Antiques with golden eyes

Chen County.

Qingyun Town is not the largest town in Chen County, but it is famous for its beautiful scenery in Chuzhou.

In addition, it is also famous in Jiangnan because of the large number of literati in ancient times, who produced many successful candidates and Jinshi.

Although it is not as good as the Zhuangyuan Town in Guanxian County, Qingyun Town has also produced one number one scholar, two second place students and more than a dozen Jinshi.

The top scholar in the provincial examination, the second in the provincial examination, the first in the palace examination, just one step away from the third Yuan, and eventually became the prime minister.

The place where he was born is called Jieyuan Village.

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At the entrance of Jieyuan Village, Lin Yian slowly walked out of the back seat of a brand-new Bentley with the support of several men in suits and leather shoes.

More than ten meters away, an ancient house with three entrances and an extremely large area attracted his attention.

In front of the house, there are towering old trees and green plants. On the right side of the house, there is a sparkling river flowing north around the house.

In terms of Feng Shui metaphysics, this house faces south, with mountains and water at its back, making it a place where people can prosper and make money.

Lin Yian has an elegant face, wearing a white shirt on the upper body, a pair of black trousers on the lower body, and his leather shoes are polished and spotless.

The pair of top brand rimless glasses on his face makes him even more bookish. Coupled with the briefcase in his hand, he completely looks like a university professor.

He looked at the big house in front of him for more than ten minutes, then suddenly pointed to the courtyard door and said to several men behind him: "There seems to be something missing on the door of this house, what do you think?"

A bald man nodded quickly, "I feel like there is a missing character, why don't I buy some white paint and write it on?"

Lin Yian turned to look at the other party, and said with some hatred: "Are you out of your mind? Is this kind of ancient courtyard demolished casually?

"Do you think you are defrauding workers at construction sites or money-grubbing vendors in the urban-rural fringe area?

"There is a couplet missing on this gate. When we rent it, we will write one: Nine Jinshi in one discipline, Three Jieyuan in seven generations.

"Those who are digging into old houses have seen it, and haven't they trampled down the threshold?"

"Yes, Brother An, you have a great idea."

"Yeah, we can't compare to Brother An's mind."

"It is."

Lin Yian has long been immune to the flattery of his subordinates, "Did you call Lao Chen?"

"I called him and he said he would definitely arrive in half an hour, and it's almost there now."

"Ding bell..."

An old man wearing gray short-sleeves came slowly from the village on a weighted bicycle with a beam.

The bicycle is well maintained, and the hub and spokes are polished to shine.

There was a small pony hanging on the back seat of the car, and there were freshly picked cucumbers and beans in the basket. He looked like an ordinary old man who played chess with his friends and then went to the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables.

The old man came nearby, first set up his bicycle, and then took out a pair of black-framed reading glasses from his pocket and put them on. He scanned everyone present as if looking at a thief.

"Who made the rental call?"

No one answered him, only Lin Yian nodded and smiled at him.

When the old man saw Lin Yian, his face changed instantly, and the pupils in his eyes shrank, full of surprise.

However, this expression immediately disappeared without a trace, returning to its original listless appearance.

"Brother Chen, are you okay?" Lin Yian said hello with a smile.

"Oh, isn't this brother Lin?" Lao Chen swept away his previous serious expression and walked quickly towards Lin Yian. At the same time, he said very enthusiastically: "Hello, brother Lin. I didn't expect that we would meet again."
Lin Yian said with emotion, "How about you, brother? We haven't seen each other for ten years, right? I really miss you."

"Why, are you out of the mountain again?"

Lin Yian looked around and then whispered: "I have to rent a prop from you, brother!"

Old Chen raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Easy to say, easy to say."

"I need to use your house for two months. How much does the rent cost?" Lin Yian didn't say any nonsense and went straight to the point.

Old Chen Tou was also very straightforward, "The rent is 300,000 yuan per month and the deposit is 150,000 yuan per month. Since we have cooperated before, the deposit can be halved.

"But you have to take good care of the antique furniture, porcelain calligraphy and paintings in the house, especially those unknown paintings from the Qing Dynasty."

When he heard that the monthly rent was as high as 300,000 yuan, Lin Yian's facial muscles moved uncontrollably.

He stayed for a few seconds before letting out a heavy breath, "Brother, are you too shady? Three hundred thousand a month. At this price, you can buy a 50-square-meter one-bedroom apartment in Chuzhou City.

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"Hey, three hundred thousand is a lot of money to others, but to you, if you sell a fake, it will cost you ten or a hundred times, right?

"Compared to what you earn, the little money I charge is really not much!"

After Old Chen Tou finished speaking, he took out a self-rolled dry cigarette from his pocket, put it under his nose, sniffed it gently and put it back, with a subtle hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

"Two hundred thousand per month." Lin Yian said a price.

"Three hundred thousand is not a lot. Last time you used two Song Dynasty paintings to defraud a calligraphy and painting shop owner named Lan of more than two million. He had a heart attack and couldn't afford it. He died in his forties.

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"We haven't seen each other for ten years, and now you are riding in a luxury car worth millions. If I guess correctly, you are going to make at least 18 million this time, right?"

Old Chen's cloudy eyes looked straight at Lin Yian, and his facial expression seemed to be telling Lin Yian that I've got you.

Lin Yian sighed softly and reached back his hand. Someone immediately took fifteen wads of banknotes and put them in his hand.

Lin Yian took it and handed it to Old Chen, "Take the money and leave quickly. I don't want to run into you around this house again in the next two months.

"In addition, others asked about the owner of this house. I hope you can take care of the surrounding neighbors."

Old Chen took the money and shrugged very calmly: "House, whose house is it? Everyone in the village knows that the old man and I have terminal cancer, and my brain is confused. How do I know who owns this house?

"As for the neighbors, you don't need to worry about this at all. Everyone knows that this is my ancestral home, and no one will say anything. If you reveal your secret because of me, the old rules will apply, and the rent will be refunded."

After hearing what Old Chen Tou said, Lin Yian's expression softened slightly, "I like to cooperate with smart people like you, brother. Although it costs a lot of money, it saves worry and effort."

Old Chentou smiled thoughtfully at Lin Yi'an, "Someone will come to collect the rent in a moment. I only want cash.

"Another word of advice to you, if you do too many bad things, you will eventually be rewarded. If you don't take money with you in life or death, just spend enough.

"By the way, there are three rent collectors. One takes the money and leaves, and the other two stay as mutes to look at the house. Just treat them as if they are free." After Old Chen Tou finished speaking, he immediately got on his bicycle and drove away.

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Seeing Lao Chentou walking away, Lin Yian spat on the ground and said bitterly: "Bah, you are worse than me. If something goes wrong, you will blame it all on me. It's true that poor people come from poor places...

"But, you got stomach cancer ten years ago, and you probably don't have a few more years to live now."

Thinking of this, Lin Yian's mood gradually improved.

He has used the name Lin Yian for more than ten years, and he has gradually regarded himself as Lin Yian.

In fact, his original name is: Li Shuanzhu, and he is from Zhangjiacun, Guanxian County. Of course, not all people named Zhangjiacun have the surname Zhang, but a village with mixed surnames.

Among the three generations of Lao Li's family, he has only one son. He was named Shuanzhuan because he was afraid of losing him.

It's just that Li Shuanzhuo is lazy and easy to eat. When he was young, he stole from others and cheated when he was older.

Finally, one day in the mid-1990s, he deceived people and got into trouble, and was severely punished.

However, he was also tough. Even after five of his ribs were broken, he didn’t beg for mercy or cry out in pain.

The other party's head was a man named Feng Ye, who had a big back and wore a pair of black sunglasses. He threw him 10,000 yuan and asked him if he would like to join them.

It was the mid-1990s, and 10,000 yuan was nothing more than an astronomical figure to Li Shuanshuo.

This group of people call themselves "Danshan Taibao", also known as Tufuzi.

Of course, this is to put gold on one's own face. To put it bluntly, they are a group of ground rats and earth rats who fight against each other.

However, Mr. Feng and his gang are not ordinary people in the tumbledown. Although their usual identities are peddlers who travel around to collect antiques, they specialize in tumbledown and won't even look at ordinary tombs.

Li Shuanzhuo followed him to several large tombs, and there was even the tomb of a Ming Dynasty prince.

It's just that he was a "monk" halfway after all. Although he learned a set of unknown wild boxing from the martial arts master in the town when he was young, and could knock down several strong men easily, it wasn't until he got to the underground tomb that he realized that it was basically...

Both eyes turned black.

Every time he went to the tomb, he was careful and cautious, but he still got injured in a general's tomb full of traps.

At that time, he was tired from digging and leaned against the stone wall to take a rest.

Unexpectedly, the green bricks under his feet suddenly sank, and an iron arrow as thick as a thumb flew out from the machine spring. It first shattered the ever-burning lamp in his hand, and then passed straight through his waist.

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The arrow was so powerful that it shattered his right kidney, causing him to suffer from massive hemorrhage and shock.

Later, he was sent to an unlicensed clinic that he was familiar with to have his kidneys removed. Although his life was saved, his body also collapsed and he became a disabled person. It was impossible to go to the grave again.

Fortunately, Mr. Feng did not give up on him. He threw him a sum of money and a dozen fakes and asked him to change his career and start an antique fairy bureau.

At the same time, he was given a very elegant name: Lin Yian.

It's a pity that Li Shuanzhao, no, it's a pity that Lin Yi'an's deception is very low-level. The fakes that Feng Ye gave him at first were all fake at first glance. He often failed nine times out of ten times he set up a trap.

Sometimes after a month or two of preparation, meeting a well-informed buyer can end up losing all your money.

But Lin Yian didn't give up.

The people around him will never leave him.

Because there is nothing faulty about Lin Yian's work. As long as you contribute to the set up, you will get your share of the money.

The greater your efforts, the more you will get.

After two or three years, he made his subordinates understand one thing, that is, they can earn a living by following Brother Lin.

Slowly, Lin Yi'an's deception became more and more sophisticated, which made Master Feng even more admirable, and the "antiques" that Master Feng gave him became the kind of fakes that are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

As he made more and more money for Master Feng, his status in Master Feng's group of so-called "Taobao" also became higher and higher. After more than ten years, he has become Master Feng's right-hand man.

In the past, Lin Yian pursued a lot. In addition to money, he also liked the indescribable feeling after successfully deceiving someone.

But now he is a little tired of it. After this round, Lin Yian is ready to end his life as a liar.

Also, take away all the money you can.

His subordinates.

Mr. Feng’s.

Everyone's.