Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

late at night.

Li Baohong's home.

"Dad, why do I feel... there's something strange about this?" Li Gang frowned.

"Of course it's weird, you believe what they say." Li Yu curled her lips and said, "The village chief and the clerk slept in the same bed. If the clerk was really engaged, given the village chief's personality, he would never do that."

"Then what do you think is their relationship?" Li Baohong asked in a deep voice.

"It's probably 'The goddess has feelings, but the king has no intention'..." Li Yu sighed.

"What do you mean?"

Li Gang didn't understand.

"The first half of Wang Wenshu's words is true. Our village chief is most likely her mother's subordinate. But the second half is false. Wenshu probably likes the village chief." Li Yun rolled his eyes.

"You like the village chief? How can you tell?" Li Gang asked in surprise.

"Stupid."

Li Baohong said helplessly, "If the clerk had no interest in the village chief, why would she accompany the village chief to guard the stove in the middle of the night? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for her to sleep alone?"

"I know the village chief well. He is a man of his word. Although he and his wife have only obtained a certificate, they will not have anything to do with the clerk."

"He doesn't even know when he can go back, so what is he worried about?" Li Gang sighed, "Look at the educated youth in Xiahe Village. They have been here for three years... They have wives and children. It doesn't matter whether they go back or not."

"Well."

Li Baohong and others looked at him in surprise.

"No, what are you looking at me for?"

Li Gang shrank his neck.

"What do you think of the village chief?" Li Baohong asked in a deep voice.

"What else can we do? He is a very capable person." Li Gang curled his lips and said, "He is a serious college student... He has been a minister before he was 20 years old. He can get along well in Beijing, let alone here."

"Come to think of it... Yan Qing is also twenty years old, right?" Li Baohong said dimly.

"Yan Qing?"

Li Gang was shocked when he heard this. "Dad, Yan Qing is beautiful, but her father is a reactionary. You want to give her to the village chief. Isn't this harming people?"

"What do you want to give to the village chief?"

Li Yu chuckled and said, "Who would dare to marry Yan Qing? Letting her serve tea and water to the village chief is like finding a home for her... If she gives birth to a child for the village chief, the village chief will stay here."

"This……"

Li Yun hesitated a little, "The village chief has a strong character, he probably won't give in."

"I told him he would give in."

Li Baohong squinted and said, "The village chief values ​​friendship. Even though his father-in-law treated him like this, he didn't do anything... If he can get Yan Qing to the city, that's his ability. But if he can't, then she'll have a child here."

"He can't leave."

Li Yun smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, if he knew about our scheme against him, we would be in trouble."

"How did you talk?"

Li Yu said dissatisfiedly, "We see Yan Qing is alone and has a hard life...so let's find her a job and calculate the work points for her."

"Tsk."

Li Gang smacked his lips, thinking about how to inform Zhao Xiyan.

"Li Gang, if you dare to say that, I will fucking kill you." Li Baohong said murderously.

"I... I'm not familiar with Zhao Xiyan, why should I tell him this?" Li Gang pretended to be calm.

"Don't I know your little tricks?" Li Baohong said disdainfully, "Anyway, this matter... Zhao Xiyan can handle it himself. If he is lucky and Yan Qing doesn't have a child, then taking Yan Qing away will be considered as me taking care of the villagers."

……

If Zhao Xiyan knew what they were thinking, he should have rushed in with a gun in hand.

These beasts didn't set their sights on Wang Yinuo, but instead set their sights on him.

The next day.

noon.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Xiyan knocked on the stove.

"Ouch."

Li Keliang was the first to exclaim.

Those porcelains were placed on iron shelves. They came in all kinds of colors, such as sky blue, bean green, and light green. Their shapes were extremely exquisite, and their glaze colors fit well. They were the best Ru porcelains he had ever seen.

Zhao Xiyan walked forward and reached out to touch it.

He threw away five or six of the more than twenty pieces of Ru porcelain in an instant, and they fell to the side and broke into pieces.

"Village chief, please don't throw this thing away. It's so beautiful. It would be great if we could exchange it for some money." Li Baohong said with concern.

"Don't ruin my reputation."

Zhao Xiyan glanced at him and threw away more than ten pieces, leaving only four fine pieces.

They are a wide-mouthed bowl, a gall-shaped vase, a flower-mouthed saucer and a lotus-shaped bowl. However, these things still look a bit new and don't look like antiques.

He got a few cloth bags, put the things in them, then yawned.

"Village chief, work cannot be rushed. How about... eat first and then take a nap after dinner." Li Yun said with a smile on his face.

"Row."

Zhao Xiyan nodded wearily and then went into the office.

Everyone looked at him, then looked at the broken porcelain, and sighed.

That night.

Wang Yinuo was sleeping, but Zhao Xiyan had already gotten up.

He went to the next office and started working on the fire.

Making things look old is the most critical part of the counterfeiting industry.

There were quite a few bottles and jars in front of Zhao Xiyan. These potions were all mixed by him, specially for making them look old.

Wang Yinuo was standing at the door with his clothes on.

"Actually, there's no need to rush this matter."

"Well, why are you up?"

Zhao Xiyan smiled and said, "Since you've done it, then do it well... Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep peacefully."

"Hey."

Wang Yinuo walked in and sat by the fire.

Zhao Xiyan was still busy. After all, making money was not an easy thing.

When Wang Yinuo woke up, he was already lying on the bed.

There was still no sign of Zhao Xiyan by her side, so she hurriedly got up and looked for him.

meeting room.

"what is this?"

Zhao Xiyan placed the wide-mouthed bowl on the table and looked at Wang Liu and Zhang Qiang.

"A Northern Song Dynasty Tianqing wide-mouthed bowl." Zhang Qiang said firmly, "It is so well preserved, with just a little bit of glaze peeling off. It is probably collected and preserved by a noble family..."

"You said."

After Zhao Xiyan threw a cigarette to Zhang Qiang, he looked at Wang Liu.

"Village chief, I have to give it a try." Wang Liu said seriously.

"can."

Zhao Xiyan handed him the bowl.

Wang Liu read it over and over again, muttering to himself.

"How strange! It's so well preserved. Logically, it's impossible... Could it be that there's really an important person in the village?"

The reason why Ru Kiln is precious is that it only existed for twenty years.

Therefore, all those that have been passed down are exquisite works.

"Tell me, is this true or false?" Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"it is true."

Wang Liu said seriously, "Village Chief, if it was preserved by a noble family, there should be more than this one, right?"

"Of course more than that."

Zhao Xiyan lifted the white cloth covering the side.

Zhang Qiang and Wang Liu's eyes widened immediately.

These three pieces of Ru porcelain are all top-notch. There is no problem in selling them at a few thousand US dollars each. If they are sold as a set, the price may be negotiable.