Chen Muyu thought that his ears had heard it wrong. The daughter of his father’s comrade-in-arms should be about the same age as himself.
“Eight years old, eight years old, eight years old. What’s your expression?”
Important things were mentioned three times, and they all said that a son is like a father. Chen Jianzhong didn't know what Chen Muyu was thinking, so he stretched out his hand and knocked Chen Muyu on the head three times, "Your mother and I will adopt her as our goddaughter. In a few days, I will
I will pick her up to play with her at home for a while, and then you can see her..."
…
Eight years old?
That’s a waste of time!
Chen Muyu spread his hands and spent 2.3 million, not to mention getting an extra sister in vain. Every day...
…
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Early in the morning the next day, Chen Muyu was originally dragged by his father to go to work at the station, but Huang Xiaoqi called and successfully helped Chen Muyu out.
North of the city, in Xingfuli.
When Chen Muyu came over, Huang Xiaoqi was already waiting downstairs in the community.
Actually, it was not Huang Xiaoqi who was looking for him today, but her father Huang Dashan.
Chen Muyu was here last time, and he also looked at the bronze tripod that Huang Dashan bought for 250 yuan. Huang Dashan happened to be away that day. When he came back in the evening, Chen Muyu had already left, but Deng Jie still conveyed Chen Muyu's words to Huang Dashan.
Originally, Huang Dashan didn't take it seriously, but there were some things that he just didn't want to think about, and once he thought about it, he felt a little scared. He didn't dare to find anyone to identify it, because if it was true, it would be bad to get into trouble.
After much deliberation, Huang Dashan decided to call Chen Muyu to his home and ask him thoroughly.
“Brother Yu, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”
Seeing Chen Muyu from a distance, Huang Xiaoqi came up to him. He must have been waiting for a long time.
“Shouldn’t I dress up and dress up?”
Chen Muyu smoothed his hair with his hand and smiled sarcastically.
"Hate!"
Huang Xiaoqi glared, "Hurry up, my dad and the others are impatient!"
When I got up, I pulled Chen Muyu toward the corridor.
“Them? Who else?” Chen Muyu was a little stunned.
“A friend of my dad’s, who is also a teacher, came here early in the morning and brought a bunch of things, and he also wanted to show you!”
"oh?"
…
While talking, he went upstairs.
Deng Jie was busy having lunch in the kitchen. On the sofa, Huang Dashan and a middle-aged man with a bald hairstyle were chatting about something.
The TV is on and no one is watching it.
“Uncle Dashan!”
Chen Muyu came in and said hello.
“Yo, Xiaoyu is here?”
The conversation between the two stopped. When Huang Dashan saw Chen Muyu, he quickly stood up and called Chen Muyu over to sit down.
That is quite enthusiastic.
Chen Muyu smiled. He was a frequent visitor to the Huang family.
Looking at the man sitting on the sofa.
Huang Dashan was busy introducing Chen Muyu, "Xiaoyu, this is the teacher from the admissions office of your school, Mr. Zhang Deliang, who is also an old friend of mine for many years!"
Chen Muyu greeted politely and stepped forward to shake hands.
“Dashan, is this your nephew?”
Zhang Deliang was smiling all over his face, but there was obviously something more in his eyes when he looked at Chen Muyu.
Can't tell what that thing is, but Chen Muyu still feels that it is a kind of contempt.
Originally, Zhang Deliang had been on annual leave these days and had just returned from a trip with his family. As soon as he got home, Huang Dashan called him and said that there might be something wrong with the things they collected last time they went to the countryside to collect scenery.
Asking him to get everything quickly, he found an expert to take a look at it.
They are all old friends, so of course he couldn’t say no with shame and came over early in the morning with his things.
Hearing Huang Dashan say that the so-called expert was one of his nephews, Zhang Deliang smiled bitterly. Huang Dashan was only in his forties. How old could his nephew be and what kind of discernment he had?
Sure enough, seeing that Chen Muyu was younger than he thought, Zhang Deliang felt a little dumbfounded. In his opinion, Huang Dashan was just joking.
However, the face of old friends still needs to be dealt with.
“Muyu is a college student. He doesn’t want to take a high-paying job in a provincial capital. After graduation, he will go back to Qingshan directly...”
Huang Dashan hurriedly introduced Chen Muyu to Zhang Deliang. He was so cool and cool that Chen Muyu's ears turned red!
"Uncle Dashan, please stop bragging..." Chen Muyu couldn't resist and quickly interrupted, "Where are the things? Bring them all to me and let me take a look!"
“Look, this kid is more anxious than me!”
Huang Dashan laughed and took Chen Muyu to the balcony behind.
…
On the balcony, there were four or five cardboard boxes piled up.
Most of them were brought here by Zhang Deliang, and because they were afraid of being seen by others, they were packed in cardboard boxes.
Two people stepped forward, opened the largest box, and took out a large cargo from it.
“Let’s take a look at this first!”
Putting it gently on the floor, Huang Dashan and Zhang Deliang both patted the dust on their hands.
It is snow-white, has a big head and belly, and is half a meter tall. It looks like a stone lion, with its mouth wide open. The carving is very rough, and the stone is very ordinary. It looks like a lump of gypsum.
There is a crack on the back of the stone lion. It should be a natural crack, and there are scattered black ash on the surface.
“Where did you get this?”
After a glance, the expression on Chen Muyu's face was a little solemn. These days, he has also gained some knowledge about antiques and toys. Although he is still not able to tell whether it is true or false at a glance, he has a systematic appraisal and basic appraisal information.
Able to master.
Originally, when Huang Dashan saw Chen Muyu's expression, the atmosphere that was a little relaxed suddenly became a little heavy.
Zhang Deliang looked at Huang Dashan, obviously he didn't want to say this first.
"Some time ago, our Qingshan Federation of Literary and Art Circles conducted a field trip to the countryside. Deliang and I both went to Huangguashan in Yandu City!" Huang Dashan didn't mean to hide it, and directly said, "There is a mountain near Huangguashan.
There is a grocery market in a small town. These things and my small cauldron were all bought in that town. My cauldron cost 250, and the total cost of these items in Deliang should be almost a thousand!
"
“1200!”
Zhang Deliang chimed in next to him, "We negotiated the price for a long time, but the stall owner didn't even pay for it. How about it, young man, did I make a loss on this thing?"
While talking, Chen Muyu actually started to complain. Chen Muyu really didn’t understand this person’s operation.
Chen Muyu held up his hands, looking like he was about to speak but hesitated.
“Xiaoyu?” Huang Dashan called Chen Muyu, “There are no outsiders here, so what do you say?”
Chen Muyu frowned, "Are the stone lions from the Ming Dynasty valuable? They have no value at all. The shape is too rough. I can only say that more than a thousand is worth it!"
The first half of the sentence made both of them eyes light up, but the second half made Zhang Deliang a little disappointed.
There is really no hair on the mouth, and if you do n’t do anything, if it ’s really the Ming Dynasty, is it worth a thousand? Zhang De conscience already spit out.
