The bear-like man scratched his head nervously, looked at Chu Hao, and wanted to say something awkwardly.

Chu Hao waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Hey, Brother Wang, you wrongly blamed this brother. There was no conflict between us, it was just a misunderstanding."

Wang Dachuan finally felt relieved and introduced the bearish man with a smile:

"Brother, this is me, Xiao Li Dahu, who came back from the army. His skills are fine. I saw that he had nothing to do at home, so I called him over. There are nine other brothers. I called him out and you have a look...

"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dachuan blew a series of urgent whistles with his mouth, which were similar to the chirping of birds. As soon as the whistle fell, whistles sounded from all directions at the same time, as if in response.

Good guy, let the bullets fly. The scene that surprised Chu Hao was yet to come. On the trees, on the roofs, and at the entrance of the alley, seven or eight big men rushed over from different places.

There was another man who came out of the hole next to him, and together with Li Dahu, ten other men lined up neatly in a row.

They have bright eyes and different heights, but they all have strong bodies, not because of food, but because they have a naturally wide frame and a large physique.

Wang Dachuan saw the brothers gathering and introduced to Chu Hao with a smile:

"These are all things I grew up playing around with. Some of them have been soldiers, some have practiced boxing with their masters, and it's just fun to beat down ordinary street gangsters. They used to fool around with me.

Later, when the team broke up, there was no serious work. They were just not good at it, and everyone was very strong. Taking care of the home and nursing home couldn't be easier. In order to be able to guard these six courtyards in an all-round way, we discussed using the military's outpost.

Secret whistle mode, brother, what do you think..."

Chu Hao silently took a breath of air-conditioning, good brother, I asked you to find some younger brothers to watch the show, but you have called your entire brother group over.

Chu Hao glanced at them and knew that what Wang Dachuan said was true. These ten people were the kind of people who were good at playing with fists and knives from childhood to adulthood.

If they hadn't followed Wang Dachuan, Chu Hao would have really not dared to use them. They all looked fierce, but their eyes were very bright and clear. They were not that kind of fool.

Birds of a feather flock together, Wang Dachuan's father is a hero, his son grew up under his father's light, and the brothers who can play together naturally have the same temperament.

Chu Hao stepped forward and shook hands with the ten brothers one by one, as if the leader was meeting with representatives of model workers.

After Wang Dachuan blew the whistle and the ten people dispersed, Chu Hao asked Wang Dachuan to go in together. The other party waved his hand and said that since he agreed to help Chu Hao take care of the yard, he could not slack off for a moment.

Chu Hao didn't stop him, nor did he mention this monthly salary.

After knocking on the door, Shen Aoxue came to open it. She was wearing a light pink slit cheongsam.

The slightly exposed calves were wrapped in rou (silk), outlining the concave and convex devil figure. The beautiful eyes looked at Chu Hao like hooks, and said with a smile:

"How about it? My aunt and I went out to buy this. My aunt said that she liked to wear cheongsam when she was young. It showed off her figure. I thought you were coming over today, so I put it on specially. Does it look good?"

Chu Hao's eyes widened when he saw it, and he said:

"Good guy, I haven't seen you for a month. You are very good at Yanjing dialect. You can even use the word "te". Don't ask, it's just a beauty. You are so beautiful. Oh, I like it so much..

..."

"That's right, you haven't seen how hard I work for you. I spend all day with my aunt speaking Yanjing dialect, and my tongue is tired because of the lingering sounds..."

Listening to Shen Aoxue's complaints, Chu Hao smiled, imitating the strength in kung fu, and hugged Shen Aoxue's graceful waist, feeling the smoothness of the high-end Jiangnan silk cheongsam... .

Shen Aoxue led him to the back room, but this time he didn't see Old Man Zhu scolding Mr. Bei across from him. Old Man Zhu was squatting in a side room, holding tools in hand, and carefully repairing a porcelain bottle.

Chu Hao did not disturb him. The old lady stayed by his side and smiled politely at him.

After spending about ten minutes, Old Man Zhu looked at the repaired porcelain bottle with satisfaction, glanced at Chu Hao, and waved with a smile:

"Come on, let's take a look at the old man's craftsmanship. My art of repairing antiques is second to none in the capital except for the masters in the Forbidden City. I guess no one would dare to take the first place. It's an advantage for you... "

Strangely enough, when Chu Hao looked at the original chip in the porcelain, it was as smooth as ever. There was no trace of repair damage at all. He sincerely admired:

"Old man, who did you learn this skill from? Didn't you only pee into bottles and jars before? How come you still have such a skill? It's amazing, it's really amazing!"

"Go, go, are you going to praise me? What do you mean I am only responsible for peeing in bottles and jars..."

Old man Zhu rolled his eyes at Chu Hao and said angrily:

"I just said that. Do you think I really urinate into antique bottles every day? My father can't beat me to death. I learned this skill from a master in the palace. His ancestors were responsible for the palace culture." He was a repairman, and I thought it was fun, so I learned a skill from him so that if I accidentally smashed my father's treasure, I could repair it in time..."

"Yes, I dare you to do this just to waste your family..."

Chu Hao was speechless. He scanned around the wing and found that there were more antiques, calligraphy and paintings placed inside. He smiled and said:

"Old man, I haven't seen you for a month, but you have brought back a lot of good things!"

Old man Zhu took a piece of silk cloth, carefully wiped a snuff bottle, and said proudly:

"Hey, let's not talk about it. There are indeed some real things in Liulichang and Panjiayuan. Anyway, you won't understand even if I tell you. Go back and look at other courtyards by yourself. There are three more courtyards filled with them. Hey , this pearl is covered in dust. Many things were in the past, treasures that could only be enjoyed by first-class officials and feudal officials. Many of them were played by emperors of certain dynasties..." www.bǐqυgetν.℃ ǒm

"In addition to Liulichang and Panjiayuan, I went to antique shops a few times. They were all stupid. They were sold to the public at low prices by fools. Although the fakes were no less than Panjiayuan, there were also quite a few good ones. , I bought a lot at a slightly higher price than the cultural relics store, and selected some good items, which were all piled up in the courtyard where I live..."

Chu Hao didn't expect that Old Zhu's attack speed was so terrifying. In just one month, the six courtyards were already full of piles. Judging from what Old Zhu meant, it was almost like buying cabbage at the wet market.

After taking back the antiques, Old Man Zhu also painstakingly sorted them into categories, repaired the damaged antiques, and tried his best to protect these treasures for Chu Hao.

Returning the favor, he helped Old Man Zhu retrieve the antique furniture, which fulfilled his and his wife's nostalgic thoughts. Naturally, he kept thinking about Chu Hao's favor.

Chu Hao smiled and asked again:

"Old man, I asked Wang Dachuan to come over and help guard the home. I'm not here these days. I don't know if they can do this job well enough to catch your eye..."

This was a test of the work effectiveness of Wang Dachuan and his brothers. After all, Chu Hao was not here on weekdays. Wang Dachuan and a group of brothers were guarding those courtyards.
Chapter completed!