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Chapter 954 Unless I die

"Oh, there's really no place to buy it."

Chu Heng put his hand on the vase with a look of regret, picked it up and took a closer look. It had a white background, blue flowers, a ferocious underglaze red dragon on its belly, and six underglaze red peonies of different sizes around the vase.

flower.

The signature is at the bottom, and a few small characters are written in the eighth year of the Yuan Dynasty.

Seriously open door objects!

Chu Heng stared at the bottle and squinted his eyes.

Beihe is really full of treasures!

"Tsk, what a pity."

After looking at it for a while, he put the vase back with reluctance, shook his head and sighed: "My wife will definitely like this vase. If she can buy a pair back, she will definitely be very happy."

Seeing him like this, the old man suddenly became thoughtful and asked tentatively: "Young man, if you really like it, why don't you just buy this vase from me? Don't think this thing is old. In fact, we

It hasn’t been used much at home, it’s been sitting around the house gathering dust since I bought it, and it’s almost as good as new.”

As he said that, the old man picked up a vase, bumped it in his hand, and said, "Look, see if there's any bumps on it."

Seeing the vase being tossed up and down in the old man's hand, Chu Hengxin raised his throat. He quickly reached out to take it, pretended to look at it again, and then hesitantly said: "Come on, it's a bit old.

Who do I like? You can make a price."

When he heard that he really wanted to buy this pair of broken porcelain vases, the old man suddenly smiled, and then said with a shrewd face: "I'm not fooling around with you. Such new vases cost at least five yuan in department stores. This pair of mine is

For the old one, just give me three yuan."

"become."

Chu Heng was afraid of a long night and many dreams, so he quickly took out a wad of money from his pocket, ordered three yuan to him, and then took the other vase from the car, holding one in each hand, and said with a smile: "We have money and goods."

Finally, I get this vase."

"It's yours, it's yours." The old man bared his teeth and counted the money, feeling that he had made a lot of money again.

At this moment, several young men walked out of the courtyard. After they put their things in the car, a strong young man with a simple and honest face curiously looked at the smooth and smooth Chu Heng in front of him and smiled naively.

The old man said: "Uncle, everything is packed."

"Then let's go. I'll invite you to go to a restaurant."

The old man smiled and put the three dollars into his pocket, planning to use the money to treat his eldest nephew to dinner. Then he took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket, handed it to Chu Heng, and said: "Come on, young man,

Take this, the keys to the courtyard door and my houses are all here."

"Okay."

Chu Heng carefully put down a vase in his hand, reached out to take the key, and casually put it into his trouser pocket.

"Then I'll leave first. If you need anything in the future, just go to my eldest nephew. He lives in the next courtyard." The old man warned again, and then he and several young men pushed the cart away.

"Please wait a minute."

Chu Heng smiled and waved, picked up the porcelain bottle on the ground and walked into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he quickly closed the door and put a bunch of porcelain bottles in his hands into the warehouse. Chu Heng walked into the south room of the east wing.

The house was still the same, empty, dusty, and not even a hair on the ground.

Time was running out, so Chu Heng entered the room and started working.

Because food is to be stored in this house, moisture-proofing and rodent-proofing must be done well.

I saw that he first took out a roll of tarpaulin from the warehouse and spread a layer on the floor of the house to isolate the moisture under the ground.

Then he found a large bag of rat poison one by one, took out a bag of corn noodles, then took out a large basin, poured the corn noodles and rat medicine into it, then added some water and stirred it, then evenly mixed the corn noodles mixed with rat medicine.

Spread a layer on the tarp.

After everything was done, he took out thick wooden boards from the warehouse and spread several low shelves on the ground from south to north, only about palm height above the ground.

By doing this, he can strengthen moisture-proofing and separate the rat poison from the grain to prevent penetration. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

After setting up the shelf, Chu Heng began to put food on the shelf. With a wave of his hand, bags of repackaged stick noodles appeared out of thin air and landed steadily on the shelf. In a short time, they were filled with food.

room.

"We can clear a lot of space this time." Looking at the packed room, Chu Heng clapped his hands with satisfaction, closed the door and locked it, then went to the north room of the east wing.

After making the preliminary preparations in the same way, he put a roomful of fine grains inside, half of which were rice and half of white flour.

In an instant, a large area was freed up in his warehouse, which could hold a lot of things!

After locking the north room, Chu Heng turned around and went to the south room in the west wing.

This time, he didn't lay a tarpaulin or put out rat poison. He just took out jars of vegetable oil and put them in the house.

At this point, Chu Heng has finally finished distributing the goods. He estimates that he will not need to come to the big city again before the end of the year.

"It's done."

Chu Heng came out of the house satisfied, and after locking the door, he walked to the door, took off the latch, and then went to the main house to rest for a while.

From the morning until now, he only rested at Jiang Zhuolin's place. Even though he has a male waist, he can't stand it anymore.

The old man in the main room had tidied up the house very cleanly, not even a scrap of cloth was left. Chu Heng came to the empty wooden bed, waved his hand and took out a set of bedding, spread it on it, and then lay down with his clothes on.

In just a moment, the sound of snoring was heard in the room.

He slept until after five o'clock, and did not wake up until Wan Xiaotian and others came over.

"Oh, this yard is nice!"

“Very spacious!”

"It really costs 100 yuan to rent?"

"It's really cheap. If this was in Sijiu City, it would cost you less than 200 yuan!"

"Shit, one hundred and fifty at most."

Hearing the noise outside, Chu Heng sat up in a daze. He was stunned for a few seconds before he regained consciousness, put on his shoes and came out of the house.

"Fuck you motherfucker!"

A little annoyed to get out of bed, he sullenly poked at the door, glanced at Wan Xiaotian and his group of more than a dozen people who were dusty, and ordered: "Hurry up and clean up the house. After that, take a rest. I will take you to the pigeon market in the evening."

"well!"

A group of people immediately dispersed and occupied the room.

Wan Xiaotian was not in a hurry to go. He was the boss and could get a good position no matter what. He ran up to Chu Heng and asked: "Master Chu, what should we do tonight?"

"Follow me." Chu Heng yawned lazily, took out the key and went to the room where the fine grains were stored.

When he unlocked the door and led Wan Xiaotian in, the boy was dumbfounded.

"This, this, this... are all grains?" Wan Xiaotian patted a grain bag on his body in shock, his hands covered with a layer of snow-white flour.

"This house is made of fine grains, rice is half the same as white flour, the house next door is made of stick noodles, and the house opposite is made of oil." After Chu Heng told him the situation, he handed him the key and warned: "Remember, this will happen in the future.

The yard cannot be left without people, and I have to keep an eye on it at all times to make sure no one discovers it."

"That's not possible! I will seal the window later. Unless I get the key, no one will be able to come in!" Wan Xiaotian looked at the food in the room with a solemn expression.

This thing is wealth, but it is also a bomb. If someone really discovers it, ten of his heads will not be enough to drop it!


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