Until he finished washing and lay down on the bed, Li Heng was still thinking about the doorman, Old Zheng.
Could it be that this guy, just like me, just likes guns and collects them?
Who believes this? He wouldn’t believe it anyway.
When he secretly hid the gun, the first thing he thought of was for self-defense. He didn't even think about collecting it. He just felt that he felt safer with the gun by his side.
Besides, the guns in the army are not allowed to be taken away when leaving, so if Lao Zheng has a gun in his hand, it must have come from dirty sources.
Tomorrow, he has to find a way to find out what this old boy is. With such an untimed bomb next to him, Li Heng feels like he can't sleep well. Who knows what this guy wants to do.
That night he didn't sleep at all, he was always half asleep and half awake.
This was also a habit he had developed in his previous life. He always doubted everything about the case, and when he encountered any clues, he had to get to the bottom of it, otherwise he would not be able to eat or sleep.
It was precisely because of his spirit that he never let go of any clues on the case, and that was why he became the head of the serious crime team of the provincial capital city's public security bureau in his thirties.
I didn't expect that this problem would come back after I was reborn.
After waking up at six o'clock the next morning, he thought like this while sitting on the bed.
After getting up, he went out for a run and had breakfast as usual. After sitting in the office at eight o'clock, he glanced at Station Manager Zhang who was sitting opposite and was reading the newspaper. He thought for a while and asked: "Old Zhang, when did the doorman Lao Zheng arrive?"
From our unit?”
"Huh? When he first started, he worked at the recycling station in Dongdan. After the superiors merged the recycling station into ours in 1952, he followed him. As for when he arrived in Dongdan, I'm not sure.
It seems like it was just after liberation, what happened?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I want to ask him about someone. He is also back from the army. I just want to see if I know him. I will go to the guard room to chat with him."
"OK"
Li Heng walked out of the office with the jar and went straight to the guard room.
He really couldn't let go if he didn't understand some things clearly.
In the house, Lao Zheng was sitting on a chair, leaning his head against the wall, closing his eyes and humming an unknown tune. He opened his eyes only when he heard some movement.
"Hey, Erheng, why don't you go to the back to help today?"
"The superiors assigned me here. I have to be familiar with what we have to do here. I've been looking around for the past few days, but I can't find any treasures."
"Haha, I'm looking for a treasure, but we really can't find it here. If you really want to find something good, you have to go to a trust store."
"What? What treasures are there in the store?" Li Heng's face was filled with confusion.
Is it possible that antiques can still be sold in stores? Are we talking about the same thing?
"You don't know what the trust store sells?" His reaction made Lao Zheng stunned, and he asked in disbelief.
"What else can be sold in a store? Shouldn't it be similar to a supply and marketing cooperative?"
"Haha... It seems like you really don't know. But it's no wonder. You've been in the army all these years, so it's normal for you to not know the place." Old Zheng smiled and shook his head.
"Let me tell you, the things sold in this trust store are indeed similar to those sold in supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores, but they sell all new things, while this store sells old ones."
"Old...old?" Li Heng's eyes widened.
"That's right, they are all old ones, and they don't just sell them, they also collect them and sell them at the same time. There are all kinds of things."
"Oh, I probably understand. What you mean is that if ordinary people have something that they have no use for, and the family happens to be short of money, they can sell it to a trust store in exchange for money, and the store collects it.
After you come in, you will put it on the counter and sell it, right?"
Li Heng nodded and said with sudden realization.
"That's it, that's why I said there are treasures there. Everything is for sale, except for things you can't imagine."
"Now I understand!" He then realized that he had been looking in the wrong place for the past ten days or so.
He still couldn't help but blame later movies and TV series for misleading him.
Those film and television works are those that collect rags. They received official snuff bottles from the Qianlong Dynasty or dog bowls, all from the Jiajing period.
This makes him think that good things can be found at the scrapyard.
He was also thinking blindly. Did those people really receive good things and send them to the scrapyard? Why not just put them in his pockets quickly?
"Why, Erheng, are you still interested in those old objects?"
"Hey, I was just playing around. Don't they all say antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times? Now that we are at peace, I'm thinking that sooner or later, those old objects will appreciate in value, so...hehe"
Lao Zheng nodded as soon as he heard this: "If you really want to play, you can go to the trust store to try your luck, but only if you understand these things. There are both real and fake ones on their counter.
I won’t tell you whether it’s from the Ming Dynasty or the Republic of China. The price charged is the same and the selling price is the same. It’s not worth spending the same money to buy one from the Republic of China, right?”
"Hey, what are you trying to teach me? I don't understand any of this, so I just said it casually."
What Li Heng was thinking about at this time was not how to learn. What he was thinking was, I really don’t know the authenticity, but I can buy all those things. It doesn’t cost much anyway, so I don’t believe in buying a hundred.
There really isn't any.
But then he thought that it was the 1950s now, and those antiques would really appreciate in value by the end of the 1990s, which would still be forty years away.
By that time, he will be a veteran, and he is really just preparing it for his children, and he can't enjoy it himself.
Thinking of this, he smacked his lips in a dull manner, and his interest in going to the trust store to do some shopping suddenly became less intense.
However, this old Zheng knew a lot of things, and he was not at all like a top soldier in the army as he said.
He just mentioned "treasure" casually, and he could immediately think that he was referring to old objects. This was not the reaction of ordinary people.
Now go out and tell the people that you want to find treasures, and see how many people can realize that what you are looking for is old objects.
The first reaction of most people is precious metals such as gold and silver jewelry, or gems and jade.
This Lao Zheng has a story. Of course, it is possible that he is paranoid. He has just seen a lot of him before.
But he couldn't let go of the gun oil alone.
But there is no movement from others, so we should observe slowly to see what he wants to do, hoping that he is really suspicious.
Li Heng was chatting with Lao Zheng, and he kept hinting in his heart that he was thinking too much.