The years when I was Captain Jin

Chapter 3 Grandpa's Will

Time flies, 20 years have passed, and the reform and opening up has come in a blink of an eye.

This is the era of the soaring economy of the new China, and the antiques at this moment have been sold at sky-high prices!

Because my grandfather hoarded a large amount of bronze wares when he collected local goods in Shangcai County, he suddenly became a millionaire and became a little famous in this circle.

But my grandfather continued to drink his own wine every day, and painted Qingyang bottles. Sometimes it gave me the feeling that the six relatives did not recognize him, and he never hugged my grandson when he was born.I heard from some relatives that even my father and mother were seriously ill and were hospitalized, but my grandfather never visited.

That Qingyang bottle seemed to have some kind of magical power, which made my grandfather fall into it.

Once my grandfather suddenly went crazy and drew the Qingyang Zun for two days in a row. Then he pointed at the pile of papers and kept yelling at me: I saw it, and it was coming to me.

Later, the doctor gave my grandfather two consecutive injections of sedatives to control his emotions.

This kind of nervous life caused my grandfather's already normal body to collapse very quickly. Sometimes he had to stop for a few steps to catch his breath, and once he was drunk, he fell asleep on the ground and suffered a stroke. , if I hadn't discovered it in time, I'm afraid this life would have been taken by Hades.

Since this stroke, my grandpa has lost weight and seems to know that his time is numbered.

On January 1999, 1, he brought a stranger home. I later found out that this person was a lawyer. Then, in front of all relatives, he handed over the inheritance of 10 million yuan, the real estate certificate, the rubbings of the Warring States Period, and a He piled up the Qingyang bottle painted by him and gave it to the lawyer, and then repeatedly explained that the descendants of the Li family can only inherit his inheritance if they find the Qingyang bottle. After speaking, he died.

I still underestimated my grandfather's obsession with bronze sheep bottles, even to the point of madness!

I will always remember the scene that day, my relatives yelled at me one by one, calling my grandpa stupid, and in the end they all disappeared, there was not even a mourner, and I was the only one who took my grandpa's body to be cremated.

The 500 million and those real estates add up to at least 1000 million, but I quickly forgot about this matter, because I knew how much I had, and I had heard countless times about my grandfather’s experience in Shangcai County.

I know that even if I have my life to take this money, I will not spend it.

And at that time, although I didn't have much money, I was influenced by my grandfather, and my knowledge of antiques was better than many people.After my grandfather died, I set up a gold stall on the Yangtze River Bridge in Wuhan and made a small fortune. This will was thrown out of the blue by me.

Not long after, I got a piece of news from a friend that made me very excited. There was a batch of newly unearthed goods in the Qinling Mountains, and the seller was eager to sell them. The price was about 300 million.

I studied those photos carefully, and found that the item this time was actually a jade toad from the Western Han Dynasty. Although there are many jade articles in the Western Han Dynasty, such exquisitely carved jade articles are relatively rare.What made me even more crazy was that my friend also said that a businessman from BJ wanted jade toads and was willing to pay a sky-high price of 500 million yuan to buy them.

This round and round is a profit of 200 million yuan!

In the end, I gritted my teeth and borrowed a usury loan, and quickly secured a loan of 250 million yuan.

I brought a few guys to Qinling, found a seller, everything went well, and I spent more than 200 million to bring back that white jade toad.

It wasn't until I went home to check it carefully that I realized that I had lost my eye this time. This is not a toad from the Western Han Dynasty at all, but a top-notch fake.

I fucking got my friend's fairy jump!
I was stunned for a long time before I realized it. My first reaction was to run.

What I borrowed was usury, and I couldn’t afford to sell myself, and these loan sharks are more or less from the underworld.

I was shocked, thinking about getting some money quickly, and after paying off the first installment, I would think of a way later.

I looked up the phone number. My relatives and friends still have a few big money. If they are willing to give me a hand, that would be the best.But when I heard that I borrowed money, either saying that I didn't have it, or just hanging up the phone, I only felt cold hands and feet.

I've called almost everyone I know today, but I can't borrow a dime.

I sat on the chair in a daze, and the phone was thrown aside for me. At this time, I really don't know who to turn to.

Suddenly, a crisp ringtone startled me. I grabbed my phone and turned on the answer button hopefully.

"Li Dingdang, why haven't you paid the shop rent for this month?"

The voice on the phone made me lose all strength in an instant.

"Landlord, I'll call you in the past two days. I just bought the goods and haven't paid the money yet."

After hanging up the phone, I dialed a number subconsciously. This is a close buddy who grew up wearing a pair of pants with me. He is also in the antique business, but he is good at cheating. His real name is Bai Furong, because he weighs 200 Many, I usually call him Fatty.

I said, "Fatty, I'm done."

Listening to my account of how I was deceived, the fat man said on the other end: "Ding Dang, my heart is in a mess, but no matter how miserable you say, I can't help you! My mother is setting up a street stall in Panjiayuan now. , If you want tens of thousands of dollars, I can still take it out, and your mother owes 250 million usury! Even if the fat man is cut up, he can't afford it."

I replied angrily: "I just asked someone to talk to someone before I died, it's not like I don't know how poor you are."

The fat man hesitated for a moment and said to me, "Dingdang, didn't your grandfather leave a will? If you can find the thing in the will, you will pay off the money."

My eyes suddenly lit up, as if I had caught a glimmer of hope.

It wasn't the fat man who mentioned it, I had already forgotten about my grandfather's will, and at this moment, the evil was on my nerves, so I decided to fight it out, isn't it just a fucking Qingyang bottle?If you can't find it, you will die. If you find it, you will make a fortune.

"Fatty, come back right away, this ticket is done!"

I yelled loudly and hung up the phone.

After rushing back to the shop, I took out the pen and paper, and began to recall the information about the Qingyang bottle that my grandfather had dictated, and then wrote down all the information on the paper bit by bit.

It’s a bit fuzzy to recall now, but fortunately my grandfather told me no less than ten times at that time, so I can still remember some key information.

The destination of our trip is Shangcai County, which is not wrong, but the specific point is too unclear for the time being.

If it's just me and Fatty, the entire Shangcai County is enough for us to find the specific location for ten days. Certainly not personally.

I had a headache, so I wrote all the problems on paper. I really decided to look for this bronze bottle, only to find that it was so difficult. It couldn’t be solved with three or two strokes. Otherwise, my relatives wouldn’t have never gone there. Ask about this will worth tens of millions.

I opened the map, circled the range of Shangcai County on it, and then carefully recalled what my grandfather said, but after thinking about it for a long time, it seems that my grandfather never said where the specific location in Shangcai County was found. Big fight.

Information!
I grabbed my messy hair, what I need most now is information about that tomb, the more the better.

After thinking about it, I finally decided to go to the lawyer to find out. Grandpa gave him the paintings and the rubbings of the Warring States Period. I can make a copy of the Rubbings of the Warring States Period and study them first. Maybe I will gain something.

Just do it, I called the lawyer according to the phone number on the will, and told him that I wanted to see my grandpa's will.

"Haha, you finally got the hang of it, come to my house!"

A slightly old voice came from the other end of the phone. I don’t know if it was my illusion. I always felt that the voice was a little trembling. It seemed that the person on the other end of the phone was very scared, but also very excited.

I took a motorcycle to the lawyer's house, and the middle-aged lawyer was already waiting for me at the door.

"You are Ding Dong, right? I hugged you many times when I was a child, but you probably don't remember me, just call me Uncle Ming." Uncle Ming shook my hand with a smile and said to me.

Uncle Ming wore a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses. He was about fifty years old, and he was dressed in a neat suit. He was very kind.

I walked into the room cautiously. When I came here, I suddenly found it difficult to speak. After all, tomb robbery is a major crime of beheading. I don’t know this person at all. If I sell me, my life will be over.

"I have a deep friendship with your grandfather. Just follow the will and don't worry about anything else."

Uncle Ming seemed to know what I was thinking, he said suddenly, and then pointed to the materials on the table: These are the materials your grandfather kept with me, but they are all copies, the originals are stored in the bank safe.

I sat down and browsed through the materials. Uncle Ming stood silently at the side. The atmosphere was a little weird. I changed the subject and asked, "Uncle Ming, are you the only one at home?"

"My wife died of dystocia." Uncle Ming was still smiling.

Seeing his smile, I suddenly felt a chill down my back. Can I really trust this person?When I was talking just now, I stared at Uncle Ming's face, and found that when he spoke, his face didn't change at all. It seemed that a dead wife was like a dead dog.

If this kind of person's emotions don't show on the surface, the city must be very deep.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Ming, I have nothing to hide from my mouth." I said quickly, seeing that Uncle Ming didn't speak, I focused my attention on those materials again. The main record in the Warring States rubbings is: Qin Shihuang died before he died. , Let Li Si seal a treasure in the Qingyang bottle, and bury him together after his death, so that no outsiders will know about it!

I suddenly realized that I seemed to have missed something. My grandfather didn't mention the treasure sealed in the Qingyang bottle, and he seemed to be obsessed with the Qingyang bottle, which seemed a little unreasonable.

I shook my head, and then asked Uncle Ming: "Uncle Ming, even if I can find the Qingyang Bottle, how can you be sure it's real?"

This question is just a test, I want to get a definite answer.

"If it's fake, you won't be able to inherit this inheritance."

Uncle Ming's answer was simple.

I was a little hairy all over, so I put the materials into the bag and got up to say goodbye.

"If you are really interested in this will, you can go to your grandpa's old house and have a look."

When I was about to leave, Uncle Ming suddenly said behind me, and then slammed the door shut.

What is the relationship between this uncle Ming and grandpa?His answer already showed that he knew Qingyang Zun very well. How could such a person be a lawyer?
And he said that he has a deep friendship with grandpa, why I never heard grandpa mention him.

(End of this chapter)