Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

"Where is the interview record of the reporter?"

"At this."

The person who made the report was the cleaner in charge of the area. He discovered the bag of minced meat while cleaning up the garbage in the area and hurriedly called the police.

"Everyone is here. Follow my orders. Everyone is divided into two groups."

"The first group is responsible for visiting all the surrounding residents door to door and asking them who has come to this place to take out garbage from yesterday to today. No one is allowed to be missed.

The second group will seal off all the trash cans and garbage points in the area and send people to check them one by one. They will definitely find the remaining body parts.

Get to work! "

Following Wang Mu's order, many public security officers began to get busy. Since the place was too big and there were not enough manpower, Wu Guo simply pulled everyone in the bureau over to help, and the place suddenly became busy.

"Xiao Wang, you and I should go and investigate the deceased's family situation, social relations, and financial status. No one should be left out."

Just when Wu Guo was busy, Wang Muzhi was walking on the street.

Yang Xue won't come until tomorrow. Wu Guo must be too busy to take care of himself now. He might as well wander around and maybe find business opportunities.

While wandering around, the person in front of him caught Wang Muzhi's attention.

"Old Hu."

"Hey, it's you, Comrade Wang. I didn't expect that we would meet here. We are really destined."

This person is Lao Hu, the antique businessman who provided the information last time.

"Lao Hu, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you are still as energetic as before. I just say that the officials can't embarrass you. As long as you cooperate, everything will be easy to talk about."

"No, no." Lao Hu smiled and handed Wang Muzhi a cigarette. He looked around and then laughed in a low voice.

"By the way, Comrade Wang, how's your case going?"

"We have found the prisoners and their belongings. It is estimated that they will end up in prison for 20 years, and maybe they will be shot directly."

"So serious?" Lao Hu's eyes widened with fear on his face.

"No, this is a bronze, a cultural relic of the national treasure level. If you catch it, you will be shot. Who will discuss it with you?" Wang Muzhi warned seriously: "Old Hu, you should be careful when doing this business in the future. Don't commit the same crime even at your age. Wrong, it will be too late to cry by then.”

"Thank you Comrade Wang for your advice. Old man, I promise not to do those stupid things."

After saying that, Lao Hu seemed to have remembered something, "By the way, Comrade Wang, I happen to have a few items to sell here. Are you interested in going with me to have a look? Maybe you can pick up some missing items."

Picking up leaks is a jargon in the antiques industry. It means buying very valuable antiques at a very cheap price, and the seller is often unaware of it. This is also something that people look forward to very much.

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

Wang Muzhi immediately became interested. Since he had nothing to do now, maybe he could buy some good treasures and use them as family heirlooms. No matter how bad things were, he could still solve the current economic problems.

Wang Muzhi followed Lao Hu to the antique street in Zhangbei City. In the 80s, there was a mixture of good and bad people here, and the three religions and nine streams gathered again, which made the street very lively. After reaching the end of the street, it became a little quiet.

Looking around, there are all kinds of antique shops here, and the streets are also full of street stalls.

Calligraphy and painting, antiques, jade, furniture, porcelain... It can be said that there is a dazzling array of things to see, and it is overwhelming to see, but Wang Muzhi knows that 80.00% of the goods here are fake.

Although people in this era do not yet have all kinds of high technology, the skills of counterfeiting are still unknown, and some of them are passed down from generation to generation. Even old players who have been in the industry for many years will sometimes be caught in the eye.

"Comrade Wang, we are here. You can walk around down there for now while I go up and get rid of the things. It's not that I'm stingy about hiding things, but there are rules here."

Wang Muzhi nodded, not surprised.

In my previous life, when I traveled all over the country, I had seen many outrageous rules. In comparison, this kind of rules could be regarded as civilized and polite.

This antique shop is quite large, covering an area of ​​more than 100 square meters. It is well-decorated, clean and antique, and is considered one of the best places on this street.

After wandering around casually, Wang Muzhi found that there are really good things here, but the prices are also staggering. It seems that it is not that easy to pick up the missing items. Just when Wang Muzhi was about to go to the stalls outside, he walked out of the door. A man and a woman walked outside.

"Wang Muzhi?"

"Hou Xiaoyu?"

"Hahaha, why do I meet you here?"

"I'm also puzzled that we actually meet here."

Wang Muzhi was still deeply impressed by this girl who respected traditional culture, but then he turned his attention to the man next to him and smiled immediately.

"Qin Bin, we meet again."

"Humph!"

What happened last time caused Qin Bin to lose a lot of face in front of Hou Xiaoyu, so he naturally didn't have a good attitude towards Wang Muzhi.

"Xiaoyu, I'll go over there and have a look. Let's talk."

Qin Bin didn't give Wang Muzhi any face, and left after saying something casually.

Wang Muzhi didn't care, since we were not in the same group.

"Wang Muzhi, are you here to buy something?"

"That's not true. I just came here casually and had nothing to buy. Besides, I only know a little bit about these things, and I don't have much money in my pocket."

"You are honest."

Hou Xiaoyu looked at Wang Muzhi with shining eyes, feeling a little surprised in her heart.

Wang Muzhi was really different from the men she usually saw.

When those people saw themselves, their eyes would unconsciously reveal a bit of amazement, wishing they could speak highly of themselves to the heavens. However, Wang Muzhi's eyes were so calm, without any waves, as if he was looking at an ordinary person. .

This made her immediately interested.

"Of course, there is something to hide here, but are you planning to get married?"

Hearing this, Hou Xiaoyu neither affirmed nor denied.

Seeing this, compared to Hou Xiaoyu's surprise, Wang Muzhi felt a little regretful about this marriage.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is no so-called affection between the two. Maybe this is another family marriage.

The two chatted happily. Hou Xiaoyu, who had received foreign ideological education since childhood, discovered that Wang Muzhi was a treasure boy. No matter what opinions he had to say, he could keep up with them, including astronomy, geography, humanities, science and technology, history and culture. Talk freely.

Even she had to admit that some of her views were very reasonable.

If she hadn't met Wang Muzhi before and knew his origins, Hou Xiaoyu must have thought that she had met the son of a big family. This feeling of sympathy was simply wonderful.

"Whoa..."

While they were chatting, there was a sudden exclamation from the other side, and many people gathered around.

"what's the situation?"

"I don't know, let's go over and have a look."