My pure young lady

We are all very involved in listening to it. In fact, those years were also the most painful years in China. It's not easy to say in a few words.

Liao Fengyue told many wonderful stories about his past. He said that there were no fake antiques in the 1950s and 1960s, and there were good things on the stalls, but no one liked them at that time, and he didn't spend money to buy them. It didn't feel very useful.

At that time, some people would rather spend more than 1000 yuan on an imported color TV set than antiques. You know, at that time, more than 1000 yuan was enough to buy a house. Just think about it, how much would the house be worth now?

And he found a new way to buy, and finally saved this powerful family property.

It can be concluded that people who do great things are different from ordinary people. They go against the wind and seek wealth in danger.

"Well?" Just as you appreciate it carefully, Jiang Chen suddenly sees a broken picture.

Jiang Chen is busy walking past.

"Good thing!" Qin Cang was suddenly shocked“ This thing is much older than anything else here. It seems to have something to do with the remnant picture you got from the female tomb owner last time! "

"Oh?" Jiang Chen was stunned. The remnant picture is only the size of a palm, and the rules are extremely uneven, but it's covered with dense lines and colors. The green mountains and green waters are winding around. It feels very complicated and ancient.

"Brother, do you like this?" Liao Fengyue asked.

"It's like an old map, but it's badly damaged." Lu Shitong looked closer and said.

"Grandfather Liao, do you remember where you got this picture?" Jiang Chen asked.

"I think about it, it's too old..." Liao Fengyue recalled that year.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "I have a vague impression that I found it at a roadside stall in Beijing's Bada Hutong. The stall was set up by a poor scholar who was starving to death. In order to change the stuttering, I put all the things handed down from my ancestors on sale. I saw that they were all good things. No one wanted to buy them, so I spent 100 yuan to wrap them up, Later, when I sorted out this picture, I thought it was like shoes. I almost threw it away, but I still stayed. "

"Grandfather Liao, fortunately you didn't throw it. Maybe it's a treasure!" Jiang Chen excited way.

Jiang Chen is speechless, thinking of the few months in those years, he is just picking up treasures everywhere. Although the 100 yuan in those years is not comparable now, it is also a big profit!

Thinking that if Liao Fengyue threw this away as garbage, it must no longer exist. This must be the remnant of the treasure map given to him by the female tomb owner.

"You like it. Anyway, it's useless for me. This is a remnant picture. If you're lucky, you may find something else." Said Liao Fengyue.

"Well, I think so, too." Jiang Chen nodded.

"What is the appearance of shoes?" At this time, Lu Shitong asked.

"Shitong, you children don't know that the shoes look like the sole mold, according to the Na sole." Lu rouhu said“ When I was a kid, I used to wear soles every day. "

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"No wonder you look like a woman, but it sounds like fun. Next time you teach me to do it." Lu Shitong looked at Lu rouhu and said.

"Well, I'll teach you when I get home. I'm the best at knitting with sole." Lu rouhu said excitedly.

"Er..." Jiang Chen was speechless.

"I'll give it to you, brother." Liao Fengyue then uses fingerprint and face scanning, the program is complex, finally opened the crystal box, took out the residual picture.

Thank you very much Jiang Chen took it and carefully put it away.

"In front is the painting and calligraphy hall. Mr. XuanZhen's paintings are over there, too. Let's go." Liao Fengyue said.

Then the group went over again.

There are many famous paintings here, such as Tang Bohu, Wu Daozi, Wang Yangming and so on. Many of them are national treasures

"Well? Isn't this the Qingming Shangke picture? " Jiang Chen was surprised to see the long scroll.

"Yes, it's the true work of Zhang Zeduan. All the so-called true works in other places are fake." The little breeze moon excites a way.

"I see!" Jiang Chen nods clearly, thinking that this is priceless.

Other people also sigh incomparably, scrutinizes carefully.

Looking at it for a while, Liao Fengyue brings Jiang Chen to Mr. XuanZhen's painting. There are three paintings in total. It is obvious that Mr. XuanZhen's paintings are very few, and even Liao Fengyue is rare.

The three paintings are Qingyuan, qiuse and Xiaoxiang.

The artistic conception of the painting is so high that it seems that people are personally on the scene. They really want to see the people in the painting.

It's a pity that Jiang Chen can't find the clue about Mr. XuanZhen himself, so he is very lost.

"Well, it's really a wizard!" Jiang Chen praised“ Well, it's time to treat uncle Liao and little tiger. "

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"Great, I'm in a hurry!" Liaozhaixin, who had been following him all along, was excited to hear that.

"Well, let's go! Woo Hoo Lu rouhu is also very excited.

Said a group of people out of the "Museum" came to the room, Jiang Chen began to treat them.

Treatment is not difficult, just dredge their respective channels, supplemented by drug treatment, it can be. But the two old guys still let Jiang Chen sweat, and finally get it.

Having dinner together here, Jiang Chen goes back with Yang Jie.

On the way, Yang Jie's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Yang Jie is connected: "Hello, dead Shan Shan, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, are you cheating on my nephew?" That river rain Shan Jiao hums a way.

"Ah? If you want to die, who is bumping? I think you want to bump with Jiang Chen? " Yang jiejiao said angrily.

"Ah? Screw you, how can I do that! " Jiang Yushan is shy“ Hum, you can enjoy the photos I took last time in Gobi. Come here quickly

"Gobi photos? okay! You always show off your photography skills, so I'll see what you do? " Yang Jie said“ Wait for me

Jiang Chen is speechless. Jiang Yushan has a good idea. Last time she went to take photos alone, but that she and Guan Xiaoyue happened to pass by the motel, she would have been tied up as a slave by the gangster.

Jiang Chen knows that Yang Jie must have played with Guan Xiaoyue for a few days and bought her a luxury car. She went back to the sect.

To tell you the truth, Jiang Chen feels very sorry for Guan Xiaoyue. Although she has a big red envelope, it's not worth the money to save her life. Moreover, in the motel, people pucker up and wait for you, but you don't do anything to them, which makes her hurt. However, Jiang Chen will make up for it later.

"Jiang Chen, go to your aunt's house." Yang Jie said.

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"I'm not going!" Jiang Chen hums coldly. Thinking of the Dajiang family, he was still very angry, because up to now he had not found out who abandoned him.