The courtyard in Mianmian Hutong has been under renovation for more than half a month. All the work in the house has been completed, and the doors and windows have just been replaced. Now only the work in the yard is left.

The furniture factory specially sent a truck to deliver furniture to Lin Chaoyang. When they arrived at the gate of Mianmian Hutong Courtyard, Lin Chaoyang and others followed the moving master and carefully moved several pieces of furniture into the house.

Seeing several pieces of antique-level furniture intact in the house, Lin Chaoyang was satisfied.

The first time I picked it up in the 1980s, the results were pretty good, including two Ming huanghuali chairs and a pair of clear mahogany dragon-patterned Duobao pavilions. After another thirty or forty years, the total value is estimated to be at least 60 to 70 million.

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It's a pity that it's not made by the imperial government, otherwise it could have been doubled three or four times at least.

Amao didn't understand why Lin Chaoyang valued these pieces of furniture. In his eyes, these three old pieces of furniture were not as useful as the newly purchased bed and wardrobe.

"Amao, this is called an antique. We have a saying in China: antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times. These things will appreciate in value in the future." Lin Chaoyang explained to him.

Amao nodded half-understanding, but still didn't believe it in his heart.

This matter has nothing to do with being smart or not, but a matter of concept. It’s true that Amao has a good impression of China, but if you tell him now that China can catch up with the development of Western countries in one hundred years in thirty years, he doesn’t care.

I can't believe it no matter what.

Therefore, for him, the appreciation of antiques is out of the question.

He didn't care about the furniture, but he cared about the ticket seller he met during the day.

Foreign exchange coupons were a new thing that was only issued last year, and he was very interested in the business experience of the ticket dealers.

Hearing Amao ask about the ticket dealer, Lin Chaoyang glanced at him in surprise. Has this kid's thoughts always been so dangerous?

"It is illegal to resell foreign exchange certificates, do you understand?"

"He poured it, I just sold it."

"Hey, you kid, you're full of nonsense."

After staying in Yanjing for several years, Amao has become more and more eloquent, but I don't know if this idea was brought about by Beijing oilmen, and it has become more and more crooked.

"You want to make some money from this?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"It should be fine, right?"

After being in contact with him for so long, Lin Chaoyang knew that Amao was not financially well-off, otherwise he would not have chosen to study in China.

He thought for a while and said: "If you really want to make some money, you can exchange the foreign exchange coupons and redeem them to me, and I will give you RMB according to the market price."

Amao was a little hesitant, "Is this appropriate?"

"Do you know how to be embarrassed?" Lin Chaoyang laughed and cursed, then said seriously: "What's inappropriate? You want to make some money, and I just need foreign exchange certificates. Our friends are friends, and business is business. This saves money.

It eliminates the risks arising from your transaction with the ticket dealer. If the ticket dealer commits a crime, although there is a high probability that you will not be involved, you are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

After listening to his words, Amao thought about it carefully and felt that it made sense.

At this time, Lin Chaoyang warned again: "This thing can only make some pocket money, don't think about making a lot of money with it."

"I see."

When he got home in the evening, Tao Yushu counted the money spent today. The five pieces of furniture cost a total of 1,155 yuan in foreign exchange coupons and 94 yuan in RMB.

"Spending money is like running water!" She sighed with some distress, and asked Lin Chaoyang: "I heard you told Amao that you wanted to exchange foreign exchange certificates with him. Why do we need so many foreign exchange certificates?"

"I want to buy some antiques for my collection, and no amount of foreign exchange coupons is too much.

Moreover, there is an advantage to buying things with foreign exchange coupons. You don’t need to use the coupons to buy things, which saves time, effort and worry.”

Tao Yushu pouted and said reluctantly: "One foreign exchange certificate is worth one dollar and four. If you don't feel sorry for me, I feel sorry for you."

Lin Chaoyang said with a smile: "Money is something that cannot be saved. I spent a little more money, but I saved trouble and time. I think it was worth it."

"So what if you save time? You are a leader and you have to take care of everything every day?" Tao Yushu said sarcastically.

Lin Chaoyang came up to her and said in an ambiguous tone, "Save the time and we can do something we love to do. Life is short, and a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

Tao Yushu's cheeks turned red, "You started talking nonsense again..."

Before she finished speaking, her lips touched a piece of softness, and she closed her eyes subconsciously.

Another day, Tao Yumo followed Lin Chaoyang when he got off work.

"Brother-in-law, please make me dry fried mandarin fish."

"Brother-in-law, I want to eat braised pork."

Tao Yumo talked about it all the way, and helped Lin Chaoyang diligently in cooking at night. When eating, he turned into a glutton and devoured it.

Tao Yushu looked at his sister's state and couldn't help teasing her: "I know you went to school, but I didn't know you thought you were running away."

"You can't blame me, it's mainly because the food cooked by my brother-in-law is so delicious." Tao Yumo's cheeks were as bulging as a hamster's.

Lin Chaoyang was very satisfied with his sister-in-law's flattery. He ate everything he needed to eat. Isn't it natural to provide some emotional value?

When the food was almost done, Tao Yumo finally opened his mouth and started talking about the recent popular events at Yanda.

The most popular one was naturally the poetry recitation organized by the Chinese Department and the May 4th Literary Society. This group of people held the poetry recital in the large dining room.

It is said that on the day of the poetry recital, the large dining hall, which could accommodate more than two thousand people dining at the same time, was packed with students. The aisles and doorways were crowded with people.

The student poets of the May Fourth Literary Club came on stage one by one to recite their own poems. After each poem was recited, bursts of applause broke out, and the students responded to them with full enthusiasm.

After nearly three years of development, the May Fourth Literary Club has become the largest student club in Yanzhou. Not only does it rank first among all clubs in terms of number of people, it also has the greatest influence.

For this poetry recital, the May Fourth Literary Society specially invited several famous young poets to Yanda.

Zhao Zhenkai, Yang Lian, Mang Ke...

The arrival of these poets made the students even more enthusiastic, and the applause was like a tide and lasted for a long time.

The students' applause and love allowed these poets to find a sense of identity, and at the same time, these poets also inspired the students' love for poetry.

In 1981, the craze for poetry on university campuses intensified. Everyone took pride in reading and writing poetry, and many people started student magazines.

As far as Yanda is concerned, students have regarded joining the May 4th Literary Society as some kind of recognition. Whoever joins the May 4th Literary Society is a recognition of their literary talent.

It's almost a humiliation.

Tao Yumo had already joined the May Fourth Literary Club in the first semester of her school year, but unfortunately her presence in the literary club had never been strong.

"Brother-in-law, Xiao Cha also went to the recital the day before yesterday to recite. He said that his poem would be published. Later I asked him and he said that you recommended it to him in "Yenjing Literature"."

Lin Chaoyang looked at his sister-in-law and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tao Yumo took out a few pieces of paper with a playful smile, "This is a poem I wrote myself. Please help me see if I can recommend it to a magazine."

"If you want to announce it, vote yourself!"

"Please show me, won't it be easier for me to pass the manuscript if you are there to check it?"

Unable to bear her sister-in-law's pleas, Lin Chaoyang flipped through her masterpiece.

Tao Yumo's poetry writing style is very consistent with her age and personality. Several poems are short poems with a fresh and slightly artificial style.

For example, this song "Spring":

The willow silk blows lightly and the petals dance in the wind

The misty drizzle weaves a net to catch the broken time

The sky where swallows fly is filled with poetic dark clouds

I'm looking out from the bridge

Endless tenderness spreads quietly in the soft expectation.

"Brother-in-law, how are you doing?" Tao Yumo asked Lin Chaoyang impatiently.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Chaoyang said: "Not bad."

"What a good idea? Please tell me in detail." Tao Yumo's expression was full of expectation, and he could barely write the words "praise me well" on his face.

"The writing has a certain sense of beauty, the style is fresh, and the emotions are delicate."

Listening to Lin Chaoyang's praise, Tao Yumo's face smiled like a fat chrysanthemum. He suppressed his smile and said, "Oh, it's not that good, and there are many shortcomings."

"Yeah. There are indeed a lot of shortcomings in the piling up of words and pretentiousness."

The smile on Tao Yumo's face froze, "Brother-in-law, why are you like this?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You were praising me just now!" Tao Yumo said aggrievedly.

"I was praising my advantages just now, but I am talking about my shortcomings now. There is no contradiction!"

Tao Yumo looked at him angrily for a while, then took the poem back and said, "Forget it, I won't tell you anymore. As a novelist, what kind of poetry do you know?"

Lin Chaoyang smiled and didn't care. He wanted to tease his sister-in-law and asked, "Don't you want to publish it?"

Upon hearing this, Tao Yumo, who was about to get up, stopped, and couldn't help but show a somewhat expectant expression on his face.

"Can it be published?"

"It's probably not a big problem to invest in a municipal publication," Lin Chaoyang said.

Tao Yumo suddenly turned cold, "Huh! Who are you looking down on!"
To be continued...