Seeing that the kang was full of antiques, Chu Heng immediately understood what was going on.
Old Man Yan just wants to get rid of these things quickly, and he is not even afraid of being priced down.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought out only the antiques but not a single gold bar.
This is tantamount to telling Chu Heng clearly that he will vomit blood and dispose of these things, which is no different from handing over his neck to be slaughtered.
But this is exactly what he wants. He doesn't have much around now, but he only has a lot of food. He dares to harvest as much as he wants!
Chu Heng glanced at the things on the kang. Basically, everything was a rare and high-quality product. It would be difficult for future generations to get them without spending some time and money.
But now, he only needs some food in exchange for it.
Damn it, I’m so excited just thinking about it!
Yan Muze had been paying attention to his expression since he entered the room. Seeing that he didn't show any dissatisfaction after seeing the antiques on the kang, he felt relieved and then asked cautiously: "Master Chu, these things , can it catch your eye?"
Chu Heng came to his senses after hearing this and did not answer in a hurry. He took out a cigarette and gave him a cigarette. Then he asked the old man: "Everything is good, but I don't know how much you plan to price it, Mr. Yan?"
As soon as Yan Muze heard that he asked about the price, he knew that it would be done, and he was completely relieved about the idea. He smiled and said, "You can give it as long as you see it."
In fact, as long as Chu Heng is willing to ask for it, he is willing to do so even if it is just as an extra.
It's a pity that Chu Heng doesn't know the old man's inner thoughts. At this moment, he is thinking about how to behave in order to show that he is not a Kaizi...
After he frowned and pondered for a moment, he stretched out his hand and pulled something on the kang a few times, pretending to be embarrassed and said: "I'm not in a good position to bid on this, so you should do it, and I'll listen to it."
In fact, he didn't care too much about the price. He was getting food in exchange for it. As long as the old man didn't talk too loudly, he would accept the deal no matter what.
At this time, Old Man Yan had no intention of playing tricks with him, and said straightforwardly: "Five yuan a piece, you can choose whatever you want. If you are not satisfied with what is on the kang, I still have it in the cellar."
Looking at him, he looked like a street vendor selling worn-out shoes and old clothes.
Hey, it's five yuan a piece, five yuan a piece, you can't suffer a loss, and you can't be fooled!
Chu Heng was instantly stunned by this bargain price. The things on the kang would cost hundreds of dollars if taken to a cultural relics store. Five dollars was just free money.
There was no reason to hesitate. He nodded simply and said, "Well, the things you want this time cost a total of forty-eight yuan. I will pick out nine of them and take them back. The few more yuan will be given to you."
Look how generous Director Chu is!
Unexpectedly, the old man Yan Yan was also a showman. He didn't want to take advantage of others. He waved his hand and said more boldly: "This can't be done. Let's put it together and you can just take ten pieces."
Chu Heng laughed when he heard it, and understood what he was thinking, so he was not polite to him and said immediately: "Then I will take advantage of you today."
After saying that, he couldn't wait to step forward and start picking.
The items Old Man Yan took out were all good products. Chu Heng either chose them based on their value or authenticity, or based on his personal preference. Therefore, he didn’t even use ten minutes before he selected the ten items in exchange. piece of antique.
Among them, his favorites are the mutton-fat white jade longevity star handle, the gilt Buddha statue from the Tang Dynasty, Shen Zhou's calligraphy, and the blue and white vase from Yongle. Although the remaining items are slightly inferior, they are all the same. A rare good thing.
"That's it." Chu Heng pointed at the ten items he selected, turned to look at Yan Muze, and said with a smile: "Master Yan, if you are tired, please get something to put it on, otherwise I won't be able to take it."
"It's been prepared, just sit down and wait." Seeing that the deal was finally reached, old man Yan cupped his hands with a smile on his face, wiped himself out and left the room.
Not long after, he came back with his two sons, holding some wooden boxes of different sizes in his hands.
Immediately, several people started working together to pack those things into different boxes.
In no time, everything was sorted out.
Just when Chu Heng was about to leave with his things, the door was opened again, and a middle-aged woman walked in carrying a large enamel basin of stick noodle porridge, followed by several women and children holding bowls and chopsticks. .
After the woman put the things on the Eight Immortals table, she began to fill the bowl with porridge. At the same time, she greeted Old Man Yan: "Dad, the porridge is ready. Come and drink it."
"Just come."
Old Yan responded, turned to look at Chu Heng, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chu, if you don't mind, just eat something here. After working for so long at night, you must be hungry too."
Chu Heng felt his stomach. He was indeed a little hungry. He didn't eat the staple food for dinner, so he drank some wine and ate some food. He had already digested it, so he nodded: "Let's have a bowl."
"This way, please." Old Yan quickly stretched out his hand to guide him towards the table.
When he slowly came to the Eight Immortals table, several children had already eaten first. One of them stood by the table holding a big bowl, not afraid of burning it, and slurped it into his mouth. It looked like he was starving. .
"Master Chu, please sit down."
Yan Muze then pulled a chair and placed it next to him.
"No need, I'll just drink a bowl and leave." Chu Heng waved his hand, picked up a bowl of stick noodle porridge on the table, blew on it for a few times, then raised his neck and poured it into his mouth.
In just a few mouthfuls, a bowl of porridge was completely empty.
"It tastes good." Chu Heng put the bowl down and didn't add porridge. He wiped his mouth and said to the old man and others: "You guys eat, I'll go back first."
Yan Muze, who had just picked up the bowl, was stunned and said quickly: "Please have another bowl."
"I ate too much at night and couldn't digest it." Chu Heng smiled and shook his head, walked back to the kang, picked up the several large and small boxes tied together, and prepared to leave.
Old Man Yan was also very hungry at this time, but out of courtesy, he still put down the bowl to give it to him.
When Chu Heng passed by the dining table again, the old man's grandson happened to finish the porridge in his bowl. He rubbed his bulging belly with satisfaction, looked at the grandfather walking by expectantly, and asked: "Master, , our family won’t have to go hungry in the future.”
"No need, we will have enough to eat every day from now on." The old man touched the child's head lovingly and promised seriously.
Chu Heng stopped when he heard the sound, looked at the child with a complicated face, exhaled softly, and left the Yan family with a slightly dull mood.
Before traveling through time, he never thought that having a full meal would become a person's wish!
Under the reflection of the night, Chu Heng flew all the way and soon returned to the courtyard.
He was in a bad mood and had no intention of playing with the antiques he just got. He simply wiped his face, took off his clothes and climbed into bed, covered himself with a big quilt and fell asleep.
A dreamless night.
Early the next morning, Director Chu, who had a heart bigger than a pumpkin, became a energetic young man again.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth, tidying up the house, and eating a simple breakfast, Chu Heng happily left the house with the mutton-fat white jade handle in one hand and the status bag in the other.
As soon as he pushed the car out, he saw Sha Zhu and Yu Haitang walking from the central courtyard, talking and laughing.
Judging from the glances and expressions of these two people, there should be some signs of hooking up.
Chu Heng's excitement point was touched instantly.
Is the story of a woman and three men in The Courtyard Story about to begin?
