59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chen Feng entered the room and saw the old man holding a scroll and looking at it.

Many people think that valuable things like antiques are concentrated in cities, but this is not true.

In fact, in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, many capitalists were also large landlords, or it can be said that landlords and private entrepreneurs were one and the same.

Chinese people have a special attachment to land.

Even if you want to make money in business, you have to buy hundreds of acres of land in your hometown.

It's not for the little bit of land rent, but to leave a way out for future generations.

During the turbulent times, servants of landlords often took things from their masters, and this was even more common in the old cities.

"Not bad, how much did it cost?"

Based on what Chen Feng had learned from Guan Shanxuxin, he could tell at a glance that this painting was created by a literati from the middle and late Qing Dynasty. It might not be famous, but it was also a good literary work.

"Twelve dollars and sixty cents!" Xu Damao's eyes rolled and his mouth expanded tenfold.

Chen Feng sneered and said, "I'll give you one more chance to reorganize your words. If you miss it, don't come here again!"

Xu Damao hesitated for a long time, but finally did not dare to test his own happiness.

"One dollar and twenty-six cents."

This guy remembers it very clearly!

Chen Feng and the old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If you buy something for one dollar and twenty-six cents, and you don't sell it but just use it yourself, even if you are reported, it does not constitute the crime of speculation.

According to the law, there are three types of speculation: one is hoarding, price manipulation, counterfeiting and selling inferior goods; the second refers to "underground" industrial and commercial activities that are outside the planned economic order; and the third refers to various forms of "rent-seeking" to earn the difference between the list price and the market price.

Xu Damao violated the second offense, namely illegal private transactions.

But if the total transaction amount is less than 10 yuan, even if you are taken to the police station, you just need to write a letter of apology and nothing will happen.

There is no way, there are so many illegal transactions now.

If people have to go to jail for a transaction amount of just over one dollar, then the great Eastern country will become a country of prisons.

Speculation is somewhat similar to stealing.

In later generations, if someone steals a few dozen dollars, he or she will at most be criticized and educated; if he or she steals more than 1000 dollars, he or she will be sentenced to less than three years in prison.

Under normal circumstances, the police are too lazy to do this, as it wastes police and procuratorate resources. They usually return the money and resolve the issue through negotiation, unless someone is deliberately seeking revenge.

Only when the theft exceeds 10,000 yuan will a case be filed.

Chen Feng opened the bag. He was skeptical about the number at first, but when he saw that there were several cigarette holders, he felt that there should be more than a hundred pieces in it.

I poured them out and counted them, there were exactly 102 pieces.

Among them, the most valuable is a small bronze Buddha statue about ten centimeters high.

The beliefs of the Qing Dynasty were relatively complex, mainly based on Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, supplemented by the traditional Northeastern shamanism.

Yong'an City in Beihai is the temple built by Kang Mazi for the great lamas. I don't know whether it has saved the lonely souls on Jingshan Mountain on the east side!

"Xu Damao, very good. I really like your hard-working spirit. Keep up the good work."

"Take the things back and put them away."

"what?"

Xu Damao was stunned.

He thought Chen Feng looked down on these little things, and hurriedly said: "With so many things, there must be a few good ones. This painting is okay."

"You know nothing!" The old man couldn't help laughing. "At best, it's just the writings left by an unknown scholar. It's okay to look at, but it doesn't have much value."

Xu Damao did not have much education, but he graduated from junior high school. Otherwise, he would not have stood out from many competitors and become a projectionist at the Red Star Steel Mill.

Back then, when the steel mill was selecting people to learn projection, there was also competition.

However, he really knows nothing about antiques. When he goes to the countryside to pick up old items, he only makes simple analyses based on the quality and appearance of the items.

Anyway, they only cost a few cents each, so he can afford it.

But it's a bit tragic that I can't even get all ten pieces.

"Um, Xiao Feng, there are so many, don't you like any of them?"

Chen Feng did not cheat him and said, "I accept the things, but I'll leave them at your home. I'll prepare ten days' worth of medicine for you later."

"why?"

Xu Damao asked doubtfully.

"No reason. Your house is not small. It's enough to store these things." Chen Feng turned and went to the bedroom next to the study to prepare the medicine.

The old man smiled and nodded. He guessed what his grandson was thinking.

Xu Damao was not stupid either. He judged Chen Feng's purpose by his own experience.

Chen Feng is on guard against him.

If someone reports him for speculation and profiteering, buying and selling antiques and cultural relics, and the items are in his home, even if he has ten mouths and says that it was Chen Feng's order, the police will not believe it, and will only think that he is crying "stop thief" and is purely slandering others!

Of course, he wouldn't dare to say it unless it was absolutely necessary!

"This guy is becoming more and more cunning!"

For some reason, he felt a sense of awe towards Chen Feng.

Villains fear power but not virtue. You can win over Sha Zhu with kindness, but you can only be more treacherous and brutal with Xu Damao!

Soon, Chen Feng came out with the prepared "Ten-fold Tonic Potion".

"Here you go, drink it!"

"Can it be left for a few days?" Xu Damao smelled the odor and felt like vomiting.

This potion is too strong!

"It's up to you. If the effect of the medicine wears off, don't blame me."

Chen Feng's words made Xu Damao look a little ugly. He suppressed his nausea and drank the glass of medicine.

"The big pot, the roast duck was confiscated by grandma."

At this time, Chen Li and their "snacks" were also discovered by the old lady and confiscated on the spot.

Before the little girl even entered the door, sad words accompanied by crying floated in.

"It's okay. You can have meat at lunch later."

Chen Feng comforted.

Chen Li opened her arms, asking for a hug and comfort.

Chen Feng held her in his arms and found that the grease on her face had been wiped clean by the old lady.

"Then I'll take it back and put it away?" Xu Damao looked at the things on the ground reluctantly.

"Well, when I need it, I'll naturally ask you for it."

Chen Feng planned to wait for a few months or half a year before quietly going to Xu Damao's house to take away his things, but he definitely couldn't tell him directly.

Xu Damao is a firewall!

It can effectively prevent trouble from falling on him.

Xu Damao didn't dare to offend Chen Feng, so he had to pack up the things and carry them back.

After he left, the old man asked, "Where did you get this secret recipe for male enhancement?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "I saw it from the Beihai Library. I didn't expect it would work for Zhuzi and Xu Damao."

"Write it to me. If it works, I'll put it in the manual."

The old man didn't think much about it. Chen Feng had read a lot of medical books these days, and maybe his theoretical knowledge was richer than his.

Chen Feng took out the "aphrodisiac recipe" he had written long ago and handed it to the old man. This was a real recipe and would definitely not harm people, but he was not sure whether it could improve sexual performance.

Everyone's physique is different, so the medication is also different.

After Xu Damao left the study, the old lady came in with a plate of roast duck and a bottle of Erguotou.

"Xiao Feng, when you bring back roast duck next time, don't spoil them."

"How can you eat roast duck as a snack?"

The old man picked up the chopsticks on the plate, picked up a piece of barbecue, and seemingly gave it to the little girl. When Chen Li opened her mouth happily, he instantly put it into his own mouth.

The little girl wanted to cry immediately.

Fortunately, Chen Feng felt sorry for her and grabbed a piece for her.

"Grandma, I understand."