garbage dump and walking towards the kid: "Monkey, what's the matter?"

This person is actually called Li Hailong, which is quite a domineering name, but because of the boy's thin monkey-like figure, he naturally got the nickname of monkey.He is also in his 20s, but because his family background is not good and job opportunities are limited, so he became a bastard without accident, but he didn't do any bad things, that is, play hard, fight or something, nothing Harm people.

Now it is on the side of Hunshichahai, where there is a black market that has been passed down since the Republic of China.In this day and age, everything is done by ticket, money is not easy to spend, and it is not easy to buy things if you want to buy things. Naturally, this place has become active again.Those who exchange some items for money, those who need to exchange national tickets, those who need nutrition for the children at home, all kinds of mess.This kid has a small gang, and he leads a group of people to sell tickets with him, or buy some agricultural and sideline products, and sneaking around is considered a small business.

In this era, to do this job, of course you are a person who is not short of money, but you are always on tenterhooks.

"Didn't I just see you by chance? Today is the day when the market opens again. I was wondering if you would go?"

"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Wang Yan patted his forehead, shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I won't go, I'm a little tired from work these two days, and I drank too much at night, you guys do what you want, If there is something good that I can use, just keep an eye on it for me."

This thing is like going to the market, there are rules, such as three six nine, two four eight, etc. Of course, only those relatively large places or places with relatively complete things have such rules.There are people behind, so there are so-called rules.However, there are so many people in the capital, and there are too many people in need every day. Naturally, the large and small trading markets formed spontaneously are indispensable and cannot be controlled at all.

Of course, it's not uncontrollable, but it's just to catch it regularly and complete the task. In addition, the focus of people's attention is not on these ordinary people.Now this is considered to be in the late stage, and it is not as strict as it was at the beginning.And to a certain extent, this can be regarded as the spontaneous adjustment of the people. You can't block all the roads, there must be some openings.

So in fact, secretly, the market in the capital is quite prosperous.After all, people here are more sensitive, and the sensitivity to tightness is very strong.

"Okay, my lord, you are busy, I'm leaving."

Wang Yan nodded with a smile, and wandered home with the barrel in his hand.

Judging from the monkey's attitude towards him, it is clear that he is not honestly working in a food factory.If he had not been famous and well-known, it would be impossible for him to be so respectful to such a money-making man with a few younger brothers under his command.Strength always speaks for itself. I used to be young and looked at my personal strength. Now I am in my 20s. It doesn’t matter if I can beat a real fart. It depends on who has the ability.Obviously, he is still capable.

According to the status given by the living father, his prestige is of course not for nothing. There are still a few sincere younger brothers under him who thoroughly implement his instructions.They do everything from selling tickets to collecting antiques, so they don’t need to be poor, let alone bullied.After all, watching him grow up, the living father understands him...

I put the bucket at home, but I didn't stay in the house, but I got a folding fan to fan the wind, and went outside to watch others play chess.It's really early now, it's only after six o'clock, it's not time to sleep, and there are no entertainment activities. It's hot and stuffy in the house, or I stay outside to feed the mosquitoes.

Although he watched TV dramas before coming here, and came here to do another day's work, he is not sleepy now, so he also goes out for a stroll, feeling the authenticity of the old Beijing in the 70s.

Fanning his fan, he strolled to a group of people playing chess, stood behind and watched the excitement.

Now, one of the parties is old man Guan.Sniffing unsteadily, he looked up at Wang Yan who was surrounded outside, and then continued the game.

This old juncture is quite alive, and there are still 30 years left.Speaking of which, apart from the disobedience of his son and daughter-in-law, he is the most comfortable person in the play.Seniority and age are all offered.Moreover, he is a serious survivor, although it looks like it doesn't matter in the play, but in fact, according to his identity, he still has some connections.

After watching it for more than an hour, the number of people gradually disappeared. This is the daily routine of this year. At seven or eight o'clock, I would lie on the bed and chat with my family about the family's short stories.They don't even light the lamps, because electricity is expensive.A quarter of a degree, no matter what, costs a dollar a month.But now at this time, the average salary of people is only twenty or thirty, and a catty of fat meat is only seventy or eighty cents, so I can't bear it.

Of course Wang Yan wouldn't go to bed that early, he's still following this, it's only past seven o'clock, and he plans to go back at eight o'clock.

At this moment, Han Chunming ran over from the courtyard and squatted beside Wang Yan who was smoking.

At the old juncture, he raised his eyes and took a look: "Sun thief, what's the matter?"

"what."

"Come on, boy, give me two tricks." At the old moment, he stood up and spoke to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan shook his head, and said to the middle-aged man who was watching chess on the other side: "I have a stinky chess basket, just watch the excitement, or Uncle Zhang."

"You follow this every day, boy, how can you make progress if you don't stop?" Uncle Zhang said so, but he sat at the critical position, and he was very straightforward.

Playing chess is addictive. The process of confrontation, the contest of wisdom and chess skills, and the happiness between winning and losing are actually very good.Wang Yan smiled and didn't speak, just squatted there and continued to watch.

This scene is not unfamiliar, it is the beginning of this play, but it has also changed.The source of the change was only a dollar that Han Chunming borrowed from him.

It turned out that Han Chunming lied to his elder brother about this one. After his elder brother found out that he had been cheated, he asked Han Chunming to settle the score, and Han Chunming went to Su Meng to pay back the money.He borrowed money from Su Meng because his aunt came empty-handed during the day, and he borrowed money from Su Meng to buy apples, so as not to let his family find fault.And after paying back Su Meng's fifty cents, he took Su Meng to the air-raid shelter to avoid the pursuit of his elder brother.

And Cheng Jianjun, whose brain was kicked by a donkey, was thinking of pursuing Su Meng, and at the same time locked the two of them inside for assists.Directly helping the two of them hug and hug each other, the relationship develops rapidly.

Then it was Han Chunming who ran out and found the old juncture to ask if the telescopic cigarette rod he saw during the day was a good thing.

But it's different now, Wang Yan lent Han Chunming a dollar, so Han Chunming would be less likely to lie to his elder brother to be hunted down, and naturally, he would be less likely to run to the air-raid shelter with Su Meng and the others.That is to say, I paid back fifty cents normally, and some of them said a few gossips, and then they came to look for old junctures.

It's different after coming and going, although it is still hard to stop Han Chunming from liking Su Meng, after all, Han Chunming has been interested in Su Meng since he was a child, and he has always played well.It's just that I was unfamiliar with the queue for several years before, and I stayed for a month when I came back. It happened that Su Meng was not in class and lived in a courtyard. After passing by, I regained my feeling.From Su Meng's side, there is still some response, which is considered to be in contact.

But because the current experience is different from the original, the progress bar must not be so fast, so a lot has been decided.The embankment of a thousand miles collapses in an ant's nest. Many things are often doomed from the beginning.

Han Chunming murmured a few words with Lao Guan, then suddenly ran over and said, "My lord, I have something to discuss with you."

"It's not you, why are there so many things?" Wang Yan turned his head to look at the old man sitting behind him, stood up on his knees, and walked over to Han Chunming who smiled awkwardly: "What's the matter?"

"I just told you about your set of bucket-colored wine glasses, the old man wants to cuddle."

"Is it going to work, boy." He said at an old juncture: "I knew that your father had good things before, but I didn't expect you to be quite good at tinkering, such a good thing. You got it."

"There's nothing wrong with it, let's go, go to my house and have a look, or palm your eyes to see if it's true."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled, that is to say, the old man is old, his mind is not clear and no one is serious about it, otherwise he would just talk like this all day long, and there would be no good results, basically he would end up in a dead cowshed.Of course, it is also possible that at this old juncture, it was because of this that it came out like this.

Han Chunming said: "Admiral, lord, you two go and see, I have something to do and I won't accompany you." After speaking, he turned around and ran away.

At the old juncture, he snorted: "Stinky boy, you are frizzy."

"I bought the goods. Didn't I ask you about the items just now? I'm thinking about it."

"you know too?"

"He just borrowed a dollar from me before."

"That's it." The old man nodded and said: "Erjin's tobacco rod when he signed the contract is an object."

Of course, it is impossible to tell others about it. At such a time, those who dumped this stuff are really caught, and I don’t know how many good things have been burned.But since Wang Yan knew the inside story, and knew a little bit about it, even if he didn't understand it, he was still collecting, and this old man wanted to read Wang Yan's stuff, so there was nothing to say about such innocuous things.

"Boy, your fan belongs to Jinsinan, right?"

"Hey, Lord Admiral has good eyesight, you can see it right away?"

"It smelled." He didn't pretend to be forceful at the old juncture, and his tone seemed ordinary: "Why didn't I see you take out the fan before?"

"A piece of board I just got, from the late Ming Dynasty, I dismantled it and made a small cabinet. The remaining scraps made a few fans, rolled a few strings of beads, and made a few pairs of chopsticks."

He was silent at the old juncture, even though he was a piece of trash, this kid was really fucking daring to think and do it.Forget about fans and beads, but they still make chopsticks, don't they burn your mouth?Aren't you afraid of being a coffin board?
Just like that, the two arrived at Wang Yan's home slowly.

After arranging the old man to sit on the stool in front of the desk, Wang Yan took out a set of four wine glasses from the cabinet and placed them in a row on the table. He even turned on the lamp on the table so that the old man could take a closer look.

At the old juncture, it is indeed very detailed. Take one by one under the lamp to observe, to see the carcass, the glaze, the glaze, and the painting skills. Anyway, it is turned over and turned over.

"How is it? Admiral? Do you have anything to say?"

"This is the real thing. As for what is said later, how do I know so much? History is the sea, and your four cups are not even a drop of water." He sighed at the old juncture: "It's a good thing, I listen Chunming said you just drink with it?"

"What advice does the Admiral have?"

At the old juncture, he gently put down the cup, glanced sideways at Wang Yan, then changed another cup and continued to look at it. He said with ten years old phlegm stuck in his throat, "Boy, can I change things with you?"

"Tell me."

"I'll give you a Hongzhi's blue and white jug, which can barely match your four cups. I remember that your father has a jade finger ring inscribed by Emperor Qianlong. You give it to me, and add a new fan you made ,How about it?"

"You master and apprentice are no good people. I just don't know anything about these old objects, and I know that they are good things just by looking at the emerald green ones." Wang Yan shook his head and said, "And I don't even need the jug, you still love it." Drinking, you should know that we will drink by ourselves and no one is waiting for us. Pour the baijiu we bought into the flagon, and then pour it into the wine glass with the flagon. My fan is not worth much. I have more. I will send you an old fan for nothing, to keep you cool. Don’t worry about the things my father left behind. Let’s go, Lord Admiral, it’s getting late, I I’ll send it back to you, I can’t afford to get stuck in going out.”

"Stinky boy, it's like I cheated on your things. I just want to know if you know the goods, and you sent me with a broken fan. I don't know whose coffin board it is."

As we all know, Qianlong owes money.This old boy put stamps and inscriptions everywhere. Although in Wang Yan's opinion, Qianlong's handwriting was really not very good, but without delay, the fingers are precious, serious emperor green, bright green and bright green.That's why, he said that the master and the apprentice are no good people, and they both want to take advantage of him.Of course, if you look at it from another angle, it makes sense that the old juncture is to test whether he is professional in this area.It is more likely that this old juncture is to make up for himself.If it's really changed, then it's changed...

As for giving a fan, it really doesn't matter.Even in the new millennium, his fan doesn't have much money, let alone now.The value of this fan is only derived from the value of the wood.The golden nanmu is really precious, but it is only sixteen grades of good bones, so how much material can be used.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Then you should let it go, why are you holding it so tightly?"

"Don't be in vain."

The old man's house is next to the canteen, and he lives alone. Once he entered the yard, he was quite comfortable.

Seeing the old juncture, Wang Yan went in and turned around to close the door. Wang Yan lit another cigarette, and then returned to the gate of the courtyard. He saw Han Chunming walking back holding his breath. Unfavorable?"

"Don't mention it." Han Chunming took a deep breath: "In order to sell more money, they even sanded things with sandpaper. They are so uneducated... Hey, Su Meng, it's so late to go out."

In the middle of speaking, the depression on his face disappeared, and he changed his smile in a blink of an eye to look at Su Meng who came out from the screen wall.

Holding a flashlight, Su Meng looked at the two people standing at the door: "What are you going to do? What else can I do besides going to the bathroom? Ask knowingly. Why are you two still hanging out?"

"Just chatting." Wang Yan smiled: "You guys chat, I'm going back to sleep."

"What are you talking about? It's late at night." Su Meng rolled her eyes at Han Chunming and left.

Han Chunming smiled, caught up with Wang Yan, said hello, and went home.

Wang Yan went back to the house and took the washbasin, went to the courtyard and quickly washed his face, brushed his teeth and feet with cold water, then turned off the light and lay down on the bed, closing his eyes to feel sleepy.

Looking at the door just now, Han Chunming and Su Meng are not so close, which shows that the change he thought before has indeed taken place, and this is a good start.

This task is also interesting. Now Han Chunming is having an affair with Su Meng. In the future, Han Chunming will express that he wants another life.

Tsk tsk, he, Mr. Wang, has always been very decent...

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