At seven o'clock in the evening, night falls and the lights begin to turn on. The Tianjin Railway Station and the high-speed rail platform are crowded with dense and dark people.

The place is full of passengers waiting to board the train.

Several high-efficiency xenon headlights hanging on both sides of the platform illuminate the waiting area like daylight. High-speed rail safety guards wearing thick military uniforms holding safety warning lights always remind passengers to stand outside the yellow line.

Ten minutes later, the solid and heavy concrete platform vibrated slightly, and a "Harmony" train with the words crh printed on it suddenly jumped into view, roaring like the wind, and stopped next to the platform unusually smoothly.

At this time, a young man carrying a black backpack and dragging a dark suitcase in his hand was calmly walking towards one of the carriage doors along with the flow of people getting on the bus.

This young man didn't seem to be in a hurry. He had a faint smile on his face and deliberately let those who were eager to get on the bus go first. Finally, he tightened his abdomen and straightened his chest, and let the travel bag that had gradually fallen on his back be slightly lifted up.

After lifting it, he approached the door of the EMU, put away the tow bar of the suitcase, picked up the suitcase and walked slowly towards the inside of the carriage.

Entering the carriage, he looked around and saw that most of them were young and energetic young men and women. Some of them were chatting with each other, and some had earplugs hidden in their ears, enjoying themselves.

For songs and music, people are more likely to hold their mobile phones while texting or playing games.

"It's already February, and all major universities are going on winter vacation one after another. No wonder there are so many college students going home... Oh, time is not forgiving. I think I also had my college days back then. It's so good to be young!

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In the carriage, the young man carrying a travel bag and suitcase was none other than Fang Feiyang.

Our boss Fang Da was still lamenting the vicissitudes of life while looking for his seat. His tone made him look like he was in his seventies or eighties.

Since many students studying in the north are on winter vacation during this period, railway transportation has formed a dense flow of students going home. The train tickets from south to north are almost fully booked. Fang Feiyang this time

We didn't get a sleeper berth when we returned to Sioux City from Tianjin, so we had to make do with a seat ticket.

Fang Feiyang finally found his seat number, first stuffed his huge travel bag on the luggage rack above, then lifted the suitcase above his head and put it together with his backpack.

"Hey, buddy, a winter vacation only lasts about twenty days. As for bringing so many things home? Isn't it too troublesome?"

At this time, a boy in the seat next to him smiled at Fang Feiyang and said hello kindly.

Boss Fang was stunned when he heard this, and then realized that the other party obviously regarded him as a fellow college student, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

I thought: I will be twenty-seven during the Chinese New Year, and I have been working for four years. Do I still have the smell of a student on my face? Since others think of me as such, I am considered one. Anyway, I often read and study now, and learn about antiques.

.It’s also good to rediscover the feeling of being a student.

After Fang Feiyang packed his luggage, he also chatted with this "academic friend" about school life in a friendly manner.

Don’t say that Boss Fang is 26 or 7 years old this year. Even if he is in his early thirties, as long as he takes good care of himself, his behavior and appearance are no different from those of a college student. Now he does not work hard or works night shifts. He opens antiques by himself.

Be the owner of a store and go shopping occasionally

At the flea market, life is nourishing and sentimental. His originally slightly dark skin seems to have faded a bit and become fairer. His body shape and appearance are more vibrant and energetic than when he just graduated. His buddies mistook him for

It’s no surprise for college students.

Soon, the loudspeaker of the train emitted a tinkling electronic warning sound, which was the sound of the door closing. The bullet train, like a silver snake, started slowly, and after a series of accelerations, it flew on the railway line.

Since this train departed at seven o'clock in the evening and left Tianjin City, it was dark outside the window, with only a few scattered lights from the suburbs flashing by. The originally noisy carriage gradually became quieter, and the air conditioning in the carriage was set to just the right level.

Fang Feiyang chose a comfortable sitting position, leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes and rested.

This trip to the capital Yanjing left him quite touched and gained a lot.

In addition to Rong Baozhai's surprise, he got the other half of the flower sketch of the old man Ivy, and by chance, he picked up a large piece of jewelry in the Jasper cosmetics store. This royal bracelet decorated with white jade dragons and phoenixes playing with beads should be fine.

It can be called a super leak, a priceless treasure.

Priceless treasures often have ill-fated fates. First they were stolen by thousands of people, and then they were auctioned on the black market. Fortunately, Boss Fang worked hard to track them down, and finally they were returned to their original owners.

Of course, our boss Fang’s hard work was not in vain.

At this time, a square suitcase and a huge backpack on his head were filled with trophies. The suitcase was bulging with bundles of cash, a total of five hundred and ten

20,000. Inside the bag is a bamboo-carved armrest from the mid-Ming Dynasty brought back from Tianjin Wei Antique Market, as well as a delicate and unique black-glazed small bowl from the Song Dynasty.

It's strange to say that these two small antiques bought with small change from a street stall were both "taken for love" from that ordinary-dressed old gentleman. Fang Feiyang didn't know why he was so weird.

He did this out of nowhere, and for this, he even felt a little sorry.

In fact, this is the old grudge between Yinmen and Qianmen.

At this time, Fang Feiyang did not know that he had already met the famous Bao Ye, the leader of the high-level con men.

As the conflict escalates, this dispute over small antiques, which is neither salty nor tepid, will lead to a vigorous competition for treasure sites in the future. Of course, this is a story for another day and will not be mentioned for the time being.

Fang Feiyang's thoughts were swirling in his mind. With the slight vibration of the high-speed train, he gradually felt sleepy. His breathing was continuous and slow, and he fell into sleep unconsciously.

The long dark night passed quickly, and the train headed south without stopping at any small stations except for a few transportation hubs.

Finally, the white Harmony docked at the capital city of Jinling Province.

Fang Feiyang's ticket was originally for a direct trip to Su City, but now that he had arrived in Jinling, he couldn't hold back his urgent longing and decided to find his girlfriend Su Yazhi at the last minute.

The last time he called her at the Chang'an Hotel, he asked the beautiful woman to guess where she was now. Su Yazhi subconsciously thought that her boyfriend had prepared a surprise and sneaked to Jinling to meet him.

This time, it’s a real surprise. I have to wait until I get to the beauty’s room before calling her.

Thinking of this, Fang Feiyang raised a sly smile at the corner of his mouth. He really wanted to see Su Yazhi's overjoyed, shy and angry expression when she was guarding the door.

Fang Feiyang picked up the most expensive luggage in history and got off the bus at Jinling temporarily.

In the underground passage, he came to the taxi waiting area.
Chapter completed!