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The song tomb that Lao Xue said is actually the Jin Song of later generations.
But at this time, Jinsong is not called Jinsong, so it is called Jiasong grave. In fact, on the map of Yanjing city in the early 20th century, this place was also called Jiasong grave.
It turned out that Prince Haug of suwu, the founding hero of the Qing Dynasty, that is, Prince Haug of suwu, one of the eight hereditary families in the early Qing Dynasty, was buried in this place after his death, because there were six ancient dragon pines in his cemetery, and his curved trunk was supported by wooden frames. In those days, it was a very famous scene in Yanjing city.
But before and after liberation, the six ancient pines died or were cut down, and this very famous scenic spot slowly declined. Although it was changed into "Jinsong" in the 1980s, the old residents living around here are still used to calling it Jiasong grave.
The waste collection station from Lao Xue's house to Jinsong's is not too far, that is, sanlidi at most. Lao Xue rode on three wheels with Yang Jing. They didn't use ten minutes, so they came to the waste purchase station.
At this point, people haven't opened the door yet. Lao Xue smashed the door and caused the dog inside to "bark", which made the boss of the waste purchase station get up and open the door reluctantly.
The boss of the waste collection station was woken up so early. He was obviously angry to get up, but Lao Xue obviously knew the man very well and laughed. Yang Jing and them were welcomed in.
The scale of this waste collection station is not small. It should be transformed after the wall of a quadrangle was demolished.
The owner of the waste station lives in the north house. In the south of the north house, there is an open space of thousands of square meters, surrounded by several simple shacks.
The open space is full of all kinds of sundries, mainly scrap iron, waste plastic cloth and other messy things. Although the shacks have doors, you can see a lot of things stacked inside through the cracks in the walls of the shacks.
Lao Xue followed the boss of the waste station into the north house. He didn't know what he was muttering inside. The boss immediately came out with the key, opened a shack close to the north house and said, "those things are in here. Take your time and don't mess it up for me. I have to go back to make up for my sleep. When I pick them, I'll do it."
The owner of the waste station said this, yawned and went back to the house. Lao Xue waved to Yang Jing, and the two went into the shack.
After a while, Yang Jing couldn't help shouting.
There's no way. Although this shack looks shabby, none of these things in it is simple. Rao Shiyang Jing is usually calm enough. When he sees these things inside, he can't help it anymore.
The things in the shack were not placed neatly, piles by piles, but among these piles of paper products, Yang Jing saw a large number of oil paintings, hand-painted maps, photo negatives, manuscripts and documents in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, and even Yang Jing found hundreds of Steles in the Ming and Qing Dynasty
"Shit, this is Zhou Xiang's oil painting..."
"Oh, Hello, this is the Tibetan map painted by Nian gengyao?"
"God, this is a black-and-white photo of Puyi when he ascended the throne?"
"My God, is this a letter from Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang?"
"Is this the monument of Yu Qian in the Ming Dynasty?"
......
Almost every minute or two, Yang Jing feels her little heart pumping. Where is this sister's shack? It's a small literature museum in the Ming Qing Republic era!
At this time, Yang Jing felt as if she had become a little mouse who accidentally broke into the rice warehouse. There were all delicious food in front of her
Although Yang Jing can't see what she looks like without a mirror, Yang Jing dares to bet that her eyes are definitely red, her whole body is definitely shaking up and down, and her hands are definitely shaking.
If not, why is brother Xue Renfa next to him always ready to call people?
"Brother, are you okay? Why don't you go out and wake up first? You look so scary!" for a long time, Lao Xue dared to whisper to Yang Jing. Just now he really didn't dare to say a word, for fear of frightening the young man out of trouble.
As for? It's just a pile of junk! Why are you so excited? I know you're excited. I don't know you think you're crazy.
Why don't you bring such a scary one?
"Brother, if you want these rags, let's take them away. That's a word. Don't make any disease, brother. I can't afford it..."
Lao Xue said two words in a row, which woke Yang Jing up from the surprise.
Shaking her head, Yang Jing said to Lao Xue apologetically, "elder brother, I'm really sorry, mainly because I like these things so much, so... You know, it's impolite."
Old Xue waved his hands and said, "Oh, brother, you're fine. Your strength just now really scared me to death. I'm afraid you'll have something wrong again. My brother can't afford this wealth."
Yang Jing shook her head with a smile and said, "brother, let's not choose. All the things in this shack are taken away! Go and ask the boss to prepare more kraft paper or waste newspapers. These things need to be carefully wrapped."
Old Xue nodded, opened the door of the shack and quickly walked out. After a while, old Xue came in with a pile of kraft paper, and the boss came in with some hemp rope in his hand.
"Old Xue, don't tease me. Are you sure you want all these things?"
"You think I'm teasing you? Who wants to tease you in this cold day? Help, wrap these things in bundles, bundle them, and weigh them."
"Then, at yesterday's price?"
"Nonsense, if you dare to raise money, be careful, brother. I really don't want you."
"Well, please! I'll do this job!" the boss asked for all the hundreds of kilograms of rags, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately. He started to fight immediately.
Lao Xue and the boss of the waste station were busy there. Yang Jing didn't know what to do for a while. He is still the same as in his dream. He always heard that someone bought a lot of precious manuscripts and documents at a ragged price. As a result, those things have become priceless treasures in the future.
Those stories as if they were legends, those things that they could only listen to and secretly envy, now they happen in front of us. Yang Jing is really in a trance.
......
The three people were busy from seven o'clock to more than ten o'clock. Only then did they pack all the materials in the shack and weigh them.
A total of 580 Jin!
This number once again made Yang Jing's small heart pumping wildly. Although some of them are not precious documents, they can form a complete system.
For example, Yang Jing found thousands of black-and-white photos in this pile of data. Some photos can't even be seen clearly, but these photos faithfully record a series of important events in China from the second Opium War to the founding of the people's Republic of China.
Even the precious photos of the Eight Power Allied forces destroying the Old Summer Palace and occupying Jinmen can be found here.
Although these photos record the humiliation history of China in that dark stage, aren't they always reminding future generations to work hard and strive to make the Chinese nation stand on the top of the world nation again?
Therefore, although the humanistic treasures contained in these photos are not many, they are an integral part of the whole modern history of China, which is absolutely of great help to the study of modern history of our country.
Unfortunately, I don't know that it was the guy who let such precious documents and materials flow to the waste collection station!
Fortunately, I Yang Jing caught up. Let me Yang Jing protect these precious materials!
When I went back, Lao Xue's three wheels couldn't be pulled by one car. The boss of the waste station called a yellow faced one from the outside, connected with Lao Xue's three wheels and pulled it away at one time.
After unloading these materials at home, it was already more than 11 o'clock, and the ghost market had long dispersed.
But Yang Jing doesn't regret it. Even if you stay in the ghost market all the way, you will never have such a huge harvest. Besides, the humanistic treasure contained in these documents has gone far beyond Yang Jing's imagination.
Originally, Yang Jing wanted to take advantage of this time travel to find more antiques, and then make a good supplement to the holy ring. As a result, other babies didn't find a few, but a lot of more important documents and materials.
The value of these documents should be put aside first. The humanistic treasure contained in those manuscripts alone is enough to increase the humanistic treasure content of the holy ring by more than ten times!
These precious cultural treasures are Yang Jing's greatest harvest.
"I said Lao Xue, your stall is still in the market. Can you not go for such a long time?" Yang Jing and Lao Xue gathered together to wash their hands. Yang Jing asked Lao Xue.
"It's all right! Next to my stall is an old man of mine. He knows I often go out to collect goods, so he used to take care of the stall for me. I have no problem collecting the stall in the afternoon."
Yang Jing smiled and shook off the water on her hand. Then she said, "since you don't have to take care of your stall, let's find a restaurant for a drink at noon. Ask your sister-in-law to go together. If it weren't for you this morning, I wouldn't have received so much information, so we must have a meal."
Although Lao Xue's mouth was broken, he was definitely not a grinding man. As soon as he heard this, he thought a little and agreed happily.
As a result, when Yang Jing went out, she found that Lao Xue's daughter-in-law didn't come with her.
"I said brother Xue, why don't you greet your sister-in-law?"
"Why are you following us to the table? Besides, she has to look after the house at home. We'll bring her some when we're full." seeing Yang Jing, Lao Xue immediately took Yang Jing outside and said as he walked: "You can't leave home at noon. During this time, this area is under development. Although it is still a little far from our home, there are more and more foreign people in this area, and the public security in this area is getting worse and worse. Just now we pulled this and that from the outside. I don't know how many people see it. In case we catch up with someone who has a mind, take advantage of us The door has taken out the house for dinner. Who shall we talk to? Therefore, we must keep people at home. "
This is very reasonable. In recent years, with the faster and faster development of Yanjing, more and more outsiders have poured into Yanjing. In addition, there are more and more local laid-off workers. The public security in recent years is really not very good. Otherwise, the country would not launch a national "strike hard action" again two years later, that is, in 1996, in order to crack down on this increasingly rampant criminal element.
Yang Jing nodded silently without refuting Lao Xue.
Lao Xue rode three wheels with Yang Jing, three turns and two turns, and then turned to the door of a hotel. After getting off the bus, Lao Xue said, "brother Yang, although this restaurant is not impressive, the instant boiled mutton inside is very authentic. The owner of this restaurant is a serious child of the eight banners. It seems that he is still inlaid with yellow flags. Therefore, the owner is very good at instant boiled mutton and ensures that it doesn't taste worse than DongLaiShun."
It's freezing. I've been busy since the early morning, and I've been busy until now. It's definitely a great enjoyment to have a warm and lively instant boiled mutton.
"OK! Since you say it's good here, let's eat here!" Yang Jing was also hungry and immediately agreed.
When the heavy cotton curtain was pushed open, a hot air mixed with strong mutton smell suddenly came to my face. The small hall was full of people.
"Lao Bao, is there room?" after entering the room, Lao Xue shouted at the counter. A big man suddenly looked up and greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Yo, it's brother Xue. Yes, there's a place. How many of you?"
"Just the two of us. This is my good brother from afar. You have to show your skills today."
"Don't worry, brother Xue, don't you know my craft? Come on, please. There's still a small single room available inside."
Yang Jing and Lao Xue followed the old bag inside. When they passed the counter, Yang Jing looked up and saw that there was Maotai on the wine shelf inside the counter. They subconsciously asked, "boss, are you really Maotai?"
Yang Jing regretted this as soon as he said it. It's all the evil done by those rampant fake wines in later generations. The Maotai of later generations flies all over the sky. Who knows whether it's true or false. However, in this era, fake Maotai may really exist, but it will never fly all over the world to future generations.
The boss was stunned, his face changed, then forced out a smile and said, "look what you said, although our shop is small, all the things I sell here are real. We don't sell fake goods here."
Yang Jing said apologetically, "sorry, boss, it's mainly fake wine. There are many fake Maotai in our hometown, so I asked subconsciously. Since you can guarantee that it's real wine, give me two bottles later!"
When the boss heard this, his face showed a sincere smile. These days, nine out of ten people who come to eat in a fly restaurant like him drink Erguotou, either red two or ox two. As a result, the owner opens his mouth with two bottles of Maotai. This is a big customer
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The song tomb that Lao Xue said is actually the Jin Song of later generations.
But at this time, Jinsong is not called Jinsong, so it is called Jiasong grave. In fact, on the map of Yanjing city in the early 20th century, this place was also called Jiasong grave.
It turned out that Prince Haug of suwu, the founding hero of the Qing Dynasty, that is, Prince Haug of suwu, one of the eight hereditary families in the early Qing Dynasty, was buried in this place after his death, because there were six ancient dragon pines in his cemetery, and his curved trunk was supported by wooden frames. In those days, it was a very famous scene in Yanjing city.
But before and after liberation, the six ancient pines died or were cut down, and this very famous scenic spot slowly declined. Although it was changed into "Jinsong" in the 1980s, the old residents living around here are still used to calling it Jiasong grave.
The waste collection station from Lao Xue's house to Jinsong's is not too far, that is, sanlidi at most. Lao Xue rode on three wheels with Yang Jing. They didn't use ten minutes, so they came to the waste purchase station.
At this point, people haven't opened the door yet. Lao Xue smashed the door and caused the dog inside to "bark", which made the boss of the waste purchase station get up and open the door reluctantly.
The boss of the waste collection station was woken up so early. He was obviously angry to get up, but Lao Xue obviously knew the man very well and laughed. Yang Jing and them were welcomed in.
The scale of this waste collection station is not small. It should be transformed after the wall of a quadrangle was demolished.
The owner of the waste station lives in the north house. In the south of the north house, there is an open space of thousands of square meters, surrounded by several simple shacks.
The open space is full of all kinds of sundries, mainly scrap iron, waste plastic cloth and other messy things. Although the shacks have doors, you can see a lot of things stacked inside through the cracks in the walls of the shacks.
Lao Xue followed the boss of the waste station into the north house. He didn't know what he was muttering inside. The boss immediately came out with the key, opened a shack close to the north house and said, "those things are in here. Take your time and don't mess it up for me. I have to go back to make up for my sleep. When I pick them, I'll do it."
The owner of the waste station said this, yawned and went back to the house. Lao Xue waved to Yang Jing, and the two went into the shack.
After a while, Yang Jing couldn't help shouting.
There's no way. Although this shack looks shabby, none of these things in it is simple. Rao Shiyang Jing is usually calm enough. When he sees these things inside, he can't help it anymore.
The things in the shack were not placed neatly, piles by piles, but among these piles of paper products, Yang Jing saw a large number of oil paintings, hand-painted maps, photo negatives, manuscripts and documents in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, and even Yang Jing found hundreds of Steles in the Ming and Qing Dynasty
"Shit, this is Zhou Xiang's oil painting..."
"Oh, Hello, this is the Tibetan map painted by Nian gengyao?"
"God, this is a black-and-white photo of Puyi when he ascended the throne?"
"My God, is this a letter from Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang?"
"Is this the monument of Yu Qian in the Ming Dynasty?"
......
Almost every minute or two, Yang Jing feels her little heart pumping. Where is this sister's shack? It's a small literature museum in the Ming Qing Republic era!
At this time, Yang Jing felt as if she had become a little mouse who accidentally broke into the rice warehouse. There were all delicious food in front of her
Although Yang Jing can't see what she looks like without a mirror, Yang Jing dares to bet that her eyes are definitely red, her whole body is definitely shaking up and down, and her hands are definitely shaking.
If not, why is brother Xue Renfa next to him always ready to call people?
"Brother, are you okay? Why don't you go out and wake up first? You look so scary!" for a long time, Lao Xue dared to whisper to Yang Jing. Just now he really didn't dare to say a word, for fear of frightening the young man out of trouble.
As for? It's just a pile of junk! Why are you so excited? I know you're excited. I don't know you think you're crazy.
Why don't you bring such a scary one?
"Brother, if you want these rags, let's take them away. That's a word. Don't make any disease, brother. I can't afford it..."
Lao Xue said two words in a row, which woke Yang Jing up from the surprise.
Shaking her head, Yang Jing said to Lao Xue apologetically, "elder brother, I'm really sorry, mainly because I like these things so much, so... You know, it's impolite."
Old Xue waved his hands and said, "Oh, brother, you're fine. Your strength just now really scared me to death. I'm afraid you'll have something wrong again. My brother can't afford this wealth."
Yang Jing shook her head with a smile and said, "brother, let's not choose. All the things in this shack are taken away! Go and ask the boss to prepare more kraft paper or waste newspapers. These things need to be carefully wrapped."
Old Xue nodded, opened the door of the shack and quickly walked out. After a while, old Xue came in with a pile of kraft paper, and the boss came in with some hemp rope in his hand.
"Old Xue, don't tease me. Are you sure you want all these things?"
"You think I'm teasing you? Who wants to tease you in this cold day? Help, wrap these things in bundles, bundle them, and weigh them."
"Then, at yesterday's price?"
"Nonsense, if you dare to raise money, be careful, brother. I really don't want you."
"Well, please! I'll do this job!" the boss asked for all the hundreds of kilograms of rags, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately. He started to fight immediately.
Lao Xue and the boss of the waste station were busy there. Yang Jing didn't know what to do for a while. He is still the same as in his dream. He always heard that someone bought a lot of precious manuscripts and documents at a ragged price. As a result, those things have become priceless treasures in the future.
Those stories as if they were legends, those things that they could only listen to and secretly envy, now they happen in front of us. Yang Jing is really in a trance.
......
The three people were busy from seven o'clock to more than ten o'clock. Only then did they pack all the materials in the shack and weigh them.
A total of 580 Jin!
This number once again made Yang Jing's small heart pumping wildly. Although some of them are not precious documents, they can form a complete system.
For example, Yang Jing found thousands of black-and-white photos in this pile of data. Some photos can't even be seen clearly, but these photos faithfully record a series of important events in China from the second Opium War to the founding of the people's Republic of China.
Even the precious photos of the Eight Power Allied forces destroying the Old Summer Palace and occupying Jinmen can be found here.
Although these photos record the humiliation history of China in that dark stage, aren't they always reminding future generations to work hard and strive to make the Chinese nation stand on the top of the world nation again?
Therefore, although the humanistic treasures contained in these photos are not many, they are an integral part of the whole modern history of China, which is absolutely of great help to the study of modern history of our country.
Unfortunately, I don't know that it was the guy who let such precious documents and materials flow to the waste collection station!
Fortunately, I Yang Jing caught up. Let me Yang Jing protect these precious materials!
When I went back, Lao Xue's three wheels couldn't be pulled by one car. The boss of the waste station called a yellow faced one from the outside, connected with Lao Xue's three wheels and pulled it away at one time.
After unloading these materials at home, it was already more than 11 o'clock, and the ghost market had long dispersed.
But Yang Jing doesn't regret it. Even if you stay in the ghost market all the way, you will never have such a huge harvest. Besides, the humanistic treasure contained in these documents has gone far beyond Yang Jing's imagination.
Originally, Yang Jing wanted to take advantage of this time travel to find more antiques, and then make a good supplement to the holy ring. As a result, other babies didn't find a few, but a lot of more important documents and materials.
The value of these documents should be put aside first. The humanistic treasure contained in those manuscripts alone is enough to increase the humanistic treasure content of the holy ring by more than ten times!
These precious cultural treasures are Yang Jing's greatest harvest.
"I said Lao Xue, your stall is still in the market. Can you not go for such a long time?" Yang Jing and Lao Xue gathered together to wash their hands. Yang Jing asked Lao Xue.
"It's all right! Next to my stall is an old man of mine. He knows I often go out to collect goods, so he used to take care of the stall for me. I have no problem collecting the stall in the afternoon."
Yang Jing smiled and shook off the water on her hand. Then she said, "since you don't have to take care of your stall, let's find a restaurant for a drink at noon. Ask your sister-in-law to go together. If it weren't for you this morning, I wouldn't have received so much information, so we must have a meal."
Although Lao Xue's mouth was broken, he was definitely not a grinding man. As soon as he heard this, he thought a little and agreed happily.
As a result, when Yang Jing went out, she found that Lao Xue's daughter-in-law didn't come with her.
"I said brother Xue, why don't you greet your sister-in-law?"
"Why are you following us to the table? Besides, she has to look after the house at home. We'll bring her some when we're full." seeing Yang Jing, Lao Xue immediately took Yang Jing outside and said as he walked: "You can't leave home at noon. During this time, this area is under development. Although it is still a little far from our home, there are more and more foreign people in this area, and the public security in this area is getting worse and worse. Just now we pulled this and that from the outside. I don't know how many people see it. In case we catch up with someone who has a mind, take advantage of us The door has taken out the house for dinner. Who shall we talk to? Therefore, we must keep people at home. "
This is very reasonable. In recent years, with the faster and faster development of Yanjing, more and more outsiders have poured into Yanjing. In addition, there are more and more local laid-off workers. The public security in recent years is really not very good. Otherwise, the country would not launch a national "strike hard action" again two years later, that is, in 1996, in order to crack down on this increasingly rampant criminal element.
Yang Jing nodded silently without refuting Lao Xue.
Lao Xue rode three wheels with Yang Jing, three turns and two turns, and then turned to the door of a hotel. After getting off the bus, Lao Xue said, "brother Yang, although this restaurant is not impressive, the instant boiled mutton inside is very authentic. The owner of this restaurant is a serious child of the eight banners. It seems that he is still inlaid with yellow flags. Therefore, the owner is very good at instant boiled mutton and ensures that it doesn't taste worse than DongLaiShun."
It's freezing. I've been busy since the early morning, and I've been busy until now. It's definitely a great enjoyment to have a warm and lively instant boiled mutton.
"OK! Since you say it's good here, let's eat here!" Yang Jing was also hungry and immediately agreed.
When the heavy cotton curtain was pushed open, a hot air mixed with strong mutton smell suddenly came to my face. The small hall was full of people.
"Lao Bao, is there room?" after entering the room, Lao Xue shouted at the counter. A big man suddenly looked up and greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Yo, it's brother Xue. Yes, there's a place. How many of you?"
"Just the two of us. This is my good brother from afar. You have to show your skills today."
"Don't worry, brother Xue, don't you know my craft? Come on, please. There's still a small single room available inside."
Yang Jing and Lao Xue followed the old bag inside. When they passed the counter, Yang Jing looked up and saw that there was Maotai on the wine shelf inside the counter. They subconsciously asked, "boss, are you really Maotai?"
Yang Jing regretted this as soon as he said it. It's all the evil done by those rampant fake wines in later generations. The Maotai of later generations flies all over the sky. Who knows whether it's true or false. However, in this era, fake Maotai may really exist, but it will never fly all over the world to future generations.
The boss was stunned, his face changed, then forced out a smile and said, "look what you said, although our shop is small, all the things I sell here are real. We don't sell fake goods here."
Yang Jing said apologetically, "sorry, boss, it's mainly fake wine. There are many fake Maotai in our hometown, so I asked subconsciously. Since you can guarantee that it's real wine, give me two bottles later!"
When the boss heard this, his face showed a sincere smile. These days, nine out of ten people who come to eat in a fly restaurant like him drink Erguotou, either red two or ox two. As a result, the owner opens his mouth with two bottles of Maotai. This is a big customer
The song tomb that Lao Xue said is actually the Jin Song of later generations.But at this time, Jinsong is not called Jinsong, so it is called Jiasong grave. In fact, on the map of Yanjing city in the early 20th century, this place was also called Jiasong grave.It turned out that Prince Haug of suwu, the founding hero of the Qing Dynasty, that is, Prince Haug of suwu, one of the eight hereditary families in the early Qing Dynasty, was buried in this place after his death, because there were six ancient dragon pines in his cemetery, and his curved trunk was supported by wooden frames. In those days, it was a very famous scene in Yanjing city.But before and after liberation, the six ancient pines died or were cut down, and this very famous scenic spot slowly declined. Although it was changed into "Jinsong" in the 1980s, the old residents living around here are still used to calling it Jiasong grave.The waste collection station from Lao Xue's house to Jinsong's is not too far, that is, sanlidi at most. Lao Xue rode on three wheels with Yang Jing. They didn't use ten minutes, so they came to the waste purchase station.At this point, people haven't opened the door yet. Lao Xue smashed the door and caused the dog inside to "bark", which made the boss of the waste purchase station get up and open the door reluctantly.The boss of the waste collection station was woken up so early. He was obviously angry to get up, but Lao Xue obviously knew the man very well and laughed. Yang Jing and them were welcomed in.The scale of this waste collection station is not small. It should be transformed after the wall of a quadrangle was demolished.The owner of the waste station lives in the north house. In the south of the north house, there is an open space of thousands of square meters, surrounded by several simple shacks.The open space is full of all kinds of sundries, mainly scrap iron, waste plastic cloth and other messy things. Although the shacks have doors, you can see a lot of things stacked inside through the cracks in the walls of the shacks.Lao Xue followed the boss of the waste station into the north house. He didn't know what he was muttering inside. The boss immediately came out with the key, opened a shack close to the north house and said, "those things are in here. Take your time and don't mess it up for me. I have to go back to make up for my sleep. When I pick them, I'll do it."The owner of the waste station said this, yawned and went back to the house. Lao Xue waved to Yang Jing, and the two went into the shack.After a while, Yang Jing couldn't help shouting.There's no way. Although this shack looks shabby, none of these things in it is simple. Rao Shiyang Jing is usually calm enough. When he sees these things inside, he can't help it anymore.The things in the shack were not placed neatly, piles by piles, but among these piles of paper products, Yang Jing saw a large number of oil paintings, hand-painted maps, photo negatives, manuscripts and documents in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, and even Yang Jing found hundreds of Steles in the Ming and Qing Dynasty"Shit, this is Zhou Xiang's oil painting...""Oh, Hello, this is the Tibetan map painted by Nian gengyao?""God, this is a black-and-white photo of Puyi when he ascended the throne?""My God, is this a letter from Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang?""Is this the monument of Yu Qian in the Ming Dynasty?"......Almost every minute or two, Yang Jing feels her little heart pumping. Where is this sister's shack? It's a small literature museum in the Ming Qing Republic era!At this time, Yang Jing felt as if she had become a little mouse who accidentally broke into the rice warehouse. There were all delicious food in front of herAlthough Yang Jing can't see what she looks like without a mirror, Yang Jing dares to bet that her eyes are definitely red, her whole body is definitely shaking up and down, and her hands are definitely shaking.If not, why is brother Xue Renfa next to him always ready to call people?"Brother, are you okay? Why don't you go out and wake up first? You look so scary!" for a long time, Lao Xue dared to whisper to Yang Jing. Just now he really didn't dare to say a word, for fear of frightening the young man out of trouble.As for? It's just a pile of junk! Why are you so excited? I know you're excited. I don't know you think you're crazy.Why don't you bring such a scary one?"Brother, if you want these rags, let's take them away. That's a word. Don't make any disease, brother. I can't afford it..."Lao Xue said two words in a row, which woke Yang Jing up from the surprise.Shaking her head, Yang Jing said to Lao Xue apologetically, "elder brother, I'm really sorry, mainly because I like these things so much, so... You know, it's impolite."Old Xue waved his hands and said, "Oh, brother, you're fine. Your strength just now really scared me to death. I'm afraid you'll have something wrong again. My brother can't afford this wealth."Yang Jing shook her head with a smile and said, "brother, let's not choose. All the things in this shack are taken away! Go and ask the boss to prepare more kraft paper or waste newspapers. These things need to be carefully wrapped."Old Xue nodded, opened the door of the shack and quickly walked out. After a while, old Xue came in with a pile of kraft paper, and the boss came in with some hemp rope in his hand."Old Xue, don't tease me. Are you sure you want all these things?""You think I'm teasing you? Who wants to tease you in this cold day? Help, wrap these things in bundles, bundle them, and weigh them.""Then, at yesterday's price?""Nonsense, if you dare to raise money, be careful, brother. I really don't want you.""Well, please! I'll do this job!" the boss asked for all the hundreds of kilograms of rags, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately. He started to fight immediately.Lao Xue and the boss of the waste station were busy there. Yang Jing didn't know what to do for a while. He is still the same as in his dream. He always heard that someone bought a lot of precious manuscripts and documents at a ragged price. As a result, those things have become priceless treasures in the future.Those stories as if they were legends, those things that they could only listen to and secretly envy, now they happen in front of us. Yang Jing is really in a trance.......The three people were busy from seven o'clock to more than ten o'clock. Only then did they pack all the materials in the shack and weigh them.A total of 580 Jin!This number once again made Yang Jing's small heart pumping wildly. Although some of them are not precious documents, they can form a complete system.For example, Yang Jing found thousands of black-and-white photos in this pile of data. Some photos can't even be seen clearly, but these photos faithfully record a series of important events in China from the second Opium War to the founding of the people's Republic of China.Even the precious photos of the Eight Power Allied forces destroying the Old Summer Palace and occupying Jinmen can be found here.Although these photos record the humiliation history of China in that dark stage, aren't they always reminding future generations to work hard and strive to make the Chinese nation stand on the top of the world nation again?Therefore, although the humanistic treasures contained in these photos are not many, they are an integral part of the whole modern history of China, which is absolutely of great help to the study of modern history of our country.Unfortunately, I don't know that it was the guy who let such precious documents and materials flow to the waste collection station!Fortunately, I Yang Jing caught up. Let me Yang Jing protect these precious materials!When I went back, Lao Xue's three wheels couldn't be pulled by one car. The boss of the waste station called a yellow faced one from the outside, connected with Lao Xue's three wheels and pulled it away at one time.After unloading these materials at home, it was already more than 11 o'clock, and the ghost market had long dispersed.But Yang Jing doesn't regret it. Even if you stay in the ghost market all the way, you will never have such a huge harvest. Besides, the humanistic treasure contained in these documents has gone far beyond Yang Jing's imagination.Originally, Yang Jing wanted to take advantage of this time travel to find more antiques, and then make a good supplement to the holy ring. As a result, other babies didn't find a few, but a lot of more important documents and materials.The value of these documents should be put aside first. The humanistic treasure contained in those manuscripts alone is enough to increase the humanistic treasure content of the holy ring by more than ten times!These precious cultural treasures are Yang Jing's greatest harvest."I said Lao Xue, your stall is still in the market. Can you not go for such a long time?" Yang Jing and Lao Xue gathered together to wash their hands. Yang Jing asked Lao Xue."It's all right! Next to my stall is an old man of mine. He knows I often go out to collect goods, so he used to take care of the stall for me. I have no problem collecting the stall in the afternoon."Yang Jing smiled and shook off the water on her hand. Then she said, "since you don't have to take care of your stall, let's find a restaurant for a drink at noon. Ask your sister-in-law to go together. If it weren't for you this morning, I wouldn't have received so much information, so we must have a meal."Although Lao Xue's mouth was broken, he was definitely not a grinding man. As soon as he heard this, he thought a little and agreed happily.As a result, when Yang Jing went out, she found that Lao Xue's daughter-in-law didn't come with her."I said brother Xue, why don't you greet your sister-in-law?""Why are you following us to the table? Besides, she has to look after the house at home. We'll bring her some when we're full." seeing Yang Jing, Lao Xue immediately took Yang Jing outside and said as he walked: "You can't leave home at noon. During this time, this area is under development. Although it is still a little far from our home, there are more and more foreign people in this area, and the public security in this area is getting worse and worse. Just now we pulled this and that from the outside. I don't know how many people see it. In case we catch up with someone who has a mind, take advantage of us The door has taken out the house for dinner. Who shall we talk to? Therefore, we must keep people at home. "This is very reasonable. In recent years, with the faster and faster development of Yanjing, more and more outsiders have poured into Yanjing. In addition, there are more and more local laid-off workers. The public security in recent years is really not very good. Otherwise, the country would not launch a national "strike hard action" again two years later, that is, in 1996, in order to crack down on this increasingly rampant criminal element.Yang Jing nodded silently without refuting Lao Xue.Lao Xue rode three wheels with Yang Jing, three turns and two turns, and then turned to the door of a hotel. After getting off the bus, Lao Xue said, "brother Yang, although this restaurant is not impressive, the instant boiled mutton inside is very authentic. The owner of this restaurant is a serious child of the eight banners. It seems that he is still inlaid with yellow flags. Therefore, the owner is very good at instant boiled mutton and ensures that it doesn't taste worse than DongLaiShun."It's freezing. I've been busy since the early morning, and I've been busy until now. It's definitely a great enjoyment to have a warm and lively instant boiled mutton."OK! Since you say it's good here, let's eat here!" Yang Jing was also hungry and immediately agreed.When the heavy cotton curtain was pushed open, a hot air mixed with strong mutton smell suddenly came to my face. The small hall was full of people."Lao Bao, is there room?" after entering the room, Lao Xue shouted at the counter. A big man suddenly looked up and greeted him with a smile on his face."Yo, it's brother Xue. Yes, there's a place. How many of you?""Just the two of us. This is my good brother from afar. You have to show your skills today.""Don't worry, brother Xue, don't you know my craft? Come on, please. There's still a small single room available inside."Yang Jing and Lao Xue followed the old bag inside. When they passed the counter, Yang Jing looked up and saw that there was Maotai on the wine shelf inside the counter. They subconsciously asked, "boss, are you really Maotai?"Yang Jing regretted this as soon as he said it. It's all the evil done by those rampant fake wines in later generations. The Maotai of later generations flies all over the sky. Who knows whether it's true or false. However, in this era, fake Maotai may really exist, but it will never fly all over the world to future generations.The boss was stunned, his face changed, then forced out a smile and said, "look what you said, although our shop is small, all the things I sell here are real. We don't sell fake goods here."Yang Jing said apologetically, "sorry, boss, it's mainly fake wine. There are many fake Maotai in our hometown, so I asked subconsciously. Since you can guarantee that it's real wine, give me two bottles later!"When the boss heard this, his face showed a sincere smile. These days, nine out of ten people who come to eat in a fly restaurant like him drink Erguotou, either red two or ox two. As a result, the owner opens his mouth with two bottles of Maotai. This is a big customer
