On the way back, the speed of the car was neither too fast nor too slow.
I sat in the passenger seat and asked, "Look there, there is a white pagoda on the mountain. What is that place, a temple?"
He glanced at it and said: "What temple? It's the sanatorium in Yuquan Mountain. It's where the big shots live. We ordinary people shouldn't ask about it."
Driving through the Xiangquan Roundabout, it seemed like a green dry river road with four seasons. There were few people and cars, the roads were clean and the scenery was picturesque.
Qin Xida looked at the road and smiled and said: "Xiangshan is a good place. If I haven't entered it when I am 40 years old, I will settle here. Then I will climb mountains during the day, visit the botanical garden at night, and enjoy the red leaf festival in summer. Tsk tsk...
.Thinking about those days makes me long for them.”
"Yes, this place is good and suitable for long-term retirement."
"By the way, Brother Qin, can I ask you something?"
"explain."
"Can you give me one of your guns? The world is not peaceful now, and I want to get one for self-defense."
He smiled and said, "It's a small matter, no problem, I'll get it for you when I get back."
At around one o'clock at noon, after returning home, he opened the closet and let me choose one.
I wanted a big shotgun, but it was hard to hide. After fussing around, I finally chose the smallest pistol, which could only shoot six rounds, but it was enough for me.
Of course I have the ability to buy it myself, but the boss has banned it a long time ago and he won't let me touch this thing. So I plan to hide this small pistol without telling the boss and use it for self-defense.
All the goods are sold. Today is the last day in Beijing. Tomorrow I plan to take Dr. Fan away and fly away.
Qin Xida said: "Brother, since your nickname is Shenyanfeng, you must have good eyesight. I have a few things here that I am always unsure of. Can you help me take a look?"
"Damn, Brother Qin, there's still something you don't understand? Take it out."
Soon, he brought two large wooden boxes from the inner room.
Opening the wooden box, I saw a large Qing Dynasty colorful dragon-patterned plate and a strange-looking bronze vessel.
Let’s talk about this colorful dragon-patterned plate first. There is no official kiln seal on the bottom. Nine dragons are depicted on the inside of the entire plate. The nine dragons’ tails are intertwined with each other, rolling and playing in the clouds. The whole thing looks extraordinary.
The bronze vessel I’m talking about looks like a mandarin duck pot used for hot pot. It has two ears and a copper piece in the middle that divides the pot into two sections. The bronze pot is decorated with a large number of grain and rope patterns and various animals.
Literary decoration.
I picked up the pot and tapped it with my fingers, and it made a clanging sound.
Qin Xida flicked the cigarette ashes, pointed to the plate and said: "This plate came out of a sunken ship in Guangdong. It doesn't look like an official kiln without money. I didn't pay much attention to it when I took it. Half a year ago, there was a foreign
Old Huang Maozi fell in love with this plate, how much do you think he gave me?"
I shook my head and said I couldn't guess.
"Three million! A whole three million! Those old men are always good at competition, and he was willing to pay this number. I thought, is there something weird about this plate?"
"Then where did this thing come from?" I asked.
He said: "This bronze pot was sent by a front line worker in Guizhou. I checked all the information, but I can't find what this type of pot is called, and I don't know what it is used for."
I thought about it and said: "Brother Qin, I don't know the scientific name of this thing. It should be what ancient people used to eat hot pot. Look, here is spicy, and here is not spicy."
"Are you serious?"
I nodded: "Of course, it doesn't matter what it's called. I think this thing was probably used by a tribe in Luo's Ghost Country in Guizhou, at least 1,500 years ago."
