Siheyuan: I am the neighbor of Silly Zhu

Chapter 251
The antique business?
Someone said it was a leak?

Xu Dongqing maintained a skeptical attitude. Most of the first batch of people who made a fortune from antique calligraphy and painting were intellectuals, and there was still a little money in their pockets.

Collect it as your hobby.

But these days, everyone is tightening their belts and eating, so how could they have extra spare money to play with antique calligraphy and paintings?
When I get home, I might be scolded by my own wife, and if things go wrong, there might be a fight to get rid of the knot in my heart.The era when eating was a problem.

You are here playing antique calligraphy and painting with me.

I really think that my family is a landlord or an old capitalist who can do whatever they want. Most of the people are second-hand dealers and sell them again and again.

After finally smashing it in the hand.

After several decades, people's living standards have improved, and then they have more spiritual pursuits of abundance, but no matter how you say it, it has a price.

Like spending hundreds of millions to buy a bunch of junk, is it simply inflated?Could it be that the rich people's money came from the strong wind? Don't they know the depth of the water in this business?
In Xu Dongqing's eyes, this antique calligraphy and painting is at most an added value. According to the jokes on the Internet, it is all the money of leeks.

That rich man would be willing to spend his own money, that is, the money from cutting leeks, cashed out from their hands, and then mortgaged it.

Inside and outside, as a white glove for a while.

Bringing out the money in an open and honest manner, spending time and wine, a bunch of little farts in the courtyard dare to say that they are the masters of antique calligraphy and painting.

Say no, don't you laugh your teeth out?
How many catties and taels do you have in your heart?It's more likely to be self-deception, so it's better to find a piece of tofu and crash it to death.

The legends that exist in the auction house are just legends, Xu Dongqing doesn't believe it anyway, and look at the current problems with the eyes of future generations.

If he could take the opportunity to buy some, he would be happy too!

But digging it out from the soil, who knows if it is true or not, the key point is that there are some phenomena that cannot be explained in words, which makes him daunted, so he should be his own vegetable vendor honestly.

At worst, you can go to the Friendship Store.

The one I bought is definitely genuine, and there is an invoice. Even if someone comes to the door, they will be able to tell a lot about it.

"You just need to be confident, I don't think they can grow." Qin Huairu rolled his eyes, twisted his graceful figure, and left the room directly.

Xu Dongqing looked at the back of the pretty widow's head, she was indeed a smart woman, on the one hand, she took the opportunity to find out the reality of the third master's family.Xu Dongqing's secret can also be discovered.

There is also a sense of vigilance!
Three birds with one stone!
Xu Dongqing gave a thumbs up. Whoever dares to underestimate the pretty widows will often be the ones who suffer in the end.

Siheyuan!
Xu Damao stretched out his waist, looked at the sneaky stick, squatting in the corner of the gala, he didn't know what he was peeking at?
Step forward.

One look, good guy, this little bastard is actually living in mud, does he still have any ambition? How old is he? He really thinks he is a three-year-old kid.

A little impatiently kicked stick on the buttocks.

"Bang, you are going to hollow out the foundation of the third master's house." Xu Damao joked.

Looking at the third uncle and the second uncle who came out.Loudly muttering.

"I."

Yan Bugui glanced at him with small eyes, and saw that Banggen was digging the corner of his house with a shovel, and he got a little angry, and kicked Banggen to the ground.

Bang Geng looked at Yan Pugui with a sneer.

Not saying a word.

"Little bastard, why do you still hold grudges? Is the foundation of other people's houses so easy to dig? If you want living mud, go dig your house's foundation."

Yan Bugui looked at the corner of his house speechlessly, three bricks had already been dug out, he really thought he was a mouse.

Still have to dig a hole!
"Huairu, don't wash the dirty clothes anymore, look at the good things your family has done, you dare to dig the foundation of my house. Don't look at the smallness of the stick, so you won't teach it." Yan Bugui warned.

Yan Jiefang hastily opened the door curtain, thinking that there was another good show to watch.Seeing that the corner of his house was dug out, he wanted to teach Bang Giao a lesson.

Ha ha!

Qin Huairu smiled coldly, picked up the stick, and knocked off the dirt on her body.

"Bad stem, does it hurt?"

"A bit."

The stick is also a clever ghost, knowing that he has a backer to back him up, so naturally he won't make trouble, but instead has a mentality of watching the fun.

look at this thing!

"Qin Huairu, you and Mrs. Zhang spoiled you and Mrs. Zhang. He is such a big man, and he is still playing with mud. People outside the courtyard who don't know him think he is mentally retarded?"

Yan Bugui kicked the dirt away angrily, revealing a plucked rooster wrapped in leaves, looking like a kitchen master.

The third master was a little greedy.

Since the last time Xu Dongqing brought back a few old hens for Qin Huairu to raise, they were eaten up by sticks in two days. Other families in the courtyard no longer dared to raise chickens.I'm afraid that I'll be bullied by this stick.

"Where did this chicken come from? The little bastard must have stolen it." Yan Bugui scolded directly, picked up the chicken wrapped in leaves, and walked to his house.

"Third Master, you are so majestic. This old hen was brought by my family, and it has half a dime relationship with your family. Put the old hen down for me." Qin Huairu knocked on the window angrily.

Cough!

"Isn't this dirty? I'll keep it for the stick first. If the owner comes to the door, I can give it to him, right?" Yan Bugui smiled sarcastically.

If he was asked to spend money to buy an old hen, he would be 1 reluctant.

With this money, how many good things can be exchanged in the countryside.Yan Bugui glanced at the old hen wrapped in soil in his hand reluctantly, and put it on the spot helplessly.

"Bang Geng, bring the beggar chicken back to the house." Qin Huairu patted Bang Geng's little head, this melon just knows how to eat it.She has nothing to do.

But she can despise education. Others want to take advantage of it, but there is no door. She has the confidence and money in her pocket, even if the owner comes to her in the end and loses the money.

But what is it like to be taken away by Yan Bugui?

"Qin Huairu, do you know that you are pampering the stick? I think it's better to send the beggar chicken to the security department and let the owner find it by himself. What do you think?"

Yan Bugui glanced greedily.

Went to the security department, and the second uncle made two ones together, and then, the two of them could have another small drink, as for someone to come over.

That's hard to say.

Just push it on the stick.

Qin Huairu's face changed.

"Third Master, don't spare your troubles. I'd better solve my family's affairs by myself."

"You."

Yan Bugui was a little out of breath, how could he not eat oil and salt?
"Bang Geng, where did you come from called Hua Ji?" Xu Damao stopped the way of Bang Geng, teasingly said.

(End of this chapter)