Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

The man left Chen Yang's shop and went directly to a secluded small noodle shop on the street. After entering, he found a middle-aged man with a goatee sitting in the corner, "Uncle, I won't accept it."

"No? Why?" The middle-aged man with the goatee touched his goatee lightly and couldn't help but wonder, "Does he think it's fake?"

The man shook his head, "No, he didn't say it was fake, he just said he wouldn't accept it."

When Goatee heard this, he touched his goatee and glanced at the man, "What did you say? Learn it from me exactly."

The man learned what he just said from Goatee exactly. When he heard the man said it was from the Han Dynasty, Goatee was stunned. "How did you say it was from the Han Dynasty? Didn't I tell you about the Western Zhou Dynasty!"

"Western Zhou Dynasty?" The man scratched his head and looked through his hat, "Ah, why do I remember it was the Western Han Dynasty? I think there is no difference between the Western Han Dynasty and the Han Dynasty, so I just said Han Dynasty!"

I... Goatee raised his hand angrily and hit the man's hat, muttering something at him. If it weren't for the object that was just thrown out in his hand, he wouldn't have come looking for his stupid nephew! I was afraid that he would be exposed when I went to an antique store, so I went to a pawn shop, but he made such a joke.

"What are you thinking about every day? I asked you to learn it twice and you still can't remember it. Was there a Bronze Lord in the Han Dynasty?" Goatee complained, "Go on, what else is there to say next!"

It doesn't really matter if the Western Zhou Dynasty and Han Dynasty got it wrong, because the objects are real after all. To my death, I thought that this kid was an uneducated idiot who came out to exchange money for things collected by the old man at home. He would never refuse to accept them. What else did he say wrong?

"I didn't say anything else." The man looked up at his uncle, "I just said it was passed down from the family. I lost money and secretly took out the things at home to exchange for money..."

"You...sigh!" Goatee completely understood now. He sighed helplessly and shook his head beside him.

"You, you are not qualified for this business. I told you that your old man collected it. You lost the money and secretly exchanged it for money. Why didn't you just follow what I told you!"

"Isn't it true that antiques are more trustworthy if they are passed down from ancestors?" The man looked at his goatee and said seriously, "Isn't it more true to say this?"

It has been passed down from your ancestors to your uncle! If you take this item out, anyone with a discerning eye will know that it is a fake. Your family is passing things down from ancestral graves! Also, even if it’s not a fake product, who has the ancestral Bronze Lord?

Come on, this house is considered useless. It seems that I have to find one in Jiangcheng. The nights are long and the dreams are many, so hurry up and leave!

"Okay, okay, pack your things and leave quickly," Goatee gestured to the man and said, "Hurry up and find a house, sell the items, and let's go back!"

Just as Goatee was about to stand up, the man reached for the plastic bag placed on the chair. I don't know how, but the plastic bag made a cut. As soon as the man picked it up, the carton inside fell down. Bronze Jue directly It fell to the ground, and Jiligulu rolled to the side.

The man hurriedly got up to pick it up. Just when he was about to touch the Bronze Lord, the object was picked up by someone. The man looked up and saw two people standing in front of him. A tall man, well-dressed, with a bag under his arm and a big gold chain around his neck. The gold chain was almost as thick as his little finger. He was holding a bronze jue and looking at him with a smile; the other one was looking at him with a smile. A little shorter, well-dressed, with shiny leather shoes, holding a mobile phone in his hand, and an obvious scar on his face.

Zhenfeng, Scar!

"Yours?" Zhenfeng asked the man with a smile, holding the Bronze Jue in his hand.

The man nodded, "Thank you, brother!" After saying that, the man reached out to pick it up, but Zhenfeng took the Bronze Jue back, smiled and slapped the man's hand down, "Find someone who can make the decision, come over and have a chat. "

The demolition project of the ferry station is basically coming to an end, and the next step is construction. Zhenfeng hardly needs to worry about it, so he has more free time. Today, Zhenfeng and I walked around on the street, and I just came back to think about it. It’s been a long time since I’ve had fried noodles from this restaurant, so the two of them came over to eat fried noodles.

Zhenfeng has a good habit, that is, as long as he is in the hotel and not in a private room, he knows the chat content of all the diners in the hotel. He didn't listen on purpose, but these things just stuck into his ears. It happened that Zhenfeng heard the conversation between Goatee and the man. Knowing that they had old objects in their hands, it was not easy to hear the meaning, so he I thought about it.

The man with the goatee also saw it and hurriedly came over with a smile, "Brother, are you interested?"

Zhenfeng nodded, then reached out to take the paper box from the man's hand, packed the Bronze Jue into a bag, and put it next to him, "Let's chat."

Goatee looked around and saw that he had already passed the meal. There was no one in the restaurant now, so he came closer to Zhenfeng and smiled, "Brother, you have good eyesight. This is a serious good thing. Now you can find it in the market." Can’t even find it…”

Zhenfeng raised his hand to stop his goatee, saying that it goes without saying that the object understood it, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped the two of them.

"I have a lot of things at home, and I have bought them from home in the past two years." Zhenfeng lit a cigarette, then generously threw the cigarette case on the table, indicating to the two of them to hold it and smoke, "What Kangxi Blue and white, Qianlong's fighting colors, this calligraphy and painting, that calligraphy, I will tell you one thing, you have never seen that thing before!"

Zhenfeng pretended to understand very well. I stayed in Chen Yang's shop. Although I couldn't read, I could still understand, "Have you seen the cloisonné enamel Domu pot from the Kangxi reign?"

Domu pot? Goatee was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Although he had never seen the object, he had heard of the name, so Weiwei shook his head. Zhenfeng started talking and gesticulating, and told Goatee about the Domu Pot. This was the thing that impressed him most. Because of its strange shape, he asked Chen Yang to tell him about it.

"So, you don't have to tell me what's going on with your object," Zhenfeng smiled and glanced at the goatee after saying that, "Let's talk about the price directly."

"Brother, feel free!" Goatee's face suddenly became happy when he heard what Zhenfeng said. He moved closer to Zhenfeng and lowered his voice, "Brother, you are a knowledgeable person. How about this number?" As he spoke, his goatee was under the table and he stretched out a palm.

Zhenfeng glanced at it, how much is this? Fifty thousand, five thousand or five yuan! And what kind of object is this? I don’t know you, so don’t buy it expensively!

Although he didn't know Bronze Jue, Zhenfeng still had a way. He could not say the name of the object and just use the object instead. Anyway, Boss Song and Boss Chen always said, "This object, that object", I guess people in the industry Nor does it directly name the object.

Zhenfeng took a puff of cigarette, frowned slightly, and shook his head slightly, "I can consider this number."

Zhenfeng didn't even reach out, but directly pressed his thumb and index finger down. You say five, I say three. As for how many, I won't have the final say at that time!

Looking at the figures given by Zhenfeng, Goatee lowered his head and thought for a moment. Thirty thousand yuan for such a good item is indeed a bit too little. However, for this kind of fake product, the sooner you sell it, the better. Sometimes you can keep it in hand. The longer you stay and the more people know about it, the more likely it is that things will go wrong.

Thinking of this, Goatee nodded, "Okay, big brother, I think you are also a person who loves this object, so I will do as you say."

"Okay, then come back with me to get the money!" Zhenfeng said and handed the object in his hand to Scar.

"Ah, I have to go back with you!" Goatee hesitated a little. What if he went to a place with someone and they didn't pay him and left his belongings?

"That's what you said," Zhenfeng grinned, "Who would bring so much money when they go out? If you don't come back with me to get it, I don't have that much money on me!"

"Can we wait here for you?" the man next to him asked Zhenfeng.

"Hmph," Zhenfeng sneered, "Are you waiting for me here? What if I go to withdraw the money and you sell the items later, wouldn't my trip be in vain?"

"You just follow me, you collect the money when I get there, and the items belong to me. How simple!"

Seeing that Goatee was still hesitating, Zhenfeng reached out and took the object from Scar's hand, directly into Goatee's arms, "You take the object, take my car, we go to the bank, take out the money, and trade in the car. What are you worried about?"

Hearing that he was going to the bank to withdraw money, Goatee felt relieved. He nodded with a smile and followed Zhenfeng into the car. Zhenfeng started the car, then smiled knowingly with Scar who was sitting in the passenger seat, and drove the car towards his old house.

Zhenfeng's car was driving very fast, and his goatee felt something was wrong in the car. Why was the car driving farther and farther, and he didn't stop even though he passed several banks, and he kept driving forward. Something was wrong!

"Brother, where are we driving?" Goatee asked Zhenfeng with a smile from behind.

Zhenfeng smiled secretly, "Just sit still and wait until I get home to get my bankbook. There is a bank just across the road from my house." As he spoke, Zhenfeng stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped quickly on the road. .

When he arrived at Zhenfeng's old house, Goatee immediately knew something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn around and run away, Zhenfeng grabbed him and said, "It's not that easy to leave!"

"If you're not honest, I'll let you go back to grandma's house right away, and I'll even save you the ticket!"

He hurriedly got on the quilt and put something on his head. Goatee's body trembled, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face, "Brother, I gave you the item, can you let me go?"

"You want to do it..." Walking in the alley, the man saw that his uncle was being treated, and he reached out to touch his lower back. At this time, a chill came on his neck.

"Go forward, I'll show you the blood before you talk nonsense!" Scar's dagger was already pressed against the man's neck, and he touched the guy from the man's back, "Fuck you, Mongolian shaver, you're cruel, let's go! "

The two of them were escorted by Zhenfeng and Dao Scar to Zhenfeng's old house. Ever since Chen Yang gave himself money to buy a new house, Zhenfeng hadn't cleaned up the old house. The house was in a mess and full of things. dust. Pushing the two people into the room, Zhenfeng snatched the objects from Goatee's arms.

"Where did it come from? Tell the truth!"

Seeing Zhenfeng pointing at himself, Goatee was trembling with fear. He only said that he dug it out when digging the ground and wanted to exchange it for two coins in the city.

Zhenfeng glanced at him and probably understood. It would be strange if this was dug out of the ground. When he told Boss Song, Boss Song said that some people specialize in digging graves. No need to ask, this Whose grave was it dug out from?

Zhenfeng weighed the Bronze Jue in his hand, then took out three thousand yuan from his bag and threw it in front of Goatee, "Here, don't say I got your item in vain." As he spoke, Zhenfeng put the item on Goatee Hu waved it in front of his face and said, "You know how you got this thing. Either take the money and leave, or I will take you to the police station. You can choose one yourself."

"I understand, I understand," Goatee looked at the money thrown in front of him and was slightly surprised. Then a smile hurriedly appeared on his face, "Brother, I'm leaving Jiangcheng right now. That's fun!" After saying that, he was still smiling. Chao Zhenfeng gave a thumbs up, then stood up to greet his nephew and leave quickly.

"Wait a minute!" Scar stopped the man with a dagger, reached out and pulled off his hat, revealing a bald head. Scar couldn't help but sneer, and raised the man's chin with the dagger, "Boy, you are very cruel!"

"Take Mongolian to shave, shave your head, you are a master of society!"

"No, no," the man shook his head crazily, "Brother, I have been bald since childhood, so I can only shave my head!"

"grass!"

Chen Yang told a few people in detail about the fake goods. It is best not to accept such items. It would be better if they were acquaintances and old friends. Like the man just now, it looked like he had been dug out of someone else's grave, so you don't want them. If you know where he comes from and report him to the Public Security Bureau, you will be in trouble.

While they were talking, Zhenfeng and Scar walked in happily. As soon as they entered the room, Zhenfeng smiled and said to Chen Yang, "Boss Chen, I got you a good thing!"

As he spoke, he signaled Scar to place the Bronze Lord who was holding the pillow in front of Chen Yang. Chen Yang opened the pillow and was stunned when he saw the Bronze Lord inside.

Damn it, it's back!