Rebirth of the Flying Era

Chapter 187 Three Big Boxes
These three big camphor wood boxes are full of them!

Du Fei and Chu Cheng also expected in advance that Wei Sanye would certainly present a lot of good things this time to avenge his crime.

However, there are three big boxes at once, which is still a bit unexpected.

Du Fei withdrew his gaze, glanced at Mr. Wei meaningfully, and said with a smile: "Master Wei, you are really generous this time."

Wei Sanye smiled wryly and said: "The family is unfortunate, life is forced, life is forced~"

Chu Cheng didn't speak, just went over and looked through.

Du Fei also followed, and found that two of the three boxes were comic books!
This was obviously aimed at Chu Cheng, and he did what he liked.

The books in it are half new and half old.

Most of the new ones are high-quality comic strips published by Shanghai Fine Arts Publishing House after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, while the old ones are of all kinds, and there are even the earliest "Journey to the West" comic books published in the late Qing Dynasty!

This undoubtedly tickled Chu Cheng's itch.

Don't say that Chu Cheng didn't intend to pursue it, even if he did, seeing this, the resentment in his heart should disappear.

The remaining other box contained much more miscellaneous things, not only various editions of rare books of ancient books, but also several scrolls.

On the top is a set of "Jin Ping Mei Ci Hua" of the Chongzhen version of the Ming Dynasty that is in good condition. When you open it, there are illustrations inside!
It is not difficult to see the purpose of Wei Sanye preparing these three boxes.

Those two boxes of comic books of comic books were obviously used to curry favor with Chu Cheng, and there were many rare editions from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

Not only does it match what it likes, but it is also of great value.

The remaining box is a reward to Du Fei.

But these things are not free, they must be bought with money.

What's more, even if Wei Sanye gave it away for free, Du Fei and Chu Cheng would not dare to take it.

On Wei Sanye's side, there are gains and losses.

One thing Mr. Wei said was right.

Brother Wei went in and got shot, leaving orphans and widows in their family, which means they have no source of income.

Although there is still money on hand right now, it will definitely be unsustainable after a long time.

This time, selling these things to Du Fei and Chu Cheng in a package, although they must suffer a bit in terms of price, but returning the money and holding it in their hands may not be a better choice for those old and young.

However, after controlling his excitement, Chu Cheng calmed down after flipping through a few villain books, put the books in his hands back into the box, turned to look at Mr. Wei and said, "There are too many of these books, we're afraid ..."

When Wei Sanye heard this, his face changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Du Fei.

Du Fei smiled and interrupted Chu Cheng: "Whether it's expensive or not, hasn't Mr. Wei said how much it is?"

Chu Cheng frowned. He has been collecting comic books for so long, and he is considered an expert.

I flipped through it just now, and I can roughly estimate the value of the two big boxes of villain books.

At least with his current financial resources, let alone take all of them, he can't afford even a small half of them.

Wei Sanye didn't allow him to retreat, and quickly said: "You two are kind-hearted, just leave 1000 yuan for these three boxes."

Du Fei secretly admired Wei Sanye's sense of propriety, and the price was not much different from what he had expected.

According to the real price, these three boxes of books are at least worth more than 3000 yuan, but it is not outrageous for Wei Sanye to ask for 1000 yuan.

Even if it's not Du Fei and Chu Cheng, but someone else is buying it, knowing about Mr. Wei's situation, they will have to lower the price severely.

Even if the price is less than 1000 yuan, it can be sold for more than 200 yuan at most.

What's more, this time through Du Fei, Chu Cheng was invited here more to make amends, so it was quite reasonable for Wei Sanye to call out 1000 yuan.

Du Fei winked at Chu Cheng first, and then he agreed, put his hand into the pocket of his cotton coat, and took out a thick stack of Da Tuan from his personal space.

The money was the last time he found it in Zhang Laocai's safe house, and it was all half-new and old notes without serial numbers.

Mr. Wei took the money, and he was not polite, counted it face to face, and then smiled: "Come on, two leaders, let's clear the money and the goods. These three boxes are now yours."

As he spoke, he fastened all three wooden boxes, locked them with three locks, handed the key to Du Fei, and asked, "Where can I find someone to take it to you?"

This time Du Fei didn't make the decision hastily, but looked at Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng thought for a while and said, "Send me to my work first~ You should know about Sanliang Station in the north of the city."

The third master Wei even said he knew, and invited the two of them to dinner. After being declined, he sent the two away. He went to find the two masters, and hurriedly tied up the three boxes and transported them to the grain station.

At this time, Du Fei and Chu Cheng rode bicycles to the grain station in advance to wait.

Taking advantage of no one around, Chu Cheng asked with a serious expression: "Old Du, what do you mean today? What is the 1000 yuan?"

Du Fei unhurriedly took out a cigarette and handed it to Chu Cheng, lit one himself, and said calmly, "If we brothers don't accept those three boxes today, do you think old man Wei can feel at ease? "

Chu Cheng frowned, knowing what Du Fei meant.

Du Fei said: "He is not at ease anymore, he must continue to toss, isn't this matter still endless?"

Chu Cheng wondered: "But that's too much money!"

Du Fei took his time and said, "Those two boxes of villain books are yours, and the remaining box is mine. It's five hundred for our family, how about it?"

Chu Cheng smiled wryly and said, "What the hell! Last time I owed you fifty and I still haven't paid it back! Now I owe you another five hundred. After two days, I won't be fucking Huang Shiren anymore!"

Du Fei was taken aback for a moment, then realized immediately, and jokingly said, "You are Yang Bailao, and I am Huang Shiren."

"Yes, Yang Bailao, I'm so dumb." Chu Cheng took a puff of cigarette and said, "I don't think about it before, but now that I'm married to Xiaoli, I can't carry 500 How many dollars in foreign debts to marry someone into the door!"

"Cut~ Show off that you're going to marry a wife?" Du Fei curled his lips and said calmly, "Old Chu, you also went to high school, gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, you should know this sentence, right?"

Chu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why Du Fei came here suddenly, but he also nodded to show that he knew.

Du Fei said: "Now that you know, you should also understand what the price will be if you spend 500 yuan to buy these two boxes of comic books and keep them for another 30 years."

But Chu Cheng hesitated and said, "These comic books...are they considered antiques?"

Du Fei said: "Even if it is not an antique, it is still a miscellaneous item in the collection. If you keep it, you can change the house and land."

Chu Cheng fell into silence, gritted his teeth after a while, and took out a stack of money from his handbag, counted ten of them, and handed the rest to Du Fei.

Du Fei took it and put it in his pocket without even looking at it.

Chu Chengdao: "You count~"

Du Fei laughed and scolded: "Get out, can you still lie to me? More or less, it's because you, Uncle Chu, don't know how to count."

(End of this chapter)