People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

"You kid, just be content."

Xu Damao is gone.

I dare not say a word.

Afraid of being picked up again.

Ten catties is ten catties.

Better than nothing.

Sweet potatoes are definitely better than wild vegetables.

No matter how picky you are, you won't know how to flatter.

Hearing the sound of He Daqing going out and starting the motorcycle, Xu Damao was shocked.

What the hell?

Why is this old dog shaking?

Are the motorcycles on?

You know, there are not many cars in the entire rolling mill, and they were all eliminated from the battlefield a few years ago.

Leaning on crutches, he hopped to the door with a look of envy on his face, "Uncle! Your car is so majestic!"

"Where did it come from?"

He Daqing raised his chin and signaled the other party to look at the side of the truck.

Xu Damao looked over.

There is a row of white spray paint on it, and the words National Museum are written impressively.

He was even more puzzled.

What the hell is going on?

This surname is He, when did he get involved with other people's museums?

He drove out the motorcycle of his unit.

Is it appropriate to use the bus for private use?

Seeing Xu Damao's puzzled look, He Daqing specially explained, "I am good friends with Director Wang over there."

"There is something wrong with this car, take it out and fix it."

"By the way, let uncle drive it for a few days, to get rid of the handle addiction or something."

"Let's go."

Xu Damao snorted and watched He Daqing drive away on his motorcycle.

After thinking about it, it's not surprising.

This man surnamed He is indeed a member of the collection circle.

There seems to be nothing wrong with knowing the head of the museum.

Even if you find someone else's unit, it's useless.

The leaders nodded.

Who dares to object.

Xu Damao was jealous, but he couldn't do anything wrong.

If He Daqing dared to drive the car out of the rolling mill, he would definitely have to find a way to sue secretly.

Leaving Nanluoguxiang.

He Da is also idle when he is idle.

I simply went to the Philatelic Association to have a look.

Anyway, he's a member now.

However, it was deserted and clear, and there was no one at all.

After all, it's work time.

At present, there is no professional in stamp collecting, it is just a hobby.

He Da counted a cigarette.

No linger either.

He ran to the front gate again.

I found the Xueru silk and satin shop.

Chen Xueru was looking at the ledger, and her small abacus was clattering.

Feeling someone outside, she raised her eyes and was immediately amused, "Who am I talking about?"

"It turned out to be Uncle He."

"My dear guest."

"Why are you free to find me today?"

"Could it be that you want to ask me to practice cycling again?"

He Daqing chuckled, "Why practice that thing?"

"Don't you want to practice something else?"

"Uncle recently made some friends in Liyuan."

"Changed to singing."

Chen Xueru was curious, "Do you still have this hobby?"

"What play?"

He Daqing replied, "Three plum blossoms."

"Go."

"Your old friend, He Erqing is waiting." Chen Xueru snorted.

heart said.

It's old fashioned.

What do you think of others.

Bullying others every now and then.

However, she dared not refuse.

He just said, "It was agreed beforehand."

"After we're done."

"You must get your godson something to eat."

"Hou Kui yelled that he hadn't eaten meat for a while."

He Daqing snapped his fingers, "This is simple."

"Before, Jingru made some dumplings stuffed with mutton."

"Uncle will bring you a hundred."

Chen Xueru was immediately happy.

One hundred mutton dumplings.

This is too extravagant at the moment.

I can't eat such a good meal during Chinese New Year.

She smiled and said, "If you had said so earlier, I would sing with you until dawn."

After dressing up a bit, Chen Xueru left with He Daqing.

06:30 in the evening.

He Daqing returned to the courtyard.

For some reason, Ding Qiunan hasn't arrived yet.

It was Su Meng's uncle Liu Jinming who came.

Uncle Su Meng was all smiles, and he was carrying a bag, as if he had gained a lot.

Seeing He Daqing, Uncle Su Meng took the initiative to say, "Brother He, I received a good thing today."

"Too rare."

"Please give me a palm eye."

He Daqing nodded and said, "No problem, let's talk about it in the room."

The two entered the house.

Qin Jingru was already busy in the kitchen.

Uncle Su Meng opened the thing.

He Daqing took a look.

Good guy!It turned out to be a cassock.

This is unpopular in the collection circle.

There are not many people who have studied this.

Uncle Su Meng said, "The seller told me that this is a yellow satin cassock from the late Qing Dynasty."

"Old objects inherited from the ancestors."

"I asked for 200 yuan."

"Do you think it's worth the price?"

He Daqing took a closer look. …

This thing has lost the luster of the past, and it looks like a carpet that has not been washed for many years, dirty.

I touched it with my hands.

He Daqing is excited.

I go!This thing is not easy!

Looks like there are layers.

This reminded him of the legendary story of picking up leaks among the inheritance he had obtained.

One day in later generations, a young collector spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy a cassock that failed to be auctioned.

After returning, the young man took apart the cassock out of curiosity.

Unexpectedly, there is actually a gold-colored Jiangsi Dharani Sutra quilt hidden inside.

After identification, it was used for funeral sacrifices by the Qing emperors, empresses, and the royal family, and ordinary people would never see it.

Later, at the auction a few years later, the Jiangsi Dharani Sutra, which was rediscovered, was sold for a sky-high price of 7200 million.

Is there such a coincidence?

He Daqing thought about it.

Not surprisingly.

In the TV series, before Uncle Su Meng fled to Xiangjiang, he didn't explain much, so he should be regarded as a nobody.

Even if he likes antiques, he doesn't have so much money to buy them.

However, after meeting He Daqing, Uncle Su Meng took a lot of commissions alone.

Taking the opportunity, it seems normal to buy this cassock.

It means that good things are delivered to your door.