Red Merry

('After the "reunion" dinner, the three of Xiaowan went to school. Xue Xiang moved the bought food and dishes to the kitchen and put them away. About three catties were killed. Xue Xiang made himself a cup of tea, leaned on the sofa, put his legs on the table for eating, and began to think about the way out for the future. He didn't know where to go in the future. The ambition of the world, but he doesn't know where to settle down, so let's take it slowly.

Xue Xiang suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and he decided to focus on the most important thing at the moment--eating. In the final analysis, it was still a matter of money.Although he "robbed" a group of speeding gangs and seized more than [-] yuan, it took more than half of the time to get it right. Counting his original [-] yuan, he still has a hundred yuan, and then he will give three The younger brothers and sisters bought everything to eat, drink and wear, and they couldn't last for a few days.Although the Revolutionary Committee will give them living expenses for their brothers and sisters every month, the four of them add up to about [-] yuan. It is no problem to rely on this money to eat, but it is a big problem to maintain the life in his mind. Xue Xiang does not want to let The whole family joins the gang of beggars collectively.He didn't intend to live a life of scrambling at all. He had decades more experience than today's people. If he couldn't even support his younger siblings, he might as well find a piece of tofu and beat him to death.

There are very few ways to make money these days, and it is impossible to rely on the commercial means of later generations. The old lady has to go to the buying station to sell eggs, and she can only raise a few chickens, and only saves about [-] eggs a month.Continuing to rob the Speeding Party is quick money, but he is not a fool, he bumps into you all day long, so he can't go out of his way to catch you.

Xue Xiangsi couldn't think of a way to think about it, and he had a headache. He kicked on the edge of the table suddenly, and the table fell to the ground with a bang. Xue Xiang hurriedly got up to help it. It will be troublesome to eat after it is broken.Xue Xiang gently lifted it up with his hand, but he didn't lift it. He increased his strength to lift the case.Xue Xiang was a little curious, holding a corner of the table with his left hand and lifting it up, weighing about 200 catties in his hand.What kind of wood is so heavy?Only then did Xue Xiang take a closer look at the note.The table is about [-] centimeters long and about ten centimeters wide. Its surface and four legs are painted yellow, with no texture visible.Xue Xiang turned the table over and looked at the back of the case. He saw that the color was purple-black, and the texture was extremely long, in the shape of strands of twisted silk, very similar to the hair on the back of a cow. He was very close and could faintly smell it. A fragrance.Isn't this the famous red sandalwood in later generations?Xue Xiang was ecstatic.

Although Xue Xiang in his previous life was not a professional in antique collection and identification, he was also an avid collector. At that time, he never missed a single episode of the popular CCTV program "Treasure Hunt".Xue Xiang loves red sandalwood even more. Of course he knows the basic characteristics of rosewood, and he has [-]% certainty that this is a red sandalwood case.If it is a cultural play such as porcelain, calligraphy and painting, Xue Xiang may not be sure. The techniques of making old and counterfeiting those types of antiques have already gone through thousands of years and reached the peak level. Even the Forbidden City Museum in later generations has collected fakes.But red sandalwood is a kind of wood, the texture and color can basically be distinguished at a glance, and its weight is basically unmistakable.What's more, this case is painted with yellow paint, which is obviously intended to cover up its true colors, and fakes wouldn't be so painstaking.Xue Xiang carefully scraped off a small piece of paint on the table leg, and the exposed part showed a satin-like luster, which was undoubtedly rosewood.

Red sandalwood is one of the most precious woods in the world. It is hard and dense in texture, extremely heavy, and sinks in water. It is the top wood for making furniture. It is exclusively used by royals and nobles.Rosewood is difficult to grow, usually only about fifteen centimeters in diameter, no matter how thick it is, and the trunk is rarely twisted and straight, with many holes, making it extremely difficult to grow, so there are very few red sandalwood utensils the size of this table.Hu Xueyan, a famous red-top businessman in the late Qing Dynasty, collected a huge bill case and loved it like a treasure.Later, this piece of case changed hands several times for a hundred years, and finally entered the Ouchi in 2000, where it became an imperial treasure for displaying the handwriting of giants.

Although the red sandalwood is precious at this time, it is far from reaching the point where an inch of sandalwood is an inch of gold in later generations. Xue Xiang knows how terrifying the price of red sandalwood will be in the future. Compared with the present, the value will increase by more than ten thousand times.Xue Xiang never thought of selling this red sandalwood case. First, he loves red sandalwood very much. He never owned it in his previous life, so how could he be willing to let it go in this life?

Although it is not allowed to engage in private business at this time, it does not prohibit you from pawning the things in your own home. As long as you bring your account book, you can go to the entrusted office to handle transactions.Xue Xiang's plan is to "enter the village quietly, don't shoot guns", go to various small alleys and villages on the outskirts of the city to dig out old houses, buy them back at a low price, and distribute them to various commissions in the capital for sale.Although there are suspicions of speculation, as long as you are a little careful, the possibility of trouble is still very low

When Xue Xiang thought of reselling antiques, he also thought of another thing.

That was eight years ago. The catastrophe had just reached its climax, and the young generals in the capital ransacked their homes and arrested people. At that time, his uncle had not been attacked, and Xue Dangkou, the eldest brother of the uncle's family, was also the leader of a certain rebel team.Eight-year-old Xue Xiang saw them making a fuss, and he followed Xue Dangkou around all day long. When Xue Dangkou ransacked his house and arrested people, he waved his flag and shouted.

At that time, it was copied to the home of a university professor. The old professor was over 70 years old, had no children, and only had a room full of books.Until now, Xue Xiang is still impressed. Walking into his house is like walking into a mountain of paper and a sea of ​​books. The house is extremely simple, with no kitchen, no bedroom, and only a small bathroom. The bookshelves are full, and the bookshelves are full of books.A small bed was placed in the middle of the bookshelf, and he seemed to be sleeping in the ocean of books.When he ransacked his house, Xue Dangkou's team was mobilized, and a dozen people came rushing forward with seven or eight small carts.The old professor tried his best not to copy the books, but he was no match for more than a dozen "revolutionary young generals", and he was punished and couldn't get up after a while.Finally, a big black wooden box was found under his bed, with a big iron lock hanging on the box. At that time, more than a dozen people were happy, there must be goods in it, and they yelled at the old man to hand over the key, but the old professor refused to do so. .Xue Dangkou didn't talk nonsense with him, and smashed the iron lock away with an axe. As soon as the iron lock was chopped off, the old professor passed out.More than a dozen people hurried forward, wanting to see how much gold and silver treasures the old man had hidden. When they opened the box, everyone was dumbfounded. There were two porcelain vases, a painting, a few books, and other Outside, nothing.Everyone felt that they had been tricked by the old man and lost their place. They clamored to bury these remnants of the bourgeoisie together with those decayed and outdated books.Mass graves are full of pits, surrounded by open space, which is convenient for burying corpses and burning "stolen goods" (don't worry about fires), which is a good place to bury "rotten".

There was a strong wind that day, and the weather was dark and cloudy. Tens of thousands of books were piled up into a hill, which could not be finished burning in a short while. A boy in his teens was watching the fire, and Xue Xiang and the two were a little tired from standing, dragging the black box copied from the old professor's house and sitting back to back.The raging fire from the strong wind burned half of the sky red, and the sky became more and more gloomy. The dark clouds were extremely low, as if they were about to fall.After a while, the book was almost burned, and only a small fire remained. The two got up and lifted the box under their buttocks and pushed it into the fire.At this moment, there was a torrential rain, and the fire was instantly extinguished.On June day, the child's face, the heavy rain came and went quickly, and the rain stopped before Xue Xiang and the two found a shelter from the rain.The two approached the fire and saw that the box was only burnt on the surface. The two were already annoyed by the rain and hurried home to change their clothes.I found a deep hole nearby, pushed the box in casually, pushed a little floating soil with my feet and buried it hastily.Afterwards, within a few days, Xue Xiang heard that the old professor had died and was buried in the mass grave where they burned books.Later I heard from Xue Dangkou that he taught history at Beijing University, he was an old diehard, and he never repented. He hanged himself at home the day they finished raiding the house.

The dusty memories aroused Xue Xiang's curiosity. He vaguely felt that the things in the black box must be not simple, so he decided to visit the mass grave tonight.

Xue Xiang raised his hand to check the time. It was already past nine o'clock. He got up and tidied up the main room, and moved the red sandalwood table into his room.Such a precious object, how could Xue Xiang be willing to use it as a dining table? It ended up like a tiger leather wallet, and he collected it.

The red sandalwood table has ended its history as a dining table, but a new problem has arisen, what to do with meals in the future.Easy!The great leader taught us that we can do it ourselves and have enough food and clothing. Xue Xiang decided to build a dining table by himself.As soon as he said it, Xue Xiang found a hammer and nails, as well as a few planks and slats from the side room where the groceries were piled up, and they clanged and knocked. After working for a long time, a brand new parallelogram square table was born.Xue Xiang's newly made square table had four legs tilted in one direction, and it couldn't stand at all. When people let go, the table collapsed.It seems that there is always a gap between theory and practice. If you do it yourself, you may be short of food and clothing. Xue Xiang laughed at himself.

Xue Xiang was worrying about the newly made disability table, and Lei Xiaotian and the six of them came together.

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