Chapter 2 This is fate

After leaving Lao Zhangtou's house, the weather that was still cloudy just now has cleared up.

Riding an electric tricycle, Lu Fei was speeding through the streets of Dongcheng District.

My mind is full of confusion and thoughts.

The other person in his body, Lu Fei, was extremely talented and well-connected, and was very prosperous at that time.

In the end, he died together with the foreigners in order to prevent the national treasure from being lost overseas. He is a well-deserved national hero.

But here comes the problem.

I am a top student who graduated from the Department of History and Archeology, and I am especially familiar with modern history. .??.

What is certain is that there is no record of this genius in history.

This is a bit strange.

I don't know how long it took, but Lu Fei destroyed all the packs of cigarettes, still feeling dizzy and without any clue.

Throwing away the last cigarette butt, Lu Fei looked up at the sky and said to himself.

"That's it!"

"Buddhism flourished in prosperous times, but Taoism faced disaster in troubled times."

"Your fall is your calamity."

"Your era has ended. Now in the peaceful and prosperous era, the motherland has become so powerful."

"The swords and swords are gone. From now on, you are me and I am you."

"We share a life of glory and wealth."

"Zheng——"

A strange voice made Lu Fei take back his thoughts instantly.

"Huh?"

"Luck won't be so good!"

A middle-aged woman wearing glasses came out of the shop next to her, holding an A4 printing paper with the name "House for Rent" on the door, and casually threw a bag of garbage into the garbage bin.

Lu Fei got out of the car, opened the lid of the garbage bin without hesitation, and picked out the garbage bag that the middle-aged woman had just thrown away.

He took out a branch that was as black as charcoal and more than a foot long, looked it up and down, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and stuffed it into the bottom of the carriage.

Lu Fei bought a pack of cigarettes from a nearby store and entered the store with his hands behind his back.

This store is not small, covering hundreds of square meters.

On the wall on the left are the Four Gentlemen of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, as well as several photo frames about one foot tall.

The ground was littered with all kinds of household garbage, and the only thing of value was a dozen tea packaging cartons.

The middle-aged woman who just threw out the trash was holding a broom and talking on the phone, cursing and complaining.

"Damn, I'm so angry!"

"I just said that this Sun Dafu was too sexy and unreliable. He just rented it for three months and something happened."

"A few days ago, that turtle grandson hooked up with an Internet celebrity, and it turned out that the Internet celebrity was actually Yan Yonghui's horse."

"Yes, yes, that's the Yan Yonghui who hangs out with Huo Tao, nicknamed the Living King of Hell."

"Yesterday, I was caught and raped in bed by the King of Hell. The adulterer and adulterer had all their legs broken, and they extorted one hundred thousand yuan from Sun Dafu to settle the matter."

"His wife just came and took away all the things. If I had known, it would have been cheaper to rent it to Telecom as a business office."

Zhang Xin said, looking at Lu Fei who came in, holding the phone with one hand and asked with slight disgust.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Fei kicked a dozen waste paper boxes containing tea on the ground.

"Boss, can you sell cardboard boxes?"

Zhang Xin was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he was collecting rags.

It just so happened that Zhang Xin was at a loss when faced with the garbage all over the floor.

"Help me clean up the garbage here. The cardboard boxes and the junk will be given to you for free."

"These on the wall?"

"I don't want them all, even the nails on the wall, and throw them away. I'll buy you a bottle of Pepsi later."

A dozen cardboard boxes and useless junk can only be sold for ten yuan at most.

It costs at least 50 yuan to hire someone to clean up the garbage on the ground. It's better to make it yourself if you add a bottle of drink.

Zhang Xin applauded his shrewdness in his heart.

The female boss is so "generous", of course Lu Fei will not refuse.

The two hit it off immediately.

Zhang Xin was upset when she saw the mess in the store.

After a brief exchange of words, he returned to his car and continued gossiping with his best friend.

Lu Fei was the only one left in the empty room.

Ignore the garbage on the ground for now. The photo on the wall is a selfie taken by a short guy in a tea garden. It's worthless, so I just take it out and throw it into the trash.

The three plum orchid hanging scrolls were torn off and thrown away. The golden bamboo painting was left, and Lu Fei carefully took it down.

Brushing off the dust on it, Lu Fei chuckled. Unexpectedly, he picked up two leaks in a row.

This golden bamboo painting is about a square foot and a half. To be fair, the painting skills can only be said to be average.

There is neither Banqiao's god nor Zheng Xie's intention.

But what Lu Fei was interested in was not the golden bamboo, but the money and three seals on it.

The signature is the word "Meiling" in cursive script written by Juanjuan Xiuxiu.

Immediately below these two characters, there is a seal, a small plum blossom seal "Song Meiling Seal".

With this square seal, even if there is a corn on it, it is worth millions.

Song Meiling's name is well known to everyone.

The former first lady, a centenarian, enjoyed all the glory in her life.

Her old man’s work hehe

The surprise is not only this square seal, there are also two square seals, one large and one small, in the upper right corner.

The larger one is also in small seal script and is engraved with "Master of Dingyuanzhai".

At first glance, laymen may be a little confused when hearing these five words.

But in the eyes of experts, these five words mean synonymous with treasure.

Who is the owner of Dingyuanzhai?

That is the young marshal Zhang Xueliang, who is known as one of the four great princes of the Republic of China together with Aixinjueluo Pu Dong, the second prince Yuan Kewen, and the great collector Zhang Boju!

Zhang Xueliang lived to be a hundred years old and had countless treasures.

Anything that can be stamped with this square seal is a treasure among treasures, and is recognized by the world.

Everyone knows that Zhang Xueliang and the first lady had an irreversible friendship, and the two had many contacts in the United States in their later years.

The appearance of this square seal on the painting of the First Lady is purely a friendly guest appearance.

It's both unexpected and reasonable.

The last seal was somewhat wicked.

Between hieroglyphs and oracle bones.

The left side is similar to the word "knife", and the right side depicts a person.

A pictogram with a small head, a long neck, and thin arms and legs.

People who don't know the truth will spend their whole life studying it and still not be able to figure it out.

However, in the eyes of knowledgeable people, these two smoky pictographs with evil deeds are really awesome fighter jets.

These two characters are called "Great Thousand."

During the Anti-Japanese War, Zhang Daqian once guided the First Lady to create "Lotus at Sunset", and he and the First Lady were both teachers and friends.

Therefore, it is not unusual for Zhang Daqian’s seal to appear on the first lady’s works.

The originally plain golden bamboo picture doubled in value with the addition of these three seals.

As of now, it is conservatively estimated to be in the millions.

It's quite a leak.

Judging from the garbage on the ground, this place must have been a tea house before.

However, the boss must be an amateur, otherwise he would not hang this golden bamboo painting together with the other three printed paintings.

Lu Fei lit up the cigarette and sighed in his heart.

This painting is hung in a small shop in the market in such a grand manner. It has been preserved until now, and no one with a discerning eye has caught it first.

I have to say, this is a miracle.

Sun Dafu's wife left the stall but did not take the painting with her.

The store owner Zhang Xin regarded this treasure as trash that he didn't even bother to take a second look at.

So this is life!