Beipai Tomb Raiders Notes

I was there for seven years and got a reduced sentence for good behavior.

On the first day I came out, I received several phone calls. The bosses tried their best to persuade me to follow them. Some offered a car for 20 a month, and some gave [-] a month for shares.

Most of these calls come from two places.

Panjiayuan in Beijing and Shenyang Road in Tianjin.

After thinking about it, I still refused.

It was a mistake for me to enter this industry at the beginning. Even though I got rich overnight, I also paid the price. In seven years, I changed from a fair and clean guy to a 30-year-old man with a belly.

The girl I met back then, now the kids know how to make soy sauce...

I was alone with no relatives and no reason, and finally chose to go to Dali.

I bought a small door on the Erhai Lake, opened a small supermarket, and went to the beach every day when there was no business, enjoying the sea breeze, and my life was leisurely.

The address of the small supermarket is on Cangshan East Road, next to Le Mart. If any friends want to come and play, I will treat them with tea.

Didn’t I discover the ancient Shu civilization some time ago, and unearthed a golden mask that shocked the whole country. In fact, my way of getting rich has something to do with these things.

Can not do without two words.

Antiques, tomb robbers.

A few years ago, Ghost Blowing Lantern, Tomb Raider Notes, Golden Eyes, movies and TV shows hit the air, now that I am free, I also write about those things in this industry.

I have never seen Yunding Tiangong, Qinling Sacred Tree, and I don’t have golden pupils, but I entered the antique business at the age of 16, and I have indeed seen many things that ordinary people cannot understand.

Let's start from the beginning.

I was born in a small mountain village in the northeast of my motherland, close to Mohe River, where the winter is so cold that people can freeze to death.

My grandma raised me. I have never met my parents, let alone ask their names.

As the old saying goes, I was very naughty when I was a child, I didn’t listen to the teacher’s discipline, my academic performance was poor, and I was at the bottom of the class all the year round.

At that time, the village provided subsistence allowances, which seemed to be more than 80 yuan per month. There was also a subsidy for orphans and extremely poor households, which was more than 100 yuan per month. My family said that it was not too much to make a living.

When I was in junior high school, there was CCTV’s treasure hunting show on TV every day. I was fascinated by it. The bottles and cans that people didn’t take seriously before, but experts said that they could sell for tens of thousands. They are antiques, and they can be exchanged for houses and cars. !

At that time, I kept lying to my grandma, saying that the school let me buy study materials, and grandma gave me money, so I ran to the bookstore and bought all the books on antiques.

The first book I remember reading was "Fifty Treasures from Ancient Springs", published by Mr. Dai, a very thick book.

Guquan is copper money, which is called purple money in our country. This book opened my eyes, and I became crazy about antiques.

I rummaged through boxes and cabinets in our house, and fooled my classmates. I didn’t read the words, and asked them to steal copper coins from their own homes at a price of [-] cents a piece. They stole them and sold them to me. I bought them.

I was frugal, I never ordered food in the cafeteria, and later I sold a bunch of textbooks for seven yuan. It is a cancer of society.

At that time, I dismissed the teacher's words, and I dreamed of getting rich in my heart. Even if I became a cancer, I would become a rich cancer.

In the third year of junior high school, when the senior high school entrance examination was approaching, I was 17.

Grandma accidentally broke her leg because she was sweeping snow in the yard, and the medical and surgical expenses added up to more than 3000.

The situation in our family was that we couldn’t even get out 600 yuan at that time. I was deeply impressed. At that time, my grandmother was lying on the kang, covered with a thick quilt, and cried at night.

My uncle opened several farmhouses in Mohe, the snow town, and his business was doing well, so I went to my uncle’s house to borrow money to buy medicine for my grandma.

Although I didn't say anything on the surface, but once I secretly heard that my uncle said that I was a broom star, and that our family was poor and settled, that the money borrowed was pawned, and that my uncle told me not to reconcile. We come and go.

That winter night, when the temperature in Mohe was minus 30 degrees, I sat on a rock for more than three hours.

Young and frivolous, the words of the eldest uncle severely smashed a young man's self-esteem to pieces.

Clutching the borrowed money tightly, I swore in my heart: "I! Xiang Yunfeng! I must stand out!"

I just dropped out of school by myself. Strictly speaking, I don't even have a junior high school diploma, so I'm considered a primary school graduate.

Of the 3000 yuan, in addition to the medical expenses for grandma’s surgery, there is still 750 yuan left. I secretly kept this money.

Not only did I collect copper coins, but I also went to other people’s houses in neighboring villages to collect porcelain and silver dollars.

Rural people only think that silver dollars are valuable, and most of them don't know much about bottles, dishes, and porcelain, and they don't care too much.

Reading books and appreciating treasures every day, I gradually gained some basic vision.

I paid 100 yuan for a pair of large ocean blue chicken feather duster bottles from the late Qing Dynasty. I bought a few small salt jars with pictures of ladies in pastels in the Republic of China for less than 200 yuan. Bowls, unfortunately, these three bowls have chicken feet patterns, they are not well preserved, and they all have big punch lines.

I also saved a small bag of copper coins before, about 200 or so. Most of the copper coins are Song coins and Qing coins. Among them, Daoguang, Guangxu, Qianlong, Huangsong, and Yuanfeng have the most. These copper coins have a large amount of existence, and I know they are not very valuable. Among them, I am most satisfied with the three Yongzheng Tongbaos that are in good condition. I know that Yongzheng Tongbao can be worth a little money, but I don't know how much it is worth at the time.

After buying these things, I spent a total of more than 500 yuan, and I had 240 yuan left, and the average monthly salary at that time was only in the early [-]s.

I had a good relationship with a female classmate at the time, and she helped me by lending me two 30-inch trolley suitcases.

There were a total of 11 pieces of porcelain and a small bag of copper coins. I carefully wrapped and wrapped them with quilts, so as not to break them, and stuffed a lot of foam.

In the end, it was full of two large trolley cases and a backpack.

My grandma didn't understand what I was doing. She said that I was not doing my job properly, and that she was raising me for nothing. My uncle also knew about it, and most people in the village also knew about it.

Many people pointed at me behind my back.

Suffering supercilious stares and carrying the incomprehension of others, on the morning of the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, I took my things and left Mohe.

At that time, I thought in my mind that Beijingers were the richest, and the antiques I collected would of course be sold to Beijingers. Besides, I had longed for the legendary place of Panjiayuan.

There is no direct train from Mohe to Beijing. You can only take the train to Siping first, and then from Siping to Beijing West.

The whole journey is more than 2000 kilometers and takes more than 50 hours. In order to save money, I chose the cheapest hard seat.

I was carrying two large trolley suitcases and a large backpack behind me. My hair was oily and my clothes were dirty. Passengers in the station pointed and whispered to me from time to time.

Never having traveled far before, this was my first time on a train, and it was by myself.

After buying the ticket, I have less than 100 yuan left on me. If I can’t sell the things, I can’t even afford the return ticket, let alone eat.

The food on the train was very expensive, so I didn’t dare to spend money, so I just drank hot water from the cup I brought. I was really hungry, so I bought a bag of twisted dough twist for four yuan.

It was the first time for a rural child to come to Beijing, and everything was new, and it was the first time I had seen the security checkers at the station.

I was not yet eighteen at the time, but I was not afraid of strangers and dared to talk to people, so I asked them how to get to the Panjiayuan Antique Market.

Take Line [-] from Beijing West Railway Station, then get off at Liuliqiao and change to Line [-], and then get off at Panjiayuan Station.

Fortunately, my memory is not bad, and I didn't take many wrong roads. At that time, it was only two yuan to ride the subway. As long as you didn't get out of the station, no one would care about you.

When I got off the subway station, there were anti-slip pits on the sidewalk. I was carrying a bag and dragging two large boxes was very difficult.

Walking through the Warwick Bridge, I finally saw the golden stele standing outside the north gate.

"Panjiayuan flea market."

"finally reached...