Daomu Biji

Fifty years later, at Xiling Society, Hefang Street, Hangzhou, my thoughts were interrupted by an old man. I closed my grandfather's notebook and looked at him.

"Do you accept rubbings here?" He asked me with a strange look, as if he had some special purpose.

I don't care about temporary business. Most of the transactions in the antique market are done in private. On the surface, it is just a small business, and there is not much money to be made, so I just perfunctory him: "Yes, but the price is not high." It means, if you don't have any good things, just go away, don't delay the uncle's reading.

"Oh, so can you introduce me?" the guy asked, looking like he was shopping in a supermarket.

I'm a little impatient. In our business, we haven't opened for three years, and we've been open for three years. I'm used to leisure on weekdays. I hate serving customers who don't know much about it. Every antique thing has a story behind it. Speaking of it, there is no end to the day. If every customer comes here to introduce us, we don't have to do business. It's better to open a teahouse directly.

I waved to him and said that this place is not responsible for introducing, there are many other houses next door, please go to the next door to have a look.

The man looked at me in embarrassment, but didn't go out, and asked again: "Then I want to ask, is there any rubbings of the Silk Books of the Warring States Period here? It was stolen by a few local masters in Changsha 50 years ago, and was stolen by an American The one that someone cheated?"

"You said you were cheated by the Americans, and there are still there." I became angry when I heard it. "Of course I went to the market to look for rubbings. If there is a designated one, how can I find it?"

He lowered his voice: "I heard that you have connections, I was introduced by Lao Tiao?".

When I heard the name Laoyou, I was shocked. Didn't Laoyou enter the cell the year before last? Why, did he confess me? Then this guy in front of me could not be a policeman, I panicked all of a sudden and stuttered: "Wow... who is itchy, I don't know him."

"I understand, I understand," he chuckled, and took out a watch from his pocket, "Look, Old Tick said that you'll understand it once you see this."

That watch was given to him by his first love when Lao Xi was in Northeast China. He took it as his life, and when he was drunk, he would take out this watch and look at it while yelling "Jua, Lia", I asked him What is your old lady's name? He thought about it for a long time, and then cried out, saying that I forgot the fuck. The fact that this old man is willing to give this watch to this person shows that this person does have some background.

But no matter how I look at this person, I feel that his appearance is disgusting, and he doesn't look like a serious person, but I still have to give some face to the old itchy introduction. Liang Zi.

I thought about it for a while, and decided to speak more bluntly, so I raised my hand directly: "My lord, that's your old itchy friend, what do you want from me?"

He grinned, revealing a big gold tooth: "A friend of mine brought something back from Shanxi, and I want you to show me if it's real."

When I heard it, I probably understood that this bird man is not a tomb robber. There must be something good that I have never seen before. Antique market runner.

But this kind of people are generally desperadoes, it is better not to be offended, I tried my best to show a standard smile in the service industry, and said to him: "Look at you with a Beijing accent, you big local target in Beijing came to the south to find I consulted, it is too flattering to me, there are many experts in Beijing, I am afraid you are not interested in drinking!"

He chuckled: "It is said that southerners are smart, and it is true. You are not old, but you can see it very clearly. To be honest, I am really not looking for you this time. I want to meet your old man?"

My heart was shocked, and my face changed instantly. My grandfather's background is very strange, and very few people know him. If someone asks, it is probably not a good thing, and he asked him coldly: "What is your intention to find my grandfather? "

That gold tooth looked so ugly to my face all of a sudden,

I was also taken aback, and hurriedly said, "No intention, no intention, I'm just an ordinary antique lover, I just want to know if your old man kept one or two rubbings after he stole the Warring States Silk Book in Baoziling, Changsha? We want to buy a copy to see if it is the same as the one we have?"

Before he finished speaking, I yelled at the dozing guy next to me: "Wang Meng, see off!"

The gold-toothed old man was in a hurry: "Don't worry, why do you want to drive people away when you talk?"

I said you came too late. My old man traveled westward last year. If you want to find him, go back and find a tree with a crooked neck and hang yourself. Maybe you can meet him again! As I said that, I pushed him out, and drove him all the way to the threshold.

The old man with big gold teeth was so thick-skinned that he hugged the pillar outside the threshold, refusing to leave, and shouted: "Don't worry, let me say something, let me say something!"

I dragged him for a long time and couldn't move him, and I couldn't do anything about him, so I scolded: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, don't delay my business!"

"I said you are a little grandson, why don't you listen to what you say?" He smiled wickedly: "It doesn't matter if the old man is gone, and I didn't say what happened. Anyway, take a look at the things I brought , you are also showing off your old itchy face, aren't you?"

I took a look at him, this man is not smiling, it depends on his appearance here, and he has already attracted a large group of tourists to watch him outside, if the trouble continues, I will probably be in tomorrow's newspaper, so I have to Nodded: "That's fine, let's take a good look at you recently, don't play like a monkey here, but I said ugly words first, I dare not say if I can see the result."

"That's that, I'm also in this line of work, I understand the rules!"

In fact, there are more than 20 volumes of the Silk Book of the Warring States Period, and each volume is different. The one that my grandfather stole at that time was only a short part of it. There are indeed several rubbings that have been preserved to this day. Even if you have money, you can't buy it. Even if I tell nonsense, the old man will never find out.

The few of us went back to the back room, I asked Wang Meng to pour a cup of tea for the old man, and then asked him to take out his things, the old man with gold teeth took out a blank paper from his arms and handed it to me, and I Just look at it, shit, it's still a copy.

"That's right, that baby can run around with it, and it will be broken in a fight." He said, still keeping his voice down in a mysterious way: "If I didn't have a wide range of travel, this thing would have gone abroad a long time ago. Serve the people, right?".

I chuckled, "You look like an upside-down, I think you dare not make a move, this is a national treasure, you don't want your head anymore!"

When I exposed a sentence, the old man's face turned green, but he had to bear with it if he wanted something from me, and said: "You can't say that, every line of work has its own way, I think your old man was a local teacher in Changsha back then. At that time, the reputation spread far and wide..."

I put my finger on his nose and said, "Don't talk too much, and if you want to mention my grandpa, take this thing back and take a look at it yourself!"

"Okay, let's stop, give me a quick look, so I can run away quickly"

I unfolded the white paper and looked at the typesetting inside. I knew that this was a well-preserved Warring States silk book, but it was not the one that my grandfather stole at that time. But after a closer look, I found that it was completely different from the real one. . Since I agreed to help others to see it, I didn't want to be perfunctory, so they will come to trouble me in the future, so I put this thing under a magnifying glass and examine it carefully.

After watching the time when I had a cigarette, I gradually got a bottom line in my heart. I shook my head to Gold Tooth who was looking at me with hope, and said: "Although the age is relatively old from the copied lines, it should be The fakes from the later dynasties, that is to say, are antique fakes. This is a very embarrassing thing. Your copy of this thing is so bad, I can’t be sure. I can only guess that it is something from the Han Dynasty. How can I say it? You say he’s fake, but he’s not fake, you say he’s real, and he’s not real, that’s all.”

"Then is this the one your grandfather stole?"

"To tell you the truth, my grandpa stole the share that he didn't come to himself and was tricked by that Yankee after he took a look at it. I really can't answer your question." I pretended to be very sincere and sighed. I took a deep breath and thought, if I let him know that I have rubbings in my hand, it will definitely spread, and it will be difficult to recruit other people at that time, so it is better to fool him and let him go to other places to find a way.

Seeing my appearance, the gold-toothed old man really believed me, and sighed: "That's really a coincidence. It seems that if I don't go to find that American, I'm afraid it's really hopeless."

"Why, why do you care so much about this volume?" I asked, this is too strange, the collection of these ancient books depends on fate, if you want to find a set of 20 volumes of ancient books from the Warring States Period, that would be too greedy up.

"Little brother, to tell you the truth, I'm really not an upside-down fighter. Look at my body, it's quite a toss, but my friend is indeed an expert, and I don't know what he's selling. Anyway , People have their own reasons, so it’s not easy for us to ask more.” He chuckled, shook his head and sighed: “Okay, since I got what you said, I’m dying too, don’t delay my little brother, let’s go first step"

After speaking, he stood up, gave me a fist, and then left without looking back. I saw him leaving so disappointed, and I couldn't bear it, but in our business, it is absolutely impossible not to be careful everywhere. The big deal for such a small matter like him is to spend more time. After thinking about it, I let it go .

At this time, I suddenly didn't take the copy paper away. It may be that I was hit too hard just now. I picked it up and looked at the content, and suddenly found an interesting pattern. It was a fox-like human face with two The eyes without pupils are very three-dimensional, as if they were sunken out of the paper. I took a breath when I saw it. I was only concerned about judging his age just now, and I didn’t read the content carefully. Now it seems that this should be It is also a rare treasure. When the old itch comes out, I will be happy to use this copy to make a few fake rubbings.

I took a picture of it with a digital camera, and gave the paper to Wang Meng outside. If the gold tooth came back later, I would return it to him directly, so that he thought I was out to take advantage of him.

My grandfather is a native of Changsha, a tomb robber. It is not surprising that my grandfather entered this industry. In today’s words, it is hereditary. When my great-grandfather was 13 years old, there was a drought in central China. In those days, there was a famine when there was a drought. , even if you have money, you can’t buy anything to eat. At that time, there was nothing in the corners of Changsha, but there were many ancient tombs, so I relied on mountains to eat three, and relied on tombs to eat tombs. The whole village fought together. I don’t know about those years How many people died of starvation, but none of them died in their village, all relying on the dug up things to exchange food with foreigners.

After a long time, this thing has a cultural accumulation. In my grandfather's generation, there are already rules and sects. In history, tomb robbers are divided into two factions, the north and the south. Mainly rely on soil exploration to find ancient tombs. Before the Republic of China, they used cones, and after the Republic of China, they used Luoyang shovels. One nose can determine the depth of the dynasty. Now many novels describe Luoyang shovels at every turn. In fact, the Northern School does not use Luoyang shovels. Based on the accurate judgment of the location and structure of the mausoleum, it is the so-called searching for dragons and acupuncture points.

The North-South faction is a big faction divided by literati and poets. It was originally not compatible with the affairs of the Jianghu. Later, after several troubled times, more people became monks halfway, and gradually brought these things into this industry. My grandfather never gave himself up before. After over-defining, when the disciples below asked about it, they realized that their approach probably belonged to the Southern School. Since the establishment of the two schools, they had been at odds. In such a famous hall, after you go in and take your things, you will leave, and you still have to buckle twice, bureaucracy. The southern sect has few rules, and they never shy away from the dead. People from the northern sect called the southern sect a dog and ruined cultural relics. Not one of the fallen buckets collapsed, and even the dead were pulled out for sale. It's like a thief and doing something to himself. Later, when the two gangs stepped on the plate, they often fought to the point of fighting for a fight. There was even a dead body fight in Xiangxi. In the end, the two factions finally divided by the Yangtze River. The northern faction was called Daodou, and the southern faction was called Tao. For sand or soil, the Luoyang shovel was invented after it was divided, and the northerners didn't even bother to use it.

After liberation, the boundaries between the North and the South became less clear. My grandfather said he was a Southern faction, but there were quite a few of them from the Northern faction, and their children became even more confused.

My grandfather did not know how to read. He entered a literacy class after liberation. At that time, he could only wash sand, and he was tortured to death after learning a word. Thanks to his education, he was able to record some of his experiences. In Changsha The third child in Baoziling is my grandfather. He recorded all these things in his old notebook word by word. My grandfather came to Hangzhou and settled down here.

That note is a family heirloom of my family. My grandfather's nose was completely abolished after that incident. Later, he trained a dog to smell the soil, and he was nicknamed "Dog King". This is a real thing. Now Changsha has been a Tufuzi, and people of the older generation know this name.

As for how my grandfather survived, what happened to my second uncle, great-grandfather and wife-in-law, my grandfather never told me. In my memory, I have never seen a second uncle with one eye and one arm. It is estimated that there are more bad things than good things. As soon as this matter was mentioned, my grandfather sighed and said, "That is not a story that children can listen to." No matter how we asked, how coquettish, he would not reveal a word . Finally, as we grow older, we gradually lose our childhood curiosity.

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When I closed that evening, I received a text message. I opened it and it was from my third uncle.

The third uncle is the only person in the previous generation of my family who is still engaged in such activities as tomb robbery. In his early years, he heard that he had been a good man for a while, but later his character did not get along with the leader, so he came out to fiddle with antiques by himself. The third uncle often boasted that he made his debut earlier than anyone else. He was alone at the age of six, and he was already famous in the eight factions at the age of ten. He could be said to be a natural tomb robber.

However, this tomb robber has basically given up his hands now. According to some of his staff, he would occasionally go down to the tomb to pick things up a few years ago. It's okay to be unconvinced.

I opened his text message, thinking that he was going to ask me to eat, and every time I thought of it, I said: "9 o'clock corn yellow sand"

This is a secret word on our line. It means that there is a new product, and I am asked to pick it out. The third uncle has a very good relationship with Mangshan, and there are many apprentices. Maybe some of them have set up another one. The tomb has arrived in Hangzhou. I was thinking about whether to go, and then I received another message: "There is a dragon's back, come quickly"

Money is tight recently, and seeing good things that I can’t buy, I might as well not look at them, but when he said that there is a dragon’s back, my eyes lit up. The dragon’s back means that there is a baby. The third uncle’s vision is surprisingly high, even he Everyone thinks it is a good thing, but I am afraid it is really a peerless treasure. If this kind of opportunity is missed, it will be gone.

I made up my mind right away, closed the store door, and drove straight to my third uncle's place in my broken Jinbei car. His place was crowded with people when it was dirty, and there might be nothing left if I went there later. I was a little anxious, so I stepped on the accelerator a few more times without knowing it, but I was stopped by a traffic police comrade at the intersection. After a long time, it was an hour after the car arrived downstairs. I just got out of the car , I heard him yelling from above, "Stinky boy, tell you to hurry up, you have been f*cking around for a long time, there is still a fart for coming now!"

I was already cold in my heart. Hearing what he said, I knew that the things must have been sold, so I leaned on him: "No, third uncle, leave the good things to me, and you sold too fast."

"You fucking know it's a good thing, so you won't hurry up. I'm the first to notify you!"

I groaned, and didn't want to explain. At this time, a young man came out from his front door, carrying a long camphorwood box on his back. The outside was tightly wrapped with cloth, and only one side of the cover was exposed. I know this thing is called a sword box, and it is used to put swords or swords. The box alone is worth a lot. If there is a sword in it, it will be astronomical.

I figured it was the back of the dragon, so I pointed to the thing on the young man's back. The third uncle nodded and made a gesture of resignation.

At the moment, I felt uninterested, and was about to go back the same way, but the third uncle told me to wait, saying that there were still many people picking things from his warehouse upstairs, and asked me to come up to help collect the money. I thought I would be fine at night , just go up to join in the fun.

After the matter was settled, I made half a glass of Wuliangye, drank it with him, and told him about the old man with gold teeth who came to spy on me today. With a voice: "Gold tooth from Beijing, yell, this is really committing suicide on the bridge and not jumping into the river-hitting the bridge (coincidentally)."

I was puzzled when I heard that the third uncle still knew them, so I asked what was going on. The third uncle said that he had heard in recent years that there were a few people who were very aggressive with gold thieves, and there was a gold tooth in Beijing who was responsible for selling them. Goods, it seems that a treasure cave has indeed been opened in Shanxi recently, and it seems that a lot of treasures have been poured out for them.

I thought the silk script might have come from the tomb in Shanxi, so I printed out the contents of the digital camera for him to see. The third uncle's face was blank, and he had already entered the state. When he saw the silk book, his expression suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" I asked, "What's wrong with this thing?"

He frowned and said, "I told you to learn more from me, kid, but you just didn't listen. Anyone with a discerning eye can see this at a glance. This is a map."