Chapter 1348 Preparing to Leave Beijing 5

Feng Qingxue always felt that the old man looked familiar, which was why she did not stop Lu Jiang from trading with the other party.

Seeing the Ru kiln hidden flower double fish plate that the old man took out, Feng Qingxue suddenly remembered and said, "Old sir, you are Mr. Qiao San, right? Mr. Qiao San was very famous in the Beijing-Tianjin area back then."

Mr. Qiao Sanye was just called Qiao San. He was a very famous gangster in the 1920s and 1930s. He did a lot of bad things, but he also did a few good things.

All in all, he is a person whose faults outweigh his merits.

It is said that he was the adopted son of a eunuch and the nephew of the old eunuch. With the large amount of wealth left to him by the old eunuch and his ruthlessness, he became a gangster. He had four wives, a bunch of lovers, and many children. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was liquidated, and his wives and children drew a line between themselves and him. He was reduced to living next to a cesspool, sweeping the streets and cleaning toilets.

It's a sympathetic experience, but he deserves it.

People like Lu's father, Uncle Xu, Jin Ruochu, Wen Ruyu and others were all implicated innocently, but Qiao San was not.

However, Qiao San lived a long life and died at the age of over 100, which just proves the saying "Good people don't live long, but evil deeds leave their mark for thousands of years."

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After being reminded by his wife, Lu Jiang also remembered Qiao San. The reason why he survived after the founding of the People's Republic of China was that he had supported the war of resistance against Japan. "It's good that you can think positively."

This Ru kiln plate appeared at an auction abroad decades later and was sold for a sky-high price of over 100 million yuan. This was because the plate was once used by the royal family. The owner said that his father had bought it from Qiao San in the 1970s.

"Think it through, think it through. If you didn't, you would have died long ago!" Qiao San pointed at the things in front of him, which were varied and dazzling. "How do you think? I don't think the things I took out are insulting to you, right? I also know that these things are not worth much, but that is now. It's hard to say in the past and in the future."

In other words, the old man in front of him still has more than 20 years to live.

They are indeed all good things, even the jewelry is of top quality.

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, "We are even more incredible."

Feng Qingxue squatted and flipped through it for a while, "Name your price."

Qiao San was stunned, and looked up at Feng Qingxue. "I didn't expect that 20 years later, someone would recognize me, Qiao San! Unbelievable, unbelievable. In 20 years, apart from old neighbors, who knows Qiao San?"

Qiao San knew what she meant and raised his long white eyebrows. "My life is worth living. When I was a child, I followed my old father into the palace and met Empress Dowager Cixi and Emperor Guangxu. When I grew up, I enjoyed decades of glory. I have a wife, a son, and several daughters. I don't care if they have severed their relationship with me or not. After all, they are my children!"

Qiao San gave a thumbs up. "Good, straightforward. I like straightforward people! I noticed that you guys were not slow in your dealings, unlike some people who are stingy. That's why I came to you."

"You said you like to have fun, so stop talking nonsense." Lu Jiang said.

"One hundred yuan, fifty kilograms of fine grain or grain coupons, and at least five kilograms of oil. If there is more, I can't carry it at all." Qiao San shook his head and sighed, "If you give me ten kilograms of grain, I will give you another treasure."

"What treasures?" All the things in front of him could be called treasures, but Feng Qingxue knew that Qiao San still had a lot of good things in his hands. Ten years later, he lived a very comfortable life by selling these things and his private collection of gold and silver jewelry for more than ten years before his death.

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(End of this chapter)