Siheyuan: The happy life of a little chef

Hou knew that Su Meng's shop was in a shabby state, as he often went to these places.

Su Meng saw Hou Polan and Hou Su'e coming into the store with smiles on her face.

"My Lord, long time no see."

The Broken Marquis didn't give a good look.

"Go, call your uncle."

Su Meng didn't know what happened, but she could tell from the look on Hou Polan that he was angry.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Hou Paola pointed at Hou Su'e and said.

"Hou Su'e stole something from me and asked your uncle to sell it. Does your store count as selling stolen goods?"

Su Meng was shocked. She couldn't admit this. If she did, she wouldn't be able to open the store.

"No way, my eldest sister said that Sister Hou went to find him. He couldn't have known that Sister Hou stole it, otherwise my uncle wouldn't have helped her, right, Sister Hou?"

Hou Palan also looked at Hou Su'e.

Hou Su'e thought about it and realized that Uncle Su Meng really didn't know that he had stolen it, so she nodded.

"He really doesn't know."

Su Meng felt relieved when she saw Hou Su'e admit it.

Said the rag-and-bone lord.

"Okay, I'll just pretend he doesn't know. Then it's okay if I don't sell it now, right? Anyway, we haven't received any money, so there's no transaction."

Su Meng nodded.

"Since you don't want to sell it, okay, I'll call my uncle. Wait a moment, Li Yuan, bring two cups of tea and some snacks."

Hou Paolan was quite satisfied with Su Meng's attitude. After all, the fault was his daughter's.

After a while, Su Meng's uncle came hurriedly.

"Mr. Hou, what's going on? Mengmeng couldn't explain it clearly over the phone."

Said the rag-and-bone lord.

"The things Hou Su'e asked you to sell were all stolen from me. Now I've discovered them. I don't want to sell them anymore. You have to give them back to me, or I'll report you to the police and sue you for selling stolen goods."

Uncle Su Meng thought about it.

"I didn't expect this. Although I haven't paid yet, the goods are already on their way. It's impossible to call them back now, right?"

The Broken Marquis doesn't care about that.

"I don't care. I want what's mine. If I can't get it today, I'll report it to the police. I'll send my own daughter to jail as well."

Hou Su'e became anxious.

"Help me, let's go back and forth, my father can really do it."

He knows his own father well. Hou Polan is the man who dares to set fire to the house.

Uncle Su Meng thought about it.

"That's something you can't get back for now. If you're in a hurry, why don't you pick five pieces in the store? Hou Su'e gave me five pieces. If you insist on the original ones, then I can't help it. You can report it to the police."

Seeing that Su Meng's uncle didn't seem to be lying, Hou Polan had no choice but to get the real thing.

"Okay, I'll pick five to take away, and you can keep the rest."

Su Meng's uncle nodded at Su Meng.

Su Meng took Hou Pao Lan to the back room, and Hou Su'e and Su Meng's uncle followed in.

Hou Laolan smiled as he looked at the dazzling array of antiques.

It took me half an hour to finish picking.

"These five pieces are probably worth about the same as mine. Wrap them up."

Su Meng quickly called Li Yuan to pack up.

Marquis Pauper took the things and said disdainfully.

"Want to fool me? No way."

In fact, many of them were fake, but Hou Pulan saw through it and thought that Su Meng and the others were deliberately deceiving him. Su Meng's uncle thought that Hou Pulan was talking about the value of antiques. He picked out five similar ones, and the others were not as valuable as his. Su Meng was confused.

When Hou Paolan was about to leave, Su Meng stopped him.

"My Lord, what do you mean by us deceiving you?"

The Tattered Marquis said proudly.

"Putting the real thing and the fake thing together, what? Want to test my eyesight?"

But this sentence exploded in Su Meng's mind, and Su Meng calmed himself down.

"My Lord, do you mean that many of these are fake?"

Hou Paolan thought Su Meng was acting.

"Don't act anymore. The ones I picked are real. You can leave the fake ones to others to choose."

Su Meng suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Su Meng's uncle didn't understand what was going on and immediately went over to help her.

"Meng Meng, what's wrong with you?"

Su Meng seemed to be in a trance.

"I thought everything here was real, how could it be fake? It's impossible, impossible."

The ragged Marquis stopped.

"You mean you took all these seriously?"

Su Meng nodded.

Hou Lanhou shook his head.

"Confused!"

Su Meng suddenly got up from the ground.

"My Lord, please be so kind as to show me which ones are real."

Seeing Su Meng's pitiful appearance, Hou Paola handed the things to Hou Su'e.

"Okay, let me take a look for you."

Su Meng hurriedly thanked him, but Su Meng's uncle was stunned at this time. He had given away a lot of things and didn't know how many were fake. He could only pray that there weren't too many.

Hou picked out 90% of the rags and placed them on the ground.

"That's all I can see. I don't know if there's anything else I can't see."

Su Meng was stunned. She didn't expect there would be so many.

Su Meng's uncle was so anxious that he slapped his thigh.

"My Lord, can you tell me about it?"

Hou Lao nodded and took out a bottle.

"This one, the opening is wrong, the color inside is wrong, and, didn't you notice? These all seem to be made by the same person."

Su Meng didn't understand.

"Any questions?"

Hou Lanhou shook his head.

"That's a big problem. You're not a collector, so you don't understand the ins and outs of this. Collectors don't have similar collectibles. Even if they do, they're rare. Look at what's going on here. People who know you say you collect antiques, but those who don't know would think you're wholesale vases."

Su Meng's uncle said hurriedly.

"Meng Meng, what's going on? Where's Master Zhou?"

Su Meng finally reacted at this time.

"Li Yuan, go and invite Master Zhou over."

After a while, Master Zhou came.

Su Meng repeated what Marquis Paola said.

Master Zhou slapped his head.

"Yes, the same work. I thought it was a bit strange, boss. The grandfather and grandson are fake. They deliberately put on a show for us. Everything they showed was fake."

Su Meng's uncle asked hurriedly.

"What grandpa and grandson?"

Su Meng said.

"It's the little brother you introduced. He brought a man who said he was his grandfather. He came here to sell a lot of things, but it seems they were all fake."

Su Meng's uncle slapped himself in the face.

"Don't worry, let's wait. If they come, we'll arrest them first and get the money back. That's all I have."

Su Meng cried and shook her head.

"They probably won't come. They haven't been here for a long time. They probably moved to a new place and are afraid that we'll notice."

Hou Polan shook his head, not knowing what to say. He felt that he had no skills and the master he found was only a half-baked one. He deserved it.

Su Meng said hurriedly.

"My Lord, please help us look again. We still have some. Please help us pick out the real ones."

Seeing that they had been cheated, Hou Pao agreed.

"Okay, I'll be a good person today."

Su Meng quickly took out two hundred yuan.

"My Lord, please don't refuse to pay for the tea."

Hou Pao Lan took the money and twitched his hands.

"Okay, I'll be welcome then."

After saying this, Hou Paolao put the money into his pocket.