It was the winter of 1984.
Due to the heavy snowstorm, I waited in line for half the night after arriving at Nanjing Station.
I couldn't buy a train ticket for that day.
The earliest train was three days away.
There were seven or eight other passengers who were stranded with me at the time.
One of them was a salesman who practiced stalls in Chaotian Palace all year round.
This man's surname was Zhao.
When he was a child, his parents did not take good care of him.
He was eaten by flower toads in the field and developed abscesses all over his head.
Now the pus is gone, but the sore is still there, so I got a vivid nickname: Zhao Toad.
I sat in the same carriage with him, and after chatting casually for a few words, I realized that we were half traveling together.
We chatted all over the place all the way, and we gradually got to know each other quite a bit.
Zhao Toad is a typical Nanjing radish, simple and easy to understand.
When he saw that I didn't buy a ticket, he invited me to stay in Nanjing for a few days.
I didn't have a very specific goal.
Since I couldn't buy a ticket, it would be a good idea to wander around Jinling City for a few days.
I then followed him to the Chaotian Palace Antique Market with my backpack on my arm.
At that time, Chaotian Palace was not a place dedicated to selling antiques like it is today.
In those days, Baixia District was still an urban-rural fringe area.
The Chaotian Palace area was not much different from a temple fair.
In addition to antique stalls, there were more clothes, shoes, hats, etc.
Small vendors selling chickens, ducks, fruits and vegetables are a mixed bag.
Zhao Toad's shop is on the street outside the market, and he rents a small single room in a private house.
His shop was ten square meters in size, and it contained mostly Western gadgets, such as glazed lamps, water pipes, Persian carpets, and marble statues.
I said: "Are you doing antiques or decorating?"
Zhao Toad laughed loudly, his face almost as big as a porcelain basin.
"You don't understand this.
People nowadays are so fond of these foreign gadgets.
They just pick up a few and put them at home and display them as soon as they look at them."
Zhao Toad dropped his luggage and pointed to the big market outside and said, "Don't Seeing that Chaotian Palace is busy today, brother, I have found an even more amazing place.
I will take you to see it in the evening and keep it in check."
The place he was talking about was the Confucius Temple, which was burned into ruins during the war of aggression against China.
In the summer of 1983, the state decided to rebuild the Confucius Temple, which has achieved initial results.
Many stores have gradually opened up.
Zhao Toad touched his head and said that this place would have unlimited business opportunities in the future.
He went through the back door and asked his relatives to reserve a small shop, preparing to take advantage of the right time and place.
When the Confucius Temple became popular, the man and he would naturally follow. , don’t worry about no business coming to your door.
As for why I chose to go shopping at night, it was naturally because of the moving night view of Qinhuai, which is ten miles away.
Speaking of the Qinhuai River, it is also a famous laughing case in Feng Shui.
The Qinhuai River was originally a tributary of the Yangtze River.
In ancient times, the original name of the Huai River was "Longzangpu".
But think about it, in ancient times, the only person who had anything to do with dragons was the emperor.
It is said that when Qin Shihuang visited the east, he saw the purple air rising over Jinling and felt very unhappy.
He felt that the world belonged to him and the domineering aura also belonged to him.
I also heard that there is a river here called "Yongjangpo", and my beard stood up at that time: Jinling is not the important place of the imperial capital, and it is not the location of the dragon vein.
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Why is it called "Yongjangpo"?
Isn't it clear that you are going to rebel?
I encountered this kind of "burning books and entrapping Confucians" The unreasonable Lord dared to challenge the mountains and rivers.
He found a team of civil engineering engineers from nowhere, wreaked havoc near Jinling City, built illegal buildings indiscriminately, and smashed the square mountain outside Jinling City into a dam. , cut off the source of Huaihe River.
He also flooded the ground with gold in an attempt to seal off the royal aura of Jinling.
Later generations mistakenly believed that this water was opened during the Qin Dynasty, so it was called "Qinhuai River".
However, history has proved that "all reactionaries are paper tigers" and Qin Shihuang's childish actions were just self-deception.
The Qin Dynasty was overthrown by a peasant uprising in his second generation.
Jinling City later became the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, a geomantic treasure that could not be stopped
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