Guo Hai was called by his captain and asked him to make a registration for his captain's friend. It only took two or three minutes to do it. After it was done, he ran out but found no trace of Chen Ran. He looked around and then
Seeing Chen Ran squatting in the corner here, he quickly ran over.
Chen Ran did not answer him, but just looked down at a broken jar in front of him.
"Holy shit!" Guo Hai saw Chen Ran's look like this, so he kicked the broken jar with his foot and cursed angrily: "I said A Ran, what are you doing, a broken jar is worth looking at for so long, you
You might as well go to the corner over there and count the ants, you're stupid, right?"
This broken jar was covered with cement. It must have been used to contain cement when the walls were painted. Now that the cement has dried, there is some soil inside. Guo Hai didn't even knock the jar over with his kick.
Only then did Chen Ran look away, stood up, looked at Guo Hai, and blinked: "Dahai, this jar, is it okay for you to take it out of the bureau?"
Chen Ran's words immediately made Guo Hai dumbfounded: "Damn, it's just such a broken pot, what do I want him to do..."
"Don't worry about it. Just tell me if there's any problem with taking him out?" Chen Ran interrupted him before he could finish.
"Aran, what are you so crazy about..." Guo Hai was really speechless. What kind of crazy thing is this guy? He thought so, but when he saw Chen Ran's serious look, he still said angrily: "I
Are you talking nonsense? This broken can is thrown on the street and no one picks it up. How can I still take it out..."
"Then you hold it and follow me!"
After Chen Ran finished speaking, he turned around and left. Unexpectedly, when he returned to the off-road vehicle, this guy was still standing in front of the broken jar. Seeing this scene, Chen Ran almost turned his nose with anger and wished he could go there.
Give him a kick.
Just when Chen Ran was about to get out of the car to urge him, this guy also ran over, but he ran over empty-handed. He lay down in front of Chen Ran with a bitter look on his face: "I said, buddy, we don't want to play.
Is this okay? You see, I am already in my twenties and I am still alone. I am familiar with most of the people coming and going in this yard. If they see me holding a trash can, they will laugh at me to death.
, if the news gets out, how will I find a wife in the future..."
"Is it that serious?" Chen Ran was really angry and funny.
"Of course!" Guo Hai nodded decisively, and his tone became more and more shocking: "This is not serious. If it is more serious, if you say that I can't find a wife, then my old Guo family will continue to have no descendants.
, if this is really the case, are you worthy of Aunt Yun who raised you as her own son?"
Chen Ran glared at him: "If someone asked you, wouldn't you say you took out the trash as a good deed?"
"It's not my turn to take out the garbage. I'm going to take out the garbage. I don't know what others will think. There are a lot of troubles in the government compound. Even though it's just a matter of taking out the garbage, maybe..."
Guo Hai pulled endlessly, until he saw Chen Ran was about to get out of the car, he stopped, and said with a confused look: "I said A Ran, what is going on, what do you want that broken jar for?"
ah……"
"Just tell me whether you are going or not?"
"I won't go!" Guo Hai shook his head decisively: "I won't go! I won't go even if I say nothing..."
"Okay, forget it if you don't want to go. Originally, I was thinking of waiting until night to take you to No. 8 to have some fun. Now I think about it, forget it. I have to leave tomorrow morning, so I'd better go early.
Have a good sleep..."
"Oh my God! Brother, you are so cruel, why don't you let me go..."
After punching Chen Ran, Guo Hai walked towards the corridor with a grimace on his face, but after taking only two steps, he turned back and mysteriously lay next to Chen Ran's ear, laughing and saying: "
I almost forgot to ask if there is any kind of service. I want the most expensive full set..."
Chen Ran couldn't stand it anymore, so he kicked out and gasped: "Get out of here!"
Guo Hai chuckled and then walked towards the corridor again.
However, when this guy was almost halfway through, he suddenly turned around and entered the office building again. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he came out again. He was dawdling just now, but now with a serious look on his face, he walked directly to the corner and raised the broken
jar.
When Chen Ran was about to secretly say that he was not stupid, he noticed that as soon as this guy mentioned the broken jar, his demeanor and movements changed, as if he was a thief, looking left and right as he walked towards Chen Ran with the jar...
What's even more outrageous is that he was carrying the can as if he was afraid that people would know he wasn't taking out the trash. He winked at Chen Ran and walked out of the door directly with the can. Chen Ran was angry and funny, but he still hurriedly chased after him in his car.
go out.
When he came to the street, he looked for a long time but couldn't find Guo Hai's shadow. Chen Ran was wondering where this guy had gone. While he was thinking this, his cell phone rang.
After hanging up the phone dumbfounded, Chen Ran drove the car into a trail. As soon as the off-road vehicle entered the trail, a figure flashed out, opened the passenger door, and got in.
"Why are you like this..." Chen Ran said angrily and looked at the broken jar he was carrying.
"Holy shit, you're still saying that you have ruined all my wisdom in this life. I guess when I go back, I don't know how many people will laugh at me." Guo Hai wanted to strangle Chen Ran to death, but he actually
Let him do something like this.
Chen Ran ignored him, but pondered for a moment, and then suddenly asked: "I remember that we have an art association in Bishui, right?"
"There is such a place, it seems like the Cultural Palace in Old Street."
Chen Ran nodded and drove to the Cultural Palace.
The Cultural Palace is a large courtyard, with cinemas, old theaters, etc. all in the courtyard. Chen Ran drove his car directly into the large courtyard, parked the car at the entrance of the cinema, opened the door, and got out of the car with a broken can.
"Aran, what are you going to do?" Guo Hai followed Chen Ran with a confused look on his face.
Chen Ran stopped, looked back at him, and raised the broken jar in his hand: "I said this is an antique, do you believe it?"
"I believe it!" Guo Hai nodded affirmatively. Just when Chen Ran was slightly surprised, he then heard: "Don't say it is an antique, now I believe it even if you say it is a cornucopia."
Chen Ran was too lazy to pay attention to him. He stood in the yard, glanced around, and found the signboard of the Literary and Art Association. It was a two-story old house, deliberately built with reference to the architecture of the Qing Dynasty, with blue bricks, ink tiles, and carved beams and pillars.
, the signboard of the Literary and Art Association hangs on the second floor.
Chen Ran stepped into the lobby of the Literary and Art Association and found that there were three or four people sitting in the hall. These three people were male and female, old and young. Each of them was holding a box, or holding a box, and then
Or just hold a porcelain jar, seemingly waiting for experts to identify it.
Nowadays, everyone knows that antiques or other old things are valuable, and most of them are scattered in the countryside. As a result, if someone has a junk thing at home, they think it is a valuable antique, and no one has a dream of getting rich.
, of course the things you own are valuable.
Of course, some farmers do have some old things in their homes.
As for the government, in order to prevent these farmers from selling good things at low prices and thus being deceived, the government took the lead and asked collection associations or literary and art associations to organize private appraisals. Now such private appraisals are basically implemented in small counties.
Here, anyone who has old stuff can have it appraised, but in this day and age, there are no genuine items, and nine out of ten of them are worthless.
Chen Ran entered the hall carrying a broken jar. Everyone in the hall raised their heads and looked over. They saw that Chen Ran and Guo Hai were empty-handed except for Chen Ran who was carrying a broken jar that looked like a trash can.
, couldn't help being shocked, and laughed with a strange expression on their faces.
Seeing so many people, Chen Ran frowned, then turned around and walked out with the jar in hand. Guo Hai also followed him out inexplicably. After the two of them left the hall, the three or four people in the hall couldn't bear it.
I couldn't help but burst into laughter: "This guy doesn't want to identify the trash can he is carrying!"
"I said A Ran, you don't really think this broken jar is an antique, do you..." Guo Hai, who followed Chen Ran out of the hall, was also dumbfounded. At first he thought Chen Ran was joking, but he didn't expect this guy to still
I really thought this trash can was an antique. It was really, how should I put it, really whimsical. This broken jar had been thrown away in the yard of the Public Security Bureau for who knows how long. How could it be an antique...
Although he doesn't know much about antiques, he also knows that antiques are rare things nowadays. How can it be so easy to just pick up a trash can and turn it into an antique?
What he didn't know was that in the previous era, antiques were really just rubbish, and most antique dealers made a fortune by picking up rubbish. Of course, this was in the previous era, but in today's era, it is simply a fantasy.
Chen Ran ignored him, found a faucet in the yard, and started cleaning the broken jar. The broken jar had been filled with cement. The entire jar was covered with cement, but not entirely. There was a break on the mouth of the broken jar.
A grayish white and reddish copper color can be seen at the fracture.
The jar was covered with cement, but Chen Ran didn't clean it off, so he carried the jar to the front of the literary association building. He did not enter the hall, but stood at a corner in front of the building.
It wasn't until everyone who came to appraise in the hall left one by one that Chen Ran handed the jar to Guo Hai: "Take it with you."
"Fuck, A Ran, can I tell you to call your ancestors? What you did just now is embarrassing enough. Let's not embarrass ourselves here. I don't know about this broken jar. I'm in the Public Security Bureau.
I had it when I was at work, look at it, it’s just a broken bucket filled with mud..."
Guo Hai's eyes really wanted to tear Chen Ran to pieces. As he spoke, he pulled Chen Ran away.
Chen Ran was unmoved and just looked at him: "Are you going or not?"
From childhood to adulthood, when the two of them were together, whenever Chen Ran behaved like this, Guo Hai would immediately give in. This time, it was no exception. He was just so angry that he stamped his feet and glared at Chen Ran with hatred: "
You...I...fuck...I'm really convinced by you!"
"Bring it!"
Staring at Chen Ran fiercely, Guo Hai turned his back and stretched out his hand towards Chen Ran like an angry little daughter-in-law.
Chen Ran handed the broken jar to him. While handing it to him, he did not forget to explain: "Remember, don't say you picked it up at the Public Security Bureau. You have to insist that this is your family's inheritance, no matter what he said."
If the sky is full of chaos, don’t reveal your own name.”
"Damn it, Xiaoran, you really have no conscience. Not only do you want to embarrass me, brother, but you also want to embarrass my old Guo family and give it to your mother's family. Damn it, if this spreads, I will
Damn it, just find a piece of tofu and hit me to death, even if you can’t hit me to death, your Uncle Tie will still have to beat me half to death!”
Guo Hai gave Chen Ran a smile that was even uglier than crying, and walked into the small building of the Literary and Art Association step by step holding the broken jar with his head held high...
