When Chu Heng arrived at the scrapyard, it was already a little after eleven o'clock.
The time agreed with Yan Muze is not far away.
Come in from the entrance and make many twists and turns along the way.
Not long after, he arrived in front of Cen Hao's house.
At this moment, a lot of people have gathered here. In addition to Cen Hao and Du San's brothers, Wan Xiaotian, who has not been seen for many days, also came with his men after hearing the news.
Together, the gangs numbered more than fifty, and each of them was a strong man.
Seeing this, Chu Heng smiled with satisfaction.
Just this momentum and this card are enough to scare that little old man Yan Muze into pissing his pants!
This is not because he deliberately bullied the old man.
What that old guy did was really irritating!
The nature of his matter is different from Zhang Yiyan's.
At first glance, Zhang felt that Chu Heng's price was too low, and he wanted to find another market for the things he had, and didn't want to hang himself on his tree.
This is normal.
Forget about him, even if it were Chu Heng, he would do the same thing.
Who doesn’t want to make more money?
And buying and selling, buying and selling, are all about what you want and what I want.
If Chu Heng is really angry or resentful because Zhang Yi sells things to others instead of selling them.
Then he probably won’t be able to eat those four dishes for the rest of his life!
Let’s look at Yan Muze again.
What this old man did was a bit disgusting.
You must know that the food Yan Muze has now was provided by Chu Heng for the sake of gold and antiques.
Moreover, every time Old Man Yan asked for food, as long as the quantity was not too excessive, he would deliver it without blinking an eye and never bothering with anything else. This was quite a sign of trust.
But what happens in the end?
That old guy sold his trust at a price!
This gave Chu Heng a sense of humiliation that he had been tricked.
Really annoying!
That's why he made the plan to let Old Man Yan bleed!
After all, this matter isn't serious enough to be fatal. It's enough to knock out some of the bottom of the coffin.
Of course, if old man Yan still wants to play tricks with him, then we have to go to the moat to have a chat!
All clay figures still have a certain amount of anger.
Not to mention his loud voice!
"Hey, Master Chu is here!"
At this time, Wan Xiaotian happened to come out of Cen Hao's cabin to pee. He saw Chu Heng approaching with a pushcart. He quickly picked up his newly unbuttoned pants, trotted forward, and took the bicycle diligently with a smile on his face.
The greeting said: "I haven't seen you for a while, and I miss you so much!"
"You're such a bitch! You don't even have good eyesight when you lie!"
Chu Heng laughed, scolded and punched him, and joked: "I heard that you plunged into Wenwen Township and couldn't get out! You didn't make it to several group activities."
"Hey, I can't help it. The person I just introduced can't be too neglected!" Wan Xiaotian bared his teeth with a playful smile. He turned around and parked the bicycle, then came over and whispered: "Brother, it's my business.
I heard from Third Master that the old guy really needs to be dealt with. Do you want me to send a few people..."
"We'll talk about it later."
Chu Heng waved his hands noncommittally, turned around and strode into the crowd, and went straight into Cen Hao's cabin.
The room was quite lively. Du San and Dong Ting were sitting next to the bed kissing each other as if no one else was around. Cen Hao was playing poker with Jiang Keba and Han Xu.
Guan Yue and Wu Chunyan were chatting happily in the corner.
As soon as Chu Heng entered the room, a group of people quickly put down what they were doing and stood up to say hello.
"Master Chu!"
"You're here!"
"Everything has been explained outside. We are just waiting for the person named Yan to come over."
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"Get out of here!"
Chu Heng pushed Guan Yue away, who rushed towards him, and after chatting with them for a few more words, he drove Han Xu aside, took his place, and played poker with Cen Hao and others.
After playing a few games, a strong man suddenly ran into the room and reported: "Master Chu, people are here!"
Chu Heng, who had just caught a bad hand of cards, paused when he heard this, then quietly threw away the poker in his hand, stood up and walked out of the room quickly.
outside the house.
Surrounded by more than fifty strong men, the Yan family's father and son stood in the middle of the open space shivering like frightened quails.
Behind them were three large carts, two of which contained heavy bags of grain, and the other contained six large wooden boxes stacked together.
Seeing Chu Heng appear, Yan Muze, who was so frightened by the formation that his legs were weak, hurriedly took a few steps forward, nodded and bowed and said: "Chu... Master Chu, I have brought all the food from home, and I will borrow whatever I can."
I borrowed it, but I still can’t get enough for what you want. Do you think I can trade the rest with old things?”
Chu Heng said nothing, but moved his gaze from the old man to the car containing the wooden boxes.
Upon seeing this, Yan Muze quickly turned around and shouted to his two sons: "What are you doing standing still? Push the car over quickly!"
"Alas!"
The two brothers, who were secretly watching Chu Heng in fear, quickly walked over to hold the cart, and together they pushed the cart in front of him.
After the three men worked together to move another box down from above, Yan Muze began to take things out one by one.
"This is the Shoushan stone dragon button of Emperor Yongzheng!"
"This is the underglaze red spring vase from the Hongwu year!"
“A celadon-glazed flower statue from the Longquan kiln of the Yuan Dynasty!”
"In the Five Dynasties, the need for celadon-glazed teapots increased!"
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Each of these objects that the old man took out is a rare treasure. If it is auctioned in future generations, the cheapest one will be worth millions!
And he took out more than fifty items like this in one go!
If these items were all taken from his own home, then it is estimated that 80% of his wealth has been emptied!
"This is a pillow with black flowers and dragon pattern on white ground from the Cizhou kiln of the Song Dynasty!"
"This is Master Tongzhi's bloodstone square seal!"
"This is Su Shi's running script!"
After displaying the last three items, Yan Muze carefully raised his eyes to look at Chu Heng and whispered: "Do you think... is it possible?"
"Oh!"
Chu Heng chuckled lightly, walked up to several boxes, took out the volume of Su Shi's running script, read it, then threw it in, turned around and looked into the room.
"Please come to Master Yan's room!"
Hearing this, Yan Muze secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed his footsteps.
After the two of them came into the room, Chu Heng first sat down at the Eight Immortals table, then pointed to the chair opposite, motioning for the old man to sit down, then picked up the still warm teapot and poured tea for Yan Muze.
, said indifferently: "Master Yan, I ask myself, I have never treated you badly, right?"
"You have always been responsible for the transactions with those old people and young people! The oil and water in the process should be enough for you, right?"
Yan Muze smiled bitterly and nodded: "Enough...enough, I will be rich until I die!"
"Then why are you still doing this?" Chu Heng tilted his head and looked at him with calm eyes.
"I want to leave a way out for the children!"
Yan Muze sighed with a gloomy look on his face: "Things are fickle. I don't know how long you can continue to collect things, and I don't know how much food you can give us, so I thought of taking this opportunity to get more money.
If one day it really doesn’t work anymore, I will take the children to other places..."
"Oh!"
Chu Heng sneered back.
What this old man said is quite understandable, but for the sake of your family, you come here to play tricks on me and touch my cake. What's the point of this?
Do you really think that I am a living Bodhisattva?
