Teacher Cheng Yulian cried sadly and asked Zhao Pingshui to ask for leave and then went home. Zhao Pingshui always felt a little weird about what happened today. How could Teacher Cheng Yulian wash her hair in the room? And she also washed herself completely soaked.
Is it some naughty kid who is trying to make a name for himself? But it’s impossible for him to make a name for himself in Cheng Yulian’s room? Zhao Pingshui glanced at Teacher Cheng Yulian’s room. The door was closed, and he couldn’t see what was going on inside.
If Teacher Cheng Yulian had gone back to the room to take a look, she would have been shocked. A large group of sparrows had come in from the roof and were vying for water. Dozens of sparrows drank up the water on the ground in a short time.
.Then by the way, some pee bombs were dropped in Teacher Cheng Yulian’s room. Unfortunately, Luo Tianwang’s homework book was also bombed. It’s true: one drink, one peck, could it be a predetermined decision.
Luo Tianwang casually drew a character on his homework that day. After a few days, he had long forgotten about it. When he got the homework book back, he threw it at home. When he opened the homework book,
When I found that there was bird poop in it, I naturally thought it was the guy who was always making trouble around me. I almost threw the wronged guy into the sky and died.
After the little bird was thrown into the sky, it made a free fall, and then when it was about to land, it made a beautiful glide, creating a series of haloes on the pond, and then flew back to Luo Tianwang with a chirping sound. It thought it was
Luo Tianwang is playing games with him.
Luo Tianwang thought to himself: You pooped and peed on my homework book, and you still want me to pay attention to you?
I ignored the chirping guy and just wanted to do Teacher Cheng Yulian's homework well. But Teacher Zhao Pingshui still didn't finish her Chinese homework because Teacher Zhao Pingshui didn't say she would tell her parents.
Luo Baolin was rummaging around the house, as if looking for something.
"Oh, I remember there is a bowl at home, I don't know where it is." Luo Baolin was still talking to himself as he rummaged around.
"Grandpa, what are you looking for?" Luo Tianwang asked with some confusion. Is there any treasure hidden at home?
Luo Baolin asked: "Tianwang, have you gone out to play with the bowl at home?"
"Why should I take a bowl? I'm not going to beg for food." Luo Tianwang actually didn't remember whether he had done housework with his friends in the yard before and took the bowl out of the house?
"You really didn't take it?" Luo Baolin asked.
"Grandpa, why are you looking for a bowl? There are so many bowls at home, can't you just grab a few?" Luo Tianwang asked in confusion.
"What's the use of those bowls? They can't be sold for money." Luo Baolin muttered.
"Selling money?" Luo Tianwang's eyes immediately lit up.
"Cadre Ma Maocai brought a few city people to collect the old bowls. How come the old bowls are more valuable than the new ones? It's really strange. Your grandpa Guangfu found two old bowls, and the collector gave them a hundred yuan.
Money. An old bowl is worth fifty. This is enough to buy a dozen bowls." Luo Baolin said.
"The old bowl is worth something? Is it a treasure?" Luo Tianwang also felt strange.
"Who knows, anyway, in addition to collecting bowls, these people collect big money and everything else. They all want to buy an exquisite bed from your grandpa Changping's house. But your grandpa Changping refuses to sell it. He says it is passed down from his ancestors.
The ones that come down can attract wealth. Even those city people offered a thousand yuan, but they refused to sell them." Luo Baolin said with envy.
"It's not Habao, fool. If you pay such a high price, you will definitely be able to sell it at a higher price back to the city. Didn't my father tell you? Chili peppers are sold in the city for a few yuan per pound.
, we only sell it here for a few cents." Luo Tianwang said casually.
"Huh? If they took our stuff and spent a hundred yuan, wouldn't they be able to sell it for a few hundred yuan?" Luo Baolin felt that his grandson was right.
"If he sells it for 10,000 yuan, he won't tell you," Luo Tianwang said.
"No, I have to go talk to Guangfu. Don't just sell it casually for more than a thousand yuan. When you get to the city, I'm afraid it's possible to sell it for ten thousand yuan." Luo Baolin had no intention of looking for the old bowl and hurriedly walked out.
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Many people gathered around Luo Guangfu's house. Luo Guangfu's house had an exquisite bed, which Luo Tianwang had also seen. There were many flowers carved on it, and it was very beautiful. Luo Guangfu's house also had a treasure trove of treasures, and you could talk a lot when you touched it.
It was simply a treasure.
I heard that Luo Guangfu's family used to be landlords, but before liberation, the family was ruined and only one bed was left. This was good, because after liberation, they were classified as poor peasants. Otherwise, their family would be criticized in Hemawan.
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"Old man, I'll give you three thousand yuan for this wooden bed, which is already very high. Three thousand yuan can buy a cow. Aren't you satisfied?" This strange man was about forty years old and was wearing clean clothes.
, wearing shiny leather shoes on his feet, holding a mobile phone with a short antenna in his hand. On the other hand, he also held a black leather bag under his arm. It was bulging inside. I just bought things from the villagers and took them out.
When the money came out, there were bundles of money. There were several bundles. People in Ho Ma Wan rarely saw such bundles of one hundred yuan bills. Everyone's eyes widened when they saw it.
"This bed is not for sale. I told you, it is a legacy from our ancestors. It has been passed down for several generations, and the family lineage depends on this bed." Luo Guangfu's brothers and sisters were born on this bed. Luo Guangfu's three cubs were born on this bed.
The three girls were also born on this bed. Luo Guangfu heard that his father was also born on this bed. Luo Guangfu thought that if he died in the future, this bed could be transferred to the eldest son. No matter how much money he made from the sale, he would divide it and use it.
It’s gone, but the bed is always here. This bed is not simple. I don’t know that Lao Luo’s family has used it for many years, and there is not even a bug hole on it. The color has not changed much. But three thousand yuan is not a small amount.
, Luo Guangfu hesitated for a long time, but still shook his head.
"You old man, from now on young people who will sleep on such old-fashioned beds will all sleep on Simmons." Ma Maocai frowned and said.
"Yes. Uncle Guangfu, I can sell it for three thousand yuan. If it weren't for Boss Zhou, who would be willing to buy a bed from you at such a high price?" Liu Songlan actually helped to persuade him.
"You all say that young people don't sleep on these old-fashioned beds, so why did boss Zhou buy this?" Luo Guangfu asked.
The middle-aged man from the city was named Zhou Qinghu. After hearing Luo Guangfu's words, he smiled: "I prefer this kind of old-fashioned furniture. Otherwise, I will add another two thousand yuan for a total of five thousand yuan. You
If you want to sell it, sell it, but if you don’t sell it, forget it.”
Five thousand yuan! Luo Guangfu felt his breathing quicken. Nowadays, those who go out to work in Hemawan may not be able to earn five thousand yuan back in a year.
"How about it? If it sells, I will pay immediately. If it doesn't sell, I will leave." Zhou Qinghu winked at Ma Maocai, and then prepared to walk out the door.
"Uncle Guangfu, you can sell it for five thousand yuan," Ma Maocai said.
Luo Guangfu was also tempted. A few hundred yuan would be enough to buy a new bed. Several thousand yuan was not a small sum. Just when Luo Guangfu was about to agree, Luo Baolin walked in.
"Brother Paulin, Boss Zhou has offered five thousand yuan. What do you think?" Luo Guangfu pulled Luo Baolin aside.
"Guangfu, do you think we people from Ho Ma Wan are more capable, or people from the city?" Luo Baolin asked.
Luo Guangfu said with a smile: "Of course people in the city are more capable. (Capable means cunning here)."
"Will the big bosses in the city do business at a loss? Tianwang just told me that the peppers in Ho Ma Wan can't be sold for ten cents per catty, but they sell for a few dollars per catty in the city. You know what you're doing
How much can the exquisite bed be sold for in the city?" Luo Baolin asked.
Luo Guangfu shook his head and immediately understood what Luo Baolin meant: "Then I won't sell it."
