Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

In addition to himself, many other people came to visit later.

After all, it is National Day, and many Tibetan friends from other places come to Yazhou to travel and stop by to "exchange" here.

Wu Yuan Sheng did not buy anything at all. He saw a photo album from the 2000s to . Many of the photos in it were of local scenery and the lives of fishermen on the seaside.

The price was not expensive, the boss only needed 100 yuan, so he bought it.

(Of course, the store is not in a demolition area, so the price is relatively expensive. If it is in a demolition area, you can buy it from a waste recycler for up to 30 yuan.)

In an antique store, he smelled a fresh and elegant fragrance as soon as he entered. This fragrance was mixed with floral fragrance and also had a slightly sweet taste.

It smells particularly comfortable and refreshing.

The fragrance comes from a piece of "burned" "wood" containing a little oil.

No need to ask, it must be agarwood.

There are some for sale in the store.

When I asked the boss about the price, he said that the prices vary depending on the grade.

The grade is related to the place of origin, year and quality.

When he met it, he bought a small piece, which was produced locally in "Qiong" province.

The quality is average, the most common material is about 10 grams, and the price is not expensive, costing 600 yuan.

This Wu Yuansheng plans to take it back and try to use it.

Chatting with the shop owner, he was told that high-end and high-quality agarwood is a consumable product for wealthy people in the upper class.

Those who are rich or have status can buy one or several houses for the value of the "incense" they burn every year.

Especially in the lives of wealthy Arabs, Qinanxiang is more popular.

He believed that as a collector, Qinan, who had a price exceeding ten thousand, would not be unaware of this.

After leaving the antique shop, Wu Yuansheng did not go to the demolition area. He felt that going there would not be of much use. He did not intend to start business here and was too busy.

In the afternoon, I went to the house I bought again to check out the decoration.

At about 3:30, he went to the airport, then waited for the plane to take off and return.

The flight left at six o'clock in the evening. When he arrived in the provincial capital, he bought another train ticket.

Nowadays, traveling is becoming more and more convenient. You can reach all parts of the country very quickly by plane or train.

When I got home from Yazhou, it was already 11:30 pm.

Little Qiqi was already sleeping. Seeing her sleeping peacefully, Wu Yuansheng's eyes were filled with the kind of love that all fathers have.

Although he hadn't seen their mother and daughter for only two days, he still missed them very much.

After washing, he showed Yi Xiaoyue the photos of the house he took on his phone.

She had already read the photo album she bought while he was taking a shower.

However, most of them were from the 1990s. Urban development will undergo great changes every year, especially in recent years.

After looking at the photos on her phone, she once again had the idea of ​​going to Yazhou.

But I definitely can’t go there now, as the house hasn’t been renovated yet.

Next year, when the weather gets colder, I would like to live there for a while. That would definitely be possible.

A round trip made him feel tired on the one hand and a big world on the other.

The city where I live is only a small presence in the country.

It was very late, and the two simply chatted for a while before going to bed.

Life continues as before, day by day.

After the National Day holiday, it rained and the weather gradually became colder.

That afternoon, he was looking for a possible "shipping" place on the outskirts of City X when his cell phone rang. It was Boss Tang who lived in Xiaotai Village and was engaged in recycling.

After getting through, he told Wu Yuansheng that he had obtained a batch of oil paintings. He also said that a man would like these oil paintings. If he didn't like them, that man must be abnormal.

Ask him if he wants it, if not he will contact someone else.

As for oil paintings, he also received them in demolition areas, in small quantities.

Got a batch, it must be a lot.

After telling him that I wanted it, asking for the location, and saying that I would be there in half an hour at most, he hung up the phone.

The place Boss Tang was talking about was still near Labor Street, and the demolition progress there was very slow and intermittent.

The progress of demolition is slow, sometimes it is normal, and sometimes it takes several years.

If a man likes it after seeing it, it must be some "colorful" pictures, which must be very tempting.

It's oil painting again. He can think of some pictures. There are many oil paintings in this style.

If you go out to explore the road, if you are lucky, you will gain something. If you are not lucky, you will lose half a day or a day, but there is nothing you can do about it.

He is not willing to pick up iron at the moment, unless he happens to meet someone and will pick up some with others.

I went out today and didn't get much. In the dirt fields in the suburbs, the soil turned over was too clean and there were very few porcelain tiles.

After getting back into the van, he started the vehicle and walked directly over there.

On the way, he felt particularly comfortable smelling the unique autumn soil mixed with the scent of leaves and ripe fruits, and occasionally the scent of osmanthus.

The city is not big and the route is not far. It took him less than half an hour to reach the place.

Maybe he didn't want too many people to know that the alley Boss Tang asked him to go to was very hidden.

I waited for him at the intersection and took him there with me. His wife was there to help watch the car.

"Boss Wu, take a look at these paintings first. After reading them, I guarantee you will like them!"

When they arrived at the tricycle, Boss Tang said with a smile, regardless of whether his wife was next to him or not.

"Really? Then let me see!"

After saying that, he started to read.

Much like what he had imagined, these oil paintings were all about young beauties, including half-naked from the front, from the side, from the back, wearing bellybands, sitting on stools or stones, and many other types.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that it was not a printed matter, but rather a drawing using raw materials.

The papers were large and small. In addition to paper, he also saw three pieces of canvas.

They appear to be very recent, no more than 20 years old.

"Boss Wu, look at this, is it big or good-looking?"

"There is also this side painting of a person sitting on a rock. Is it straight or tall?"

"This one is lying next to the desk, wearing a bellyband and shorts. Isn't it pretty?"

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"This painting looks like a photo! At first, I thought it was an enlarged photo, but when I looked carefully, I found it was not."

As he watched, Boss Tang said.

"Your wife is here, aren't you afraid that she will pull your ears?"

Wu Yuansheng looked at him, then at his wife, and said with a smile.

"We are an old couple. We have never seen each other before. They are not like you young people!"

Boss Tang didn't care.

In demolition areas, we often come across old books such as DVDs and "art" photo albums with pictures, and it's not unusual to see the contents of oil paintings.

"Tell me how much these cost!"

He didn't say anything else. He had already finished reading the painting and asked about the price.

"I don't know the price. Just accept this and let me know!"

Boss Tang said to him again.

"These paintings are very recent, no more than 20 years old at first glance. In addition, they may have been painted by university students. They are not famous artists, so they are generally not valuable! You should decide the price for your things!"

Wu Yuansheng only analyzed and did not discuss the price.

“Such a beautiful painting, even if it was painted by a student, is still worth 100 yuan.

I counted the paintings, there are 21 in total.

I'll give you the lowest price. You can give me a round number of 2000 yuan and see if you can get it. "

Boss Tang thought for a while and then said.

What he meant was that if he couldn't get the price, he would call other antique collectors to come and inspect the goods.

Now there are four or five people coming to the demolition area to receive goods.

Competitive pressure begins to increase.

"Just as you said! Just 2000, is there anything else?"

He briefly thought about it for a few seconds and agreed.

The painting is really beautiful! Like he said, it's more tempting.

Depending on the circle, the value of the items will be different. When you meet a friend you like in the future, someone may ask for it even if you ask for three thousand or five thousand.

Or you can exchange it with someone who likes this type of oil painting.

"Other things, there's a porcelain teapot and a radio!"

Boss Tang's wife said, and then took out the porcelain pot and radio from her tricycle.

The porcelain pot is okay, with a rural scene of "broad world" painted on it.

The radio is not very good, a bit late, from the 1980s and 1990s.

After discussing the price of the porcelain pot, he paid 150 yuan.

Seeing that there was nothing else he could ask for, he paid for the oil paintings and porcelain teapots.