Chapter 1760 Another treasure is obtained
“Comrade Duan, Comrade Chu!”
Lao Yu soon caught up with Chu Heng and the others at the door, and apologized with a grimace: “You two You must not be as familiar as my old lady, she is just An illiterate little old lady who doesn’t know right from wrong.”
“Okay, okay, we don’t have time to get angry with an old lady. Go ahead and do whatever you want. We have to go home for dinner. ." Chu Heng pulled away his hand holding his arm with a slumped face.
Duan Fengchun's expression was not very good either. He looked at the apologetic Lao Yu indifferently and said: "Don't worry, Brother Yu, I'm not a petty person. Go back and ask your old lady to hand over the stolen goods and self-examination. That’s it, come back.”
"It's okay if you two don't get angry. It's okay if you don't get angry. I'll treat you two in Dong Laishun another day. Thank you both very much." Lao Yu repeatedly handed over his hands.
“Let’s talk about it, let’s go!”
Chu Heng waved his hand, turned around and left with Duan Fengchun. After he distanced himself from Lao Yu, he complained in a low voice: “ What nonsense do you think this is? You are a soldier and Aunt Yu is a thief. It would be okay if you saw this in private, but now there are so many people watching. , Can you pretend that you didn’t see it? If I had known it earlier, I would have ignored her!”
The corner of the eldest cousin’s beautiful mouth turned down slightly: “Come on, don’t mention it, it’s just an old lady, you can What do you expect her to know? Go back to eat quickly.”
“It’s just a white-eyed wolf!”
Chu Heng shook his head dissatisfied, and the two of them quickly entered the hospital and soon returned to the main room.
Ni Yinghong and others who were eating in the house were waiting to eat melon, so they couldn't help but ask about the situation, so when they learned what happened, they all became angry for a while.
“This Aunt Yu has never been a good person. She takes advantage of everything and suffers no loss for herself. She also loves to set up others!” Ni Yinghong curled her lips.
Qin Jingru nodded and continued: "Well, just last time, didn't Aunt Xu of the East Courtyard not lend her a bicycle? She turned around and said that she was having an affair with someone else. Later, people found out, and the two The clothes were torn apart after being beaten!"
"Oh, then she can't bear to hate Fengchun this time?" The deaf old lady frowned after hearing this.
"Dare! If she dares to arrange Feng Chun, I won't scold her to death!" Yang Guizhi sneered and patted the table, saying that when the Chu family moved to this alley, she had many quarrels with people, and most of them ended in victory, faintly It has already been revealed that she is the leader of the auntie circle in Banchang Hutong!
Chu Heng blinked and asked Qin Jingru with a gossipy face: "Hey, what's going on with tearing off clothes? Tell me in detail!"
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It's night, the stars are bright, and the cold wind is like a knife.
It’s past ten o’clock.
After having an in-depth exchange with his wife, Chu Heng came out of the house in a state of calmness, drove out of Banchang Hutong, and headed towards the scrapyard.
Same as the previous times, after leaving the city, he drove the car to a secluded place, put Volga away and took out a large truck full of goods, and then continued to set off, finally entering from the path behind the scrapyard internal.
Chu Heng had just driven the car to a stop outside the warehouse. Not long after arriving, Du San, who was chatting with someone in the room, heard the noise and hurriedly greeted the others and trotted out.
“Master Chu!”
“Master Chu!”
Amidst the greetings, Du San ran to Chu Heng, handed him a cigarette, looked at the things in the car, and asked: "Is it still all beef and mutton?"
"Not really, this I brought some rice and noodles back, and you asked Wan Xiaotian to come over and ask them to unload the things into the grain and oil warehouse," Chu Heng told him.
Du San immediately called someone and asked him to notify Wan Xiaotian, and then hurriedly said to Chu Heng: "Master Chu, it's cold outside, let's go inside and sit down."
"Let's go. ”
Chu Heng stepped forward to the butcher shop with him, and took out the bonuses of the more than 20 young men from his pocket and handed them to him: "This money is for those brothers who have helped in the past few days. You can hand it over later, two for each person." Ten dollars.”
"Okay!" Du San didn't refuse even a small amount of money. He took it and kicked it into his pocket. While joking, he and Chu Heng returned to the butcher shop.
A few days later, the butcher shop was still the same. Under the dim light, the counter was filled with beef and mutton that were as cold as stones. The ground was soaked in bright red blood, and the air There is a faint fishy smell floating in it, which is a bit unpleasant.
Chu Heng had long been accustomed to this. He came to sit down by the stove with a normal expression, stretched out his hand to light the fire, and asked Du San, who was busy making tea: "How is business recently?"
< br>"I'm still the same, I guess I hope I can sell more goods when the Chinese New Year is approaching in a few days." Du San put some tea leaves into the water cup that had been rinsed with hot water: "Your cultural relics store is doing good business this time. I heard from Master Zhang that I received it. A lot of good stuff.”
"It's normal. Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming in more than half a month, I want to make some money to spend a good year." Chu Heng was not surprised by this. He took the tea cup from Du San with a smile and sat with him. Chatting by the stove, when it was almost 11:30, Zhang Gian and the others arrived, and then he walked out of the butcher shop and went to the cultural relics store that had just opened.
Inside the house at the moment.
Er Xi was lighting the briquettes stove, and the air was smoky. Yan Muze and Zhang Yan were sitting behind the counter holding a teacup, chatting and laughing.
“Master Chu!”
As soon as Chu Heng came in, Erxi spotted him and hurriedly greeted him.
"Oh!" Chu Heng nodded to him with a smile and walked towards Yan Muze's position.
"You haven't been here for a while. What have you been busy with recently?" Zhang took a teacup from under the counter and placed it on the cabinet. He then picked up the big teapot on the cabinet and poured him a cup of tea.
"That matter about the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Chu Heng stopped in front of the counter, leaned against the counter, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and asked with a smile: "I heard from Du San that I have received a lot of good things recently. ?”
“Hey, you’re serious, you have a sip of tea first, and we’ll take you to see it later,” Yan Muze said with a beaming expression.
“Hey, look at your posture, you should have something good!” Seeing his expression, Chu Heng raised his eyebrows. He was no longer in the mood to drink tea, so he quickly put down the teacup: “Let’s go, let’s go, Stop drinking and go take a look at something first.”
Zhang laughed when he saw this: "Look at how anxious you are, let's go."
As he said that, he got up with Yan Muze, came out of the house with Chu Heng, and went to the warehouse behind the house where antiques were stored. Outside, he took out the key, opened the door, and walked in first.
"Click!"
Turn on the light, and an empty warehouse appeared in their eyes. Only a few shelves had items on them, and most of them were empty.
Although they collected a lot of things during this period, the warehouse was too big, so these few things seemed to be a drop in the bucket.
"It's over here."
Yan Muze pointed to a shelf at the door, stepped forward quickly, took down a scroll from the middle grid, and said with a smile: "Look at this first. We paid one hundred and fifty for it."
"Silk!" Chu Heng hurriedly took the crude-looking scroll and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The quality was at least from the Song Dynasty. Busy unfolded the scroll with the help of Zhang Yiyan.
This is a silk painting, which depicts a drunken official. Judging from the clothing, it should be from the Tang Dynasty. The bottom corners and other places are covered with the seals of many collectors, including Qianlong. Yes, when I looked at the signature, it turned out to be Wang Wei.
It is Wang Wei, the poet of the Tang Dynasty who wrote about the red beans growing in the southern country.
"Hiss!
Chu Heng took a breath of air and smiled so hard that his lips reached to his ears.