The old accountant's words made Liu Yunxiu a little dissatisfied.
He turned to look at the old accountant and said with an unhappy expression:
"Old accountant, how can I meet my colleagues with this old face when doing business with this kind of person?"
The old accountant smiled slightly, turned to look at Liu Yunxiu, and said:
"Which is more important, face or money?"
Liu Yunxiu was still dissatisfied and looked sulky.
The old accountant patted him on the shoulder and continued:
"There is no shame in buying and selling. Have you forgotten how you asked your second brother to invest in you in order to start a business? Why didn't you consider face at that time?"
"Old accountant, this is different. This man is here to take my life!"
"Are you dead?"
"This..., of course not!"
Liu Yunxiu was angry and embarrassed.
"Isn't this the end? As long as you are not dead, get up and clean up your wounds, and we will continue to discuss business. Xiaoliu, you are already several decades old, so be more mature!"
The old accountant's words left Liu Yunxiu speechless.
He turned to look at me again and asked:
"Tell me, what's your price? If it's too little, let alone this garlic-eating guy, even you will suffer today!"
While talking, the old accountant deliberately tightened his cane in his hand.
I glanced around and saw that Mr. Wu and Uncle Zhong hadn’t come back yet. So I said directly:
"Don't worry, wait a moment!"
"He's just stalling for time. What price can he offer for a little Senju?"
Liu Yunxiu said angrily. The old accountant didn't take it seriously at all. He closed his eyes slightly and muttered: ωωw..net
"Don't be impatient, we will be there later. Everyone is here, are you still afraid that he will fly away?"
As he was talking, he heard the panting voice of Mr. Old Wu coming from the outside:
"Here he comes, He Songbai is here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone turned their heads.
Then I saw Mr. Wu and Uncle Zhong running over pushing He Songbai.
As soon as he saw He Songbai, He Xiaoshi couldn't help but asked me in a low voice:
"Chu Liu, why did you call my father here? Do you think he can afford the price Liu Yunxiu asked?"
I comforted He Xiaoshi in a low voice:
"Don't worry, you'll know it soon!"
He Songbai had already arrived among the crowd, and he looked at us in astonishment.
I guess Old Boss Wu had already told him everything that had just happened, so he asked me directly:
"On the sixth day of the sixth lunar month, what are you doing?"
I cupped my hands into fists, saluted He Songbai respectfully, and said politely:
"Mr. He, I asked you to come here today because I want to get something back from you. Maybe this batch of things can save my brother's life!"
He Songbai's face couldn't help but twitch, he had already guessed what I was talking about.
But he still asked me in front of everyone:
"What did you take?"
I turned to look at the old accountant and said:
"When Mr. Mei Luomei came out of Qianjin Gate, he won countless money and things. I remember you told me about it in your Wenbaozhai. That day, Mr. Mei Luomei sprinkled the cash he won on the lotus tower. But
Many cultural relics lost by gamblers, he entrusted you to keep. I don't know about cultural relics, but I remember you said that there are calligraphy by Zhao Mengfu, paintings by Mi Fu and Zhu Da. There are also gold, stone, jade, bronze and porcelain. There are hundreds of pieces.
Among them, there are many priceless cultural relics..."
While talking, I glanced at the old accountant.
At this moment, his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up.
Sure enough, these things are the most attractive to him.
He Songbai frowned and asked tentatively:
"Yes, there is such a thing. Mr. Mei entrusted me to keep it. Who are you?"
I smiled slightly and continued:
"Mr. Mei told you that you would keep it on your behalf. If he can't come here to deal with these cultural relics, descendants will come to take them over in the future. Is this correct?"
In fact, I have tampered with what He Songbai said to me.
What he said that day was that someone would naturally take care of it in the future.
He Songbai nodded in astonishment. I continued:
"Today, I have admitted in the Bahuang Hall that Mero is my father. The right to dispose of these things should belong to me. Is this okay?"
He Songbai looked at me in surprise, and then at Brother Garlic.
Finally, his eyes stopped on the old accountant.
He never thought that I would use this method to beg for these treasures.
"Chu Liu, you admitted it. But everyone can see that you are just out of anger. There is no proof or proof. How can I give these things to you?"
I knew He Songbai was trying to excuse me.
He was afraid that my so-called admission would be taken seriously by the old accountant and others.
I couldn't help but laugh and said slowly:
"Master He, please don't forget that I used this batch of things as a bet that day and had a bet with Qin Sihai. At that time, you promised me that I could deal with this batch of things..."
"Yes, this happens!"
Qin Sihai, who was watching the excitement in the crowd, said something.
It's just a pity that he is now in such a state of desolation that he is a man of few words.
No one cared what he said.
The old accountant on the side suddenly tapped the wooden stake next to him with his cane.
Looking at He Songbai, he frowned and said dissatisfied:
"He Songbai, Chu Liu has already admitted it, why are you still pushing back and forth? You don't want to steal the things that belonged to the third brother, right?"