Chapter 906 Visiting Relatives and Friends 6
Feng Qingxue opened her mouth wide as she stepped into the thatched shed warehouse of the scrap yard.
The amount of waste now was ten times more than what he had seen before! It was really piled up like a mountain.
In the past, Feng Qingxue knew from her elders and Lu's father that many of the good things during the house search were actually pocketed by the people who took advantage of the situation. Now she can refute this statement.
The reason is very simple. The country has been founded for more than ten years, but traditional culture has not been promoted, and those students don’t know its value at all!
They did not know the value of the items, and out of a fit of rage, they beat, smashed, burned, and tore them up, piled them in the yard, and set them on fire, without even thinking about how many priceless treasures they had destroyed.
Things that did not have time to be destroyed were confiscated and flowed into various scrap yards for use in national construction.
Furniture is made of wood, which can be used to make paper. Calligraphy and paintings and books can also be recycled to make paper. Not to mention copper and iron utensils. The country has a great demand for paper, and also needs gold, silver, copper and iron to support national construction.
Many Chinese collectors in Hong Kong, Macau, Malaysia and other countries are happy to buy it.
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Lu Jiang noticed Feng Qingxue's look and smiled, "I'll ask the staff later. We have many children at home and can't cut wood to make furniture. Can we buy this bed home?"
If someone knows the value of the items, the cultural relics department will come forward to export the confiscated paintings, calligraphy, porcelain and other items in exchange for foreign currency.
"Okay!" Feng Qingxue wanted more than anything else.
This is what Feng Qingxue saw in some information recently. Not to mention the distant past, most of his senior brother Fu Nansheng's collection came from this way. His family was rich, and he was still rich after arriving in Hong Kong. It was said that his son was an official in Hong Kong, so he bought as much as he could, and became a very famous collector in the collecting world decades later.
Uncle Li still works here and has become the person in charge. He is very familiar with Feng Qingxue. Just now, Feng Qingxue secretly stuffed a bag of yak jerky into his hands, but Uncle Li hid it against his conscience because he thought of his children at home.
What does this show? This shows that in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when the class system was divided and the local tyrants were attacked, only the property of some people was confiscated, such as the big landlords and big capitalists. Academics with a large collection of cultural relics were able to keep their belongings.
Hearing the conversation between the couple, he couldn't help but whispered, "Just take whatever you like, quietly, don't make a sound. This bunk bed needs to be dismantled before it can be taken out. I'll give it to you at the price of junk. What's sent here is junk anyway. I also got a few pieces of furniture from here to modify at home. They are much sturdier than the furniture sold in department stores, but I also paid by weight."
Therefore, there are a lot of things and many varieties in the scrap collection station.
Feng Qingxue saw a rosewood carved bunk bed at first sight and really wanted to move it home!
After hearing this, Feng Qingxue hurriedly thanked Uncle Li, "Thank you for your help, Uncle Li. We will take a closer look to see if there is anything we need."
"Take your time to look at it." Someone sent another batch of things over there, and Uncle Li hurried over to greet them.
Feng Qingxue asked Lu Jiang to take the tools Uncle Li lent them to dismantle the bunk bed, while she went to search for treasures in the waste paper pile. On the surface, she was collecting textbooks, but in fact, when she saw valuable books and paintings, she would directly put them into the space. She was so busy that she was sweating profusely, and her face was covered with dust floating in the air, and it was a mess.
When the bunk bed was half dismantled, Lu Jiang suddenly called Feng Qingxue, "Come here quickly!"
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(End of this chapter)