What Lao Xue said about building a pine tomb is actually the strong pine in later generations.

But at this time, Jinsong was not called Jinsong, but Jiasong Tomb. In fact, on the map of Yanjing City in the early 20th century, this place was called Jiasong Tomb.

It turned out that Prince Suwu Haoge, the founding hero of the Qing Dynasty, was the Prince Suwu Haoge, one of the eight families who had inherited the past in the early Qing Dynasty. After his death, he was buried in this place because there were six ancient dragon pine trees on his cemetery, and its curved trunk was supported by wooden support. This was a very famous scene in Yanjing City back then.

However, before and after liberation, these six ancient pine trees died or were cut down one after another, and this famous scenic spot gradually declined. Although it was changed to "Jin Song" in the 1980s, the old residents living around them were still used to calling this place a pine tomb.

The scrap purchase station from Lao Xue's family to Jinsong is not too far, at most three miles away. Lao Xue rode three wheels with Yang Jing, and the two of them were useless for ten minutes, so they arrived at the scrap purchase station.

Before the door was opened, Lao Xue smashed the door, which made the dog inside yell, which made the boss of the waste purchase station reluctantly get up and open the door.

The boss of the waste purchase station was woken up so early and was obviously very angry when he woke up. However, Lao Xue was obviously very familiar with this guy. After laughing, Yang Jing and the others were welcomed into it.

The scale of this scrap purchase station is not small. It should have been transformed after the walls of a courtyard house were demolished.

The owner of the waste station lives in the north house. To the south of the north house, there is an open space of thousands of square meters, surrounded by several simple shacks.

The open space is filled with all kinds of debris, mainly scrap iron, scrap plastic cloth, and other messy things. Although the shacks have doors, you can see a lot of things piled up inside through the gaps in the shack walls.

Lao Xue followed the boss of the scrap station into the north room. He didn't know what he was muttering inside. The boss then walked out with the key, opened a shack near the north room and said, "These things are all here, you can pick them slowly, just don't mess them up. I have to go back and make up for the cage. I'll pick them up and greet me."

After saying this, the boss of the scrap station yawned and returned to the house. Lao Xue waved to Yang Jing, and the two of them got into the shack.

After a while, Yang Jing couldn't help but let out a strange scream.

There is no way. Although this shack is so simple, none of the things placed inside are simple. Even though Yang Jing is usually calm enough, he can no longer hold it back when he sees the things placed inside.

The things in the shack were not neatly arranged, piles of them, but among these piles of paper products, Yang Jing saw a large number of oil paintings from the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, hand-painted maps, photo negatives, manuscript documents, and even Yang Jing found hundreds of monuments from the Ming and Qing dynasties in it...

"Damn, this is Zhou Xiang's oil painting..."

"Oh, is this a Tibetan map hand-painted by Nian Gengyao?"

"God, is this a black and white photo of Puyi's ascendance to the throne?"

"My God, is this a letter from Zeng Guofan and Li Hongzhang?"

"Is this a monument of Yu Qian in the Ming Dynasty?"

......

Almost every one or two minutes, Yang Jing would feel his little heart twitching. This girl is not the shack of the scrap purchase station. This is simply a small document museum from the Ming, Qing and Republic of China eras!

At this time, Yang Jing felt as if he had become a little mouse who accidentally broke into the Mi Cang, and his eyes were full of delicious food...

Although Yang Jing couldn't see what he looked like now without a mirror, Yang Jing dared to bet that his eyes were definitely red at this moment, his whole body was definitely shaking, and his hands were definitely trembling.

If this weren't the case, why did Brother Xue Renfa next to him always be ready to call someone?

"Brother, are you okay? Why don't you go out and wake up first? You look so scary!" After a long time, Lao Xue dared to speak to Yang Jing in a low voice. He really didn't dare to say a word just now, for fear of scaring the young man into trouble.

As for it? Isn’t it just a bunch of rags! Why are you swaying all over? Those who know you are excited and those who don’t know you think you are going crazy.

Is it good not to bring such a scary one?

"Brother, if you want these rags, we will take them away. This is just a matter of one sentence. Don't get any disease. I can't afford it..."

Lao Xue said a few words in a row, and then woke Yang Jing up from the surprise.

Shaking his head, Yang Jing said to Lao Xue apologetically: "Brother, I'm really sorry. The main reason is that I like these things so much, so... you know, I've lost my composure."

Old Xue waved his hand and said, "Oh, brother, you're fine. Your enthusiasm just now was so scary. I was afraid that you would get something wrong with excitement. Brother is really unable to afford this wealth."

Yang Jing smiled and shook his head and said, "Brother, let's not pick it anymore. Take away all the things in this shack! Go and ask the boss and ask him to prepare more kraft paper or scrap newspapers. These things need to be carefully wrapped."

Lao Xue nodded, pushed open the door of the shack and walked out quickly. After a while, Lao Xue walked in with a stack of kraft paper. The boss also walked in with some hemp rope in his hand.

"Old Xue, don't tease me. Are you sure you want all these things?"

"You think I'm teasing you? In this cold day, who has the intention to tease you? Help me quickly and wrap these things up bundles, tie them up, and then weigh them."

"Then, or at yesterday's price?"

"Nonsense, if you dare to increase your money, be careful, brother, I really don't want you."

"Okay, please be fine! Leave this job to me!" When the boss heard that the hundreds of pounds of rag were all wanted, the sleepiness on his body disappeared immediately, and he immediately started to fight with his hands and feet.

There was Lao Xue and the owner of the scrap station where he was busy, and Yang Jing didn't know what to do for a while. He was still the same as in his dreams. He used to hear that someone had bought a lot of precious manuscripts at some point at the price of rags, but those things became priceless treasures later.

Those stories that seemed to be legendary, those things that I could only listen to and secretly envy behind my back, are now happening in front of me, and Yang Jing is really a little dazed.

......

The three of them worked from almost seven o'clock to around ten o'clock, and then they packaged all the information in the shack.

A total of 580 kilograms!

This quantity once again made Yang Jing's little heart thrust. Although some of them were not the precious documentary materials, these materials could form a complete system.

For example, Yang Jing found thousands of black and white photos in this pile of information, and some of them were not even clearly visible, but these photos faithfully recorded a series of important events that occurred on the land of China from the Second Opium War to the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Even precious photos of the Eight-Nation Alliance destroying the Old Summer Palace and occupying Tianjin can be found here.

Although these photos record the humiliating history of that dark stage in our country, aren’t these photos always reminding future generations to work hard and strive to make the Chinese nation stand on the top of the world’s nation again?

Therefore, although these photos contain not many humanistic treasures, they are an integral part of the modern history of China that cannot be ignored and are of great help to the study of modern history in my country.

Unfortunately, I don’t know that it was the guy who was in a corpse and even a bad pen, who actually let such precious documents go to the scrap purchase station in such humiliation!

Fortunately, I, Yang Jing, caught up, so let me, Yang Jing, protect these precious information!

When he went back, Lao Xue's three-wheeled car could not be pulled, so the boss of the scrap station called a yellow-faced person from outside, and connected Lao Xue's three-wheeled car and took it away at one time.

After returning home and unloading these materials, it was already past eleven o'clock and the ghost market had already disbanded.

However, Yang Jing did not regret it. Even if he stayed in the ghost market throughout the whole process, he would never have such a huge gain. Not to mention anything else, the humanistic treasure contained in these documents alone had far exceeded Yang Jing's imagination.

Originally, Yang Jing wanted to take advantage of this time and space shuttle to find a few more antiques and then add some holy rings. However, he didn't find a few other treasures, but he found a lot of more important documents.

The value of these documents is put aside first. The humanistic treasure contained in the manuscripts alone is enough to increase the humanistic treasure content of the holy ring by more than ten times!

These precious humanistic treasures are Yang Jing’s greatest gain.

"I said Lao Xue, your stall is still on the market. Can you not go there for such a long time?" Yang Jing and Lao Xue gathered together to wash their hands, and Yang Jing asked Lao Xue.

"It's okay! Next to my stall is an old guy. He knows that I often go out to receive goods, so I used to take care of the stalls for me, so I can go to collect the stalls in the afternoon without any problem."

Yang Jing smiled, shook the water on his hand, and then said, "Since you don't need to take care of your stall, let's find a restaurant for lunch! I asked my sister-in-law to go together. If it weren't for you this morning, I wouldn't have received so much information, so we must have a meal."

Although Lao Xue was shady, he was definitely not a sluggish person. When he heard this, he agreed happily after thinking about it.

As a result, when she was about to go out, Yang Jing realized that Lao Xue's wife did not come with her.

"I said Brother Xue, why don't you greet your sister-in-law?"

"Why do the women's family go to the table with us? Besides, she has to keep a look at home. After we have enough food, we will bring some to her back." Seeing Yang Jing still wanting to say, Lao Xue immediately pulled Yang Jing out the door and said as she walked: "The family cannot be separated from the family at noon. This area is under development during this period. Although it is still a little far from our family, the number of foreign people in this area is increasing, and the public security in this area is getting worse and worse. We just pulled this and that from outside, but I don't know how many people see it. If we catch up with someone who has no intention and take out the house while we go out for dinner, who should we ask for? So, the family must keep people."

This makes sense. In recent years, as Yanjing's development speed has become faster and faster, more and more foreigners have flocked to Yanjing, and there are more and more laid-off workers in the local area. The public security in recent years is indeed not very good. Otherwise, the country would not have launched a nationwide "critical crackdown" two years later, in 1996, in order to crack down on such increasingly rampant criminals.

Yang Jing nodded silently without refuting Lao Xue.

Lao Xue rode the three-wheeled car with Yang Jing, and then moved to the entrance of a restaurant. After getting off the car, Lao Xue said, "Brother Yang, don't look at the inconspicuous restaurant, but the mutton flask inside is very authentic. The owner of this restaurant was a genuine Eight Banners, and it seems that he still had a yellow banner. Therefore, this boss is very good at making mutton flask and is guaranteed to be no worse than Donglaishun."

It was cold and I had been busy since the early morning and I have been busy until now. If I had a warm meal of mutton hotpot, it would be an incredible enjoyment.

"Okay! Since you said this is good, let's eat here!" Yang Jing was also hungry and immediately agreed.

Pushing open the thick cotton curtain, a stream of hot air mixed with a rich sheep smell suddenly came to my face, and the small hall was already full of people.

"Old Bao, is there any land?" After entering the house, Lao Xue shouted at the counter. A big and thick man suddenly looked up and then smiled on his face to welcome him.

"Yeah, it's Brother Xue, there's also land, how many of you?"

"It's just the two of us. These are my good brothers from afar. You have to show off your skills today."

"Don't worry, Brother Xue, do you still know my skills? Let's go, please, there is a small single room inside."

Yang Jing and Lao Xue followed the old bag in. When they passed by the counter, Yang Jing raised his eyes and saw that there was Moutai on the wine rack inside the counter. He subconsciously asked: "Boss, are you Moutai really real?"

Yang Jing regretted it a little as soon as he said this. It was all the fault of those rampant fake wines in later generations. Moutai in later generations flew everywhere, and people know whether it was true or not. However, in this era, fake Moutai may be true, but it will never fly as much as it does in later generations.

The boss was stunned, his face changed for a moment, then he forced a smile and said, "Look at what you said, although my store is small, the things I sell here are real, so we don't sell fakes here."

Yang Jing said apologetically: "Sorry, boss, this is mainly caused by fake wine. In our hometown, there are so many fake Moutai, so I subconsciously asked. Since you can guarantee that it is real wine, I will give me two bottles later!"
Chapter completed!