Siheyuan: I am the neighbor of Silly Zhu

Chapter 695

"Why are not you talking."

Seeing Qin Huairu's eyes, Mrs. Zhang knew that this girl might be reconciling with her again, so she quickly said, "I just care about it, after all, is it for this family?"

"understood."

Qin Huairu said lightly.

If you don't fight for these three days and go to the house to expose the tiles, maybe the Zhang family can't tell the big and small kings.

If it weren't for Qin Huairu, how could she have a good life now, she doesn't eat corn bread, and every day is either white flour steamed buns or fine noodles.

Under the imperial city.

Even the capitalist Lou's family probably doesn't have such a luxury.

But she still dares to prick her hair here.

Looking at the window in the backyard, she happened to be able to see Xu Dongqing's door. Unfortunately, with the closed door, she didn't know if Xu Dongqing was at home.

Originally, he wanted Xu Dongqing to comfort him.

Now it can only be counted.

Night falls.

Qin Huairu, who had originally planned to sleep, saw Old Wang holding a box in his hand through the window, and quietly walked into the backyard.

Box!

It was also wrapped in black cloth, which looked more professional at first glance, unlike those in Liu Haizhong who went to find antiques with a sack.

antique!

fragile!

It's not well preserved, even if they didn't discover it at the beginning?

dong dong~
Xu Dongqing, who was watching TV, looked up at the window. It was the old Wang's head with an anxious expression on his face.

open the door!
"Old Wangtou, you are really in a hurry."

Xu Dongqing looked at the old Wangtou holding a box wrapped in cloth in his hand, and wanted to see those antique dealers in TV dramas with a silver dollar in their pockets.

The package in the hand is worth thousands of dollars.

"in a hurry."

The old Wangtou gave a helpless wry smile.

I also understood what Xu Dongqing meant, he just didn't want to owe favors, not to mention that this time, he also took a big risk.

Before that time.

Basically, he just wanted to be a local mouse, and in the end someone else made the move, that is, he found a middleman, but this time, because everyone lived in a courtyard.

It doesn't matter so much.

Put the black cloth-wrapped box on the coffee table, open the outermost black cloth, and inside is a long and narrow wooden box, which looks like calligraphy and painting.

Xu Dongqing frowned.

"This is calligraphy and painting."

At Xu Dongqing's request, Lao Wangtou directly opened the wooden box, and a picture scroll that was somewhat incomplete was taken out. It was said to be incomplete, but in fact it was corroded in some places.

But generally still very good.

The two opened it carefully.

Xu Dongqing was a little surprised. "This is the authentic work of Tang Bohu - the picture of the tiger descending the mountain."

Even though Xu Dongqing was somewhat prepared, he was still a little scared. If he waited for decades to be auctioned, he would underestimate this painting if he didn't come to Tang Chen's first-class house.

"know."

Although the old Wangtou was a local mouse before, he understood the value of some items under the influence of his ears and eyes. Otherwise, it would not be possible to walk so steadily all the way.

"do not know."

Xu Dongqing shook her head.

He doesn't know how to appreciate pictures, he just knows how to read characters, not to mention if all the paintings that come out of the hands of a local mouse like Old Wangtou are fake.

That other person.

He didn't think much about it.

He doesn't have the knowledge of Han Chunming, and he doesn't have a good master like Admiral Jiumen, so he can only rely on knowing people, if he catches someone who knows how to do it.

Then Xu Dongqing can still be a collector.

Of course this is very rare.

After all, not everyone has such knowledge.

You must also know how to repay your kindness.

"Satisfied?" The old Wang didn't hesitate. Over the years, although he was a bit of a local rat occasionally, he had been to many places.

But this thing is simply not worth the price.

this year.

After all, having enough to eat is the only way out, and now no one cares about these poems, calligraphy and paintings, blue and white porcelain, ironware, at most it is a few dollars.

Just think about it.

Over the years, this is the most expensive painting he has sold.

200 yuan!
Of course, he also wanted to give Xu Dongqing a little more, but it wasn't because he didn't have any other good things at hand, unless he was going to be a local mouse.

But now.

How can he have this time.

"satisfy."

"Old Wangtou, then we've got both money and goods. If you still have such good things in the future, come to me directly, and the price is still the same."

Xu Dongqing bewitched.

This is to lure it with profit.

When Old Wang found out that the things in his hands were so valuable, in the future, thinking about those antiques that were sold as garbage, he would definitely regret it.

If there is something good in the future, I will send it back to myself without any effort.

Weird.

Thousands of dollars to buy horse bones.

That's the truth.

"Thank you very much. I will definitely send you some good things in the future." Old Wangtou waved his hand and left directly. This is also the biggest business that Old Wangtou has ever done.

prior to.

Forget the past.

If you know that Xu Dongqing is so rich and you still like to collect these old objects, then you must empty Xu Dongqing's pockets.

The old king sighed dejectedly.

It seems to be looking for a way, or looking for some people, and looking for some old things.

At that time, he may still be able to become a millionaire.

Looking at the changes in Jia's family, he has also seen it all. From a family that everyone helped out in the past, it has now become the object of everyone's envy.

And all this.

It was Xu Dongqing who brought them a change.

He also saw all this.

If there is something better, he will change too.

Life continues.

The old Wang looked at Qin Huairu's graceful figure, and when he turned off the lights and went to sleep, he envied Xu Dongqing more and more in his heart, why didn't he want to.

Xu Dongqing watched the old Wangtou's back, and knew that the old Wangtou was tempted, so the next thing would depend on time.

One day.

He still came back again and again.

As for the authentic painting of Tang Bohu, he put it directly into the tasteless space. If this good thing is placed outside, it will be seen by interested people, or it will be accidentally torn apart by a brat.

Then he didn't cry and faint in the toilet.

Into the tasteless space, even if someone comes to trouble him in the future, it will end without a problem in the end.

When it was daylight.

Xu Dongqing was still sleeping, but Qin Huairu quietly pushed the door open, looking at the sleeping Xu Dongqing, couldn't help wanting to have a big fight.

But in the end I chose to give up.

In broad daylight, the old man in the front yard had already come out to clear the snow.

The same is true for the second and third uncles, talking and laughing looking at the scene outside, and the third uncle also peeps at Qin Huairu in Xu Dongqing's house from time to time.

Want to have a catch game.

But in the end, he held back and didn't make a move. How could it be so ridiculous in broad daylight? If he was looking for trouble for Xu Dongqing.

Caught words.

I'm afraid that what greeted him was also a thunderbolt, and he didn't know how big the loss would be.

(End of this chapter)