Daomu Biji

Chapter 6 Auction

My hometown is Jiangsu and Zhejiang. To be honest, the chance of meeting an acquaintance in Beijing is really slim. My mind was stuck and I couldn't remember who this person was. He just smiled reflexively. The man, obviously like me, stopped, looked at me with a very surprised and confused expression, and smiled too.

The fat man looked both ways in surprise. He claimed to be a local guy all the way here, and we all seemed to be hanging out with him. Obviously, he didn't expect me to be recognized here.

However, the two of us looked at each other and smiled lustfully for a long time, neither of them recognized the other. To be honest, I just looked at him and thought he looked familiar, and I felt like I had seen him somewhere before. But when I recalled it carefully, that was all, I simply thought he looked familiar.

This kind of thing has happened before. In the past, there was a buddy in our circle who was called Sixth Sister. She often appeared in the treasure appraisal and antique columns in newspapers. I didn’t know her. I only saw her photos on the Internet. Later, at a party When I saw that person, I wondered where I had eaten with her, but I couldn't remember. In the end, her husband looked sullen.

However, this dear friend does not look like he often appears in newspapers. He feels so familiar that I can’t even be sure.

The two of them were having a moment there. They couldn't remember it, and they were both a little embarrassed. The old man thought it was funny. He is an old Beijing skater and has seen all kinds of things in the world. Are noble people forgetting things so much? Don’t worry about it if we meet each other here, block the elevator entrance and go inside to warm a bowl of breasts. Maybe you two will remember everything when you see an acquaintance. "

As he said this, he invited the other person in. He shook his head as if he felt it was incredible, and glanced at me with a lingering look on his face. Then he turned around and walked into the inner hall. After walking a few steps, he looked at me again.

Then the old guy came to invite us again and asked us to go in another direction. This was the old Jianghu. The purpose was to get us to sit farther away from the guy. It was him who took the seat, and all the politeness and taboos were justified. If you really can't remember it, forget it. If you remember it, you won't start a fight immediately if you find out it's the creditor or the enemy who killed your father.

At the foot of the Forty-Nine City Imperial City, all rules must be followed openly and secretly, because no one can be judged by their appearance, and no one knows the details of the other party. Only by being 70% flattery and 30% flattery can you be invincible. This is true when you are an official, and it is also true when you are a waiter.

I entered the inner hall and found that this was indeed a hotel converted from a theater. The hall has two floors. The lower floor is for casual seating, and the upper floor is for private seats. The middle is hollowed out with a height of two floors, and the stage is in the middle. It can be seen that It’s not just Peking Opera, but there may also be some folk art programs. Many old Beijingers here like to listen to these traditional things in this environment. In the past, it was possible to listen to them if they wanted to with a few pennies on the street. Now it has become a pleasure that only the new aristocrats can enjoy regularly.

Now that the stage had been cleared, something was being arranged on it. The fat man took a glance at it and shouted: "It's better to be in time than in time. It seems that there is an auction today."

"Auction? What is being auctioned?" I asked curiously.

"What else can you take pictures of in this place? This is the most high-end place for cultural and art collections in Beijing. Compared with this place, Christie's in Hong Kong is just a street stall!" The fat man grinned. "But this is a large amount of stuff, and it's usually not seen in the world. We can only smell it. I guess that Mrs. Huo is also here to participate in the auction today. She just dropped by to meet us, so as not to delay Her other things.”

The tone of his speech changed as I listened to him. He had a mouthful of Beijing movies, which were not available when he came in just now. The same happened to me, and my tongue always felt awkward. I think this house and the people here have such a strong aura. Mainly because it smells like old Beijing as soon as you enter. You are in the middle of the show before you know it. When someone praises you, you really think you are in Beijing back then. The playboy. I'm afraid this is also a matter of knowledge. When the auction starts, the host Jing Pian'er will give him a thumbs up. I guess those who don't want to raise their hands can't help but raise them.

The three people were brought to sit down near the window. I looked around subconsciously and saw that the pink shirt went directly upstairs.

It seemed that he was on a different level than us, so the fat man asked me: "What happened between you and him? It was love at first sight?"

I shook my head and couldn't think of a reason. Where on earth had I seen this guy? You have to think about it carefully when you go back. The fat man on the side ordered the cheapest tea, which cost 1,800 yuan per pot and included a 10% service charge. The fat man drank a cup of tea and said that this was not tea at all, it was simply Yang Guifei's saliva. . Damn it, the tea leaves will have to be packed up and taken back to be soaked in wine later.

Menyouping remained calm and looked like a very competent bodyguard, but for some reason, the more I looked at him, the more I felt that the three of us were like some big boss's mascots.

While chatting and waiting there, I unknowingly ate three plates of melon seeds. Fortunately, the melon seeds were free. As I watched groups of people coming in at the door, I noticed that the fat man’s face was filled with tears. He felt a little uncomfortable and kept looking elsewhere. I looked strange and asked him what was wrong. He said: "Damn, this is interesting now."

"What's interesting? Did you see a beauty?" I asked. I thought to myself that I only saw a few middle-aged women, although they were all well-maintained.

As he spoke, he glanced at me in the box above and at the tables below: "Do you know who I just saw?"

"who?"

"Liu Lisun." The fat man said softly.

"Who is Liu Lisun?" I have no idea.

"If you haven't been around in Beijing, don't you know? This is a big man. His family runs an investment company overseas. He used to be a liar-luck man, but then he became a master for some reason. This guy's family is full of treasures and ordinary things. I don't like it at all. Only the best products will come out. In Beijing, he is a benchmark. Whichever auction he appears at shows that there are good products. Damn it, he hasn't appeared in two or three years. , why are you here?" The fat man couldn't sit still.

I was a little embarrassed when I told the fat man, so I turned around and saw Liu Lisun, who was over sixty years old, with a gray hair, playing with two walnuts in his hand, and strode up to the second floor. I can't help but yearn for the second floor.

The fat man continued: "Don't tell me, I just looked all the way here, and they are all people in this industry. We are in the right place. There is probably a good show to watch today, maybe it will be a rare one in a century. If it doesn't happen, you, Fatty, I will I can't stand it any longer, I have to find an auction manual to see what kind of treasures are being auctioned today." As he said this, he stood up again.

I was just about to remind him that our main business was not to watch the fun, but the waiter on the side came over and said softly: "You three, Mrs. Huo is here, please come upstairs."