MTL - Repairer-Chapter 1 rule

  Chapter 1 Rules

Luochuan City, also known as Luoyi, has a civilization history of more than 5,000 years and a city history of more than 4,000 years. It is one of the birthplaces of Chinese civilization and the eastern starting point of the Silk Road. In history, there have been thirteen dynasties in Luochuan. After the establishment of the capital, there are still five major capital ruins, and there are countless mausoleums around Luochuan. The largest mausoleum group site in China, the Mangshan Ancient Tomb Group, is located in Luochuan.

Such a profound historical and cultural background has also created a unique historical and cultural atmosphere in Luochuan. Luochuan City is commonly known as digging three feet full of treasures. It has been a gathering place for cultural relics dealers from all walks of life since ancient times. The prosperity of the Sichuan antique market is just like everyone in the capital talking about politics. When I came to Luochuan, I heard all about antiques.

   "Brother Gang, help me see the stall, I'm going to the toilet." On the floor of Luochuan Antique City, behind a stall full of various bronze wares, Su Xiaofan, who just turned twenty, was a little restless.

It's not because of Su Xiaofan's inner urgency, but because his right eyelid is twitching all the time. The last time he encountered this kind of situation was when Su Xiaofan was eleven years old and in the fifth grade of elementary school. **Doing good homework, Su Xiaofan insisted on carrying an 80-year-old old lady who had just crossed the road back and fell off a big horse, so she was chased by the old lady's grandson for three streets, if she was not familiar with The terrain, that fat beating must be indispensable.

   "Your kid won't suffer from kidney failure at such a young age, you've been to the toilet three times in a while." Brother Gang from the booth next to him cursed with a smile, and waved his hand to signal Su Xiaofan to go back quickly.

Brother Gang’s full name is Zheng Dagang. He is in his early thirties. His family is an old landowner near the Antique City. His old house was occupied when the Antique City was demolished and expanded, and he was given 12 commercial houses as compensation. The son became the second generation of housing. The family lived in two houses and rented out the remaining ten houses. Zheng Dagang, who had been interested in antiques since he was a child, simply quit his job and started a stall in the antique market.

There are fixed stalls in the antique market, and there are also shops inside, but Zheng Dagang likes to practice stalls and talk to people, so he got acquainted with Su Xiaofan who also set up free stalls, seven days a week, the two of them hang out together for six days, Only on Sundays did Su Xiaofan leave the stall, saying that he was going home to take care of his younger sister.

The toilet is inside the antique city, passing through the fixed stalls in the antique city, Su Xiaofan went to the innermost toilet to fill up the water, lit a cigarette and chatted with the stall owner for a while, then walked back slowly, I was still muttering in my heart, my buddy hasn't helped others since he was eleven years old, his eyelids are jumping a bit evil today, if he can't, he will close the stall and go home early.

"Huh? What are those people doing?" Coming out of the antique city, Su Xiaofan saw four or five people standing in front of his booth at a glance. I wanted to turn around and go back, but it was too late.

"Xiaofan, did you spill the soaked water into the Pacific Ocean? It's been so long since you came back?" The sharp-eyed Brother Gang saw Su Xiaofan, and immediately raised his voice, "Come here quickly, it's time for business, you kid? Do you want to do business?"

   "Brother Gang, I...I'm having a stomachache." Seeing those people in front of the booth turning their heads, Su Xiaofan couldn't help but secretly groaning, but it was too late to run now, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over.

"Oh, brother, it's you, why do I feel that I heard magpies calling as soon as I went out today, it turns out that some distinguished guests have come to the door." Su Xiaofan walked a few steps quickly, with a bright smile on his face, he started to fight at one of them call.

Not to mention, Su Xiaofan, who has just shed his childishness for a short time, has a very good skin, a height of 1.82 meters, a face with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and there is a trace of big smile on his face when he smiles. The boy's shyness, this look is definitely unique in the antique city, those little girls who come to the antique city with the elderly at home, like to go to Su Xiaofan's booth the most.

"Magpies? Are you sure it wasn't crows that you heard when you went out?" The man Su Xiaofan called his eldest brother was probably in his early forties. Showing a half-smile expression, staring at Su Xiaofan who came over.

"How can it be? Brother is here, it must be a magpie." Su Xiaofan walked to his booth, took out a pack of cigarettes, flicked out a few cigarettes deftly, scattered them to the people in front of him, and said, "Brother Are you here to take care of my younger brother's business again?"

   "That's right, close the stall, let's talk later." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "The sun is unbearable, let's find a teahouse to sit."

"Don't, brother, I just set up this stall not long ago, and I haven't opened an order today." Su Xiaofan looked at the expressionless middle-aged man, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart. He could smell it. These few people all had such a lingering earthy smell on their bodies, Su Xiaofan roughly estimated the identity of this person during the last transaction.

"Xiaofan, brothers, what's the matter?" Zheng Dagang who was next to him could see that something was wrong at the moment, he originally thought that these people were interested in the objects on Su Xiaofan's booth, but Su Xiaofan talked to the middle-aged man , He suddenly understood that these people were not kind.

Su Xiaofan has been setting up a stall in the antique market for two years now, Zheng Dagang has always regarded him as his little brother, when encountering troubles, he will naturally not shrink back, his body took a step across, Zheng Dagang stood in front of Su Xiaofan, He opened his mouth and said: "Brothers, we have something to talk about. Xiaofan is young, if he offends him in any way, I will apologize for him just now."

"There is nothing wrong with it, but there is still a business I want to do with him." The middle-aged man in the lead shook his head and said, "The last time I received an item from him, he said it was from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Thousands of dollars, who knows who bought one last week, do you think he should give me an explanation?"

   "Hey, that's what happened."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zheng Dagang breathed a sigh of relief, "I said, big brother, you seem to be an expert. Bronze ware is a cultural relic that is prohibited from being traded. If he dares to put it on the booth, he will be banned within ten minutes." Get caught in the bureau, you say how could he have old objects from the Western Zhou Dynasty, they are national treasures, if you want me to say, one is willing to sell and the other is willing to buy, you can’t blame Xiaofan.”

As he spoke, Zheng Dagang couldn't help laughing, what kind of place is the antique market? It is said that it was used by Emperor Qianlong. It is quite normal for Su Xiaofan to introduce the objects on his own booth.

Especially for temporary stalls like Su Xiaofan and him, they will not be responsible for the things after they leave their hands. If there is no invoice, there will be no three guarantees. Everyone knows that things are fake, so Zheng Dagang has set up a stall for more than ten years and has never seen anyone looking back. However, the shops in the antique city will have some disputes from time to time.

And even if there is trouble, Zheng Dagang is not afraid, don't look at the fierce looks on the faces of these people in front of him, but Zheng Dagang is a local household, and he has been hanging out in this antique market since he was wearing crotch pants. Well, he can call most of the stall owners in the market, the four or five people in front of him are really not enough to see.

"I didn't buy my things at the stall." The middle-aged man waved his hand to Zheng Dagang and said, "Brother, what's going on, he knows, I just want to talk to him, don't worry, this is You guys, I won't make trouble here."

   "Huh? What's going on?" Zheng Dagang turned his head to look at Su Xiaofan, "Have you sold handicrafts as old objects? This is against your rules."

Zheng Dagang has known Su Xiaofan for several years, and basically understands his situation. He knows that Su Xiaofan was born in the famous bronzeware village in Luochuan City, and the biggest and most important rule of the bronzeware village is that they cannot be made. Bronze wares are sold as genuine products, and must be explained to customers as handicrafts.

Whenever someone breaks this rule, the old man who founded the Bronzeware Village will not show mercy. At least he will be expelled from the village, and at worst he will be sent directly to the bureau. As the saying goes, money touches people's hearts. It's not that no one was interested, but all of them were sent to the police by the old man himself. The heaviest one was sentenced to fifteen years in prison. Since then, no one has dared to violate this rule.

In the antique business, when you buy things at the stalls, you can talk nonsense, it’s just a matter of personal eyesight, and no one dares to sell real bronze wares at the stalls, and everyone who buys and sells knows that the things are fake , but if Su Xiaofan sold it privately, Zheng Dagang would not dare to confirm whether he was breaking the rules. You must know that in Luochuan City, smuggling of cultural relics is a common occurrence. With Su Xiaofan's craftsmanship, it is really difficult for ordinary people to identify Authenticity comes.

"I have no bad rules." Hearing Zheng Dagang's words, Su Xiaofan became a little anxious, and quickly said: "Brother, did I tell you at the time that I was not sure about the object, it might be a handicraft, is it You insisted on buying it yourself, so how can you come to find a later debt now."

"But the receipt you gave me is written in the Western Zhou Dynasty." The middle-aged man widened his eyes when he heard this, and took out a receipt from his pocket. He felt a little awkward at this moment, and he was a fool in this business. It's been more than twenty years, but I didn't realize it, but I stumbled in front of a young boy.

"Issued a receipt?" Zheng Dagang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and glared at Su Xiaofan, this kid usually looks like a monkey, why did he get confused at this moment, how could they issue a receipt for people in this business, and he also The year is indicated, isn't this waiting for someone to settle accounts?

   "Brother, did you read it wrong? When will I issue you a receipt from the Western Zhou Dynasty?" Su Xiaofan smiled wryly, pouted at the receipt in the middle-aged man's hand, and signaled Zheng Dagang to take a look.

"West? This... is this four, four weeks?" Zheng Dagang didn't bother to get the receipt, but just built a pergola on his forehead with his hands to cover the afternoon sun, and glanced at the receipt. , Zheng Dagang couldn't help laughing out loud, he just said, Su Xiaofan, how could he give someone such a handle, but he dug a hole for the other party on the receipt.

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  (end of this chapter)