Originally, I went to Pigeon Market today just to redeem some national food stamps. This thing will be popular for several years.
As a result, Zhang Junping had other thoughts because of his encounter at the trust store.
The antiques of this era are not like what is written in online novels. They are full of genuine items and are priced at cabbage prices.
Hmm! Compared to foreign prices, they are indeed cabbage prices.
However, as a good young man who was born in New China and grew up under the red flag, he must not do this kind of thing like giving birth to a son without an asshole while dumping antiques.
Then you have to find a way to make money.
Fortunately, his current job provides him with convenient conditions.
Well, antique collecting started with a bad guy.
Nothing wrong.
Pouring mountain goods from the Northeast is a good way to make money.
Moreover, his golden finger gave him great convenience.
It’s not just about buying mountain goods from the Northeast. Now that we have gone to the Northeast, if we don’t pick up some wool from the old people, we will be sorry for the training of the party and the country for so many years, and we will also be sorry for our own golden fingers.
What does Lao Maozi lack?
Zhang Junping recalled some movies, TV shows, and news reports about traitors.
Um!
Food, supplies, clothes, clothing, it seems that Lao Maozi lacks everything except heavy industrial products and mineral resources.
If someone trades a toothbrush for an airplane, can he trade Erguotou for some coal?
Anyway, it’s all material procurement, the same at home and abroad.
When purchasing from abroad, you don’t have to compete with domestic brother units for limited resources.
Zhang Junping began to think divergently, and the more he thought about it, it seemed that it could really be done.
In his wild thoughts, his stomach growled to remind Zhang Junping that it's time, you don't need to eat in your head, but my stomach can't.
Zhang Junping looked around the room, wondering what to eat.
It has been ten days and a half since I left home, and all the pots at home are covered with rust.
Zhang Junping was too lazy to wash the pot, so he simply went out and came to the entrance of the alley.
There is a noodle shop here that sells just the same thing, fried noodles with soybean paste.
It is said that this noodle shop existed before liberation.
Although it was later nationalized and placed under street management, the people who made the noodles never changed.
It's just that the girl who sold fried noodles in those days has become the old lady selling fried noodles today.
"Old lady, give me a bowl of noodles with soybean paste, more noodles, more braised vegetables, and a braised egg." Zhang Junping shouted loudly as soon as he walked in.
It’s not that Zhang Junping is ungrateful and makes loud noises in public places, it’s because the old lady selling noodles is a little hard of hearing.
Zhang Junping was single and didn't like to cook, so he often came here to solve the food and clothing problem. After going back and forth, he became familiar with the old noodle seller.
"It's you, kid! You made a bleating noise as soon as you entered the door, for fear that others wouldn't know you were coming!" The old lady was very happy to see Zhang Junping, and started chatting nonchalantly with Zhang Junping.
"Your kid didn't come due to a schedule, and he went on a business trip again?"
"Yes! I went to the Northeast. I brought you some nuts so you can practice your teeth." Zhang Junping raised the bag in his hand.
"You brat, you're going to make fun of my old lady as soon as you come back. I want to practice my teeth, so you need to find a tooth for me." The old lady turned around and scolded with a smile.
The old lady suffered a lot when she was young. She had a bad tooth and retired honorably early.
Naturally, it was a joke to give nuts to the old lady for dental practice. Zhang Junping gave fungus, hazel mushrooms and bacon.
There are also nuts, but they are for the old lady’s grandson.
This old lady was also a poor person. The day after her wedding, her husband went to the front line and never came back.
The old lady has been guarding the noodle shop by herself for more than fifty years.
Zhang Junping has never understood what kind of love requires fifty years of waiting.
The old lady had no children her entire life, and it was not until ten years ago that she adopted a grandson.
The most respectable thing about the old lady is not the love she has been waiting for for fifty years, but her attitude towards life.
In these fifty years, the old lady has not washed her face with tears, but has waited with a smile.
Keep a good mood every day and have a good attitude when facing any difficulties.
Even when the only noodle shop was nationalized, the old lady was not sad or depressed. She just told the people in the neighborhood committee that it didn't matter if the noodle shop was taken away. You have to let me stay in the noodle shop.
She doesn't need money, as long as she has a stutter.
Because she was afraid that her man would come back and be nowhere to be found.
They made an appointment to run a noodle shop together after the war.
In this way, the old lady continued to run the noodle shop and changed from being responsible for the profits and losses to receiving a monthly salary.
"Old lady, I'm free tomorrow and I'll take you to the hospital to get your teeth fixed. We'll get them made of alloy steel. You don't need to practice anymore and you can bite down half of a bowl in one bite." Zhang Junping continued to tease the old lady.
"What kind of teeth are you putting in? It won't delay me from drinking noodles." The old lady skillfully took out the noodles, poured them into the water, and poured a spoonful of marinade onto the noodles.
"I said, old lady, look at you now, you have no teeth, your cheeks are shriveled, you are not pretty at all.
Be obedient, let's get dentures fixed and become a beautiful old lady." Not only Zhang Junping, many people have advised Mrs. Yang to get dentures.
"I'm over 70, and I'm going to be an 80-year-old soon. Why do I have to be so beautiful?
I have to save money to buy a wife for my grandson, so that I can leave a root for my old Yang family..." The old lady said as she put her face in front of Zhang Junping.
Lao Yang's family is the old lady's husband's family.
When you marry and obey your husband, you will be a member of the Yang family when you live, and you will be a ghost of the Yang family when you die.
The old lady is not short of money herself. She has saved it for decades, and she can afford a gold tooth even better than Zhang Junping.
However, since she adopted her grandson, the old lady has become more frugal and naturally refuses to spend money on dental implants.
As for Zhang Junping's contribution, there is no need to mention it. The old lady will be strong for the rest of her life and will never accept charity from others.
"You..." Zhang Junping wanted to persuade him again, but he lowered his head and swallowed his words immediately.
After a long while, he said: "Old lady, you have the money for dental implants, so you don't need to spend the money you saved for your grandson."
"Xiao Pingzi, my old lady has never reached out to anyone in her whole life..." The old lady thought Zhang Junping was going to pay for her, and said with a serious expression.
"Old lady, don't worry, just listen to me first.
Where did you get this bowl?" Zhang Junping interrupted the old lady and asked hurriedly.
"I thought this bowl was quite good, but it was a pity that it was tempered. The noodle shop happened to be short of bowls, so I brought them all over."
"Old lady, this bowl is an antique. It is a large Qianlong blue and white porcelain bowl with branch patterns. If you send it to a trust store or cultural relic store, you can sell it for at least a hundred yuan." Zhang Junping raised the noodle bowl and took a look at the bottom.
He said to the old lady with a smile.
According to the old lady, this bowl has been used for seven or eight years. For more than ten years, no one has ever noticed that this bowl is actually blue and white porcelain from the Qianlong period.
It can be seen that there is no shortage of antiques around us, we just lack a pair of discerning eyes.