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Chapter 1 The Turning Point of Plain Life

Speaking of Tang Ping, a big boy in his late thirties, he actually lived the first half of his life with the same name, which was plain and without characteristics.

Born in a small mountain village called Heishan in 1989, he can walk at the age of one and a half. He can speak fluently only when he is more than two years old. He has forgotten what he did when he was three to six years old, which is nothing but crying and laughing. Going to primary school at the age of seven is a few important events with deep memory. Of course, for Tang Ping, who is honest and has no early signs of discipline, it may be the so-called event to be punished for being late in class, so there is really nothing to say.

It was not until he entered junior high school at the age of 13 that Tang Ping vaguely had some decent memories after the beginning of love, but it was just a simple secret love. Later, he had a relationship that ended in nothing in high school, and only held a small hand and kissed a small mouth.

But that simple feeling is sweet enough for half a lifetime.

The college entrance examination at the age of 19 was an earth shaking event for Tang Ping for the first half of his life.

When the undergraduate admission line was drawn to 485 points, he scored 486 points. He went to the provincial capital with joy and happiness to get a three book exam. Later, he learned that if you get a 484 point exam, others will also want the three books. It's really no good luck.

Moreover, the selected agriculture and forestry major is extremely boring. In addition to 48 professionals, there are only two female students. In the huge competition of more wolves and less meat, of course, Tang Ping, who is ordinary and has no characteristics, is not his turn

Fortunately, Tang Ping listened to the advice of his fellow countryman and learned from his elder brother. In his face, he entered the student union of the school. After his junior year, he unexpectedly joined the position of director of the student union of the school. His ordinary life had a slight turn.

To put it bluntly, Tang Ping changed four girlfriends in the next two years of college life, and they were all beautiful schoolgirls. This is the most brilliant achievement that Tang Ping can boast about in the first half of his life!

Unfortunately, after graduation, they split up.

After graduation, I spent six years in Chengshan Province and the provincial capital, and my salary only increased from 2000 yuan to 5500 yuan. Promotion and salary increase are always the routine bread of company leaders.

With this salary, it is impossible to buy a house at a price of more than 10000 yuan. Buying a car is too luxurious. It is better to save some money to find a girlfriend. Unfortunately, the girls who enter the society are far more realistic than the good girls in school. In recent years, many girlfriends have been found, but the longest one is only in March.

Fortunately, gradually, under the polishing of the big dye vat of society, Tang Ping, who used to be a regular person, has become a lot smoother, more vulgar, less stupid, and gradually has his own hobbies.

For example, antiques.

However, Tang Ping's life took a major turn because of antiques

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As the saying goes, gold in the heyday, antiques in the troubled times.

Nowadays, in the peaceful and prosperous times, antiques, which were used by the ancients or even the dead, not only represent wealth, but also become a symbol of cultural heritage. It is wonderful, but also realistic.

Tang Ping fell in love with antiques three years ago.

I like this thing because I read an online novel called "Golden Tongue". Unfortunately, he has no money and no culture. It is unrealistic to find leaks and make a fortune like in the book. Therefore, all he buys are fakes with clear prices, but it is a hobby to be big or small.

The most important thing is that this is the only thing Tang Ping can think of that is not too wasteful, but can also improve his hobby.

It's OK on Saturday. Last girlfriend just broke up. Tang Ping, who had nothing to do, called his college classmate and close friend Liu Lei, nicknamed Fat Man, and wandered to the antique market in the south of the provincial city.

In recent years, with the popularity of antiques and treasure spotting programs, the antiques market, which used to follow the principle of "three years without opening, three years without opening", is much more lively than before.

Although it is not too crowded, it is almost the same. The goods sold have changed from simple antiques to the distribution center of flowers, birds, wooden strings and various handicrafts.

In addition, on Saturday today, we can hear the shouting of breakfast, the noise of tourists and the noise of bargaining from afar.

Otherwise, if it was the original simple antique market, it would be impossible for Liu Lei, the fat thief, to accompany Tang Ping.

"Grass, I lost this time. I walked most of the street and didn't see several beautiful women. The most important thing is that I didn't miss my legs and gave a bad comment. I would have slept in the dormitory if I had known so."

His hair was not washed, and he was wearing a sweaty sweater. Some fat people were scruffy, staring at those small eyes that were running around. After looking all the way, they were disappointed.

"Dizzy, still asleep, I said fat, you are nearly 300 kg, right? If you have the ability to sleep, it is better to think about how to lose weight, find a girlfriend to throw on the bed and look hard, than to work here?"

Tang Ping glared at the fat man angrily, but he was a little worried. I don't know how big his heart is. His salary is lower than him. He even ate meat and became so fat.

"Hey hey, it's only a little more than 200 kg. It's still early to 300 kg. Besides, can I have this quality even if I find a girlfriend? If I have this quality, I would like to stay at home every day."

The fat man was not upset. He smiled a little, and pointed to a tall, beautiful girl in a short skirt who had been wandering for a whole morning. Finally, she caught someone to see.

"Grass, what a bitch!"

Tang Ping took a look at the fat man's finger, not to mention that the girl was really a good looking girl, but he directly put up his middle finger, laughed and scolded, and then dragged him through the crowd to the ancient play stall.

As for the antique shops nearby, Tang Ping didn't even look at them. After all, even if the things inside were fakes, they were outrageously expensive. Tang Ping, who had hundreds of dollars in his pocket, could not afford them.

There are far fewer people at the antiques booth than at the handicrafts shop before. After all, antiques are still a cold potato even though they are boasted about. Most people come to visit the antiques market, but actually they join in the excitement. After all, few people really buy antiques.

So, when Tang Ping and the grumbling fat Liu came to the antique booth area, the old men and women who set up the stalls managed to catch a customer and naturally tried hard to fill their stalls.

"Come on, young man, what do you want to see, bronze ware, ancient jade, porcelain or antique calligraphy and painting? Those who open the door or not? I have all of them here, and once you see that they are real people, they will definitely give you a low price."

As they were walking, Tang Ping and his wife were attracted by a slightly hoarse voice.

After stopping to see it, I found that there was a man sitting at the front door of an old house in the old block of the antique market with a copper dry cigarette bag in his hand, brown pleats all over his face, and a horrible dark white eye, obviously blind one eyed old man.

After seeing the two people stop, the old man's face was more smiling. He turned his cigarette bag aside, and his grin revealed seven or eight missing big yellow teeth. He stood up trembling.

At this time, Tang Pingcai found that there was still a pair of crutches under the old man's feet. The dark red luster on the crutches had obviously been used for some years, and it was obvious that the old man's legs were not very good.

"Well, if you close your eyes, choose one and take care of my poor old man's business."

"Well, uncle, is this your first time to set up a stall? Why haven't you met before?"

Tang Ping has been to this antique market for countless times in the past three years. He has never seen this blind and lame old man before. When he heard the other side soliciting customers, he simply dragged the fat man to squat in front of the old man's stall.

At first, he is poor. Second, antiques. The new stall is more attractive. Maybe you can find something good.

I looked down and found that although the old man looked strange, he had a lot of things. Most of them were Tang Ping's favorite bronze products, as well as many calligraphy and paintings, ancient jade and so on.

"Hey, it seems that my little brother is a regular customer of this antique market.

To tell you the truth, I used to set up a stall somewhere else, but I've only come to this antique market for three days. Haven't I found a suitable place yet? Moreover, the stall money was not paid, and the market management department chased me several times. Fortunately, the owner of this old house saw that I was poor and left a piece of land in front of his house, otherwise, my little brother would not see me. "

The old man took a sip of a dry tobacco bag, laughed, pointed to a beach of goods and said.

"What's more, the rent here is very expensive. I'm going to spend two days today and tomorrow to deal with these goods and then leave. So, if you see the goods on my poor old man's stall that you like, you should hurry up, otherwise you won't necessarily see me again next time."

"That would be nice. Since we deal with the goods, we should not dump the goods to pay the customers?"

Tang Ping laughed, but he didn't believe it when he heard it. After all, the old fogies who run the market are very skilled. You can't tell the truth from the truth.

But my hands were not idle. I picked up and looked at the bronzes one by one,

There are all kinds of knives, swords, forks, and utensils. After selecting, I finally picked up a small one, which is the size of an ordinary teapot, but it is very heavy. It has simple patterns on it, and it is covered with verdigris all over the body. It looks like a small cauldron and similar to a censer, so I couldn't help but be interested in it.

The reason why Tang Ping likes bronze products is not because he knows bronze. The reason is actually funny. In fact, it is because metal products are metal and won't lose much.

It is not like ancient jade. If you buy fake jade, it may be glass or stone, which will be a big loss. In addition, the little thing Tang Ping is holding is not ugly, which just meets Tang Ping's requirements.

"Uncle, how can I sell this little thing?" Tang Ping asked with an affectation of research.

"Ho ho, little brother, good eyesight. The bronze tripod with cloud pattern Qin tripod is the best piece of bronze ware in all my goods. It is not only of fine workmanship, but also of round belly, two ears and four feet. There is no damage at all, and the whole body is even and completely preserved... I intended to sell it elsewhere, so, since If you like it, you should take care of it first. In this way, I will pay 3000 yuan. How about that? " The blind old man looked at Tang Ping with his remaining eye, talked about it, and then extended three fingers at him.

When Tang Ping heard the price, he couldn't help laughing. Although the little old man looked pathetic, he said very well. Unexpectedly, he was really a profiteer and asked for a price very hard.

It's true that people can't be judged by appearances, especially in the trade of antiques.

"I said, sir, we really can't do it. It seems that this thing has just been made, and it's still 3000 yuan. I think it's about 30 yuan." Tang Ping shook the tripod in his hand and smiled.

"Well, young man, this is an antique, not a piece of junk. How can you pay by weight?" The old man may also feel that the price is a little harsh, and he smiled a little embarrassed, but his mouth did not let go. How could he know that Tang Ping bought it by weight.

"Don't care if it's shabby, let's pay a price of thirty, or not?" Tang Ping shook his head when he saw that the old man didn't let up. He had lost the idea of taking care of the poor old man in his heart. He stood up and wanted to leave after he casually shouted a price.

"No, don't hurry to go. The price is negotiable... However, the price of three thousand for thirty is really too low..." The old man was a little worried when he saw that Tang Ping was going, and quickly stood up and said.

"Then you can say another price. I'll buy it if I can. If I can't, I'll forget it." Tang Ping was unmoved, stopped and looked at the old man who pretended to be pitiful.

"Er... one thousand? Eight hundred? Or five hundred?"

The old man looked at Tang Ping's face and kept lowering the price. Tang Ping was not only amused by that dishonest businessman's face.

"Well, I will make a final offer of 50 yuan. If you sell it, I will take it. I have the right to take care of your business. If you don't sell it, I really have to leave."

"Well... fifty is fifty. Quan should be making friends."

The one eyed old man saw that Tang Ping was determined and knew that he could not squeeze out much oil. Moreover, the goods he said before were also true, so he finally sold them to Tang Ping.

"Talent! The price is 3000 yuan, and you bought it at 50 yuan? I saw that when you gave the money, the old man almost didn't cry. Why didn't I know that you had this ability? Or I could just give you 3000 yuan. You took the money to buy a wife of 30000 yuan for me in Vietnam. Remember, the one with long chest and legs is the only one. Hehe."

When Big Fat Liu saw Tang Pingzhen's fifty yuan purchase of the small tripod, he not only worshipped it.

In recent years, Liu Dapang hasn't accompanied Tang Ping to the antique market. Although he doesn't understand antiques as well as Tang Ping, he has bought them with Tang Ping for the wrong times. He still knows about the market for antiques, such as bronzes, regardless of whether they are real or fake. As long as they sell well, there will be no more than 100.

Tang Ping's small tripod is not small, but its workmanship is really good. Even if it is sold as a handicraft, it will cost three or two hundred yuan.

"Fuck you. It's just like a bear with chest and thigh. Don't say you can't buy it. Even if you do buy it, I will lose if I can stay for three days... OK, the economy is tight recently, so buy it today. Let's go and buy you ramen."

Tang Ping himself did not expect that he could really buy 50 yuan, and he was more than happy to pick up the leak. But Tang Ping also knew that the small tripod could not be real.

After all, the real world is not a novel. If any stall could pick up the leak, Tang Ping, who has bought antiques for three years, would not still be poor and down.

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By the time Tang Ping returned to his rental house, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

After returning to the rental house, Tang Ping casually took out the antique tripod he had just bought and prepared to put it on his dazzling Bogu shelf.

However, when Tang Ping put it on the Bogu shelf, he miscalculated the weight of the small bronze tripod. He slipped and dropped the small bronze tripod directly onto the floor.

Just listening to the clang, the small bronze tripod broke all over the ground like porcelain!

"My grass is broken? How can a bronze one be broken? What kind of material is this? It can't be cement, can it? That's a loss."

When Tang Ping saw that it was broken after a simple fall, he was not happy to pick up the leak. He quickly looked down and found that this small cauldron, which looked like bronze ware, was actually made of something similar to plastic and extremely light!

When Tang Ping sighed that he had been trapped, he found a white ball with white light shining all over his body, the size of which was like an ordinary glass marble.

"Eh, what is this? A shiny marbles?"

Tang Ping was a little strange. He wanted to pick it up, but he found that it was completely opposite to those pieces of light texture. It was not only strangely heavy, but also vaguely felt several times heavier than the lead ones. It was also round and smooth. Tang Ping didn't hold it. He tried several times before picking it up.

After picking it up, Tang Ping found that the luminous ball didn't seem to be round, but it was compressed by something. It was just that the compressed fracture was quite tight. In addition, there was a small red button in the middle of the ball, and Tang Ping subconsciously pressed it.

The luminous ball unexpectedly sent out the electronic voice of indistinguishable men and women.

"Di... Welcome to use the black technology vegetable farmer space, testing the site..."

"Di...... The size of the site is 5m * 5m * 3m, no effective light source is detected, no effective soil is detected...... Di...... After the site detection, the space here does not meet the conditions for opening the black technology vegetable farmer space. If you still choose to open the space, please press the button twice. If you do not open it, the space will be closed in 10 seconds, please choose......"

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"Er, what do you mean, what is the black technology vegetable farmer space?"

Tang Ping was startled by the small ball that suddenly made a noise in his hand. When he calmed down, he thought it was an intelligent toy for a child. After all, children's toys look more and more intelligent, but most of them are bluff. Thinking of this, Tang Ping not only subconsciously pressed the red button twice.

But at the next moment, the white luminous ball in my hand trembled slightly, and then, like a blown balloon, slowly grew larger and larger... Finally, I covered the whole bedroom!

Miraculously, in the process of the space becoming larger, the objects that pass through, whether Tang Ping himself or other objects in the bedroom, all pass through directly. When the space becomes completely larger, Tang Ping and the things in the room have already reached the interior of the space

Tang Ping looked at the white, translucent space wrapped around him. The more he saw it, the more he felt it looked like the plastic greenhouse used to grow vegetables in his hometown. The key was that the metal colored keel of the greenhouse could also be clearly seen

"My grass, what is this thing? How did it become so big? Is it a compressed plastic greenhouse?"

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