59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Xu Damao, where did you make your fortune?" Jia Zhang was taking care of the winter wheat she had planted in the central courtyard. When she saw Xu Damao coming in with a big bun on his back, she couldn't help but ask another question.

"I would like to be rich, but I am not destined to be rich."

Xu Damao replied.

I felt particularly worried when I thought about having to earn money to buy antiques and medicine in the future.

He is quite courageous, but not too courageous either!

It’s only one or two dollars now, but if it accumulates, once you are caught, if the transaction amount exceeds ten dollars, it will be enough to be sentenced.

If the amount reaches more than 30 yuan and you meet a judge who does not abide by the law, you might end up in jail for the rest of your life.

"So what's in your bag?"

Jia Zhang revealed her true colors, and this was the question she wanted to ask.

"What's it got to do with you?" Xu Damao was very sensitive and immediately retorted.

He felt a little guilty and his pace immediately quickened.

Qin Huairu, who was cooking, glanced at Xu Damao and felt a little strange.

This guy was like his wife had died a few days ago, half-dead. Sometimes he even stood guard at the door in the middle of the night, making her scared to go to the toilet. Why is he suddenly in such a good mood today?

A group of residents of Compound No. 95, who had no kitchen and could only cook lunch in the yard, looked at Xu Damao with different expressions.

"Isn't it food?"

"How is that possible? Xu Damao is not the kid next door named Chen who can catch fish from the water and rabbits from the mountain every day."

"Do you think the baby in Widow Meng's belly is really his?"

"Nonsense, didn't you hear from the experts at the affiliated hospital that he is now nine thousand years old?"

Xu Damao returned home, opened the lock of the box with his key, and put the things in the bag into it.

Widow Meng and her daughter are both at home. After Widow Meng confirmed her pregnancy, she has been resting and taking care of the baby.

Xu Damao didn't even dare to look for the money he lost secretly.

Meng Xiaoxing was very curious when she saw him carrying a bag, so she ran in to take a peek. When she discovered that it contained some small gadgets, she immediately lost interest.

She was uneducated and didn't know it was an antique.

Unlike Cheng Jianjun who later followed Zhengyangmen and learned the techniques of making and selling fake antiques.

But Meng Xiaoxing was smart. Seeing that her stepfather locked the things in the box, she guessed that the things must be worth some money.

"Dad, what are these things for?"

In the past, Xu Damao would have ignored Widow Meng and the other three.

But now the other girl is pregnant with his child, no matter how bad he is, he will not go against his son, so he has to endure it!

"Don't touch these things. They belong to my friend. Keep them at home for now."

"If one of them is missing, our family will have to pay for it!"

Xu Damao was really worried that the three of them would sell the things, for example, to the Liulichang state-owned institution.

He looked at Meng Xiaoxing deliberately and gave her a serious warning.

Meng Xiaozao is relatively obedient, but this stepdaughter is very restless.

In the past, he had often used the names of his neighbor and Han Chunming to build relationships, but after being teased by Chen Feng several times, he now focused on trying to please He Yushui, another "rich woman" in the yard.

But He Yushui was smart and didn't play with her at all.

"There are a lot of these junks in the countryside. Who wants them?"

Xu Damao said sternly: "I'm not kidding you. If you touch my lock, don't even think about me buying meat for you."

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoxing immediately behaved herself.

Eating meat and wearing new clothes are her lifeblood.

Every pinch is accurate.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Guan Yushan moved back.

So Chen Feng only made one roast duck at noon, and divided the remaining roast duck into two. He gave one to Lao Guan, who was his antique teacher after all, and had given him a lot of good things recently, and one to Hou Polan.

The gold that the old man gave him during the Spring Festival really gave him a big surprise.

Even though Hou Polan and Guan Yushan, the two sworn enemies, usually eat steamed buns, they are both very proud and arrogant.

Such people must be shown due respect.

So after having lunch early, he took the roast duck and took Chen Li to visit Guan Yushan.

We have already eaten at Shan, but when I saw the roast duck and a bottle of Xinghuacun, I felt hungry again!

"Cut me a pound and heat it up. I haven't tasted roast duck in a few years."

Chen Feng was just about to give him some of it, but Guan Laokou changed his mind again.

"One pound is too much. Just cut me a piece."

Is it necessary to cut a piece?

Chen Feng glanced at the old man. Was he trying to make fun of him?

Guan Yushan saw Chen Li also looking at the roast duck and said with a smile: "Take down the duck legs and two pieces of meat, don't heat them up to avoid wasting coal."

Sure, this old guy is really stingy!

When Chen Feng thought of the antiques the old man gave him, he felt that he needed to be nicer to him in the future and absolutely could not let these things be trampled upon in Guan Xiaoguan's hands.

Tear off a duck wing, then a duck leg, and take out a bag of fried peanuts.

He picked up a glass and poured a few glasses of wine.

"Teacher, are you sure you want to eat one bite?"

Guan Shan picked up the duck leg and gave it to Chen Li, then he picked up the duck wing and put it to his nose to smell it.

"The smell is a bit worse, not as good as Tian Wenkuan's."

Tian Wenkuan is the fourth-generation roast duck chef of Quanjude. He is usually in the main store, while his disciples are in charge of the chef at the Wangfujing branch.

Chen Feng didn't expect that the mountain nose was so sensitive that even the main and branch could smell it. Was it Lai Fu who was possessed?

Regarding Shan, he didn’t eat it directly, but took a sip of Xinghua Village wine first.

"The wine is good. It still has the same original recipe and the same familiar taste."

Chen Feng looked at him again.

"Would you like some?" Guan Shan took a sip happily, and then said in a "falsely" polite manner.

"Come on, I drink soda."

Chen Feng put the cap back on the bottle to prevent the smell of alcohol from disappearing.

Guan Shan slowly finished eating the duck wings, then drank a little wine and ate them with peanuts.

Judging from his speed, he could probably finish the whole afternoon.

After Chen Li finished eating the duck legs, she couldn't stay any longer.

The first most common thing about the mountain is antiques, the second most common thing is books, but there are very few things that children like.

"Xiao Feng, go to the back. There is a stool in the house behind this room. It is used by children to sit and play. Take it out and give it to Xiao Lili."

About Shan threw the key to him and asked him to find it himself.

Chen Feng had no choice but to go into the house and look for the stool that Guan Shan mentioned.

He was actually quite curious about this locked house.

This is a warehouse, with antique shelves on both sides filled with knickknacks, and cabinets, tables, and stools stacked together in the middle.

The only aisle left was in the middle, which could only be passed by leaning sideways.

"Hehe, big pot, you can't find me."

Chen Li likes this kind of small space, which is most suitable for playing hide-and-seek.

"Uh-huh, I can't find you."

Chen Feng responded casually, his eyes already fascinated by the antiques in this room.

Especially the jade ornaments, seals, calligraphy and paintings on the antique display cabinet. There are so many of them that a private museum can definitely be set up there in the future.

"Teacher, your family business is too rich!"

Guan Yushan, who was eating peanuts and drinking Fenjiu outside, glanced at the house and continued drinking his wine.

Chen Feng searched for a few minutes but couldn't find the stool that Guan Shan mentioned "for the children to sit and play".

"Teacher, are you sure you are in this room?"

"Here I am!"

Just when he was distractedly asking about the mountain, Chen Li quietly crawled into a "black hole".

"Cauldron, come find me."