Chapter 368 Take a look
Under Chu Heng’s gaze, Zhang hurriedly came to the door of the trust store with his head lowered. He didn’t even look at the person blocking the door. He turned around and was about to push. Go in through the door.
“Master Zhang.”
Chu Heng quickly called him out, his eyes a little complicated.
This long-lost greeting made Zhang stunned for a moment. He stopped and looked back curiously. When he saw that the person calling him was actually Chu Heng, Erwuyan, he laughed happily: " Why did you come here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his face showed a look of surprise. He pointed to the inside of the store and said with a smile: "I'm here to pick up something missing again."
"Oh, I have nothing to do, so come and take a look." Chu Heng laughed at this Nodding, looking at his thin face He paused for a moment and then said: "What's wrong with you?"
"You're not talking nonsense. Look at my clothes, how else can I be wrong?" Zhang glanced at him and tugged on his clothes. clothes, with a self-deprecating smile on his face : "I no longer work in a cultural relics store. I work in a recycling station instead. Isn't it appropriate to wear leaves like this?"
"Hey, instead of collecting cultural relics, you collect rags."
< br>Chu Heng raised his eyebrows , his mind instantly recalled the man named Han who made his fortune collecting rags when he was watching TV series in his previous life, so he said: "This is a good job for you. With your ability, you have to knock down a lot of good things, right?"
"Hey, you even know this? It's a good thing you don't have hair, otherwise you would have to climb a tree! You are really a monkey." Zhang was amused at first glance, and immediately clamped the thing he was holding on his left arm Under the nest, he used his free right hand to rub his fingers at him and said with a smile: "Come and smoke, why haven't we seen each other for several months? I don't have any eyesight at all." Are you scared by your appearance?" Chu Heng smiled and took out a cigarette, handed him one, and asked enthusiastically: "Master Zhang, tell me, did you get anything good from collecting the rags? "Object?"
"Are you afraid that others won't hear you?" Zhang rolled his eyes at him, took a puff of cigarette, and walked away from the store door to the corner.
Chu Heng quickly followed after seeing this.
The two of them came to a deserted place. Zhang glanced at Chu Heng before stopping. He looked at Chu Heng with a smile. After his eyes flickered for a few times, he said in a seductive tone: "There must be good things. And there are many young and old. The Dragon Pei of the Warring States Period was sold to me as glass. The three-legged tripods from the Shang Dynasty all had inscriptions on them. I collected them at scrap copper prices. There was also the landscape painting by Wang Mengxi from the Song Dynasty. I collected it together with old newspapers. Let me tell you this, if I couldn’t collect them in one day If you add ten things, then I’ll do it for nothing!”
Oh my god!
You make more money than me!
Chu Heng felt sore immediately. He couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that he had to wake up in the middle of the night to deliver food to Yan Muze, but in the end he didn't earn as much as others collecting rags.
Who is the protagonist?
He was babbling and asked greedily: "Master Zhang, can you take me to your place for a cuddle?"
"Want to see it?" Zhang Yi grinned, stretched out his hand to pat his shriveled belly, and said, "Master Zhang, I just had a bite of steamed buns this morning, and now my belly can beat a drum, and I can't walk anymore." . ”
“Yes, there is a restaurant ahead. I’ll treat you to a meal.” The best thing about Chu Heng now is the money and the ticket. Without saying a word, he took Zhang and walked away. A state-owned hotel in the area.
When they arrived at the place, the two of them chose a secluded corner to sit down under the equal treatment of the waiter.
Zhang didn't even look polite to him. He opened his mouth and ordered four meat dishes, as if he was a grudge. However, he only ordered a glass of white wine.
While waiting for the food to be served, Chu Heng couldn't help but glance at Zhang who was drinking boiled water and asked: "Hey, Master Zhang, please tell me, do you accept this paragraph?" What’s wrong?”
"There are too many to finish in a short while. After dinner, you can just sit back and read." Zhang glanced at him and waved his hand, then he picked up the cigarette on the table and lit one. And conveniently put the lighter in front of him.
"That's okay." Chu Heng also picked up the cigarette and lit it, put the lighter into his pocket, and then pointed at Zhang Yi and curiously asked: "Master Zhang, you are not Without a job, why are you in such a miserable state?"
"Hey." Zhang took a breath and said helplessly: "I have loved old things since I was a child, for these reasons. I don't care if I don't eat or drink the stuff. The items I collected must be disposed of as junk if they are sent back to the station. How can I watch them waste things? I can only keep them in my own hands. I'll pay for it out of my own pocket."
"Then you really are like this!"
Chu Heng rolled his eyes and gave him a thumbs up. This guy definitely has a fetish!
For the sake of something, you have turned yourself into a beggar. Isn’t this sick?
No matter how much you like it, you have to eat it first!
Then Chu Heng chatted with Zhang Yi again about antique knowledge, and they did not end the conversation until the food was served.
It’s not that I don’t want to talk, it’s that I can’t talk anymore.
Good guy, Zhang looks like he hasn't eaten in a few lifetimes. As soon as the food is served, he throws away his chopsticks and starts eating. There is no food in his mouth, so how can he have time to chat with him?
"Slow down, don't choke again."
After eating a few chopsticks, Chu Heng silently put down the tableware, took out a cigarette and lit one, quietly Sitting on the bench, I watched Zhang wolfing down his food.
After a while, Zhang Yan finally finished eating.
Four dishes, two steamed buns, and a glass of white wine were all wiped out by him.
Even the oil stars on the plate were licked!
“Comfortable!”
Zhang Yiyan patted his bulging belly with a satisfied look on his face, and said happily while holding a cigarette in his mouth: “I ate so much last time, I don’t even remember anything. It's time."
"You didn't do it yourself. If you collect less, you won't be so hungry." Chu Heng said with a smile.
“You don’t understand.”
Zhang shook his head at first glance, stood up slowly, and said, "Let's go, let's show you something."
"Okay."
Chu Heng, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, hurried Get up and follow.
Shaoqing, the two of them returned to the door of the trust store, retrieved Chu Heng's bicycle, and headed towards Zhang Yi's home together.
More than ten minutes later, they arrived outside the door of a small courtyard.
Taking out the key and opening the door to enter the courtyard, Zhang led Chu Heng directly to the east wing.
Chu Heng thought he would see a house full of antique calligraphy and paintings, but when he entered the house, he saw that it was all bare.
Except for a few pieces of bulky old furniture, he didn't see even a scrap of paper.
Just when Chu Heng wanted to ask Zhang Yiyi what he was trying to do, Zhang Yiyi suddenly walked to the bedside, turned around and greeted him: "I've eaten too much and can't use up my strength. Come here to help me." Hand, help me move the bed."
Is there a secret room?
Chu Heng suddenly became angry and hurriedly stepped forward, working together with him to pull the bed out from the corner, revealing the bluestone floor under the bed.
And
(End of this chapter)