Chapter 1621: Masters among the people [Additional update 123 for the hall master who is bored]
【How many winds and rains, how many sorrows, relatively silent and sparse moonlight. Look at the fallen leaves leisurely, the autumn wind blows, flying all over the sky. The steps are in a hurry, the journey is long when you come, and the journey back is full of clouds. - Farewell.】
Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said curiously: "Brother Ma, are you trying to trick me? We are here to play antiques secretly, but who else dares to play an auction in an upright manner?"
Nowadays, people are buying and selling antiques, but if they are caught, they will not get any good results. Confiscating things is very light, and it is not impossible to catch them and eat them as free lunches from the country for several years. Therefore, at least no one in the private sector is doing this upright business of buying and selling antiques.
How dare you do this.
Ma Weidu laughed loudly and said, "What are you thinking about?" Then he glanced at his two colleagues in the office and found that no one was paying attention to his side. Then he lowered his voice and said, "This matter is actually a comparison between us.
The elegant way to call it is the ghost market of the antique market.
But if a few people are interested in a gadget, it will be a direct bidding and auction, so we call it an auction conference. In this way, it is not easy to attract others' attention, right?"
Now that the matter has come to this point, Ye Ming nodded and said: "It makes sense, it makes sense. It's because you people have been playing for a long time. Seniors, Brother Ma, you have to take care of me in the future."
ah."
Ma Weidu also said very righteously: "This matter is easy to talk about. Who is related to who among us? Look, if you follow me to the ghost market, then at four o'clock tomorrow morning, there will be a big ghost market east of Panjiayuan.
Cement block, wait for me over there."
Ye Ming said without thinking: "Where is Panjiayuan? I heard that the ghost market is over there in xw district. Why did you go to Panjiayuan? Isn't it a demolition construction site over there? It's not there yet.
Do you know what Panjiayuan is used for?"
Ma Weidu said with a smile: "Silly boy, don't you understand? Why is this antique market called a ghost market? A ghost market is not visible to the light. The police often go to deal with this ghost market. It is useless to crack down on speculation.
Well. Therefore, this ghost market needs to change places frequently. Places such as Xuanwu, Panjiayuan, Longfu Temple, etc. are all uncertain. Most laymen do not know the specific location at all, otherwise the police will know it.
That would be a bit troublesome.
Okay, don’t forget it at four o’clock tomorrow morning. By the way, you’d better bring your ID with you, just in case.”
Ma Weidu was the editor of youth literature at the time, and he was a man of culture. Therefore, it was natural for him to play with antiques. If you, a farmer, were to bring a few antiques with you and were discovered by the police, it would be quite troublesome.
The next day, Ye Ming drove his car early in the morning and drove to a large group of rocks on the east side of Panjiayuan. In fact, it was left over during the demolition. It was just a reinforced concrete beam. Good guy, it looked like it weighed seven or eight tons. It didn’t matter.
It’s really hard to clean up, so no wonder it’s been kept here.
Just as Ye Ming stopped, Ma Weidu greeted him from inside: "Xiaoye, Xiaoye, what's over here? Come over here with the cart, don't stop." In the early hours of the morning, although his voice was low, Ye Ming was very fast after all.
I heard it.
In fact, the current ghost market is not very prosperous at the time. It is a dark area with occasional flashlight lights. If you take a rough look, you can see that there are more than 20 stalls in the whole place. In fact, it is not that big.
Ma Weidu explained at the side: "We were hit last time, and at least half of the people were hiding at home waiting for the news to pass. Those who come out now are either short of money on hand, or veterans with quick eyesight and quick hands. Generally speaking,
Let me tell you, in this situation, there is nothing very good. You should practice your skills first. Don't just say what you want to buy. I will introduce you to a few people. Once you get familiar with them, everyone will be able to talk to you. Even if there are good things in the future, Night Raid
They just called you directly."
Antique dealers in the 1980s knew how to attract customers. If a person like this said he didn't want to get rich, it would be an application form that was simply nonsense.
But think about it, yes, Ma Wei is a strain gauge, and the work unit has a phone. Who knows who is on the other end of the phone? Anyway, everyone knows that Ma Wei is a member of the circle, and he cannot be an informant of the police. That’s right.
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Ma Weidu is here and can be considered a celebrity. Basically, he is familiar with all the stall owners. Even if he doesn't know the stall owner's real name, his nickname is still Menqing.
As he walked, Ma Weidu greeted everyone, and then found a few familiar and reliable stall owners to introduce to Ye Ming. Ma Weidu just introduced him: "Xiaoye, this is Lao Jin, nicknamed Da.
Jinya is an old man in our field. If you want some hairpins, earrings or something, just go to him. He is quite interested in these things and has a lot of these things in his hand.
Lao Jin, this is my little brother. He is a college student and a newcomer to the industry. You need to take more care of him and don't let those old guys get you into trouble."
Lao Jin laughed and said: "Master Ma, look at what you said, who dares to bully your friends? Don't worry, befriend me. There will be nothing wrong with you."
Ma Weidu didn't appreciate the flattery at all, and snorted and said: "You old guy, don't do this to me, didn't you hot girls do the same to me when I first came here?
Okay, I'll go around for a while and see you later."
It seemed that there was nothing in Lao Jin's stall that interested Ma Wei, so he rushed directly to the next stall owner. At this time, Ye Ming and Ma Wei wandered around for half a circle, and their hands were empty, with nothing.
What a funny thing, what Ma Weidu said is absolutely correct.
They were raided by the police just once. No wonder everyone is so wary. Even if they have something good, they probably don't dare to bring it out at this time of crisis.
On the other hand, Ma Weidu Ma Ye was holding a palm-sized Kangxi blue and white plum vase in his hand, a small trinket from a serious Kangxi official kiln, each costing five yuan.
Ma Weidu said that the purchase was expensive, but then he said that as long as you just like antiques, you can't say whether you will suffer a loss or not. As long as the items are right, you won't suffer much at all.
There are not many fakes in the antique market now, but they are relatively rare. If you pay a little attention and don't be too greedy, it's usually not a big deal.
When Ma Weidu stood in front of an old man with a goatee in his fifties or sixties, he introduced: "Ye Zi, this is the old money, and he is also an old man here. There are fewer things in his hands, and he is more troublesome.
Old houses are also destined to have good fortune in the capital. However, this old guy is a bit slippery, so you have to be careful and ask more about the price."
Naturally, they won't be happy if you bury them like this.
Lao Qian opened his mouth and just wanted to defend himself, but he heard someone in the distance saying hello and the police were coming.
In an instant, all the stall owners quickly packed up their things and ran away.
Ye Ming, with quick eyesight and quick hands, saw something dropped by Lao Qian on the ground. He picked it up and saw that it was a Xiangfei bamboo folding fan. From the outside, it looked like it was old. When Ye Ming raised his head once and wanted to greet Lao Qian, he picked it up and saw it.
When the things were returned to him, there was no longer a stall owner in the market.
Not to mention the stall owners, even the buyers don't have many pieces. This Panjiayuan is a demolished place, so it is connected in all directions. Even if the police want to make dumplings, it is not easy. Therefore, the ghost market chooses
Here, that's not unreasonable, it's easy to escape.
As for whether the police say they can catch some people, that depends on the luck of the police. Anyway, the police mainly focus on crackdowns, to shock these people, and they are not trying to arrest them all. As for who will be arrested,
Who can escape depends on your luck.
At this time, Ye Ming opened the door and took a look at the image of clouds and mountains and rivers. It looked like it was either from Mount Tai or Wangwu Mountain, or it was a landscape near a larger city in the north.]
Anyway, it was painted with a freehand brushwork, like an autumn scene. If there is frost in autumn in the south, there will be relatively few frosts.
It’s just that it’s really hard to tell where it is. This is indeed an unusual difficulty.
And Ma Weidu is not an ordinary person. Although he is not as experienced as an antique dealer, he is still an experienced person and has a lot of experience in how to escape.
This is different from those people who just randomly bump into each other like headless chickens.
Ma Weidu has actually checked two or three escape routes. In fact, this is a relatively normal thing. Buying and selling antiques is not a glorious thing here. If you are caught,
After all, it would be shameless. Therefore, every time Ma Wei visited the ghost market, he had already planned his escape route in advance. Even if the police didn't come at all this time, he still had to plan for it.
This is a good habit, and the police may come to crack down on you every time they get the news.
Just like this time, it has not been a week since the last time the police cracked down on the ghost market. If we follow normal rules, the police department will come here to crack down again so soon.
But sometimes there are exceptions, explaining that the Internet requires strict crackdowns, so the police will crack down on the ghost market by the way.
Ma Weidu greeted Ye Ming and said: "Don't look at it. It looks like it's just a part of Tang Bohu's Autumn Frost Picture. I paid five yuan to the sky. When I meet Lao Qian later, just give it to him. It's better to follow me first and let the police
It’s not good to be caught after all.”
In a few moments, the old fox Maweidu took the little fox Ye Ming to the entrance of an alley.
At this moment, Ma Weidu smiled and said: "Did you see it, Ye Zi, this is experience. With these experiences, if the police catch you, it will be an easy thing."
As the old saying goes, a proud soldier will be defeated, and no matter how cunning a fox is, he cannot defeat a good hunter.
Every time he walked through this alley, Ma Wei was able to escape smoothly, then bought soy milk and fried dough sticks and went to work. But this time, I don’t know if there were some traitors in the ghost market, but there were actually two people hiding in this alley.
A policeman.
When the police saw the two people, they immediately greeted them and said, "What are you doing? Stop and get checked." Ma Weidu was immediately dumbfounded. This big slap in the face made a crackling sound.
However, Ma Weidu immediately stopped the car and said hello: "Comrade police, we are on our way to work. We are just passing by. Seeing the excitement here, we came over to see what happened. You guys
What are you doing? Is there a fugitive here?"
Referring to a deer as a horse and talking nonsense is also a way to deal with the police. Who knows that the police are not fools. You were so powerful that you just said it at the entrance of the alley, and the police heard every word.
Now you are pretending to be an innocent melon-eater, how can such a good thing happen? Therefore, the police are also very rude. The older policeman, who has rich experience, said righteously: "Work, what unit do you work for? Take it."
Come out and see your work permit."
Ma Weidu saw that this trick to confuse the public did not work, so he obediently took out his work permit.
And Ye Ming also took out his work permit very quickly.
Two people came out of the ghost market. One, Ma Weidu, had a bulging pocket. He knew there was something at a glance. The other, Ye Ming, was more direct. He also held a fan in his hand. It's autumn. You can make a fan.
What, are you trying to be cool?
I don’t doubt that these two people are simply unjust. However, after the police saw the work IDs of Ma Weidu and Ye Ming, they relaxed a lot.
Seeing this, Ma Weidu said: "Are you the editor of youth literature?"
Ma Weidu nodded and said, "Yes, I am responsible for the readers' mailboxes of youth literature."
The older policeman nodded and said, "Let me tell you, it used to be the enthusiastic lady who wrote youth literature, but then it was changed to a reader's mailbox. The relationship was changed."
Ma Weidu nodded and said, "No, our Sister Liu who is in charge of the enthusiastic eldest sister has retired, so it will be me. Naturally, she can no longer be called the enthusiastic eldest sister, right?"
Since he was so familiar and seemed to be an educated person, the policeman didn't say anything, but looked at Ye Ming and said, "Are you from Yenching University? Department of Archeology? It doesn't look like that."
Ye Ming immediately explained: "I am from the junior class of Yenching University. I just graduated this year. I am not working as a counselor in the school. I am majoring in the literature department, studying Chinese, and the elective is the archeology department. But recently I
I have been seconded to the CCTV Red Mansion crew. I just went there yesterday and the new work permit has not been issued yet. I can only use the diploma from Yenching University first. This is not the case. I also stopped by to take a look. Unexpectedly
When you catch up with comrades police officers and you are performing your official duties, if I had known about it, I wouldn’t have watched the excitement."
Literary people, the police obviously knew what these two people were here for. In the eyes of the police, the cultural people were just pretentious. They were obviously here to play with antiques, but they came here secretly and even said they were here to watch the fun.
The police are not willing to mess with this group of people. Who knows who this cultural person might know after being arrested? The implications are huge.
Moreover, they were from a serious work unit. The older policeman returned the work ID cards to the two people and said hello to them to leave.