Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

That night, Banggeng asked Cheng Jianjun out and took out the money and handed it to him.

"Boss, this is fake, right?"

Cheng Jianjun looked up at Bang Geng in surprise.

"Did the chef in the shop notice it?"

Bangge shook his head.

"No, but he was a little hesitant and I fooled him."

Cheng Jianjun said happily.

"You are very capable, little brother. Here, this is your 20%."

Banggeng took the money and put it in his pocket and said.

"Don't come to me for help anymore. It's too dangerous. I almost found out. If I get caught and sent to the police station, it's not a big deal. But if I get beaten up, it's all over."

Cheng Jianjun smiled.

"It doesn't matter if you find out. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Then you can say your family made a mistake and they won't accept you."

Bangge shook his head.

"No, this is too risky. I won't do this."

Cheng Jianjun quickly advised.

"Brother, let's talk it over nicely. Can you please not give up?"

Bang Geng lowered his head and thought for a while.

"Thirty percent."

Cheng Jianjun understood. It turned out that this guy wanted to raise the price. He felt relieved instantly. He was not afraid of Bang Geng raising the price. He was afraid that Bang Geng would quit and go to Su Meng to order him. That would be a big trouble. Anyway, he could make this thing at any time. As long as it could be sold, he would be willing to pay 10% more.

"Twenty-five percent."

Bangge shook his head.

"It's just 30 percent. I won't raise the price anymore."

Cheng Jianjun smiled.

"Okay, I'll give it to you, but we can't rely on him to make a fortune, so let's look for others as well, how about that?"

As he said this, he took out some money and gave it to Banggeng.

Bangge smiled.

"That's a must, so we can all get rich together."

Cheng Jianjun patted him on the shoulder.

"Tomorrow, at the same place, I'll give you a few more, but don't go to that store, go somewhere else."

Bang Geng said impatiently.

"I understand. I understand all this."

In the evening, when he returned home, Bang Geng was stopped by Yi Zhonghai before he even entered the door.

Bang Geng patted his chest.

"I say, Yi Zhonghai, are you going to scare me to death? Aren't you going to make a sound?"

Yi Zhonghai smiled awkwardly.

"I just came out to wait for you because I was so impatient."

Bang Geng glanced at him and took out a hundred yuan from his pocket.

"Here, here you go. You did a good job this time. Let's continue tomorrow."

Yi Zhonghai took it, counted it, and then put it carefully into his pocket.

"Bang Geng, you have been smart since you were young. Following you, I can still have meat to eat."

Bang Geng said proudly.

"That's right, come to the place tomorrow and follow me. Don't worry, you will be there for me."

With some money made today, Yi Zhonghai believed everything Banggeng said and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, I'll go back to sleep and continue working tomorrow."

After saying that, he went back humming a little tune, feeling extremely excited.

I had a good meal today, had some wine to drink, and then I performed a play and got a hundred dollars. Where else can I find such a life?

So Banggeng and Yi Zhonghai started selling antiques everywhere, which was really a complete upgrade.

As luck would have it, one of them was transferred to Meng Xiaoxing.

Meng Xiaoxing took it in her hand and looked at it from left to right, and felt that it looked very familiar.

Cheng Jianjun came over.

"What are you looking at?"

Meng Xiaoxing placed a porcelain bottle in front of him.

"Why does this look so much like something you made?"

Cheng Jianjun picked it up and looked at it calmly.

"It does look a bit like it, but I have that one at home. I'll show it to you."

Then he went into the house to get it.

I took it out after a while. When I put the two together, they were indeed similar, but when I looked closely, they were somewhat different.

Meng Xiaoxing asked.

"Is this fake?"

Cheng Jianjun deliberately picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"A bit like that. Where are you from?"

Meng Xiaoxing said.

"I bought it from a friend. I bought it right after it came in my hand, and I didn't even look at it carefully. It's over now. I lost a lot of money."

Cheng Jianjun was extremely nervous. What if Meng Xiaoxing told others that it was fake? Wouldn't that make him angry? But if he told Meng Xiaoxing that he had found someone to sell it, wouldn't that mean he was hiding money from her? He was in a dilemma.

"It looks fake, but it's not necessarily fake. Look at this, it's completely different from mine. It might be real."

Meng Xiaoxing quickly took it, compared it, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's true. Now I feel relieved. The money was not wasted. You should put it away so that I don't mix it up someday."

Cheng Jianjun also felt relieved.

"Don't worry, I've got them all."

On the other side, Han Chunming and Polan Hou sat together again.

"Chun Ming, there are a number of fakes on the market recently. They look very real and most people can't tell the difference. I discovered it when I was helping someone identify it the other day. I almost fooled myself."

Han Chunming stopped eating with his chopsticks and looked at Hou Polan.

"Is this true? You were almost cheated?"

Hou Lan nodded.

"I'm old, and my eyesight isn't very good anymore."

Han Chunming asked.

"Any directions?"

Hou Lanhou shook his head.

"No, when I found out, quite a few people already had it. We can't just sit there and watch them ruin our culture."

Han Chunming sighed.

"What can we do? Go look for them one by one in the market? Then when will we find them?"

Hou Palan thought about it.

"Why don't we hold an exhibition and bring out the real ones so they can see what they really look like. Even if it doesn't have a big effect, at least it can serve as a warning to them. I'll borrow a few fake ones and explain them to them when the time comes to prevent them from being fooled."

Han Chunming nodded.

"Yes, that's a good idea. So, should you do it or should I do it?"

The Tattered Marquis said with a smile.

"Of course you came. You have a lot of stuff, and what I have is not enough."

Han Chunming rolled his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't know you. Half and half each."

The Tattered Marquis took a sip of wine and said.

"Okay, let's each take half, but should we find another person? The two of us won't be enough."

Han Chunming thought about it.

"Yes, go find my brother-in-law. He has as much stuff as I do."

The Tattered Marquis asked doubtfully.

"Li Jianjun? He also collects this stuff?"

Han Chunming nodded.

"I started collecting when I was twelve. He gave me money and we split the items in half. Later, he collected some too. His items were all good. At that time, I had no money, so I could only give away half. It made me sad."

The Broken Marquis didn't want to listen to his nonsense.

"Come on, without Li Jianjun's money, you won't get any. You probably won't even have enough to eat then, right?"

Han Chunming thought about it.

"Yes, without my brother-in-law, I would have starved to death. I almost fought with him because of my master. Until now, I dare not go to see him. I am too embarrassed."

Hou Lan nodded.

"This is indeed your fault, but you are all family, and so many days have passed. It's time for you to calm down. You can take this opportunity to apologize to him and kill two birds with one stone."

Han Chunming drank a glass of wine in one gulp.

"Okay, I'll go find him tomorrow."