The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

Both the uncle and aunt are from the village, and they have lived in the village for most of their lives, but the household registration is non-agricultural: the uncle has been a small cadre in the township government since the 1950s, and later the commune was changed to the commune, and the commune reform-committee director He had been in the office for almost 20 years. It was only when the Revolutionary Committee changed his hometown that he “retreated to the second line” when he was old enough. Later he stayed in the township government until he retired.

There is a good old man. Even if the two factions fought against each other in a special period, the uncle did not do any bad things, but when the other faction ran faster when he fought, he ran into the mountains and hid for several months.

You can't run without running. If you catch it, you will be shot, which saves you even the trial.

No one is right or wrong. That was the situation back then, and people after decades can't figure it out at all.

The most interesting thing is that husbands and wives, father, son, mother and daughter are of different affiliations, that's what a fun!

When the situation stabilized, he returned to the Revolutionary Committee and continued to be the director of his Revolutionary Committee, and he did not think about retaliation. He was really a good man.

As for the aunt, she worked in the silk factory very early and returned to the village after she retired at the age of 50. She is also a non-agricultural household and eats national food. So in the 1970s, the aunt’s house was able to rebuild the house, and the houses on this section of the street were the newest of the aunt’s house, although they were more than 30 years old.

This is the case in Hollow Village and Hole Village. The center of the village is almost empty.

What Zhang Nan could do seems a bit wicked, because it is generally not possible to pry other people's house numbers, otherwise it would be good to be scolded by others, and someone who is not careful will be beaten!

But Zhang Nan didn't care this time, because it was an old house that was about to collapse completely, plus he could be regarded as a native of the village, no one cares about you.

When the uncle who had already had 80 zeros here heard that the little blue house number was useful, he took it and took a look.

Handing it back to Zhang Nan, it seemed to be a recollection, and said: "The house number here should have been installed when I was 8-9 years old, so it should be three, five or six years old. At that time, Nianba was still a town. Now it has become a village.

There are already thousands of households here, now... alas, all have gone to the city. "

With emotion, especially in the center of the village, it was very lively a few decades ago, but now there are really no people.

After finishing the clothes, he pointed to another small piece of wood on the door lintel that had been pried off and on the side of the door plate. He said, "The door plate of that piece of wood should have been installed in early 51. At that time, Nianba was renamed and raised. In the township, I have just worked in the township government for more than half a year, and I was responsible for leading people to make statistics.

The original Republican doorplates were of good quality, and there was no mention of prying them off, so I asked them to nail them on the side to count.

Later, I learned that the people in charge of other towns and villages were basically ‘advanced’ than me.

Fortunately, the above didn't say anything, otherwise they might be criticized. "

Full of memories, Zhang Nan was a good student by the side.

Speaking of this, the uncle pointed to the already slanted door frame, and said, "You see there is a plastic on the side of the door frame. It was nailed in the year I retired. Hehe, I am still responsible for sending statistics and work. "

I have lived in the village for most of my life and worked in towns for more than 30 years. My uncle is a living dictionary in the village.

The house number plate has white letters on a blue background, a circle of white on the side, very thick, and each corner has a small hole for nailing. This has been more than half a century, and it seems that there are still 90% new, and the quality is outstanding!

For a long time before liberation, Yan County and the old Jiang’s hometown next door Fenghua belonged to the Yongcheng prefecture. Almost all of the soldiers in Huiyan County were the Central Army, with first-class equipment and fast promotion. Who would let this leave Jiang’s hometown? Only a few tens of miles away-Grandma Jiang's home is in Yanxian, and even the first Mr. Enlighten who taught him literacy was a native of Yanxian.

There have been robbers in Yanxian since ancient times. During the Anti-Japanese War, the national-military soldiers of Yanxian nationality were also top-notch fighters. They were proper and reliable for the veteran at the time. During the War of Resistance, I didn't know how many children of Yanxian were sacrificed.

The soldier is a direct line, I didn't think that even the house number embodies the level of "the direct line of the direct line". This quality is absolutely superior!

Needless to say the quality of the plastic doorplate in the 1980s, it was faded and cracked. If the wood chip nailed in the 1950s hadn’t been said to be a doorplate, Zhang Nan would not recognize it.

"How much is this thing worth?"

"At least a few hundred, if there is a suitable buyer, I can sell it for one or two thousand. But I won't sell it, I will collect it myself."

Appropriate buyers refer to collectors who play local characteristic antiques. Non-local players generally don't want this type of house. And even if it’s a few hundred older, it’s "very valuable," that's what the uncle said.

Of course, my uncle and aunt’s retirement pay is quite a lot, but for the elderly, a piece of enamel iron is worth a few hundred yuan is very valuable.

"Let's go, go ahead and have a look, there should be a few more in this paragraph."

When my uncle said so, Zhang Nan would follow.

Sure enough, three more were found-unfortunately, two of them were nailed to the lintel of an uninhabited ruined house, but I don’t know how many years ago when a naughty kid used a slingshot as a target, the enamel layer above was knocked off. Quite a few, revealing blocks of black iron plate, and the handwriting lacks arms and legs.

Disabled, it's still a very bad kind, which doesn't mean much.

The owner of the third house knows himself, and the son of this family can be regarded as the playmate Zhang Nan used to play with his aunt when he was a child. He is four or five years older than himself.

"Su Han's piece is good."

"They still live here?"

I haven't seen this childhood friend for many years, and seeing that this old house in the late Qing Dynasty has been living for hundreds of years, it can only show that my childhood playmate did not mix well.

He was called Su Han since he was a child, and Zhang Nan didn't know whether the "Su" was a word in the surname or the first name.

Moreover, he had never seen Su Han's mother since he was a child. His father was an honest person, and he only knew that he worked in the fields honestly. When they were young, their family was very poor, which made Su Han seem to have gone to work before graduating from junior high school.

Hearing Zhang Nan’s question, the uncle said: "Su Han was not very well in the past two years. He was at home, but he worked outside in the past few years. This year, he seems to be better...

Go ahead, the street sign on the main street should still be there. "

Zhang Nan was satisfied with a house number plate, but he didn't even think that he would still have the street number plate back then!

It's not far away. Su Han's house is two households away from the aunt's house. The old house where the street sign is located is four or five rooms away from Su Han's house. It is nailed to a gray-white wall that is only 4 meters high.

In addition to the collapsed houses, this section of the old street now houses Auntie and Suhan. The other houses have also become warehouses for debris. Those residents have either built new houses on the outskirts of the village or moved to the town. Shanghe and the urban area.

The rectangular street sign has the same color as the house number in your hand, but it is much larger, about 40 cm by 15 cm. Looking up, it is very well preserved: the upper row of small prints "Nianbadu Town, Fourth District, Yan County, Yongcheng Prefecture, Jiangnan Province", and the next book is "Main Street".

Zhang Nan immediately knew that this was a good thing, but didn't fully understand why he hadn't paid attention to it in the previous decades?

Even though it has been seventeen or eighteen years since I started playing antiques, I have been here dozens of times during this period, but I still didn't pay attention!

Too familiar, but easy to ignore.

Those who dig out the old house and "step on the ground" did not steal it. It is estimated that the place where it is located is just a narrow T-shaped intersection. Although no one passes by, it is estimated that if it is not the villagers, they would not have the courage to pry it.

This is the uncle asking: "Do you use this thing?"

"good stuff!"

"Then you pry it off."

"Uncle, isn't it okay to be seen?"

It's still a bit embarrassing to be in broad daylight.

Now the uncle smiled and said: "I am here, who will speak?

I watched it nailed up. There was another time in 51 years. If I hadn't said to keep it, it would have been pried off.

For more than 70 years, it has been on the top long enough. If one day the house collapses, it will be nothing. After a few decades in your hands, some people will know that this street once existed.

Go call Su Han, their house should have a ladder, there is a beginning and an end, I will watch it pry it down! "

At that moment, Zhang Nan felt that his uncle was particularly domineering!

I have been the director of the local revolutionary committee for more than 20 years, and Zhang Nan’s grandmother was the three-generation grandmother in the village when she was alive. This generation is ridiculously high!

Even if someone passes by and sees Zhang Nan prying road signs, even someone in his 60s and 70s will have to stop and ask Zhang Nan: "Uncle, do you want to help?"

The cow is bursting!

Who would say?

Nothing, talk about Mao!

Go call Su Han, he is really at home.

The childhood friend seemed to be better in the past six months, so he went to carry the ladder, and finally Su Han climbed up and knocked down the street sign carefully.

Zhang Nan was afraid of heights, and even more panicked about the bamboo ladders.

After finishing the work here, when he heard that this thing was useful, Su Han said that he would pry the piece of their house and give it to Zhang Nan.

This is so embarrassing.

"It's not just a piece of iron. I plan to change the house during this period. Later, the house in De Yong will be sold to me at a cheaper price.

De Yong, also Zhang Nan's childhood friend, moved to the city early. Their home is only a few tens of meters away. It is a small two-story western-style building built in the late 1980s. It is useless to keep it.

You're welcome, pry!

I was embarrassed to give the money, so I went to the small supermarket at the entrance of the village and bought a piece of Chinese cigarettes and gave it to Su Han-he smoked. Although he may not bear to smoke this Chinese cigarette, there is a saying that "China can exchange money" Old friends suffer.

The village went around again, and no similar house number was found again. The old house collapsed and was rebuilt too much.

Later, Zhang Nan asked a framer to make the three house cards directly into a beautiful frame, which made his local collectors very envious-the collection is just like a personal home. In many cases, it does not depend on how much it is worth. It is all in the city. (Yan County was withdrawn from the county in 1995 and became a city) The earliest house number can be found, what a good thing!

The Tibetan friends saw Zhang Nan's bleak appearance, and each set out to look for it in various townships, but they couldn't find the fourth piece. They were knocked out in 51 years. Where can they find it?

Aren’t there two broken house numbers still on Nianbadu Street? Where did they go?

Not long after Zhang Nan pried the house number, after a few heavy rains, almost all the old houses fell down. Even if they did not fall, they were basically demolished by the village because they were completely dilapidated.

The uncle was right that time, if Zhang Nan didn't pry, there would be nothing in the future.

Later, a Tibetan friend who was interested in local history research offered Zhang Nan a price of 10,000 yuan for the transfer, but Zhang Nan ignored it—"My grandma's stuff, don't even think about it!"

Childhood memories, this cannot be betrayed.

......

The path in the woods is really like Basilon said. It should be much wider a few decades ago. This situation is the same as that encountered in Berchtesgaden.

Half an hour later, a group of people climbed up the ridge along a path. There was a glacial lake surrounded by mountains. It was estimated to be more than one kilometer in length and three to four hundred meters wide.

I said it was a small lake before, which is also compared with Lake St. Wolfgang.

Everyone is not in a hurry to go down the mountain, so use the spectacles to observe first.

Zhang Nan saw several old houses at the bottom of the mountain near the east side of the lake. Two of them were supposed to be reinforced concrete, and there were no other buildings that could be found visually in other places around the lake.

It’s very refreshing. It’s hard to tell whether there are hidden buildings in the surrounding mountains. The mountains are high and the forests are densely invisible. But one thing is very good, there are no residents in the valley.

At this time, Guan Xingquan took off his sight glasses and pointed to a mountain in the far east.

Hearing this, Zhang Nan took a look with his 7-times glasses: The hilltop forest where Guan Lao Dazhi is located is very short ~ www.readwn.com ~ reveals a short building.

According to the calculation of the division in the telescope, the mountain peak is about 2.5 kilometers away in a straight line from this side.

Taking out a military map for comparison, the opposite mountain peaks are more than 1,400 meters high, and the Schwarzenbach Lake in front of you is more than 700 meters above sea level.

The opposite mountain is steep enough!

Guan Xingquan said on the side: "There should be no road on the opposite side of the mountain on the map. The small town of Burgau in the east is much farther than St. Wolfgang at the back. The Germans may have used the cable car as a means of transportation to build the radar above stand."

Zhang Nan feels reasonable. Although the cable car has long been gone, the place will have to be checked.

"Look at the situation below first."

Zhang Nan said.

Looking around is almost the same, a group of people carrying equipment will go down the mountain.

Adolf Eichmann only made a small cross on the map. It is difficult to determine whether the treasure is near the lake or the radar station above—as long as the cable car is completely blown up, the Allies will never repair it.

In this way, if you bury something under the radar station and destroy the building above it, the Allied soldiers who are going to check will not be killed a second time, and it is very likely that they will not even check it once.

At that time, the American soldiers who enjoyed the fruits of victory were reluctant to go up the steep **** of more than 600 meters.

Even if it is hidden under the building near the lake, it is difficult to find: there should be no villages nearby. At most, when there was a simple road connection, some people planted some grapes in the valley.

For tourism now, there is enough food for the locals on Lake St. Wolfgang. Investing here is a loss for the people and money.

It's fine if no one comes, the secret can be kept.