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In the suburbs of big cities such as Beijing, many painter villages have been formed due to the natural gathering of artists. This book uses the Songzhuang Painters Village at the end of the last century as the narrative background, and uses typical techniques to shape a group of deviant avant-garde artists. Because the author is also a painter and an insider writes about insider affairs, it is rich in content, authentic and credible. It talks about the hardships of starting a business and survival for artists, about the weird thinking and dissolute behavior of artists, about the self-mutilation process of artists who use their hard work and life to refine their works, about market myths such as art hype and auction manipulation, about the boost and destruction of art careers by money, and the corrosion of artists' souls... They are all deeply described and interpreted, and they are a window for readers to peek into this special group. It also popularized a lot of art knowledge.

No one would have thought that the famous leader Xu would be reduced to a dying beggar a few years later. One day at noon, in the heavily guarded Xilin River placer gold mine, a group of miners with sallow faces, thin muscles, and ragged clothes were still in groups of three, feebly panning for gold in their respective gold pits. Hungry, they were all eagerly looking forward to the early arrival of lunch, and looked towards the Old Golden Road from time to time. On the deserted Laojin Road, a beggar appeared in everyone's sight. He was half-clothed, unshaven, unkempt, holding a begging bowl with a gap in his hand, dragging a dog-beating stick, swaying one step at a time, and staggered forward. As soon as he entered the gold field, he fell down on the sand tailings and could not get up.