Wei Jiaxian and Tan Min were driven out by Guan Dasheng and his mother.

"I really pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. I want to fool our things without spending a penny, and dream!"

Wei Jiaxian was pushed by the mother and spit on his face, but he insisted on writing a note and stuffing it into Guan Dasheng's trouser pocket.

"This is my contact information. You can find me after you have decided to do it. I only have 8,000 yuan."

"Go to your eight thousand dollars, get out!"

Guan Dasheng pushed Wei Jiaxian out of the door and closed the courtyard door with a "bang".

After returning to the yard, Boss Guan was having a joke with Guan Ciying.

"I just thought about it now. How could the other person who has not spoken have a sense of righteousness? It turns out that they are from the museum?"

"It's not the same, it's all the hard-working things in the unit anyway. It's a waste of time when the fun comes to their hands."

Tan Min has the sharp aura of a soldier. The Guan brothers didn't think anything just now. Now that he has figured it out, he naturally regards Wei Jiaxian as a researcher. Tan Min is the security guard for the restoration work.

"A person like this is not afraid of being punished if he comes out to buy things by himself?"

"What are you punishing? It's not the past two years. Whoever hugged someone was who, even such a fool was enlightened. Shi Feng has really changed!"

Everyone in the Guan family laughed at him, but they didn't know that after Wei Jiaxian left the Guan family, he quickly found a secluded place, took out paper and pen and started drawing.

All the patterns, branches, birds, and even some traces of wear and tear on the colorful flower and bird pots of the Ming Dynasty official kiln were accurately presented in his writing, without any deviation.

Tan Min looked at Wei Jiaxian in surprise, and his contempt and dissatisfaction were no longer known where he flew.

I was pushed and scolded by others just now, and relied on my agility to not be touched by the spits. I thought it was embarrassing to the house.

But now it seems that it is not the case.

"I said brother-in-law, are you going to make a fake and exchange someone's authentic product for you?"

Wei Jiaxian said nothing and kept drawing all the pictures before saying, "I don't do that."

"Then what are you doing? I have been with you and Lao Song for so long, and I thought I didn't know what was happening in the antique circle?"

Wei Jiaxian did not answer Tan Min's words, but directly ordered: "I want to go to Dongshan Zicheng and book the fastest train ticket for me."

"You've still sent me? Look how you can."

Tan Min scolded Wei Jiaxian angrily, but went to book a ticket for him immediately.

A capable person is always respected, and this time, they are just one part of the plan. If something goes wrong, wouldn’t it make old Song laugh?

Tan Min disliked Wei Jiaxian, but after all, she was still brother-in-law and brother-in-law. Lao Song didn’t think so much about it!

.....

Guan Cihui chatted with her brother for a while, ate a bowl of salty fried noodles, and left Kitajijo alone.

As Guan Ciying said, his son Guan Dacheng lived in Kitajijo, waiting to sell antiques, and then go home after spending the money.

Of course, this is what the two brothers said to the outside world, right? Guan Ciying was a little alert and kept more personal care at home. If there was any situation, she could report a letter or something.

Guan Cihui took the bus and left the city for more than ten miles north before she arrived at Baishi Township where she settled.

After getting off the bus, I happened to see the group of Helan people who collected rags.

A rickshaw, two donkeys riding upside down, and a bunch of shabby furniture and old goods are their property and harvest.

If Guan Cihui understands, these people are just small fish and shrimps that cannot survive in Sijiu City and are squeezed out by the big fish, and find some fish and bugs to eat in such a rough place.

Seeing Guan Ciying get off the car, the people greeted him in a familiar way: "Mr. Guan, are you entering the city? What good things did you buy?"

Guan Ciying smiled and said, "I didn't buy anything. My son went to the city to do a short-term job. I thought about it and went to make up the numbers, but they thought I was old and didn't want it, so I'm happy."

"That's because they were blind. Mr. Guan is stronger than the young man! Besides, Mr. Guan, your ancestors are also a wealthy family! Just throw us something to you and you will be able to do it for three years!"

"How can there be so many good things? Haven't you seen my broken place yet? If I don't tell you, I have to rush home for dinner. If I go back late, my wife will clean the pot."

“Hahahaha~”

A few people who collected the old goods and Guan Ciying said a few words and watched him leave.

When Guan Ciying walked away, they muttered to each other: "We have to go to his house another day. We earned 180 yuan for that snuff bottle, which is a fat bite."

"If you want me, we should go to the old man Song to study more. We just drank a drink with him, but we ended up getting the news and earned 180 yuan."

"Yes, yes, that old man is a capable person. According to what he said the day before yesterday, he really saw that the chair was earning forty-five yuan in just one move!"

"Grass, you won't say anything after earning forty-five. You must treat us to a bowl of mutton soup at noon today."

"What are two bowls of mutton soup? I'll add two buns to you."

Several people were very happy to meet an old man named Song, but they did not expect that they had been plotted against by the guy Song.

But some accidents were unexpected that Lao Song never expected.

.....

Wei Jiaxian took the train for more than ten hours and finally arrived in Zicheng. After leaving the train station, he fell off the bus. After 40 kilometers south, he arrived at an industrial area half hidden in the valley.

This is Boshan District of Zicheng, one of the four major porcelain capitals of Dazhonghua. It not only has a long history and cultural heritage, but also the largest ceramic factory in the world at that time.

However, in the next few decades, the world's number one ceramic factory fell apart, scattered on the surrounding hills, and differentiated into hundreds of large and small porcelain kiln factories, silently protecting the ancient heritage.

It was not until we went to Zibo to bake it, but it was known to everyone again. Whether it was ordinary household porcelain with good quality and low price, or thousands of sequei gift porcelain, it made people who came to travel exclaim and admire.

According to the owners of some ceramic shops, in a few months, all the inventory in the warehouse was sold out, and the household tea sets had increased to 40 yuan per set, and the customers did not blink. They were only sold for twenty-five or thirty years ago!

These people are really embarrassed after 15 yuan.

"Hello, where is Huaminzhi?"

"Hello, may I ask"

Wei Jiaxian smelled the strong smell of coking coal in the air and asked all the way. When it was almost dark, he finally found the person he was looking for in a dormitory in the ceramic factory.

"Uncle Hua, I am Xiaoxian."

"You are Xiaoxian! Come in quickly, come in quickly, Juhua, my eldest nephew is here, go and buy half a pound of pork head meat."

"Sit down, I haven't seen you for many years. When I saw you last time, you were not as tall as a chair. I really didn't expect how you found me?"

The man in his fifties stared at Wei Jiaxian for a long time before he excitedly led him into the house, asked his wife to buy vegetables, and was busy making tea.

"When my father left, he left me your address, Mr. Hua, and I asked all the way."

"When will he leave before your father leaves?"

Hua Minzhi was stunned, and the teapot in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Wei Jiaxian said calmly: "My father has been away for seven years, and he has an old problem. He didn't suffer much when he left."

""

"It's good if you haven't suffered, it's good if you haven't suffered!"

Hua Minzhi nodded and made tea for Wei Jiaxian. His excitement suddenly became lonely.

Hua Minzhi's wife went out to buy vegetables, and the two of them silently met. It took a long time before Hua Minzhi said, "Why are you living now, Xiaoxian?

If there is no place, I will ask you in the factory and arrange a temporary worker, and I will still have the same face."

Wei Jiaxian shook his head and said, "I have gone to the capital with Lao Song now and do some old things."

"Old master? Old Song? Is it Xiao Song, your pawnshopkeeper?"

Hua Minzhi was shocked and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoxian, I admire Xiao Song's loyalty, but I look down on his style. He is just a traitor!"

Wei Jiaxian remained silent and took out the pattern of the tea set from his bag, which cost five hundred yuan and placed it on the table.

"Uncle Hua, I'm here today because I have something to ask for."

Hua Minzhi looked at Wei Jiaxian in surprise, and then looked at the five hundred yuan on the table. It took a long time before he picked up the pattern.

He just opened it and understood something.

"Xiaoxian, who are you going to deceive again? Don't mess around anymore. Your family's third-generation single-passing family can't get dirty again!"

Hua Minzhi's tone was wrong, with a faint fear and deep anxiety.

But Wei Jiaxian didn't speak, just stared at Huaminzhi.

The two of them looked at each other. After a long time, Huaminzhi finally saw the shining tears in Wei Jiaxian's eyes.

Hua Minzhi carefully put away the pattern and whispered: "Take the money back, and you and I will settle the color tomorrow. I will give it to you in three days, but I still want to say something, it is better to let go of some hatred."

Wei Jiaxian lowered his head, shook his head, and whispered: "Thank you!"

.........

Beijing, Beier Street Enamel Factory.

Guan Dasheng pushed the bicycle that was not old and was not old, and walked out of the factory with the crowds who were getting off work.

The staff who got off work with him intentionally or unintentionally distanced himself from him, making Guan Dasheng seem a little "outstanding".

The factory manager is standing at the gate! A backward person who can't work ten days a month and is either a sick person or a fool for the rest of the time. Who dares to get too close to him?

"Guan Dasheng, if you relax so much next month, I will fire you."
To be continued...