I looked at my father Jackie Chan in 1988

After one o'clock in the morning, I took a shower.

Ji Sheng was lying on the bed. He hadn't slept yet, but was chatting with the author Jun VII Madman in the reader group of a novel he had read before.

"Old Qi, if you write a rebirth novel, and the protagonist travels to the end of the 80s, what do you think he should do to get rich?"

Madman VII: "Hey, it's not easy. Just search the Internet for some major events that happened in those years, and then develop in that direction. There is another stupid way, selling technology. As long as you are proficient in some modern society technologies, If we go back to that era, it is absolutely high-tech, and it is very simple to make a lot of money.”

Ji Sheng typed: "Since selling technology can make money, why do you say it's the most stupid way?"

Madman VII: "Are you stupid? Have you never heard of the Butterfly Effect? ​​If you bring the technology in advance, a certain industry will definitely undergo earth-shattering changes, which will cause a chain reaction. At that time, the whole world will change. You What is the most stupid way to earn a sum of money selling technology but lose the historical trend that you are familiar with?"

Ji Sheng suddenly came to his senses.

Yes.

The biggest advantage of going back to the past is not how advanced technology you have mastered, but that you are familiar with every historical turning point.

For example, Ji Sheng knew that the most profitable business in the 80s was doing business, because of the dual-track system, reselling goods can make huge profits.

Another example is in the early 90s, who didn't know that stock subscriptions made money?

Futures, real estate, and the Internet are springing up like bamboo shoots after the rain. As long as you enter in advance, which one will not make money?

What if the butterfly effect is too big and changes history?

Ji Sheng didn't even need to think carefully to know that he would lose the strongest ability of the prophet.

I just want to make money in that time and space, and I don't want to change the world. To follow the trend of history and develop, isn't it the best blueprint for development?

Ji Sheng has a little idea in his mind, he roughly knows what he should do there, do a good job in his electrical appliance business, make more money first, and then follow the trend of history, and easily become the richest man.

This is the best way and the most time-saving and labor-saving way.

Hey, what are you thinking about, sleep.

Ji Sheng couldn't be bothered to think about it, so he put down his phone and fell asleep.

……

The next day, the outside sun shines in.

A woman's voice came from the balcony next door, "You lost every moment on the map, you tasted Paris at night..."

Ji Sheng was woken up.

He listened attentively, and thought he sang well, but isn't it too much for you to disturb people's dreams so early in the morning?

Ji Sheng couldn't help but shouted out of the window, "Sister, what time is it, and you just sing?"

The singing over there stopped abruptly.

But there was no response.

Ji Sheng didn't bother to answer, he casually picked up the phone on the bedside table and took a look.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you see it, he sits up from the bed and wipes, it's twelve o'clock.

Only then did Ji Sheng realize that the neighbor was wrong, but there was no response from there, and he didn't apologize at all. He hurriedly got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then ordered a takeaway, and prepared to go back to the 80s after eating.

Just finished washing up, waiting for takeaway.

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang.

He took a look and saw that it was Su Quan who he met when he went to Lao Zhang's private auction. He was a little puzzled, why did this guy call me?

After connecting, Ji Sheng said, "Hello?"

Su Quan's voice came from the opposite side, "Hey, Xiao Ji, I'm Su Quan, have you returned to Haitong?"

"Here, what's the matter?" Ji Sheng asked.

"Are you free to sing a song together tonight? Let me introduce a few people to you." Su Quan said.

Ji Sheng understood it as soon as he heard it. He guessed that Su Quan knew that he could get good things. It would be a good thing to introduce local collectors. He thought about it and didn't refuse, "Okay, when will we meet?"

"Six o'clock, let's have a meal together." Su Quan paused, and said with a smile: "I have a friend, I heard that you can get Xu Beihong's paintings, and I want to make friends with you. One picture."

Ji Sheng just wanted to interrupt.

This guy Su Quan talked a lot, so he continued on his own, "He has a lot of things in his collection, but he hasn't sold any of them. One time in the past two years, he almost missed Liu Hai in Shanghai. Master Su’s painting, but it’s a pity that he didn’t bring enough money at that time, and he made an appointment to go to the bank to withdraw the money one night, but unfortunately, a fire broke out in that house and the painting was burned. Not unlucky?"

Ji Sheng felt sleepy when he heard it, and yawned, "Well, bad luck."

"Okay, let me introduce you to him tonight. He is not short of money. As long as you can get good things, money is not a problem."

After Su Quan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ji Sheng also switched to the takeaway interface, wanting to see where the deliveryman is.

I just cut to the point where I starved to death.

He suddenly thought of something!

"Huh? I met Master Liu Haisu's splash of color two years ago? Or was it in Shanghai? Then it was burned down because of the fire?"

Ji Sheng yelled "Damn it, isn't this a message to send money to himself?"

In the current era, this painting is burned, but it does not mean that the time and space of the 80s are gone!

Valley porpoise

He didn't care about the takeaway or not, so he hurriedly called Su Quan back.

Beep, beep.

It rang several times and no one answered the phone.

Ji Sheng was anxious, but Su Quan didn't know why he went there, so he just refused to answer.

fuck.

Ji Sheng had no choice but to hang up the phone, opened the WeChat interface, and sent a message to Su Quan, asking him to see the message and call back.

Waited for a long time without reply.

It was delivered outside.

Ji Sheng had no choice but to sit at the table and eat wontons while waiting for Su Quan to call back. When he was bored, he checked Moments.

Suddenly, he saw a circle of friends: buy high-quality small-leaf red sandalwood raw materials in large quantities, or small-leaf red sandalwood hand beads can also be bought at market prices.

It is King Jiang Zhu.

Ji Sheng's eyes brightened, yes, the hand bead industry seems to be pretty good, like small-leaf red sandalwood, Hainan huanghuali and other precious woods, which were very cheap in the 80s.

You can try.

Didn't Jiang Zhuwang order [-] strings of bracelets? Do you want to take over the business?

Ji Sheng thought for a while, and sent a message: Mr. Jiang, if I can get a lot of handmade lobular red sandalwood beads, do you want it?

Well, he didn’t think about the raw materials. He can only carry more than 300 catties of things in his own space at a time. If he has that time to waste energy making small-leaf red sandalwood raw materials, he might as well spend that time visiting cultural relics stores in the 80s.

Jiang Zhuwang replied quickly: Yes, preferably twelve pieces with a diameter of [-] mm.

Ji Sheng: I don't guarantee that I can get it, try it.

The meaning in Jiang Zhuwang's message seems to be hopeless: OK, if you can get the best, it doesn't matter if you can't get it, but it must be within five days, and I won't want it after this time.

Ji Sheng replied with a "yes".

Immediately pick up the mobile phone to record it, and go to the 80s to buy some lobular red sandalwood hand beads.

He jotted down what came to his mind. At that time, Hainan huanghuali were allowed to be bought and sold freely, and the price was also very cheap. Ji Sheng wrote "Buy some huanghuali" on the notepad of his mobile phone.

It won't break if you put it over there. If someone wants it in modern society, they can cash it in at any time.

Moving on to the wontons.

At this time, the phone rang.

Ji Sheng glanced at it and found that it was Su Quan, and quickly picked up the phone and put it to his ear, "Mr. Su."

Su Quan seemed to be smoking a cigarette, and there was a sound of exhaling, "Just now I went to the bathroom, I'm sorry I didn't answer your call."

Nima!

Are you guys eating?

Ji Sheng lost his appetite all of a sudden, and pushed half a bowl of wontons to the other side of the table in disgust, "Boss Su, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

Su Quan was indeed smoking, and after saying this, he still exhaled smoke.

Only then did Ji Sheng say: "Just now you said that your friend almost bought Master Liu Haisu's splash color two years ago?"

Su Quan asked back, "Well, what's the matter?"

Ji Sheng pretended to be curious and said, "Who bought it for him at the time? What was the asking price?"

"The asking price was 100 million, and they wanted cash. My friend quickly made an appointment with the bank to withdraw the money, but all the money was withdrawn, and the people and paintings were gone." Su Quan regretted.

You're talking about key information.

Who cares what the asking price is?

Seeing that Su Quan didn't explain, Ji Sheng had no choice but to ask in a different way: "Yo, 100 million is also called picking up leaks? That family is dark enough, why is the seller asking such a ruthless price?"

"Why isn't 100 million called picking up the leak? The market price of that painting is definitely more than 1000 and 50 million." Su Quan retorted, then smacked his lips and said: "Actually, I don't blame people for being dark, my friend is acting impatient. Point, just say [-] yuan, even if people don't know how to paint, who will they kill if they see Kaizi?"

Until now, he hasn't mentioned the seller's information, and Ji Sheng is going to be panicked to death by him, so he simply doesn't go around in circles, and asks directly: "Then what's the situation with the seller?"

"Oh, I heard that I used to work in a state-owned enterprise. Since the state-owned enterprise was restructured and lost my job, I haven't been to work. Sheng Zai lost more than a dozen flats at home. Everything was sold, but I don’t know who reminded him that the painting is a masterpiece of a famous artist, or he knew a little about it, so he sold it in the antique market, and happened to be bumped by my friend.” Su Quan explained the reason for the incident.

Ji Sheng knew that this guy was very talkative, so if he didn't ask directly, he might not know how long he would have to go around in circles, so he asked again: "What's the seller's name, and which state-owned enterprise did you work in before?"

"I don't know what it's called, but the surname is quite rare. The surname Zhi, my friend said it at the time, and I immediately remembered it." Su Quan was smoking over there, paused, and continued: "As for the Which state-owned enterprise is said to be the largest textile factory in Shanghai at that time, and it seems that the factory had more than 80 people in the late 1s, and I don’t know about the others.”

It is enough to have this information!

Ji Sheng secretly kept it in his heart, then changed the subject and chatted casually for a few words before hanging up the phone.

"This time back to the 80s, I have a goal, [-] strings of small-leaf red sandalwood hand beads, and find a way to get Liu Haisu's splash color painting."

Ji Sheng's eyes flickered. If he could accomplish these two goals, he would probably be able to get back the money he spent on buying a house and a car.

Row!

Then start with the bangs splash color painting which is the easiest to get!

Ji Sheng is full of enthusiasm, although he doesn't know if he can successfully find the person named Zhi that Su Quan mentioned, but with so much information in front of him, he must try.