In the VIP passage of the airport, Fu Hua met Liu Kangjian and his party. He knew that the more people like Liu Kangjian who faded out of the core of power, the more they should not be negligent. These people have had glory and enjoyed the glory that power has brought them. A little negligence will make them feel grieved, and they hurriedly greeted them and shook hands with Liu Kangjian warmly and said, "Welcome Chairman Liu to Beijing."
Liu Kangjian was the deputy mayor who was transferred to the chairman of the CPPCC in his old age. He was very familiar with Fu Hua. He looked at Fu Hua up and down and said with a smile, "That’s right, Fu Hua, it seems that Beijing is indeed different. Yu Haichuan, your dress is very stylish."
This is all the fault of Zhao Ting. It seems that this casual outfit still makes Liu Kangjian feel dazzling. Fu Hua smiled and explained: "What? My clothes were given to me by a friend, and my friend said I was The Beijing Office represents Haichuan. The dress of my director represents Haichuan’s decent. Especially in the investment promotion work, all the big bosses who need to contact are the big bosses. The clothes are too shabby and they lose the face of Haichuan. I look down on you."
Liu Kangjian nodded: "Your friend is right. This society really respects clothes first and then respects people. When you arrive in Beijing, you need to change your mind."
Fu Hua smiled: "It seems that Chairman Liu has a broad vision. I want to change my mind."
Liu Kangjian pointed to Fu Hua and said, "You guy, you slap my old man flattery, right? You can pull Chen Che to Haichuan if you don't have a broad vision?"
Fu Hua smiled and said, "The blind cat ran into a dead mouse."
Liu Kangjian smiled and said, "Don't be humble in front of my old man. To be honest, your fire is not bad."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, Chairman Liu, for the compliment. I have arranged your accommodation, Kunlun Hotel, how about it? Are you satisfied?"
Liu Kangjian smiled and said, "There is nothing to be dissatisfied with, as long as my old man can live in a place."
Having said that, Fu Hua still did not dare to relax a little bit. He kept sending Liu Kangjian to the luxurious suite of the Kunlun Hotel. Everything was arranged. Then he said goodbye: "Chairman Liu, take a rest first, and I will help you in the evening. Take the wind."
Liu Kangjian smiled and said, "Fu Hua, even if you catch the wind at night, I have other arrangements, so you don't have to come over."
Fu Hua said, "Well, what else does Chairman Liu need me to do?"
Liu Kangjian said: "Tomorrow is the weekend, do you have time to accompany the old man and I visit Panjiayuan?"
Fu Hua smiled: "Look at what Chairman Liu said, isn't our Beijing Office serving the leaders? What time tomorrow?"
Liu Kangjian said: "A little earlier, come here at four o'clock, let's go to the ghost market."
Panjiayuan Second-hand Goods Market is located in the southwest of Panjiaqiao Park, South East Third Ring Road, Beijing. It is a large-scale and popular antiques market. After Fu Hua arrived in Beijing, he always wanted to find time to take a look, but he was so busy that he never made time.
As for the origin of the ghost market, it comes from the late Qing Dynasty, the current situation is turbulent, many Qing court leftovers, ruined wealthy people, and their families have been ruined to make ends meet. But after all, it was once prominent, where can you put it down and lose face? So taking advantage of the half-bright and half-dark light before dawn, I took the antiques and sneaked them to the street vendors to sell them, avoiding acquaintances and making sales. Over time, the "ghost market" followed Chengcheng.
Another theory is that the ghost market opened early and the day was still dark. Under the faintly swaying and primitive lighting equipment, people stopped and walked, erratic. There are not half of the ghosts, the ghosts first came up. In addition, a lot of gentlemen of Liang Shang also came here to let go of some ugly gadgets, and there were even counterfeiters who took advantage of the chaos to sell some fakes, and both were sneaky. In short, the word "ghost" is inseparable, and the ghost market got its name.
When Fu Hua picked up Liu Kangjian the next day, the sky was still dark and the streets were a bit quiet. Liu Kangjian, who got up early, was still a little confused and stared, so Fu Hua didn't bother him, and went silent all the way to Pan's home.
In the dawn of the dawn, in the trance of the shadow of the lantern, the ghost city of Panjiayuan is already crowded. Liu Kangjian got up and said with a smile: "Fu Hua, this place is a test of your eyesight."
Fu Hua smiled: "Then I have to learn from Chairman Liu."
Liu Kangjian likes to collect, which is already famous in Haichuan City. Every time he comes to Beijing, Panjiayuan is a place he must go to.
The two wandered in. The vendors inside spread a piece of cloth on the ground and displayed things on it. The buyer took a small flashlight or a magnifying glass to carefully observe the objects in the picture. After the match, they whispered to the vendors and bargained. Although the crowds of Nuo Da's market were crowded, they could not hear the screams of vendors at all. Under the gloomy light, it looked ghostly.
After strolling around for a while, Liu Kangjian saw a small magnet pot from a vendor, took it in his hand and studied it carefully with a magnifying glass. Fu Hua was amused secretly on the sidelines, Liu Kangjian seemed to be well prepared, but the small flashlight and magnifying glass were fully equipped.
Fu Hua was dazzled by the dazzling array of objects in front of him, and he didn't know what to look at, but he knew that he didn't have much research on porcelain, and nowadays the level of porcelain fraud is very high, even reaching the level that experts can hardly distinguish. , He didn't pretend to look at any porcelain.
Liu Kangjian watched it very carefully, but he did not finish reading it. Fu Hua was a little bored. He picked up a somewhat old envelope on the stall. Seeing the stamp of the Yan'an Pagoda in the Shaanxi-Gansu-Ningxia Border Area on it, he knew it might be during the War of Liberation. A letter from, since I was idle and bored anyway, I opened it and read it.
The letter wrote, Hua: I have a goodbye since Yan'an. I am very pleased to receive your letter yesterday. Then came a bunch of rhetoric about the revolutionary situation, and finally signed Xu Ming who missed you. This seems to be a love letter. Although it didn't write any nasty love words, it still revealed the letter writer Xu Ming's longing for this Hua.
Fu Hua became interested in the letter, so he asked the boss, "How can I sell this letter?"
The boss said: "Give you three hundred dollars and take it away."
Fu Hua smiled: "Your price is too high, one hundred or one hundred, I want it."
The boss said: "This friend, haven't you seen the border post above?"
Fu Hua said: "I'll give you one hundred only when I see it. The pagoda stamps have a very high stock in the world, and the appearance of this one is not good."
The boss smiled: "Okay, here you are."
Fu Hua paid the money, and Liu Kangjian finished watching it at this time, and negotiated the price with the boss. The small porcelain pot priced at 600 was finally sold for 200.
After the magnet pot was in hand, Liu Kangjian showed a smile on his face. He walked out and said, "Fu Hua, do you know that this small pot is small, but it is made of black gold and black glaze. I have seen it carefully. The times can be inferred In the Ming Dynasty."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "It seems that Chairman Liu has picked up the baby."
Liu Kangjian smiled and said: "Baby is not considered a worthy trip, well, I am not greedy, just find this one. Let's find a place to eat, I'm a little hungry."
It was already bright, and it was already past eight o'clock. Fu Hua took Liu Kangjian to a restaurant that sells breakfast, and ordered fried dough sticks and soy milk and started eating early.
Liu Kangjian ate for a while, and there was food in his belly, so he had to ask in his spare time: "Fu Hua, I think you also bought something, take it out and take a look."
Fu Hua handed the letter to Liu Kangjian and said, "A border post."
Liu Kangjian looked at the stamp and asked, "How much is it?"
Fu Hua said: "One hundred."
Liu Kangjian said: "You buy it expensive. Although the border post has a collection value, this pagoda has a large amount of existence, and its value is not high. Your stamp is of poor quality."
Fu Hua smiled and said, "I don't like stamps. I prefer the content in the letter. It can be considered as a record of history."
Liu Kangjian read the letter and smiled: "Love letter, I didn't expect you to be quite romantic."
Fu Hua smiled: "I fancy the information contained in this letter, not entirely because it is a love letter."
Liu Kangjian has always been interested in collecting, and his eyes brightened when he heard that: "What information, let's listen to it."
Fu Hua said: "I also speculated that this letter was during the War of Liberation. At that time, our army was still lacking in materials. The people who can issue this letter must be quite high-level cadres."
Liu Kangjian said: "This is of course, isn't it said that there was a 258th regiment at that time? (That is, 25 years of age or older; Party or military age or more than 8 years; Regiment or regiment or above can get married.) Dare to be so upright and open letter exchanges Yes, it must be a member of the league cadre or above."
Fu Hua nodded, and said, "For a cadre or above, the writing style is so good. If there is no sacrifice, it must be a senior cadre of our party. If it is sacrificed, this is also a good relic of the martyrs. It also shows us. The romantic feelings of comrades’ revolutionary romanticism, no matter from which point of view this is a very good literature and history data, it should be worth more than one hundred yuan."
Liu Kangjian smiled and handed the envelope back to Fu Hua, saying, "You kid still has vision. By the way, I heard Mayor Qu Wei say that you intend to expand the scale of the Beijing Office a few days ago?"
Fu Hua said: "I want to prepare an office space for the Beijing Office."
Liu Kangjian said: "This idea is very good. The Beijing Office is our frontier in Beijing and the face of Haichuan City in the center. It needs a bit of scale. My old man supports you. What are your specific plans?"
Fu Hua said: "I don't have any specific ideas yet. Basically, I just want to open a restaurant to communicate with Haichuan people in Beijing, and set up a few offices in Beijing. I haven't decided whether to buy or build, let's talk about it. It's a bit unrealistic to think about this now, and the city hasn't approved it yet."
Liu Kangjian smiled and said, "Want to hear my old man's opinion?"
Fu Hua looked at Liu Kangjian sincerely, and said with a smile: "I would like to ask Chairman Liu for advice."
Liu Kangjian smiled and said: "I think both Secretary Sun and Mayor Qu mean to expand the scale of the Beijing Office, and approval is sooner or later. As for office space, whether to buy or to build, I mean you should go bigger. Direction to do it."