Chapter 954 Unless I die


Chapter 954 Unless I die

“Oh, there’s really no place to buy it.”

Chu Heng put his hand on the vase with a look of regret, picked it up and looked at it carefully After a while, there was a white background, blue flowers, and a fierce underglaze red dragon on its belly. There were six underglaze red peonies of different sizes around the bottle.

The signature is at the bottom, and there are a few small characters written in the eighth year of the Yuan Dynasty.

Serious door opening object!

Chu Heng stared at the bottle and narrowed his eyes.

Beihe is really full of treasures!

“Tsk, what a pity.”

After looking at it for a while, he put the vase back as if reluctant to leave it, shook his head and sighed: “My wife will definitely like this vase, if she can buy it The couple will definitely be very happy when they go back."

The old man paused when he looked at him like this. Then he started to think about it and asked tentatively: "Young man, if you really like it, why don't you just buy this vase from me? Don't look at the age of this thing. In fact, our family has never used it very much. It’s been sitting around the house collecting dust since I bought it, and it’s almost the same as a new one.”

As he said that, the old man picked up a vase, bumped it in his hand, and said, "Look, see if there is any bump."

Looking at the vase being tossed up and down in the old man's hand , Chu Hengxin raised his voice and hurriedly stretched out his hand He took it over, looked at it pretentiously, and then said hesitantly: "Come on, it's a bit old. Who can make me like it? You can give me a price."

He really wanted to after hearing this. After buying this pair of broken porcelain vases, the old man immediately beamed, and then With a shrewd look on his face, he said: "I'm not fooling around with you. A new vase like this costs at least five yuan in a department store. This pair of mine is old, so just give me three yuan."

"It's done."

Chu Heng is afraid of the night Chang Mengduo quickly took out a wad of money from his pocket, ordered three yuan to him, and then took the other vase from the car, holding one in each hand, and said with a smile: "We have both money and goods." , I got this vase.”

"It's yours, it's yours." The old man bared his teeth and counted the money, feeling that he had made a lot of money again.

At this moment, several young men walked out of the courtyard. After they put the things in their hands on the car, a strong young man with a simple and honest face curiously looked at the smooth and smooth clothes in his eyes. Chu Heng said to the old man with a naive smile: "Uncle, everything is packed."

"Let's go then, uncle, please go to a restaurant."

The old man smiled and put the three dollars into his pocket, planning to use the money to treat his eldest nephew to dinner. Then he took out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket, handed it to Chu Heng, and said : "Come on, young man, take this. The courtyard door and the keys to my houses are all here."

"Okay."

Chu Heng carefully put down a vase in his hand, reached out to take the key, and put it casually into his trouser pocket.

"Then I'll leave first. If you need anything in the future, just ask my eldest nephew. He lives in the next courtyard." The old man warned again, and then he and several young men pushed the cart and left.

"Slow down."

Chu Heng smiled and waved, picked up the porcelain bottle on the ground and walked into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he quickly closed the door and put a bunch of porcelain bottles in his hands into the warehouse. Chu Heng walked into the south room of the east wing.

The room was still the same, empty, dusty, and not even a hair on the ground.

Time was running out, so Chu Heng entered the room and started working.

Because food is to be stored in this house, moisture-proofing and rodent-proofing must be done well.

I saw him take out a roll of tarpaulin from the warehouse and spread a layer on the floor of the house to isolate the moisture under the ground.

Then he found a large bag of rat poison one by one, took out a bag of corn noodles, then took out a large basin, poured the corn noodles and rat medicine into it, and then stirred it with some water. The rod noodles coated with rat poison were evenly spread on the tarpaulin.

After everything was done, he took out thick wooden boards from the warehouse and spread several low shelves on the ground from south to north, only about palm height above the ground.

By doing this, he can strengthen moisture-proofing and separate the rat poison from the grain to prevent penetration. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

After setting up the shelf, Chu Heng began to put food on the shelf. With a wave of his hand, bags of repackaged stick noodles appeared out of thin air and landed steadily on the shelf. It filled the entire room. "We can clear up a lot of space this time." Looking at the full room, Chu Heng clapped his hands with satisfaction, closed the door and locked it, then went to the north room of the east wing.

After making the preliminary preparations as usual, he put a roomful of fine grains inside, half of which were rice and half of white flour.

In an instant, a large area was freed up in his warehouse, which could hold a lot of things!

After locking the north room, Chu Heng turned around and went to the south room in the west wing.

This time he did not lay a tarpaulin or put out rat poison, but took out jars of vegetable oil and put them into the house.

At this point, Chu Heng has finally finished distributing the goods. He estimates that he will not need to come to the big city again before the year.

“It’s done.”

Chu Heng came out of the house satisfied, and after locking the door, he walked to the door, took off the latch, and then went to the main house to rest for a while.

From the morning until now, he has only rested at Jiang Zhuolin's place for a while. Even though he has a male waist, he can't stand it anymore.

The old man kept the main room very clean, leaving not even a scrap of cloth. Chu Heng came to the empty wooden bed, waved his hand and took out a set of bedding, spread it on it, and then lay down in his clothes.

In just a moment, the sound of snoring was heard in the room.

He slept until after five o'clock, and did not wake up until Wan Xiaotian and others came over.

"Oh, this yard is nice!"

"It's quite spacious!"

"It really costs 100 yuan to rent?"

"It's really cheap. If this is In Sijiucheng, you can’t do it without two hundred!”

“Shit, at most one hundred and fifty.”

Hearing the noise outside, Chu Heng sat up in a daze. He was stunned for a few seconds before he regained consciousness, put on his shoes and came out of the house.

“You motherfucker!”

A little angry, he poked at the door with a sullen face, glanced at the dusty Wan Xiaotian and his group of more than a dozen people, and ordered: “Hurry up and go Clean up the house and take a rest. I will take you to the Pigeon Market in the evening. "

"Oh!"

A group of people immediately dispersed and occupied the room.

Wan Xiaotian was not in a hurry to go. He was the boss and could get a good position no matter what. He ran up to Chu Heng and asked: "Master Chu, what should we do tonight?"
< br>"Follow me." Chu Heng yawned lazily, took out the key and went to the room where the fine grains were stored.

When he unlocked the door and led Wan Xiaotian in, the boy was dumbfounded.

"These and this...are all grains?" Wan Xiaotian patted a grain bag on his body in shock, his hands covered with a layer of snow-white flour.

"This house is made of fine grains, rice and white flour are half the same, the house next door is made of stick noodles, and the house opposite is made of oil." After Chu Heng told him the situation, he handed over the key and warned: " Remember, no one can leave this yard in the future, and you must keep an eye on me at all times to ensure that no one discovers you.”

"That's not possible! I'll seal the window later. Unless I get the key, no one can come in!" Wan Xiaotian looked at the food in the house with a solemn expression.

This thing is wealth, but it is also a bomb. If someone really discovers it, ten of his heads will not be enough to drop it!

(End of this chapter)

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