Chapter 2: Fifty years later
Fifty years later, at Xiling Society in Hefang Street, Hangzhou, my thoughts were interrupted by an old man. I closed my grandfather's notes and looked at each other.
"Do you accept rubbings here?" He asked me if there was anything special about it.
I don't care about the temporary business. Most of the transactions in the antique market are done in private. On the surface, there is little money to make. So I just perfunctorily said, "No, but the price is not high." It means that if you don't have any good things, just leave. Don't delay your uncle's reading.
"Oh, can you introduce me?" Asked the fellow, looking at the supermarket.
I'm a little impatient, do our business, three years do not open, eat for three years, Pingrli is used to leisure, most hate to serve those knowledgeable guests, this antique thing, behind each has a story, to tell the truth, there is no one who can't finish the day, let each guest come and go here to introduce us, I We don't need to do business. We'd better open a teahouse directly.
I waved my hand to him and said that there was no responsibility for introducing. There were many other houses next door. Please go to the next room and have a look.
The man looked at me a little embarrassed, but did not go out. He asked, "Then I want to know if there are rubbings of the Warring States Silk Book here?" Fifty years ago, those Tufus in Changsha stole it and were deceived by an American?
"You said you were cheated by Americans. There's more." As soon as I heard it, I became very angry. "Of course, to find rubbings is to go to the market and find them. How can I find them if there is a designated book to look for?"
He lowered his voice: "I heard you have a way, I was introduced by Lao Yang?"
When I heard the name of Lao Yang, I was shocked. Didn't Lao Yang enter the number the year before last? Why, did you give me up? Now this fellow is not a public security officer, I was a little panicked, stuttering: "Where... I don't know any old itch.
"I understand, I understand," he laughed and took a watch from his arms. "You see, Old Itch said that you can understand it as soon as you look at it."
That watch was given to Lao Yang by his first lover when he was in Northeast China. He took it as his destiny. When he was drunk, he took it out and looked at the cries of "cuckoo, Li". I asked him what your old ladies were calling. He thought for a long time, and he cried out that his mother had forgotten it. This old itch will give this watch to this man, which shows that he really has something to do with it.
But how can I look at this person feel disgusting, unlike any decent person, but Itch introduced, I still want to give some face, moreover, people come to the door, the speech does not let him finish, may tie the beam.
I thought about it for a while, decided to speak quickly, so I raised my hand directly: "This man, that's your old itchy friend. What's the matter with me? "
He grinned and revealed a big golden tooth: "A friend of mine brought something back from Shanxi. I want you to show me if it's real."
As soon as I listened, I probably understood that the bird man was not a tomb robber. Maybe he had not seen anything pulled out. He wanted to find someone to evaluate it. His mother's woods were so big that he could run to the regular antique market.
However, these people are generally desperate, can not be guilty or not guilty of good, I tried to open up the standard smile of the service industry, said to him: "Look at you a Beijing accent, you Beijing's big earth target to the south to seek my advice, too much raise me, Beijing's many good hands, I am afraid you drunken man's intention is not wine!"
He laughed and said, "Southerners are smart. Sure enough, you're young, but you can see it very well. To tell the truth, I'm not really looking for you this time. I want to see your old man at home?"
My heart shocked and my face changed. My grandpa's background was very strange. Knowing that he had very few people, some people asked him that it was mostly not a good thing. They asked him coldly, "Look for my grandpa, what's your intention?"
The golden tooth looked at my face so ugly at a moment, but also shocked, busily said, "No intention, no intention, I am just an ordinary antique enthusiast, just want to know if your old master had left one or two rubbings after stealing the Warring States silk books in Changsha Darziling? We'd like to buy one to see if it's the same volume as ours?
Before he had finished, I shouted at the sleeping fellow at the side, "Wang Meng, see off the guests!"
The golden tooth old man was anxious: "Do not accumulate ah, how to be said to drive people out? "
I said you came too late, my father has traveled west last year, you need to find him, go back to find a crooked neck tree hanging, maybe you can meet! So I pushed him out and drove him to the threshold.
Big Golden Teeth old man's face is unusually thick. He holds a post outside the threshold and never leaves. He shouts, "No hurry, no hurry, let me say another word, let me say another word!"
I dragged him for half a day, but I couldn't help him. I scolded him and said, "You have something to say, don't delay my business!"
"I said your little grandson, how can you not listen to me?" He smiled thievely. "It doesn't matter if the old man is not here. I didn't say how bad it was. Somehow, you can also see what I brought. You can also sell the old itchy face, don't you?"
I looked at him. The man's face was so funny that it depended on the way he looked here. Besides, a large crowd of tourists had been attracted to him from outside. To make further noise, I would probably go to tomorrow's newspaper and nodded, "Well, you've had a good look recently. Don't play monkeys here, but I've said that before. Head, I dare not say if I can see what the result is."
"That's it. I'm in the same line. I understand the rules!"
In fact, there are more than 20 volumes of this Warring States silk book, each volume is different. The one that my grandfather stole at that time is only a very short part of it. At that time, several rubbings were saved to the present time. It is my family's treasure at the bottom of the box. There is no money in the world to buy them. Even if I make a fuss about it, the old man will never find them.
Several of us went back to the inner room. I asked the Royal League to pour a cup of tea for the old man and let him take it out. The golden tooth old man took out a piece of white paper from his arms and handed it to me with a little embarrassment. When I saw it, I got angry. Come on, it was still a copy.
"That's right. That baby can run around with it. It breaks in a fight." He said, still as a mysterious low voice: "If it weren't for my wide road, this thing would have gone abroad earlier and served the people, right?"
I laughed, "Look at you like that is not a fight, I think you dare not, this is a national treasure, your head does not want it!"
A word was exposed by me, the old man's face was green, but he asked for me, but also had to endure, said: "It can not be said that every line has every line of the road, think your old man when he was a Tufu in Changsha, that is prestigious..."
I put a finger on his nose and said, "Don't talk too much, and then mention my grandpa. You can take it back and watch it slowly by yourself!"
"Okay, let's stop. You can give me a quick look, so I can run faster."
When I unfolded the white paper, I could see from the layout that it was a well-preserved Warring States silk book, but it was not the one that my grandfather stole at that time. But when I looked at it carefully, I found that it was different from the real one. Since I promised to help others to see, but also do not want to perfunctory, reluctantly they come to me later trouble, I put this thing under the magnifying glass, carefully look at.
Looking at the time of a cigarette, I gradually got the bottom of my heart. I shook my head at my golden teeth with full hope and said, "Although the time is long from the printed lines, it should be the counterfeits of the later dynasties, that is to say, the antique counterfeits. This is an embarrassing thing of identity, you one." I can't see how bad things are copied. I can only guess that they were from the Han Dynasty. How to say, you said that they were fake or not, that they were true or not, that they were such things.
"Is that the one your grandfather stole?"
"To tell you the truth, my grandfather stole the copy he didn't come to and was cheated by the Yankee at a glance. I can't answer your question." I pretended to be sincere and sighed, thinking that if he knew that I had a rubbish in my hand, it would surely be circulated. It would be difficult to attract other people. Instead, I would fool him and let him go elsewhere to find his own way.
The old Golden Teeth looked at me trustfully and sighed, "That's unfortunate. I'm afraid it's hopeless not to look for the American."
"Why, why do you care so much about this volume?" I asked, this is too strange, this ancient book collection is based on fate, to find a set of 20 volumes of ancient books during the Warring States period, it is also too greedy.
"Brother, to tell you the truth, I'm not really upset. Look at my bones, that's a lot of trouble. But my friend is a real expert. I don't know what he's selling. In a word, we don't ask much about the family's reasons." He laughed, shook his head and sighed again: "That line, since you have this sentence, I also died in the heart, do not delay the little brother, first step."
After that, he stood up, gave me a punch, and left without turning his head back. I can't bear to see him go so disappointed, but it's absolutely impossible to do our business carelessly everywhere. The big thing about him is to spend more time. I'm relieved when I think about it.
At this time, I suddenly did not take the copy paper away. Maybe it was hit too hard just now. I picked it up and looked at the content. Suddenly, I found an interesting pattern. It was a fox-like face. Two eyes without pupils had a stereoscopic feeling. It was like I sucked out of the paper. With a cool breath, I just cared about judging his year, not carefully looking at the content, now it seems that this should also be a rare treasure, and when the old itch comes out, it is enough for me to make a few false rubbings with this copy.
I photographed it with a digital camera and took the paper head to the outside league. If the golden tooth came back later, it would be returned to him directly. He was reluctant to think that I was greedy for his cheapness.
My grandfather is a Tufuzi in Changsha, a burglar. It's not surprising that he went into this business. In the present words, it's hereditary. When my grandfather's wife was 13 years old, there was a drought in central China. In that time, when drought broke out, famine started and you could not buy anything to eat. At that time, there was nothing in the corner of Changsha, which was ancient. There were many tombs, so they ate three on the hill, three on the tomb, and the whole village fought upside down together. In those years, not many people died of hunger, but none of them died in that village. All of them depended on what they dug out to exchange food for foreigners.
Later, as time went on, there was a cultural accumulation of this thing. In my grandfather's generation, there were already some rules and regulations. There were two factions in the history of tomb theft: the north and the south. Tufuzi belonged to the South faction according to custom. They mainly depended on soil exploration to find ancient tombs. They used cones before the Republic of China and Luoyang shovels after the Republic of China to break a nose. In the Dingshen and Shallow Dynasties, Luoyang shovel was described in many places now. In fact, the Northern School did not need Luoyang shovel. They were skilled in the accurate judgment of the location and structure of the mausoleum, which is the so-called dragon-hunting point.
The Northern and Southern School is a major school of scholars and Mohists. It did not originally tie up with things on the rivers and lakes. Later, after several troubled times, more people left home halfway, and gradually brought these things to this line. My grandfather did not define himself before. Later, the disciples asked me, and realized that his practice could probably be returned to. Since its establishment, the two factions have been at odds. The Southern faction says that the Northern faction is unrealistic, that there are too many flowers and sausages, that there are so many places to steal a tomb, that if you go in and take something, you will go out and take shellfish. Bureaucracy also requires two buckles and one buckle. The Southern School has few rules and never shy away from the dead. The Northern School scolds the Southern School as a hypocrite, spoiling cultural relics, and not one of the fallen fights will not collapse. Even the dead will be pulled out and sold. The Southern School scolds the Northern School as a hypocrite. It is clear that it is a thief who has made himself look like something. Later, when the two groups stepped on the plates, they often fought for a fight to the point of fighting. There was even a fight over corpses in the west of Hunan. Finally, the two factions divided the Yangtze River. The northern faction was called the upside-down battle. The Southern faction was called the sand-cleaning or earth-cleaning. The Luoyang shovel was invented after it was divided, and the northern faction simply disdained to use it.
After liberation, the boundaries between the North and the South were not so obvious. My grandfather said that he was the South, but there were many old brothers in the North, and their children were even more confused, which need not be carefully studied.
My grandpa did not know any words and entered the literacy class after liberation. At that time, he could only clean up the sand, learn to check every word and toss him to death, but also because he had the culture, so that he could record some of his experiences. The third man in Changsha Boziling was my grandpa, and all these things were recorded word by word in his old book. In the notebook, my grandmother is a cultural person and a big lady. She is attracted by his stories. Finally, my grandfather came to Hangzhou and settled down here.
That note is my family heirloom. My grandpa's nose was completely discarded after that incident. Later, he trained a dog to sniff the earth and was nicknamed "Dog King". This is a real thing. Now Changsha has been a Tufu. The older generation all know this name.
As for how my grandpa survived later, my second uncle and my wife and grandpa finally did. My grandpa refused to tell me that, in my memory, I have not seen a one-eyed and one-armed grandpa. It is estimated that it is really bad luck. As soon as he mentioned this, my grandpa sighed and said, "I've never seen a single-eyed and one-armed grandpa." That's not a story children can hear." No matter how we ask, how coquettish, he would not reveal half a word. Finally, as we grow older, we gradually lose our childhood curiosity.
When closing that evening, I received a text message and opened it. It was from my uncle.
Sanshu was the only one in my family who was still engaged in grave robbery. In his early years, I heard that Congliang had been working for some time. Later, when his personality and leadership couldn't work together, he came out to make antiques. The third uncle often boasts that he started his career earlier than anyone else. At the age of six, he worked alone. At the age of ten, he has become a famous figure among the eight foreign factions. It can be said that he was born a grave robber.
However, the burglar has basically washed his hands and quit now. According to some of his fellows, he occasionally went to his grave to pick something up in the past few years. He has been idle for a few years and has been pouring his hands. It seems that he is too old to be convinced.
I opened his text message and thought he was going to ask me to have dinner. Every time I thought of it, I would say, "9 o'clock chicken eyes and yellow sand."
This is our secret message on this line. It means that when new goods arrived, I was asked to pick them out. Sanshu had a good relationship on the other side of Yongshan. There were many apprentices. Maybe some of them had another tomb, and things went to Hangzhou. I was thinking about whether to go or not, and then I received another one: "Dragon's back, come quickly."
Recently, I'm short of money, so it's better not to look at good things when I can't buy them. But when he says there is a dragon back, my eyes shine. This dragon back means baby. My uncle's eyes are surprisingly high. Even he thinks it's a good thing. I'm afraid it's really a rare thing. This opportunity is lost.
I made up my mind at the moment to close the shop and drive my broken Gold Cup car straight to my third uncle's place. When he got dirty, he was so busy that he might not be able to leave anything later. I felt a little anxious and stepped on the accelerator a few times before I knew it. As a result, I was stopped by a traffic policeman at an intersection. It's been a long time since the car came downstairs. As soon as I got out of the car, I listened to him shouting on it, "Smelly boy, tell you to hurry up, your mother's touch for half a day, and now there's a fart to use!"
I was already cold in my heart. When he said that, I knew something must have been sold. I leaned on him and said, "No, uncle three, good things are left to me. You sold too fast."
"Your mother knows it's a good thing, so she won't come quickly. Lao Tzu is the first one to inform you!"
I sighed and did not want to explain. At this time, a young man came out of his front door with a long camphorwood box on his back. The outside was covered with a strong cloth bag and only one side of the lid was exposed. I knew it was called a sword box. It was used for carrying a sword or a sword. It was very valuable if it was only a box. If there's a sword in it, it's astronomical.
I guess that's the back of the dragon's back. It means the thing on the young man's back. The third uncle nodded and made a helpless gesture.
At the moment, I feel very dull. I am preparing to go back on my way. My uncle asked me to wait. He said that there are still many people upstairs picking up things in his library and asking me to come up and collect money. I want to think that I have nothing to do in the evening, so I go up and join in the fun.
After dealing with the matter, he made half a glass of Wuliangye, accompanied him to drink, and told him that the old golden tooth came to spy on the matter today. I said it in the face of a joke. Unexpectedly, when he heard it, he snapped: "Golden tooth from Beijing, shout, this is really suicide on the bridge, don't jump into the river - hit the bridge (coincidence)."
As soon as I heard that he knew them, I asked him what was the matter. He said that in recent years, he had heard that several people were arrogant about golden thieves. One of the golden teeth in Beijing was specially responsible for selling goods to them. Recently, it seems that a treasure cave had been opened in Shanxi Province. It seems that a lot of treasures were poured out for them.
I thought the silk book might have come out of the tomb in Shanxi, so I printed out the things in the digital camera for him to see. Three uncles were full of empty faces and had entered the state. When they read the silk book, their faces suddenly changed.
"What's wrong?" I asked, "What's wrong with this thing?"
He frowned and said, "Ask your kid to learn more from me at ordinary times. You just don't listen to it. It can be seen from a clear-eyed person. It's a map."
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