Siheyuan: Want to force me to vacate the house?No way!

There are some things that are fine to do in private, but if you really want to put them on the table, it will definitely be shameful.

Uncle stayed up all night...

The next morning I went to work with two big dark circles under my eyes!

People in the courtyard also spread the news that he was going to get a divorce. Now his image of a tall and mighty grandpa quietly collapsed at this moment. Before entering and exiting the courtyard, there were people who greeted him, but everyone saw him this morning. After meeting him, they all avoided him, and no one was willing to say a word to him.

After all, such a person is worthy of contempt in the values ​​and ethics of this era, not the kind that is sought after by others.

Guo Shixuan also heard some people discussing these things when he got up to wash in the morning.

He had fun, which was a surprise.

I didn't expect this kind of chain reaction before, but I didn't expect it to happen.

Guo Shixuan happily went to work, and when he was at work in the middle of the morning, Broken Hou came over and pulled his arm and said to Guo Shixuan, "Let's go! Don't do it! You have done a lot today!"

"How about we get down to business?"

Guo Shixuan thought to himself: It is estimated that the matter over there has come to fruition, so I let myself and him do business.

"What's the matter? Did the owner of the painting reply?" Guo Shixuan asked immediately.

In fact, this painting is what he pays most attention to recently, and the matter about Yi Zhonghai is just something he brought out by the way.

"Oh! Yes, I don't want to say it anymore. I feel sad when I think about it. The old man almost fell asleep last night, so I knocked on his door. After he opened the door, I told him that your painting I told him directly that your painting is real and his painting is fake."

"Good guy, the old man almost beat me out of the house with his big stick from before Kangxi and Qianlong!" Poor Hou said with a miserable expression.

It looked like he was almost beaten yesterday.

But what he said, Guo Shixuan believed it to be [-]% true, [-]% false, only [-]% reliable, and [-]% untrustworthy.

What this guy said was more or less exaggerated. The old man was angry yesterday, but he was not really going to beat him out with a big stick.

But the current Guo Shixuan doesn't know that this matter is really not a bragging, this old man is just such a bad temper.

I'll know when I see him in a while...

"Haha! That old man still collects big sticks!" Guo Shixuan said exaggeratedly with his mouth wide open.

Seeing Guo Shixuan's deliberate expression, Poor Hou said a little madly: "Could this be the point I said? I really didn't joke with you, I almost got beaten yesterday!"

"Okay, okay! It's really hard for you because of my affairs!"

"Brother, remember this love! One day, I will repay you twice!" Guo Shixuan imitated the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life, in which he cupped his hands in the gesture of greeting between heroes.

This time it is quite useful after being tattered.

He nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it's a big fortune to pay back my life, a big fortune, these are small things."

"Mainly talk about your things. I boasted in front of others that your things are real. They have already identified that they are real things but fake ones. Don't slap me in the face. When the time comes The two of us will really be kicked out together by the big stick!" Poor Hou said with a serious face.

"What's wrong with me, I'm sure about [-]% to [-]%." Guo Shixuan nodded and said.

"Okay! Just say this to you, brother will take this risk with you!" Poor Hou patted his chest and said.

Although he is an adult in his 50s and 30s now, it may be because he has been playing antiques for a long time and his mind is relatively simple, so he still lives like a [-]-year-old and Guo Shixuan started to call each other brothers.

Guo Shixuan knew in his heart that even if he had clairvoyance skills and knowledge of appraising treasures, of course, his chances were still very small, and even sometimes he could only secretly hide the good things he received.

What I lack is opportunities and platforms, and I can give myself all these rags!

This is also the purpose of his friendship with Poor Hou!
Of course, the premise of all this is based on the premise that he trusts Poor Hou and knows how Poor Hou is.

This time because it was a painting, Guo Shixuan also felt relieved of the broken bicycle. This time, he rode the broken bicycle, carried the broken bicycle, and let the broken bicycle guide the way, and he rode it.

Broken Hou was surprised to find that Guo Shixuan was even better at riding a bicycle than himself.

He had observed Guo Shixuan's home before, and it is said that there is no such thing as a car in his home, and in terms of his family conditions, he should not know how to ride a bike.

So what's going on now?
He can only bury this question in his heart. After all, he can ride a bicycle, not fly a plane, and there is nothing special about it.

Although Guo Shixuan rode a bike better this time, he couldn't stand the long distance and drove all the way to the suburbs of Beijing.

Guo Shixuan came to a village, and was stopped by a broken house in front of a family.

"Is it right here?" Guo Shixuan pointed to the gate of a farmyard and asked.

"Yes! It's here!" Poor Hou nodded while sitting on his buttocks.

"Where do you bring me here every time? Last time it was a courtyard at the foot of the imperial city, and this time it was a small farmyard in the suburbs of Beijing. I really don't know where you will lead me next time." Guo Shixuan said helplessly.

"Wherever I take you, you follow me, isn't it over? Why are you talking so much nonsense? Can I still sell you?" Poor Hou pouted and said.

"I am not afraid that you will sell me, but I am afraid that you will sell my treasure." Guo Shixuan said with a smile.

"I don't know if your treasure is real. If it's a fake, it won't be worth much." Poor Hou shook his head and said.

"Let me tell you, this thing is at least an imitation of the Qing Dynasty. Even if it is sold, it is worth some money, and this imitation is not bad." Guo Shixuan pointed to his painting and said.

"All right, all right! It's all up to you! Let's go!" Poor Hou greeted.

Guo Shixuan wiped the sweat from his brow, he was really tired after riding for nearly an hour.

Although I have undergone genetic modification, my body still can't stand riding a bicycle for such a long time.

But if you want to give the broken body, you probably won't be able to ride, and you will have to change halfway.

Last time it was a courtyard at the root of the imperial city, I can still understand it, but collectors will also appear in small farmyards?

And this old humanist still knows?

It's really unbelievable.