At night, the screening was 'Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy.'
'Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy' was a modern Beijing opera.
It was a classic old film.
There were even more people today. The news of last night's screening had spread.
Some people needed several hours to walk from their homes to here.
But it still couldn't stop their enthusiasm.
The grain-sunning field could no longer hold any more seats, and many people squeezed onto the mountain stalk at the side.
It was so lively.
After the movie ended, they were still reluctant to leave.
It wasn't until the last credits were played and the lights were completely out that the audience started to disperse.
"Brother Ye, what movie are you showing tomorrow?”
Three matches at a time. Everyone knew this rule.
A young woman in her thirties looked at Ye Zhao and asked.
"There will be a new movie tomorrow. I guarantee that you haven't seen it.”
Ye Zhao replied with a smile.
"The new film is good, the new film is good. I'll come again tomorrow.”
"Brother Ye, leave me a good spot.”
the young woman said.
"Go, go, go. If you want a good seat, come early and take it.”
Han Jiaojiao waved her hand in dissatisfaction.
The young woman looked at Han Jiaojiao and pursed her lips.
If she were in the village, many people would be willing to help her if she shouted.
But Han Jiaojiao was too good looking, so she had no advantage over Ye Zhao.
"Master misses his disciple, but I haven't seen him yet.”
The young woman mumbled and left.
Han Jiaojiao was furious and wanted to find the young woman to settle the score.
At the same time, she looked at Ye Zhao with a guilty conscience.
"Why are you angry with her? She's just jealous that you're good-looking.”
Ye Zhao pulled Han Jiaojiao and said.
"You put it nicely, but you didn't help me scold her.”
Han Jiaojiao pouted and whispered.
……
He was eating at Director Wu's place.
Director Wu was very excited.
Ye Zhao and Han Jiaojiao hadn't finished their meal yet.
Director Wu pulled Ye Zhao's hand excitedly, looking mysterious.
"Brother Ye, guess how much I exchanged?”
Director Wu looked at Ye Zhao expectantly.
"How much?"
Ye Zhao said with a smile.
"More than 120 yuan."
"You don't know. I said I wanted to exchange money with them.”
"They're very happy. If I wasn't the captain, they would probably treat me as a liar.”
"In the end, after I gave them the money, those people became excited.”
"I said that I didn't bring enough money, so they all stuffed it over and said that they would give it to me tomorrow.”
"Oh right, Brother Ye, did you bring enough money?”
Director Wu was a little nervous.
A hundred yuan wasn't a small amount to them.
Some people had to kill pigs during the New Year to sell some money.
"Yes, of course."
Ye Zhao was also very happy.
Although a hundred was not much to him.
But it was a good start.
If the news spread, many people would probably come to Director Wu.
Moreover, Director Wu had a high prestige here, so he did not need to show up at all.
He happily gave Director Wu 250 yuan.
Director Wu was even happier.
He had only run around casually today.
He earned at least 60 to 70 yuan.
Ye Zhao doubled the price for him, and he exchanged it for 10 cents for 7 cents.
In the countryside, it was only about a hundred yuan a year.
"Brother Ye, don't worry, I'll definitely get them all for you.”
Director Wu patted his chest and said.
Han Jiaojiao saw the entire situation.
"Are you planning to collect old money?"
Han Jiaojiao asked.
She was from Ice City, even though she had never done it herself.
However, he had also heard a little about it.
"Yes."
Ye Zhao did not deny it.
"You can't exchange money for this price now, right?”
"Don't lose your wife's money.”
Han Jiaojiao was a little worried.
She saw that she had taken out a huge sum of money of more than 200 yuan from Ye Zhao's pocket.
According to her monthly salary of forty-five yuan, it would take about half a year.
"It will be valuable in the future."
Ye Zhao said solemnly.
Han Jiaojiao saw that Ye Zhao didn't explain, so she didn't say anything.
However, it was really beyond her expectations that Ye Zhao had so much money in his pocket.
The key was that Director Wu still had to collect it for him tomorrow.
This kid had a lot of money.
……
Director Wu left, and Ye Zhao and Han Jiaojiao continued eating.
Han Jiaojiao looked like she had a lot on her mind.
He would look at Ye Zhao from time to time.
Ye Zhao didn't care so much. In his opinion, it was a normal thing.
"Go and get something to eat tomorrow."
Ye Zhao was tempted.
He had just arrived yesterday, and the food was alright.
There was still some meat inside.
There was only pickled vegetables today.
It wasn't that Director Wu couldn't bear to part with him.
It was just that the conditions here were like this.
However, there were many good things in his Mountain and River State Painting.
"What did you say?"
Han Jiaojiao did not hear him clearly.
"I said, go get something to eat tomorrow.”
Ye Zhao said with a smile.
"Do you know how to hunt?"
"If there were, they would have been beaten up by the surrounding villagers.”
"Don't waste your energy."
Han Jiaojiao shook her head.
Ye Zhao could not deny it. At this moment, he was suddenly stunned.
He saw a dark green flower pattern on the jar of pickled vegetables.
But it was not obvious.
It was mainly because there was a layer of dirt covering it.
Ye Zhao was stunned for a moment and looked at the shape of the vat.
He already had a guess in his heart.
He quickly wiped off the dirt on it.
As expected.
The vat was not small, with a diameter of about 50 centimeters.
It was actually shaped like a fish tank.
However, Old Wu probably didn't know about this at all and treated it as a pickled vegetable jar.
This thing was from the Ming Dynasty.
There was a collector in the future who spent more than a million yuan to buy a fish tank from the Jiajing period.
It was even bigger than this, with a diameter of 72.5 centimeters.
Although this vat was a little small, its value was definitely very high.
This was because the blue and white painting on this vat was more detailed and clear, and more complicated.
The key was that it was well preserved.
There were no cracks or bumps.
Ye Zhao's heart skipped a beat. Spending money definitely wouldn't do.
He was willing to give it to Old Wu, but she did not dare to accept it.
However, thinking about the matter of hunting just now, he already had a plan in mind.
"What are you thinking about? You're so mysterious."
Han Jiaojiao nudged Ye Zhao.
"I'm thinking about where to sleep tonight.”
Ye Zhao said perfunctorily.
Han Jiaojiao was stunned and her face turned red.
When Ye Zhao saw her reaction, he knew that she was overthinking things again.
However, Han Jiaojiao's appearance was quite alluring.
When he was fully mature.
After Han Jiaojiao finished eating, she hurriedly returned to her room and closed the door.
Ye Zhao laughed.
……
The night passed as usual.
The next morning, Han Jiaojiao was still sleeping in as usual.
If Han Jiaojiao knew what Ye Zhao was thinking, she would probably want to fight him.
Ye Zhao's words last night made her unable to sleep well the entire night.
Why would he tease the little widow for no reason?
Old Wu also went out excitedly, planning to get more old money.
The two of them greeted each other.
Then, Ye Zhao went into the mountain by himself.
These antiques were very valuable, but none of the villagers here knew their value.
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