After Chu Heng and Na Qingyuan walked into the study, they were not in a hurry to tell them the reason for their visit. Instead, they chatted happily with the old man for a long time.
It wasn't until the pot of tea was finished that he tentatively took out Yongzheng's small red-glazed three-fruit-patterned bowl from his bag, pretending to be unsure, and asked the old man: "Master, what are you doing?"
Let’s see if this small bowl is from Yongzheng, I’m a little unsure about it.”
For this acting skill, at least he should be given the Golden Rooster Award.
"Let me take a look." As soon as he heard that it was from the third generation of the Qing Dynasty, Qingyuan immediately became interested. After he put the small bowl on the table, he rolled up his sleeves and took it over to look at it. After just a few glances, the old man put it
He put the small bowl back and looked at him in surprise: "I said, you bought this small bowl at the commission store?"
"Six cents." Chu Heng calmly raised his palm and made a sign of six. Although his eyes were fixed on the small bowl on the table, he was always paying attention to the old man's expression from the corner of his eye. Whenever the old man showed a little greed,
If they get along with each other in the future, they will have to be more careful.
But Qingyuan didn't mean to be greedy for his things at all, but he was a little jealous of this guy. The old man touched the small bowl and said sourly: "This small bowl with three fruit patterns is a serious open-door object.
Anyone with some skills can see it, but you damn girl actually told me that I can’t eat it for sure? The key point is that you picked this treasure out of rags with your quick eyes, why are you trying to reason with me?
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"Luck, it's all luck." A faint smile appeared on Chu Heng's lips, with a look of great surprise on his face. He put the small bowl away with a smile, and chatted enthusiastically with the old man about the anecdotes before the founding of the People's Republic of China.
Strange things.
The atmosphere was a bit more harmonious than before.
After chatting like this for more than ten minutes, someone knocked on the door of the house again. Several thick, muffled "dong dong" sounds echoed in the empty courtyard, melodious and empty. Although the sound was not loud, the people in the courtyard were
Can all be heard clearly.
"What's going on today? My friends are coming one after another." Qingyuan, who was in the midst of a lively conversation, reluctantly put down the tea cup he had picked up, got up and left the study.
Not long after the meeting, he brought back a well-dressed rich old man. This man Chu Heng also knew was the old man who wanted to blackmail him in the pigeon market!
When the old man saw the handsome Chu Heng sitting in the room, he was dumbfounded. The smile on his face suddenly froze. It was so ugly.
From the day he was touched by Chu Heng at the door of his house, he warned himself not to go to this man again in the future if necessary.
But who would have thought that he was just visiting an old friend, how could he meet this evil star?
Let’s go out and read the almanac!
Chu Heng also bared his teeth, sighing in his heart that the world is still really small. Unexpectedly, after going round and round, he met this old guy again!
It’s not like enemies never get together!
Qingyuan didn't know about the bad blood between the two of them, but he happily introduced to Chu Heng: "Xiao Chu, this is Yan Muche, Master Yan. His ancestor is Lord Baylor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, a serious nobleman.
He is a descendant, and he is also a well-known treasure king in the circle, and he has many good items hidden in his hands."
Chu Heng was very considerate to the old man, and he bowed his hands politely towards Mr. Yan, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Yan. I'm glad to meet you. If there is a chance in the future, please let us meet him."
You have hidden a treasure."
"You can't be a master, just call me Lao Yan." Yan Muze smiled stiffly and clasped his fists in return as a salute. As for the next sentence, he pretended not to have heard it.
In his eyes, Chu Heng was a gangster. How could he let this guy see his most cherished treasures?
If you make others jealous, won't you just bring disaster to yourself?
But sometimes things always backfired and he didn't want to mention it, but his old friend Na Qingyuan wanted to give him a long face and sold him off with his old talk.
After the three of them sat down, the old man took out the rare collections in Yan Muze's hands one by one as if they were treasures.
Bronze plates from the Xia and Shang Dynasties, ancient jades and swords from the Warring States Period, lacquerware from the Han Dynasty, tricolor paintings from the Tang Dynasty, and Ge kilns from the Song Dynasty. Every time the old man mentioned something, Yan Muze's face darkened, and he wanted to carry it away in the end.
Give this old swindler a chance and tell him to shut up like crazy.
Chu Heng's reaction was completely different. This guy's eyes were blue, and his attitude towards old man Yan also changed completely. He offered cigarettes and tea, and even proposed to make an appointment with that person tomorrow.
Let’s go look at the collection together, old man.
The old man was so frightened that he broke out in sweat. He made a random excuse and left in a hurry.
He has to go back quickly and hide his treasures!
This made Chu Heng so angry that I poured you tea and water even though I didn't care about past grudges, and you, an old guy, even took it from me!
Why haven’t you watched it yet?
No matter how good your baby is, you may be smashed to pieces at some point, and you can’t even replace it with a popsicle!
After such a fuss, Chu Heng had nothing to talk about sex. He chatted dryly with the old man for a while and then stood up to leave.
I went back to the grain store and was busy for a while, and played a few games of chess with Old Man Lian. It was soon time to get off work.
Miss Ni had her own bicycle, so she naturally didn't need Chu Heng to give it to her. The young couple waved reluctantly at the door of the store, and then one walked east and the other rode west, each going back to their respective homes.
There is a bit of a feeling of separation between labor and swallows.
After Chu Heng returned home, he first turned on the stove, and then took the time to sweep the floor and wipe the house.
Ni Yinghong will take her sister-in-law to make clothes later, so she must tidy up her clothes properly so that no one can laugh at her.
After a lot of busy work, by the time he cleaned everything inside and outside the house, it was almost half past five.
Chu Heng touched his stomach and felt a little hungry. It was already this time and he was too lazy to make fresh food. He directly took out the white rice and dry-pot chicken that had been stored in the warehouse and put them on the table. He got the bowls and chopsticks and started eating.
The fragrant and spicy chicken made him sweat profusely.
When he was halfway through eating, Miss Ni came over carrying his sister-in-law.
As soon as she came in, the sister-in-law looked at the two rooms and sighed with envy: "Xiao Chu, you are really big!"
"It's okay."
Chu Heng smiled modestly and quickly picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for his sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, please sit down. It's very cold today. Drink some water to warm yourself up. Have you eaten?"
"Yinghong and I both came here to eat. You can eat yours quickly. You don't need to bother your family."
The sister-in-law sat down with a smile, glanced at his food, swallowed secretly, and quickly took out a small cloth bag from the big bag she brought and put it on the table: "My sister brought some black fungus earlier.
, my sister-in-law knows that you like to eat, so she brought them all for you."
She is sensible and knows that it is not good to come and use other people's things without getting married, so she specially brought some gifts.
