This teahouse, when I entered the door, felt very strange. I walked in and went upstairs. I found that there was a vague impression in my memory. It seemed that I had been there several times before, and I was also a handicap guy with Sanshu, but I was very old at the time. Small, just remember the smell of smoke that is often full of the room in the room. The adults were playing mahjong in the room and laughing, but I was taken by my dad and asked several people to take the New Year's money and leave.
I never imagined that I would experience the same place and the same person again in this manner.
The second floor of the tea house is a corridor with private rooms on both sides, but it is different from the Crescent Hotel which had a lot of trouble before. The decoration inside is much worse. Many of the partition walls are made of bamboo and painted many times. It appeared a kind of oily bamboo color, withered yellow and white, and the drapery was close to the smell of cigarettes. I don't know how many years it has been changed, and the smell of old smoke cannot be washed away.
Pan Zi led me to the private room at the end of the corridor. He opened the curtain and went in. The space was large, but there was only a mahogany table in the middle of the room. Six sheets of silk with Panlong were placed on both sides. The cushioned chair has a window behind it, and you can see the scene downstairs. I glanced at it, and later if it gets pierced, I jump off here and escape.
When I looked down, my heart was cold. The bustling and hustle below were full of people. They were all coming together from different markets. There were full of cars on both sides of the road. There are all kinds of cars. I don’t know. I thought it was selling Spring Festival transportation. The train ticket, I guess I can't run if I jump down.
There was a set of tea sets on the mahogany table. Xiaohua removed five chairs and let me sit down. The other five tables were all pulled against the wall. Panzi sat down and started smoking. I watched his hands trembling, and my heart tightened. I didn't know if he could still hold it. I didn't dare to ask questions, so I touched the surface of the table, pretending to be a little nostalgic and thoughtful.
Xiuxiu on the other side started to make Kung Fu tea for me. Her method was very special. She untied her dumpling hair bun, washed the hairpin with tea, and then used the hairpin to stir the tea leaves.
I watched her movements, praying that she would wash her hair this morning, and at the same time found that the material of her hairpin was strange, like a light-colored jade, but also like a kind of bone. It is carved with extremely detailed patterns, which must have a background.
After making a good tea, I smell it should be Biluochun, but at the same time there is a scent that I am familiar with but can't remember. After taking a sip, it tasted very good, and there was a feeling of concentration.
I was shocked by the scene at the entrance of the tea house just now. What I experienced just now actually left me in a state of muddle-headedness. Although the heartbeat is not fast and people are not very nervous, all my feelings are dull and numb. Until this sip of tea is drunk, all the erratic feelings are all recovered, and my thoughts are beginning to be clear, but again Started to be nervous.
At the same time we came in, a large number of people came in. They were not outside the curtains now. They obviously went to other boxes. I couldn't hear the sound of conversation. Everyone seemed to be waiting for something.
Maybe it was because I found that my expression was wrong, Xiao Hua waved her hand to let me not worry, and she whispered something to some of her men. When it came to the key place, it was basically just gestures, and she didn't even need to move her mouth.
I had to wait patiently, taking a deep breath to stabilize my mind. Xiuxiu held down my hand to express comfort, but I felt more anxious. If Xiuxiu could see that I was restless, then other people would definitely be able to see it, but I just couldn't control my anxiety.
Finally, Xiaohua finished talking with his men before he started paying attention to me. He lowered the curtain and closed the curtain behind me. The whole room darkened. He leaned over and said in my ear: "Wang Baqiu didn't come. It seems that he knew that things had changed and he took the approach of retreating, but there must be his eyeliner outside. The situation is not right for him. People will definitely show up. People outside look at Wang Baqiu if they dare to come, and they are also ready to move. The situation is not good for us, and I think we have to prepare for cruelty."
"Then..." I just wanted to ask him, he immediately made a silent gesture and took out his mobile phone to show me.
I saw an unsent text message on the screen of his mobile phone. He used this function as a writing board. The words written on it were: There are at least three people with very good ears next door, and it is useless to speak softly. Really, the latter is for them. You just play your role, we'll take care of the rest.
I nodded, and he immediately deleted the words on the screen, moving his fingers extremely fast, and then winked at Pan Zi.
Pan Zi's face was pale, but he nodded, and heard him yell: "Master, please, please, hand in something."
As soon as the sound fell, the sound of chair pulling sounded in all the boxes nearby, and it was chaotic. After a while, I saw that the curtains were lifted up, and all kinds of ghosts and monsters came in one by one. Soon this small private room was full of people.
In the previous chaos, I only vaguely had an impression of them. I had always had a wrong prediction in my mind that the boss should be the most ferocious of them. Looking closely now, there are people of all ages who come in, but they are all very ordinary and inconspicuous.
Some older people are indeed familiar to me, and some are very young. Generally speaking, it is quite difficult for these people to remember even if they want to deliberately. I remembered what my third uncle said to me: No matter how crooked the people do things in the field, it doesn’t matter if they can’t forget them for a lifetime, but the shipping buddies who are in the crowd, it’s best to go anywhere. The kind of person who can see. It is convenient to take things from the dead, but the hardest to take money from the living.
Xiaohua's subordinates moved the four chairs beside Pan Zi. These were for the four big handicap seats. San Shu's system is very clear, and it is necessary to introduce it here.
In Changsha, there is a long-established system of tomb robbery and stolen stolen goods. This system was established at the end of the Republic of China. Why do you say that? Going back further, there must be the same system, but historical turmoil, various systems have been destroyed in the turmoil, we don't know what it looks like, but the current system is passed down during the Republic of China.
The sale of antiques is divided into domestic collection and foreign smuggling. As the saying goes, "Prosperity antiques", only in the peaceful and prosperous times, someone will concentrate on collecting antiques, but this old saying is one-sided and only effective in a closed world.
In the beginning, Kangxi and Qianlong were in great prosperity, but the Qing Dynasty closed the country and closed the country. In the 12th year of Shunzhi, the sea ban was not opened until the 23rd year of Kangxi. After that, the ban was again banned in the 56th year of Kangxi. It is long, but the control of shipping is very strict. During that period, Shengshi Antiques showed some signs, but because of the oppression of maritime prohibition and severe punishment, the tomb robbery did not reach the point of rampant.
Only in the period after the Republic of China, there was a large amount of demand from abroad, and the other was the opening of domestic borders, and the government was overwhelmed. The peak period of tomb robbery in modern history appeared.
The market is huge, no one cares about it, and things are getting bigger.
The first system formed at that time was the smuggling system. The source is the tomb thief, followed by the "guests". These guests are antique experts. They bought the artifacts from the tomb thief and brought them to Peking and Shanghai for digestion, especially Peking. Most of the good products of that era went abroad.
After the founding of New China, customs inspections became more and more stringent, and overseas smuggling gradually converged, but the system has been formed. This group of people like my grandfather grew up in that era, and they successfully survived the reform and opening up, so the system is still in use. Since the end of the Cultural Revolution, smuggling activities began to occur on the borders and seas of southern China, and the large number of hidden artifacts that have been hoarded and hidden over the years have begun to look for exports. Sanshu used the system of the older generation to begin to retake the old industry and develop it. Batch people.
Of course, in the current market operation, the wealthy and collectors in China are already rivals of foreign smugglers. This is also the reason why the local antique trading market in various places has never been prosperous.
It can also be understood that the three uncles are in Changsha and Hangzhou, the Huo family and Xiaohua are in Beijing (Beijing (Peking)), and the various potential purposes of the marriage between the Wu family and the reconciliation family.
From the general structure point of view, San Shu is mainly responsible for two businesses in all markets in Changsha, one is to get the goods from the local area, and the other is the distribution.
The handicap used to get the goods from the ground is generally called the "Lama plate", and the handicap used for distribution is called the "horse plate".
This system works like this:
People like Sanshu, known as "iron chopsticks", are the exploiters of the industry chain. They monopolize the best resources, including information about ancient tombs, knowledge of tomb exploration, and identification of ghost artifacts.
These "iron chopsticks" handed the location and dynasty information of the ancient tombs they had in their hands to the "lama plate" below, which is commonly known as the lama. At this time, the "Iron Chopsticks" will display a "Chopstick Head", with information, leading the lamas from the "Lama Plate" to pick up the goods together. Pan Zi is the famous "chopstick head" under Sanshu.
At the same time, the Lama Pan will have the familiar horse pan, and I have been waiting aside for a long time. When the things are just out of the pot and have not "cooled" down, the horse pan will contact the buyer and route, and then directly trade the things locally. Take a cold horse plate directly. The whole tomb robbery is over.
This system is extremely fast. As long as the current situation is not grasped, only the horse pan will die, and the iron chopsticks and lama pan will not be involved in any way. This is why the tomb robbery has been repeatedly banned. As for iron chopsticks and lama plates, horse plates are as many as you want, and the ones who die will die.
The third uncle distributes a large number of horse pans. The ones who came to this room were only the big heads. The one that worries the third uncle the most is the four lama pans in the land. Those four people can sit in the chair now.