Chapter 1 Leaving Home-The Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

I spent seven years in there and got a reduced sentence for good behavior.

The day I got out and received my cell phone, I got a couple of strange calls.

They are some of the bosses who have cooperated before called, they desperately want to retain me to follow them to do, some of the salary to 100,000 a month, there are 200,000 a month to the car.

Most of these calls are coming from two places.

Panjiayuan in North|Beijing, Shenyang Road in Tian|jin.

I thought about it at the time, but I declined them all.

I was in this business is wrong, even though overnight wealth, but I also paid the price, seven years of time, from the beginning of the white boy, turned into today’s thirty-something belly uncle.

The girl I met at the beginning has a baby that can play soy sauce.

I was all alone with no family and finally chose to go to Dali.

I bought a small storefront by the Erhai Sea, opened a small supermarket, and every day when there is no business, I go to the beach to walk, blowing the sea breeze, the days are quite leisure.

The address of the mini-supermarket is on Cangshan East Road, next to Le Mart, if any friends want to come and play, I will treat them with tea.

A while ago was not the discovery of the ancient Shu civilization, but also unearthed a sensational national gold mask, in fact, ah, my way to get rich, and these things have something to do with.

Two words are inseparable.

Antiques, grave robbing.

A few years ago, ghost blowing lamp, tomb raiding notes, golden pupil, movie and TV series big hit, now free, I also write about those things in this business.

I’ve never seen the Cloud Top Heavenly Palace or the Qinling Divine Tree, and I don’t have a golden pupil, but I entered the antique business at the age of sixteen, and I’ve really seen a lot of things with my own eyes that ordinary people can’t understand.

Let’s start at the beginning.

I was born in a small mountain village in the northeast of my country, close to the Mohe River, where the winter cold can freeze to death.

My grandmother raised me, and I’ve never met my parents, much less want to ask what their names are.

As the old saying goes, I was very naughty when I was a kid, I didn’t listen to the teachers, my academic performance was a mess, and I was always at the bottom of the class.

At that time, the village had set up a low income insurance program, which seemed to be more than eighty dollars a month.

There’s also a subsidy for orphans and special hardship cases, which is more than a hundred dollars a month, and it’s not an exaggeration to say that my family is struggling to make ends meet.

Junior high school then, the television every day to play the TV station’s treasure hunting program, I watched especially fascinated, those who do not take it seriously before the bottles and cans, the results of the experts said that can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars, is an antique, can be exchanged for a house, for a car!

I was lying to my grandma all the time about the school letting me buy study materials, and she gave me money, so I ran to the bookstore and bought all the books on antiques.

The first book I remember reading was “Fifty Famous Treasures of Ancient Springs”, published by Mr. Dai Lao, a very thick book.

Ancient springs are copper coins, called purple coins in our part of the world, and this book was an eye-opener for me, and I became madly obsessed with antiques.

I rummaged through our house and snubbed my classmates again, without reading the words, at a flat rate of fifty cents a piece, so that they could steal copper coins from their own homes, steal them and sell them to me, and I would acquire them.

Saving money, the cafeteria meal I never order food, and then I sold a bunch of textbooks for seven dollars, I was so bad at studying, the teacher just kept sighing at the time, saying that this child is finished, do not study well, and in the future can only be a tumor of society.

I was dismissive of my teacher’s words, and I was dreaming of getting rich, even if I became a cancer, I was going to be a rich cancer.

Junior year, the year I approached the midterm, I was 16.

Grandma broke her leg in an accident because she was plowing snow in the yard, and the medical and surgical bills added up to more than three thousand dollars.

In our family’s situation, we couldn’t even get six hundred dollars at that time. I have a deep impression that my grandmother was lying on the kang, covered with a thick blanket, and would cry at night.

My great aunt’s husband had opened several farmhouses in the snowy town of Mohe, and he was doing well, so I ran to my great aunt’s house to borrow money for my grandmother’s medicine.

Although on the surface did not say anything, but once I secretly heard behind the back, the great aunt husband said that I was a spoilsport, but also said that our family is a broken family, said that this loaned money will be pawned off, but also let the great aunt to less and our dealings.