"I won't sell it, no matter how much money I have." Luo Guangfu said firmly to Zhou Qinghu.
People in the village felt very strange that Luo Guangfu was so stupid and refused to sell it for even 5,000 yuan.
"Uncle Guangfu, don't listen to Uncle Paulin. If you don't sell it now, when Boss Zhou leaves, it will be too late for you to regret it," Liu Songlan said.
"My bed can be passed down to my descendants," Luo Guangfu said.
"Uncle Paulin, please don't come up with random ideas. When the time comes, Uncle Guangfu will regret it and blame you to death." Ma Maocai was a stationed cadre in Hemawan, and he was very familiar with the people in the village.
Zhou Qinghu walked to the intersection, but did not see Luo Guangfu chasing after him, so he had to go back. He could see the name of the bed. There was actually a golden nanmu bed hidden in this small village. Although he could not tell the carving
It's famous, but at a glance, he knew it was not simple. He had seen some pictures of antique exquisite beds in the book, and felt that the carving of this bed was no less than those in the pictures. Not to mention the carving, just the gold
Silkwood is always valuable.
Zhou Qinghu took out a dozen unopened hundred-yuan bills from his bag and patted them in his hand: "Ten thousand yuan! Sell it or not. If so, you take the money!"
Ten thousand yuan! If you sell a bed, you can create a household worth ten thousand yuan.
Although ten thousand yuan is not an astronomical figure these days, there are not many farmers in Ho Mawan who can afford ten thousand yuan.
"Not for sale!" Luo Guangfu didn't hesitate at all. At this time, as long as he had a little bit of brains, he knew that this bed was definitely not that simple. Why do people in the city pay such a high price? Isn't it just because this bed is valuable?
?
Finally, Zhou Qinghu knew that he couldn't buy the bed today, so he threw all the money in his bag here because no one else would sell it. He gave Luo Baolin a hard look and left angrily.
Ma Maocai was also very angry: "You will regret it later."
Even Liu Songlan was unhappy: "Wait until your three brothers, Xingjin and the others, come back and see how they scold you for being such an old fool."
Luo Guangfu said disdainfully: "When you know later that what you sold to the city people today is worth a lot of money, let's see how you regret it in the future!"
Liu Songlan just sold two bowls for a total of one hundred yuan. Each bowl costs fifty yuan, which is hers.
Liu Songlan pouted: "I sold two old bowls for 100 yuan, so I can go to the town to buy two dozen new bowls. I still regret that I didn't find a few more bowls."
"I saw on TV that bowls used in previous dynasties are called antiques and can be sold for a lot of money!" Luo Zejun said loudly.
Everyone in the village looked at Luo Zejun, and suddenly someone shouted loudly: "Damn it! That bowl in my house was my grandma's dowry. I heard an old man say it was from the Qing Dynasty."
The speaker was Luo Jingzhi’s aunt Xiao Xia.
Liu Songlan suddenly howled: "Damn it, I sold the antique for 100 yuan!"
"Hurry up and chase him! That person named Zhou must not have left yet!" Someone shouted. A large group of people chased towards the entrance of the village.
Luo Guangfu gratefully said to Luo Paulin: "Brother Paulin, it's really thanks to you this time. If it weren't for you, I would have sold the bed for five thousand yuan."
"That's not necessarily true." Luo Baolin shook his head, "This bed is so big. Even if they buy it, they won't be able to pick it up all at once. Maybe you can come to your senses yourself."
"That's different. This person named Zhou is not a religious man. If he paid the money and wanted to get it back from him, I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Luo Guangfu could see that this Zhou Qinghu was not a simple person.
"Changping, why don't you chase after me?" Luo Baolin saw Luo Changping holding a few banknotes in his hand and watching indifferently as the villagers chased Boss Zhou.
"I'm chasing after shit. I don't know other people's bowls. How can I know my bowls? The bowls I sold were all bought by me. When our family separated, my father and I
My mother went to town and bought some new bowls. My mother-in-law said at the time that these bowls are like people and cannot be separated. It is unlucky to separate them. Those who share the old bowls will share all the old bowls, and those who share the new bowls will share all the new bowls.
Bowls. As a result, all the new bowls were allocated to my family. People in the village said that my mother-in-law was cunning. Now I want to slap her twice. Just now, the second son sold seven bowls, all of which were old bowls, and there were hundreds of them." Luo Changping said.
"How did you know that your bowl doesn't have an old bowl?" Luo Guangfu asked.
"My mother-in-law was afraid that the bowl would be mixed up. After she took it home, a bowl carver came and she asked the bowl carver to carve a flat character on the bottom of the bowl. This bowl carver was good at craftsmanship, and the characters carved on it were like a flat character.
The color has not faded. I can still see clearly now." Luo Changping said with a smile.
"How come Boss Zhou is willing to pay 50 yuan each to buy you two bowls?" Luo Guangfu asked puzzledly.
"Isn't it thanks to you? He just wants to buy your bed and buy a cover from me. I didn't understand it at first, but as soon as I heard about going to your house to look at the bed, I understood. But your
That old bed is really valuable. Boss Zhou is willing to pay 10,000 yuan. I don’t know how much this bed is really worth. I’ll see if you two still dare to roll around in this bed in the future! This one costs 10,000 yuan.
Get lost." Luo Changping walked to Luo Guangfu's house and looked at it again and again.
"Changping, you are a bastard. Don't fart. In terms of seniority, you are a generation younger than us." Zhang Chun'e, Luo Guangfu's mother-in-law, scolded Luo Changping several times.
At this time, a quarrel broke out at the entrance of the village.
"Go and have a look, don't start a fight," Luo Baolin said.
All the people in the village rushed to the entrance of the village.
"Boss Zhou, I won't sell my bowl. I'll refund you every penny of the money. You return the bowl to me." Xiao Xia grabbed Zhou Qinghu's arm and refused to let go.
"Let me go first! How can such a good thing happen in the world? Once the money is in your hands, this thing is mine. Let go now, or I won't be polite!"
Zhou Qinghu was very annoyed today. He failed to buy what he wanted to buy most, and now he was surrounded by a group of country bumpkins. He was very angry.
"Hey! I hit someone, I hit someone!" Xiao Xia immediately took the opportunity to make a splash.
"Cadre Ma, you can't ignore this matter. When I came to your village, I came here just for your sake. Now I spent money to buy something from you, and someone wants to take it back, so you don't care?" Zhou Qinghu
asked.
"Everyone, listen to me. Don't listen to the nonsense of some people who are afraid of chaos in the world. Boss Zhou is a big boss from Xilin City. How could he be interested in the scraps of metal in your hands? Just listen to us and say that we are cold water.
Boss Zhou was only interested in coming to our place after learning about the situation in the county. Boss Zhou likes to collect some old things. Otherwise, he would never have paid such a high price to buy your things." Ma Maocai shouted loudly.