There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

The first thousand and ten chapters

As soon as they left in the living room, Zhang Guoqing also went into the study with his buddies.

"Ping An, when will their three brothers come back?"

I don’t know how many people have asked him about this question on this day. Zhang Guoqing gave him a funny look, "It’s coming."

After hearing this, Yi Jiefang looked at the door, and subconsciously lowered her voice, "Jiaojiao still doesn't know where the children went for internships, right?"

Zhang Guoqing shook his head.

His wife should know it in her heart, but she didn't want to say it.

"That's good."

Zhang Guoqing smiled non-committal.

"Originally I wanted to take my daughter-in-law with you on the street today, but who knows you are all gone."

Zhang Guoqing rolled his eyes at him silently, "Why didn't you tell me at the unit yesterday? You can call me earlier in the morning."

"Don't talk about it." Yi Jiefang stroked his nose.

When Zhang Guoqing saw this, he joked: "You have a guilty conscience? Did you oversleep with your wife?"

Yi Jiefang glared at him angrily, "Do you think anyone is like you?"

Zhang Guoqing raised his eyebrows silently.

"Okay, let me tell you something."

Zhang Guoqing reached out for him to start.

Yi Jiefang cleared his throat, "My buddy wants to buy a house, he has already let out his voice."

Zhang Guoqing narrowed his smile and turned his head to think about it: "Help me also find out. It's not a problem to keep the money in his hand."

"You still have to buy so many yards?"

"Just the two yards, here is still the country, what more. I have three sons. No matter whether they will work in the future, they will have to reserve them."

"Okay, I will pay more attention." After speaking, Yi Jiefang fell silent for a moment.

Zhang Guoqing stared at him curiously, "Difficult to tell?"

Yi Jiefang shook his head amusedly, "I don't know if I should mention this?"

Zhang Guoqing looked at his face, "How much is missing?"

"It's not about money." Yi Jiefang had nothing to hide from him.

The old friends he made in his early years quietly came to him last night to tell him the news.

During the Haojie period, some people in power at the time sealed up a lot of things copied from the Four Old Times.Seeing that the limelight is getting more and more wrong, those people expect that the prospects will be bad, so they have this idea.

Now these things are placed in a remote place, they are all unowned, and they want to deal with some of them at a low price.They definitely can't get things, but they can get into their own pockets with some of the money they get.

Zhang Guoqing was not in a hurry to answer him when he heard the words, and then said, "You want it?"

"We don't want it, and it will be in the hands of outsiders."

Zhang Guoqing frowned. "If you really want it, you can only choose some of the calligraphy and paintings or antique furniture you particularly like to leave behind. Other national treasures will be donated to the country after a few years."

Yi Jiefang was taken aback. Why did he donate the things he spent?

"why?"

Zhang Guoqing knew that he hadn't thought of one thing, so he could only explain the reason carefully, "There is no impermeable wall in this world. Since it is said to be news, there must be many people who know."

"We all know that these antiques and cultural relics will be valuable someday. Usually, waste stations and black markets are all small troubles, and there are no clues left.

But this kind of thing, which was shipped by several hands, also involves those fangists, and I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble.Wealth is touching and cannot be kept."

Yi Jiefang is a shrewd person who understands it at first hearing.If this happens in the future, it's okay for the person who handles it to speak of loyalty. What if there are people with bad intentions?

They are all state officials, privately transferring the copied cultural relics at low prices, which will definitely affect the involvement.It's really unnecessary to spend money to buy sins in order to affect your future.

Zhang Guoqing smiled approvingly, "Yes, that's what it means. Things are good, but to be honest, when we are in our position, external objects are just icing on the cake.

Still from the formal channels, even if it is worth millions in the future, you can face everyone with confidence and have a clear heart.

My suggestion is not to mix in. If someone buys it, just buy it for others. Don't be envious of their opportunities in the future. It is always good to be safe."

Yi Jiefang squinted his eyes when he heard the words, and nodded as expected: "What you said makes sense, but it's better to be careful. Okay, if I listen to you, I won't look at it."

Zhang Guoqing joked: "What a pity?"

"It is said that it is the furniture of huanghuali wood, red sandalwood, golden nanmu from the Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as famous calligraphy and paintings from ancient and modern times, as well as lost orphans. There are all kinds of porcelain and jade. What a shame?"

Yi Jiefang said as he lowered his shoulders, "But I still listen to you, and I've been right to listen to you for so many years."

Zhang Guoqing immediately laughed with joy.

Yi Jiefang kicked him in anger, "Laugh, laugh, laugh a shit."

"I really want it?"

Yi Jiefang gave him a white look and took a sip of tea.

Zhang Guoqing took a look at the watch, it's not too late."Should we go take a look?"

"Really?"

"Well, in disguise, buying one or two small pieces shouldn't be a problem."

Yi Jiefang bounced up in surprise when he heard the words, "What are you waiting for? Let me tell you I just want to buy calligraphy and painting for my wife. She likes these old things like my sister."

Zhang Guoqing gave him a silent glance and waved his hand, "You are waiting for me here, I will prepare something."

"Then you hurry up, it's getting late." Yi Jiefang said and pushed him out, while he opened his eyes and continued to sit down and drink tea.

Zhou Jiao, who was trying on clothes with Miao Lishan and Yi Tangtang while chatting, got a hint from Zhang Guoqing and first quietly left the room.

"Daughter-in-law, that's it. We didn't plan to make a round in the past, so we paid two for one or two. Can you say it works?"

After listening to Zhang Guoqing's thoughts, Zhou Jiao hesitated for a moment. Apart from anything else, he dragged him to the bathroom, closed the door, and took out the dissolving powder and potion from the space. After thinking about it, he took two sets of ordinary underwear.

money?

He has never been less than one hundred yuan, and Zhou Jiao has not given it.

Zhang Guoqing carried a bag and shouted that Yi Jiefang should go away, and the two brothers hooked their shoulders and walked out.

When the car drove five or six hundred meters out of the compound, the two brothers began to take turns to change their clothes. Not far from that place, they stopped and took off a 28-bar from the car.

If you drive to get in touch with people these years, you really have a brain problem.

Be careful, be careful, the pair of "good friends" who are sure that there is no doubt about each other can be regarded as going over with their heads and faces, and they have not found the so-called old friends of Yi Jiefang.

However, he borrowed the name of the other party.

With Zhang Guoqing, a habitual offender, the two brothers went into the warehouse smoothly and didn't look at any furniture with flashlights.They don't want too much, nor dare to ask for it.

In fact, in the case of these two "illiterate", and relying on two flashlights, they really can't tell the authenticity of calligraphy and painting porcelain.

There are wrong moves.

Zhang Guoqing didn't say anything, so he picked the best preserved, such as wrapped and wrapped in oiled paper, such as porcelain that was deliberately close to a safe area.

Although this pair of laymen each spent a high price of one hundred yuan to bring back a pair of porcelain and ten calligraphy and paintings, they were really not worried about losing money.There is room for rebirth in the fifties