Save the Bachelor of Heaven

The next day, when Xiang Nan returned to the factory, everyone in the factory paid attention to him.

Yesterday, he fell Li Chengtao three somersaults in a row. His strength and kung fu made him jaw-dropping.

Because of this, Xiang Nan has become famous in the factory.

The so-called beauty loves heroes. Many young female workers stared at him, and some of them used to rely on their seniority to ignore apprentices like Xiang Nan, but now they see Xiang Nan with a much more respectful attitude.

Feeling this change, Xiang Nan was naturally happy.

In addition, it is also a beautiful thing for him and Cai Xiaoli to formally establish a relationship, which can be described as double happiness.

In comparison, Li Chengtao was a little embarrassed.

In the past, he always boasted that he had been a fool, how capable he was, and how desperate he was, so that a group of people who didn't know the details gave him three points of courtesy.

As a result, he had big eyes yesterday, and Xiang Nan beat him like a grandson.

Because of this, when he came to work, everyone pointed and snickered, which made him feel ashamed. So within a few days, he chose to transfer away.

Li Chengtao's departure was nothing to Xiang Nan.

Because he never regarded Li Chengtao as an opponent, the grade was too low.

...

A few days later, it was New Year's Day.

2076, a new year, a new atmosphere.

In January, "People's Literature" resumed publication.

For Xiang Nan, the opportunity to make a name for himself has finally arrived.

He hurriedly wrote the poems he wrote during the holidays, such as "The Spring Water in the Borderlands is Clear and Pure", "The Sun Is the Reddest, and the Chairman Is the Closest", "We Are the Successors of Communism", "I Love You, China", etc., and mailed them go out.

As long as one of these poems is published, it is an extremely honorable thing for him.

Because "People's Literature" is the highest-level publication in the country. It is of great significance that one's own poems can wait on it.

However, there is no fee for writing manuscripts at this stage.

Because from 1966, the manuscript fee was abolished as a "bourgeois legal right", and it would not be officially restored until 1977.

But in fact, as long as it is famous, it will be beneficial, so Xiang Nan is not in a hurry.

...

Entering the New Year, Yili Food Factory is working overtime almost every day and rushing to work day and night in order to meet the people's demand for bread during the Spring Festival.

Xiang Nan was forced to stop the second-hand car business because he was too busy.

But even so, he did not make less money in the past six months. It was tossing the car again, and selling eggs again. At the end of the year, I made nearly 3,000 yuan.

This was considered a huge sum of money at the time.

Xiang Nan didn't spend the money recklessly, but took it to the cultural relics store and bought some cultural relics for collection.

In the 1970s, the price of cultural relics was simply too cheap. Kang Yongqian's official kilns cost only one or two hundred yuan. Forty years later, even 20 million yuan will not work.

Xiang Nan used the money he earned, except for a small part to be given to his family and a small part to be kept as capital, and most of the rest was bought as antiques.

However, he didn't dare to put it at home, instead he entrusted Chunming to put it at Uncle Guan's house.

Uncle Guan's real name is Guan Shan, he is a descendant of the Guerjia family in Zhenghuang Banner, and he is in the same family as Guan Zhilin, the great beauty of Xiangjiang. My ancestors had been tax officials in Chongwenmen, so they had a high position and authority, so they naturally searched for a lot of good things.

Uncle Guan has this origin, so he is quite good at literature and antiques, all kinds of allusions, all kinds of unofficial histories, and he can say that he has become a master.

However, although the old man is shrewd, he has no evil intentions. As a person of Zhengyangmen, what he does is the work of Zhengyangmen, he is just and honest, and has a clear conscience.

So Xiang Nan left things with him, not worried about being corrupted by him at all.

However, the fact that he bought antiques for collection still surprised Chunming.

"Jianjun, when did you like playing this game?" He asked suspiciously.

Chunming likes collecting cultural relics because he was influenced by Uncle Guan. When he was ten years old, he became a teacher of Uncle Guan and learned antique appreciation from him. After so many years, he has become an expert.

But Xiang Nan had never been interested in antiques, and now he spent thousands of dollars to collect so many porcelains, ancient paintings, and bronze statues from Ming and Qing Dynasties, which naturally made him a little puzzled.

"Hey, I don't like it. To be honest, I just want to sell money." Xiang Nan waved his hand and smiled, "As the saying goes, gold is hidden in troubled times, and antiques are hidden in prosperous times. In my opinion, the price of antiques will definitely rise in the future. I am now Receive a few pieces, and you will make a fortune in the future."

"Brother, I have to say a few words to you. Playing with antiques just for making money is the worst kind of thing." Chunming said immediately after hearing this.

He collects not for the sake of selling money, but purely for the cultural deposits contained in cultural objects and antiques. Looking at those antiques, it feels like talking to the ancients, which is very wonderful.

"Go~" Xiang Nan rolled his eyes at him, "The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Only when buying and selling antiques is profitable, can more and more people pay attention to it, like it, and collect it it, study it.

If antiques cannot be traded, who will take them seriously. Throw them all, smash them. At that time, let's not talk about admiring and playing with these antiques, even if you find a complete one, it will be difficult. "

Hearing what he said, Chunming nodded, admitting that what he said made some sense.

Since ancient times, there has been an antique business. And it is precisely because of the profitability that antiques can be hidden. Otherwise, who would bother collecting a bunch of worthless junk.

"However, in the future, if you sell, you are selling. You must not sell the country." Han Chunming finally insisted.

"Okay, when the time comes, if you have money, I'll sell it all to you, right?" Xiang Nan said with a smile.

"That's fine." Chunming nodded and smiled.

The funds in his hands are not enough. Xiang Nan can go to the cultural relics store to find goods, but if he wants to collect them, he can only walk around the streets and collect antiques by cheating and cheating. In this way, although money is saved, the efficiency is slow.

Moreover, the cultural relics stores can display and sell, basically all of them are high-quality goods, and there are no inferior goods. Xiang Nan bought all the top-notch goods from Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, and he was envious of many of them.

...

About a month later, the Chinese New Year is just around the corner.

As the year approached, Xiang Nan gave Cui Weihong 200 yuan.

He didn't save any bicycles this month, so Cui Weihong naturally had no income.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there is always something to buy.

"If there is more, there will be nothing more. You can keep the two hundred yuan first." Xiang Nan said, "We will work again when we are free next year."

"You should take the money back. In the past six months, you have made me a lot of money." Cui Weihong waved his hand.

Thanks to Xiang Nan's blessing, she dumped a lot of bicycles in the past six months and earned six to seven hundred yuan. She has been very content with helping the third, fourth, and fifth brothers all talk about their daughter-in-laws.

"If you tell me to take it, then take it. You are my woman, so what's the point of giving you money." Xiang Nan said forcefully with a straight face.

Cui Weihong still insisted on this, no longer evading, put away the money, then nodded and said, "Jianjun, I know, I can't marry you. If you don't let me go, don't worry, as long as you still want me, I will marry you." It's yours."

"Don't worry, I won't let you go." Xiang Nan also said.