Chapter 92 Panic
After Chu Heng and Na Qingyuan walked into the study, they were not in a hurry to tell them their reasons for coming. Instead, they chatted happily with the old man for a long time.
It wasn’t until the pot of tea was finished that he tentatively took out Yongzheng’s small underglaze red bowl with three fruit patterns from his bag, pretending to be unsure, and asked the old man: "Master, please tell me whether this small bowl is from Yongzheng. I'm a little unsure."
For this acting skill, he should at least be given the Golden Rooster Award.
"Let me take a look." As soon as he heard that it was from the third generation of the Qing Dynasty, Qingyuan immediately became interested. After he put the small bowl on the table, he rolled up his sleeves and took it over to look at it. After a few glances, the old man put the small bowl back and looked at him in surprise: "I said, did you buy this small bowl at a commission store?"
"Six cents." Chu Heng calmly raised his palm and made a sign of six. Although his eyes were fixed on the small bowl on the table, he was always paying attention to the old man's expression from the corner of his eye. Whenever the old man showed a little greed, If they get along with each other in the future, they will have to be more careful.
But Qingyuan had no intention of coveting his things, but he was a little jealous of him. The old man touched the small bowl and said sourly: "This small bowl with three fruit patterns is Anyone with a bit of skill can see a serious open-door object, but why the hell did you tell me that it’s not accurate? You were the one who found this treasure out of rags, so why bother trying to reason about it?"
"It's all luck," Chu Heng said with a slight smile on his face. He looked extremely surprised, put away the small bowl with a smile on his face, and chatted enthusiastically with the old man about the strange things before the founding of the People's Republic of China.
The atmosphere was a bit more harmonious than before.
After chatting like this for more than ten minutes, someone knocked on the door of the house again. "Dong-dong" several thick muffled sounds echoed in the empty courtyard, melodious and empty, although the sound was not loud. , but everyone in the courtyard can hear it clearly.
"What's going on today? My friends are coming one after another." Qingyuan, who was in the middle of a conversation, reluctantly put down the tea cup he just picked up, got up and left the study.
Not long after the meeting, he brought back a well-dressed rich old man. This man Chu Heng also knew was the old man who wanted to blackmail him in the pigeon market!
When the old man saw the handsome Chu Heng sitting in the room, he was dumbfounded. The smile on his face suddenly froze. It was so ugly.
From the day he was touched by Chu Heng at the door of his house, he warned himself not to go to this man again in his life if necessary.
Who would have thought that he was just visiting an old friend, how could he meet this evil star?
I went out to read the almanac!
Chu Heng also bared his teeth, sighing in his heart that the world is still really small. Unexpectedly, after wandering around, he met this old guy again!
It’s really not like enemies never get together!
Naturally, Qingyuan didn’t know about the bad blood between the two of them, but he happily introduced it to Chu Heng: “Xiao Chu, this is Yan Muze, Master Yan. His ancestor is Master Beile of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. A noble descendant of Erba Jing, and he is also a well-known treasure king in the circle. He has a treasure hidden in his hand. There are a lot of good things.”
Chu Heng was very considerate of the old man, and politely bowed his hands to Mr. Yan, and said with a smile: “It turns out to be Mr. Yan, I’m glad to meet you. , if there is a chance in the future, please let us see your hidden treasure.”
"You can't be a master, just call me Lao Yan." Yan Muze smiled stiffly and clasped his fists in return. As for the next sentence, he pretended not to have heard it.
In his eyes, Chu Heng was a gangster. How could he let this guy see his most cherished treasures?
If you make others jealous, won’t you bring disaster to yourself!
But sometimes things always backfire. He doesn't want to mention this matter, but his old friend Na Qingyuan next to him wants to give him a long face and sells him out with his old mouth.
After the three of them sat down, the old man took out the rare collections in Yan Muze's hands one by one as if they were treasures.
Bronze plates from the Xia and Shang Dynasties, ancient jades and swords from the Warring States Period, lacquerware from the Han Dynasty, tricolor paintings from the Tang Dynasty, and Ge kilns from the Song Dynasty. Every time the old man mentioned something, Yan Muze's face darkened, and he wanted to carry it away in the end. Give this old scammer the bench and tell him to shut up like crazy.
Chu Heng's reaction was completely different. This guy's eyes were blue, and his attitude towards old man Yan also changed 180 degrees. He was handing cigarettes and pouring tea. He also proposed to make an appointment with the old man tomorrow to look at the collection.
The old man was so frightened that he broke out in sweat. He made a random excuse and left in a hurry. He has to go back and hide his treasures!
This makes Chu Heng so angry. I even poured tea and water for you regardless of past grudges, and you, an old guy, even took it from me!
Why haven’t you watched it yet?
No matter how good your baby is, you may be smashed to pieces by someone at any time, and you can’t even replace it with a popsicle!
After such a fuss, Chu Heng had nothing to talk about sex. He chatted dryly with the old man for a while and then stood up to leave.
I went back to the grain store and was busy for a while, and played a few games of chess with Old Man Lian. It was soon time to get off work.
Miss Xiao Ni has her own bicycle, so she naturally doesn’t need Chu Heng to give it to her. The young couple waved reluctantly at the door of the store, and then one walked eastward and the other rode westward, each going back to his own place. 's home.
There is a bit of a feeling of separation between labor and swallows.
After Chu Heng returned home, he first turned up the stove, and then took the time to sweep the floor and wipe the house.
Ni Yinghong will take her sister-in-law to make clothes later, so she must tidy up properly so that no one can laugh at her.
After all the busy work, by the time he cleaned everything inside and outside the house, it was almost half past five.
Chu Heng touched his stomach and felt a little hungry. It was already this time, and he was too lazy to cook fresh food. He directly took out the white rice and dry pot chicken that had been stored in the warehouse and put them on the table. The bowls and chopsticks are ready to eat.
The fragrant and spicy chicken made him sweat profusely.
When he was halfway through eating, Miss Ni came over with her sister-in-law on her back.
As soon as she came in, the sister-in-law looked around the two rooms and sighed with envy: "Xiao Chu, you are so big!"
"It's okay."< br>
Chu Heng smiled modestly and quickly picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for his sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, please sit down. It's very cold today. Drink some water to warm yourself up. Have you eaten?"< br>
"Yinghong and I both ate here. You can eat yours quickly. You don't have to worry about your family."
The sister-in-law sat down with a smile, glanced at his food, and swallowed secretly. , and quickly took out a small cloth from the big bag he brought Putting the bag on the table: "My sister sent some black fungus some time ago. My sister-in-law knows that you like to eat them, so she brought them for you." It’s not easy to use other people’s things, so I specially brought some gifts.
(End of this chapter)