The Red Era: The Crowd in the Siheyuan

Chapter 523: Yan Bugui laments that he was born at the wrong time
From the beginning, He Yuzhu didn't want to play with antiques.

The reason why there are so many in the space is that I thought it would be a pity to destroy them, so I collected them in the past few years.
"I don't want to deal in antiques. It's time-consuming and laborious, and they're not worth much.

If you want to do it, do it by yourself, don’t bring me along.”

Seeing He Yuzhu's refusal without hesitation, Xu Damao was stuck and couldn't utter a word.
After a while, he asked,
"It's not a pillar. It doesn't require any capital. It's pure profit. What can't I do? It's about making money. Whatever I do, I can do it."

Based on Xu Damao's mental state, He Yuzhu doesn't really believe that he is not a modern person. He is simply an outlier in this era.

"Come on, Damao, if you really want to do it, you might as well play with the comrade who gave you the plate.
I don't want to play.

You are not the only one who sees the value of antiques in the whole city of Beiping. The smart people in the city also see it. I am exhausted from playing tricks with them every day."

When Xu Damao heard He Yuzhu ask him to play with the guy who gave him the gift, he shook his head.
"Forget it, I don't dare take him.

I have seen many people like him who have worn hats over the years. They have all changed and few can keep their original intentions. I don't think I can meet such a pure guy.
Now there is a speculator above, if he uses me as a stepping stone, I won't be able to cry.
I don't trust anyone except you. Since you don't want to do it, then I won't do it either."

As the saying goes, if you are afraid of snake bites in the morning, you will be afraid of ropes for ten years.
Although reform and opening up have been implemented, it is not so easy for ordinary people to change their minds. It is not unreasonable for Xu Damao to be so cautious.

After having two drinks and lunch at Xu's house, He Yuzhu began to urge Xu Damao to play chess.
Huaihua, who had just heard something at Xu's house, told Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi that trading antiques could make money.
"...

Mom, do you think what Uncle He said is reliable?
If you can really make money, you can go back to your grandfather's place in the countryside and see if there are any old items in the village. Then you can bring them back and sell them for ten or eight yuan."

Since Old Jia was beaten to death by Gao Shigui 30 years ago, Jia Zhang has suffered from famine for most of her life.

Now when they heard that those jars and pots in the countryside could be sold for so much money, they were immediately very excited. Not to mention selling them for 10 yuan, even if they were sold for one or two yuan, their family could still eat meat every day.
So after Huaihua finished speaking, Jia Zhang couldn't wait to urge Qin Huairu.

"Huahua is right.

Huairu, you can go back to your hometown to take a rest and ask around.

Other families don’t have these things, but the local rich people in your village must have them. If they bring back one or two, our family will be rich.”

But Qin Huairu had some concerns about this matter. Just like Xu Damao said, if she could really make money, someone would definitely be jealous and report her for speculation. She would definitely have to stay in jail for a few years.
"Mom, I think it's better to forget it.
Didn't you hear what Zhuzi told Weidong today? Even he couldn't take care of speculation, let alone a small family like us.

You don't want me to go to jail for a few years, do you? If that happens, not only me, but also Huaihua and Banggeng will be affected.
Huaihua will definitely fail the review to become a cadre."

As an ordinary citizen living under the imperial city, Jia Zhang knew what the review system was. She didn't care whether it would affect Huaihua, but she couldn't let it affect her eldest grandson and great-grandson.
"Forget it then,

We shouldn't get involved in matters that even Zhuzi doesn't dare to get involved in.

Our family has survived all these years, we can't afford to give up on this one. We should work hard to get Banggeng a permanent job and find him a wife. "Huaihua was very upset when she thought about the possibility that it might affect her career as a cadre.
Having just been reassured in the backyard, she naturally didn't want to create any more trouble, so she just stopped.

However, Jia Zhang was not a good person. Her family did not dare to engage in antique shop business, fearing that people would regard them as profiteers. However, this did not stop her from spreading the news and letting others serve as cannon fodder. Her first stop was Yan Bugui's house.
When Yan Bugui heard about this good news, he instantly became excited.

As a cultured person in the courtyard, his family had run a small business in his early years, so he had some background. He thought he had learned and seen a lot, and could name a few common antiques.
The money from dealing in antiques is what Yan Bugui deserves.

As for whether it was speculation or not, he didn't care. His children were not filial and his eldest grandson didn't get into college. He would just be a worker in the future. He was not afraid of any review.
Another thing is that he is already 65 or 6 years old this year.
There would be nothing wrong if the country took care of him for the rest of his life.

Seeing that Yan Bugui was moved, Jia Zhang was content to go to another house and prepare to find more neighbors to serve as cannon fodder.

The natural result is that some people are attracted while others ignore it.

When He Yuzhu returned to the front yard from the backyard after playing chess, Yan Bugui came over immediately.
"Zhu Zi, are the things you said to Xu Damao in the backyard today true? Can his plate really be a family heirloom?"

He Yuzhu was not at all surprised as to why Yan Bugui knew about this.

The Siheyuan is like a sieve.

If a few more people know about something, it will spread throughout the whole yard in an instant.
In other words, Bao'an is too far away and the neighbors are unfamiliar with the place. They haven't considered whether to let their children go there, otherwise more people will come to them.

"That's the truth. What do you think, Uncle Yan?"

"Of course, you know what my family situation is like. I have to earn more money to protect myself.

But I am already this age, there are not many things I can do. Antiques require experience, and they are tailor-made for me. "

Seeing Yan Bugui's matter-of-fact look, He Yuzhu smiled and nodded.
"That's not wrong.
Uncle Yan, your family was well off before the liberation. You must have eaten and seen these things, and you are well educated. You can easily tell all kinds of stories about old Beijing. You are really suitable for this.
But Uncle Yan, you have to think carefully. Few of our leaders in Beijing understand this. The common people are not rich, and the circle is very small.

You can make money, but you can't make a lot of money.

By the time you can make a lot of money, I guess you won’t be able to afford it anymore.”

Yan Bugui also knew that those who collected antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the Qing Dynasty and before liberation were either descendants of the Eight Banners or corrupt officials.
As for the current group of cadres in Peking, even if they had that intention, they would definitely do it secretly and would not let ordinary people like him know.

As for He Yuzhu's statement that he would never live to make a lot of money, Yan Bugui was somewhat helpless.

Who made him born at the wrong time?
Daxia began to turn towards economic development, but he himself was already dying and did not have much time left.

(End of this chapter)