"I do know a little bit about it, but I don't know much about it."
As he spoke, my grandfather reached out and took the notebook and the bags. He opened the notebook and looked at it for a few times before casually saying, "This is a diary. The owner's name is Fujiwara Koji."
Oops, that’s quite despicable!
"Definitely not a serious person." Chu Heng complained, and then looked at the surrender letters of the traitors in his hand. When he saw the third person, his movements suddenly stopped, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
If you look carefully, you can see that his breathing became slightly faster for a moment.
But soon.
He adjusted his position and calmly put the surrender letters back into his bag. He turned to look at Zhang and asked, "Master Zhang, are you still aware of it?"
"What can I find? I don't understand these ghost talismans." Zhang shook his head at a glance, handed him the two bags, and said: "These two also have photos, and they are probably surrender letters from those traitors...
…”
"show me."
Chu Heng hurriedly took it from his hand, opened the bag, and quickly looked through the names on the surrender letters inside. After a while, he took out two letters and put them together with the previous one.
Everyone else's attention was focused on the gold bricks at this time, and they didn't notice his somewhat unusual behavior at all.
After Chu Heng carefully packed the three surrender documents, he took back the bags from his grandfather and looked at them one by one. When he saw that there was no surrender, he threw them into the safe.
He opened the cabinet door and immediately turned to the old man and said, "Grandpa, I've put these bags here. You can take a look at them later."
"good."
Grandpa looked up, then lowered his head and continued to read the diary in his hand, as focused as ever.
This reading habit is really good.
"Master Zhang."
At this time, Chu Heng glanced at Zhang who was playing with the beautiful knife, pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice: "How do you plan to divide these things?"
Although they had agreed before that each of them would have half of the contents in the safe, the items that were opened now were too valuable, so he had to ask more.
After all, someone brought the cabinet and opened the lock. He just provided a place and provided a cover, and his role was minimal.
"How else can we divide it? Didn't we already agree that each of us will get half of it? Are you still afraid that I will go back on my word?" Zhang looked at him with a clear eye, glanced at him with a smile, and said generously: "Three gold bricks per person, beautiful.
Although the knife cannot be spent, we still follow the rules. As for the rest..."
Having said this, Zhang took a look at the magatama and paintings placed aside, thought for a while and said: "I don't want the paintings. This thing in my hand is just a disaster. As for the magatama, you can if you want it."
Keep it, but you have to make up for it for me."
"That's no problem." Chu Hengxin picked up the magatama and played with it. After pondering for a few seconds, he said: "In this way, I will replenish the money in the safe for you. When you are done, I will give you a piece of Xuanwei ham.
Two pounds of mutton, do you think so?"
"Then you dare to fall in love!"
Zhang glanced and nodded with a smile. He had long wanted to get some ham to try, but the price offered by his grandson was too outrageous, and he was never willing to pay for it.
"Then it's settled." Chu Heng pointed at the items seemingly casually and asked, "Where are these things? Or should I chop them in half?"
"Quickly pull it off, why do I need this thing? I can't even wipe my butt because I'm a fool! And if people see me taking the Japs' things again, maybe something will happen." Zhang glanced and waved his hands fiercely.
extremely suspicious.
"Okay, then I'll keep it." A hint of joy appeared on Chu Heng's face, he nodded happily, and then asked: "Then do you plan to take it away now, or what?"
Zhang glanced deeply and said: "It's a bit inconvenient for me, so I won't take it. You can go to my place anytime and just take it with you."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll keep things secret?" Chu Heng said jokingly.
"I'm afraid I won't come to your place. Although you are not a good guy, you are not too bad. I can trust you." Zhang looked at him sideways with a half-smile.
The old thing is innocent again out of thin air...
"You are really good at chatting." Chu Heng rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to this old guy. Anyway, this is not the first time he has hurt him.
"Come on, I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go back to the station. If I'm late, the stationmaster will have to deal with me." Zhang glanced at him and stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I spent seven yuan and eighty-three cents to collect that cabinet.
, you can collect the whole amount, just give me eight yuan."
"How can I do that? My money didn't come from the strong wind. We have to do one, one, two, two. You wait here, I will go back to the house to get you the money." Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and wiped his body.
I ran back to the house and rummaged through boxes and cabinets at home and in the warehouse. It took a lot of effort to get the change.
It wasn't that he was short of a few cents, but he just didn't want to vent his anger. Who wanted Zhang to ruin him with just a glance?
Director Chu has always been magnanimous.
After Zhang got the money at a glance, he didn't stay any longer. He turned around and walked out of the yard, pedaling away slowly on his own scooter. He was still humming a little tune and seemed to be in a good mood.
It only cost him five and a half yuan to collect the safe... He earned Director Chu two yuan and sixty-three cents in tears!
Finally got a win in front of that evil-hearted bitch!
It’s so comfortable!
Although it is said that the value of the gold bricks he separated is much greater than these two pieces, but one yard is one yard, can the one obtained from the trap be the same as the one picked up?
And the one who was tricked was the evil big dog!
Chu Heng, who still didn't know that he had been tricked, was happily moving things into the house with Du San and others.
He neatly stacked the gold bricks next to the footrest of the bed in the east room, and covered them with a red cloth, preparing to surprise Ni Yinghong when she returned with the small string of money.
He put the surrender letter and the sword into the warehouse for storage, and gave the remaining bags and notebooks to his grandfather for him to read slowly.
He threw the magatama into the chest of drawers casually. Even though it was emerald, it was a kid's thing after all, and it was really unlucky to have it with him.
As for the painting, that piece of shit put it on the bedside, intending to keep it for fun.
Giorgione cried and fainted in the toilet...
After putting everything away, Chu Heng took Du San and the others and put the safe in the corner. The neighbors were watching when this thing was moved in. He couldn't take it away again, and his grandfather kept
There is no way to store it at home or in the warehouse, so we can only put it aside to gather dust.
"After finishing the work, you guys can go and do whatever you want. Don't forget to go to Claypot House in the evening."
After finishing the work, Director Chu put on his trousers and stopped recognizing anyone. After driving Du San and the others away, he wiped himself off and returned to the room. He said to the old man who was looking at the package: "Grandpa, let me go first."
We’re back at work, take your time and take a look.”
"Go." After the grandfather nodded unconsciously, he suddenly raised his head and called to him, asking: "Hengzi, I have nothing to do, why don't I translate these documents for you? You can take your time to read them later."
After hearing this, Chu Heng thought for a while and said: "Yes, but you don't have to translate everything. Just pick the translations that you think are important. Forget the useless ones. Let's not waste time."
