gifted collector

Chapter 286 Qingyang Town

Qingyang Town is nearly 800 kilometers away from Ningdong City. It is a relatively remote place. The town is not big, with only about 4000 people. There is a two-way road leading to the town, which is paved with yellow mud. It is because it has been in disrepair for a long time, and a big hole will appear on the road from time to time. Maybe it is because it has rained not long ago, and there is still water in the relatively large hole, and even saw a cow drinking water in it.

On both sides of the road are paddy fields, with green rice growing in it, and the growth is good.

Driving in, Fang Ming quickly followed a group of children, many of whom were naked. After all, the village is remote, and motorcycles usually appear the most. When it comes to cool cars like Hummers, it is better. Less.

Slowly driving into the town, he found a restaurant next to the town government. After asking for a room, Fang Ming went downstairs, found a noodle shop nearby, asked for a bowl of noodles, and started eating.

"Boss, how is business?"

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Fang Ming was eating noodles alone in the noodle shop, so the boss simply sat down opposite Fang Ming.

"Do you smoke? Is the business okay? So-so, this is a small town, not as good as a big city."

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "I don't smoke. The town is small, and the level of consumption is also low. It's actually okay to come and go."

"That's true. In our town, pork and vegetables are raised and grown by nearby people, so the price is much lower. I heard from my son who lives in a big city that the things in the supermarket are very expensive. "

"Well. Yes, it's like this in the city. Things are not as fresh as here."

While eating the noodles, Fang Ming chattered with each other, and soon became familiar with each other.

"Boss, another bowl of noodles, no, two more bowls."

A bowl of noodles was quickly wiped out, driving all the way and eating dry food, Fang Ming was also starving.

Seeing Fang has such fighting power, the boss naturally smiled.

When the two big bowls of noodles were placed on the table, the boss became even more enthusiastic.

"Boss, I want to ask you something."

While waving his chopsticks and continuing to fight with the noodles in the bowl, Fang Ming "revealed" his true purpose.

"Tell me, I've been running a noodle shop in this town for 30 years, and I've heard a lot about coming and going, so just ask."

"Well, it's like this. I heard that something happened in the town a few years ago, and it was quite a big disturbance."

As soon as Fang Ming finished speaking, the boss picked up the conversation and said, "Isn't it about robbing and digging ancient tombs?"

"That's right, that's it."

The reason why Fang Ming chose this small town as his first stop, of course, was that he had done some research.

An incident happened in Qingyang Town three years ago. A villager accidentally dug up an ancient tomb while digging the ground. No one is an idiot these days. Well, the whole tomb was dug up after a violent digging: it turned out that it was not just a tomb, but a tomb group consisting of thirteen graves, and it was surprising that there was a large amount of porcelain buried in it.

This time people went crazy and dug harder.

The relevant departments dispatched staff immediately after receiving the news, but due to various reasons, coupled with the huge temptation of interests, the people around clashed with the relevant departments, and finally even died.This is really a big mess.

After attracting the attention of the higher-ups, they immediately dispatched more powerful people to take over the matter. The site was immediately blocked, and no one could go in to dig in, and a large-scale investigation was carried out. In the end, it was said that the lost antiques The porcelain was all recovered, and three people were sentenced for stealing and selling cultural relics, and one was even sentenced to life.

Fang Ming came here just to see what happened back then, and he believed that even if he said that all the antiques were recovered back then, he believed that some of them must have been lost outside, so he came here just to see what happened. It is not possible to come across.

Of course, he also knows that it is not easy to accomplish this matter, and now he is just inquiring about the news. Of course, what is more important is that he wants to release the news through the noodle shop owner.The owner of the noodle shop has been here for so many years, and he has seen a lot of third-rate and nine-educated people. If I ask him about this matter, maybe someone who cares about me will notice me—of course, the premise is that there are people who care about me. .

"This incident was a big one back then. People died and people were sentenced... Hey, but also because of this incident, there are shops selling antiques in our town."

"Oh? Really? Where?"

Although Fang Ming checked some information before coming here, he was not so careful after all. When he heard that there was an antique shop in the town, he immediately became interested.

An antique shop might sound like a no-brainer, but it really isn't. "A row makes a market" is an unspoken rule of doing business, which means that if there are a lot of shops in a certain place, then you open the same shop in this place. On the surface, it seems that there are many people competing, but In fact, because there are many stores of the same type and they are well-known, there are also many people who come to buy things. Anyway, it is more conducive to doing business.

The same goes for antique shops, even more so.In addition, because antiques are all played by rich people, generally speaking, they will not appear in places that are not economically developed.

Qingyang Town is just a small town, yet there are antique shops, which is very interesting.

After taking a look at Fang Ming, the boss suddenly laughed and said, "Are you playing with that collection?"

Fang Ming didn't deny it either, nodded and said, "Yes."

When the boss heard that Fang Ming had admitted it, he immediately became proud and said, "People like you come to Qingyang Town several times a month, and we see many of them."

"Tell me, why is there an antique shop here?"

The boss curled his lips and said, "What's so strange? After what happened three years ago, although it was said that the lost antiques were all recovered by the country, who would believe it? So some people came here Try your luck and see if you can buy antiques, if there are more people coming, some smart people will open a shop here."

Fang Ming laughed, thinking that this is really the case.

If someone wants to buy something, someone will sell it. It is estimated that there are many people like myself who believe that there are still antiques out there, so they all come to find treasures. Some people notice this situation and open a shop to start a business. Seeing such a shop , People will always have a hint in their hearts that what is sold in this store is most likely the batch of antiques that were lost back then!
Of course, it goes without saying that the antiques in this store are basically fake, or that they were not lost from the tombs at all.

After talking nonsense with the boss for over an hour, Fang Ming paid the money and left when he found that he couldn't ask any more questions.

He didn't go back to the hotel right away, but walked slowly along the road in the town.

The town is really not big, and because it is relatively late now, there are not many people on the street, but occasionally you can see some young people walking by in groups, or you can see it at some food stalls on the street Most of them are eighteen or nineteen or twenty years old.

As for the buildings along the street, most of them are small buildings with two floors and no more than five floors at most, and they are all old for some years. There are often shops along the street on the first floor, but they are basically closed, but there are some 24 The small convenience store in the hour is still open, but there are not many people shopping. Occasionally, they only buy cigarettes or drinks.

Thirsty after walking, Fang Ming simply went in and bought a bottle of Coke, and found that it was one dollar cheaper than Ningdong City, Guizhou.Shaking his head, Fang Ming didn't have any reason. This is normal in a small place. This is entirely because there is less competition, and the place is relatively remote. It is not easy to purchase goods, and the cost is relatively high, so the price will be increased.This is the same as when I was in the village.

"Snapped!"

He opened the Coke and took a sip. What Fang Ming was satisfied with was that the refrigerator was fully opened, so the taste was quite good.In fact, the most annoying thing about drinking Coke is that the temperature of the refrigerator is not low enough, there is only a little bit of ice, and drinking like that is meaningless.

While drinking Coke, he continued to walk forward. As the time got later and later, there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and he didn't even see one for a while.

Fang Ming even met a few thugs with yellow hair. At the beginning, those thugs wanted to come over, but they gave up immediately after seeing Fang Ming's body and bulging arms.Although these little gangsters on the street are not popular, they are often around so they still have good eyesight. Although people like Fang Ming can be seen as foreigners, they are definitely not easy to mess with.

After laughing, Fang Ming didn't care, and turned to another more remote road: he had encountered such things a lot.When he was in the village, although he was usually an obedient and good student, he spent a lot of time fighting in the streets and alleys, and even did things like asking people for cigarette money. Naturally, he knew how to deal with such a situation. people.

Small streets can no longer even be called small streets, but alleys.The small alley is only as wide as a driveway, and there are one-story bungalow-style buildings on both sides. Under the dim streetlights, you can see that the walls are already covered with moss—some of them are still black after being dried by the sun. .

This small alley was inquired from the boss when I was eating noodles before, and it is the place where the antique shop opened.After counting, I found that there were only two pitiful ones, and the storefront seemed to be only about ten square meters and no more than twenty square meters at most.

It was already late at this time, and the store was closed long ago, but Fang Ming came here just to find out where it was.

"Come and see tomorrow."

After making up his mind, Fang Ming turned around and walked back. After driving for a day, it would be better to rest earlier.

(End of this chapter)