Leisurely monastic life

Chapter 25

Teacher Cheng Yulian asked Zhao Pingshui to ask for leave with a sad face and went home.Zhao Pingshui always felt a little weird about today's matter.How could Teacher Cheng Yulian wash her hair in the room?And also soaked himself completely?Could it be that some brat is making a name for himself?But it's impossible to get famous in Cheng Yulian's room?Zhao Pingshui glanced at Teacher Cheng Yulian's room.The door of the room was closed tightly, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

If Teacher Cheng Yulian went back to the room to take a look, she would definitely be stunned. A large group of sparrows came in from the roof and competed for drinking water. Dozens of sparrows drank the water on the ground in a short time. .Then, by the way, bombed some piss in Teacher Cheng Yulian's room.Unfortunately, Luo Tianwang's homework book was also bombed, it's true: one drink and one peck, could it be predetermined.

Luo Tianwang drew a random character in his homework that day, and after a few days, he had long forgotten about it.When I got the homework book back, I just threw it at home. When I opened the homework book, I found that there was a bird's poop in it. Naturally, I thought it was done by the guy who was always making trouble by my side.Almost threw the wronged guy into the sky and fell to his death.

After the bird was thrown into the sky, it made a free fall, and when it was about to touch the ground, it glides beautifully, drawing a series of water halos on the pond, and then flew back to Luo Tianwang, chirping. Luo Tianwang was playing a game with him.

Luo Tianwang thought to himself: You shit and pee on my homework, and you still want me to talk to you?
He also ignored the chattering guy, and only wanted to do teacher Cheng Yulian's homework well.But Mr. Zhao Pingshui still didn't do his Chinese homework.Because Mr. Zhao Pingshui didn't say he would tell the parents.

Luo Baolin rummaged around at home, as if looking for something.

"Oh, I remember I still have a bowl at home. I don't know where I put it." Luo Baolin was still talking to himself while rummaging through things.

"Grandpa, what are you looking for?" Luo Tianwang asked a little puzzled, is there any treasure hidden in the house?
Luo Baolin asked, "Tianwang, did you go out to play with the bowl at home?"

"Why do I take the bowl? I don't want to beg for food." Actually, Luo Tianwang didn't remember if he had done a family job with the friends in the yard before and took the bowl out from home?
"You really didn't take it?" Luo Baolin asked.

"Grandpa, what are you looking for bowls for? There are so many bowls at home, why don't you just take a few?" Luo Tianwang asked puzzled.

"What's the use of those bowls? They can't be sold for money." Luo Baolin muttered.

"For money?" Luo Tianwang's eyes lit up immediately.

"Ma Maocai Ma cadres brought a few people from the city to collect old bowls. Why are old bowls worth more than new ones? It's really strange. Your grandpa Guangfu's house found two old bowls, and the collector gave 100 yuan directly. .An old bowl is worth fifty. This is enough to buy a dozen bowls." Luo Baolin said.

"Worth the old bowl? Could it be a treasure?" Luo Tianwang also felt strange.

"Then who knows, anyway, these people will collect big money and everything except bowls. They all want to buy an exquisite bed from your grandpa Changping's house. But your grandpa Changping refuses to sell it. He said it was passed down from the ancestors. It can attract money. Those city people offered 1000 yuan, but they refused to sell it." Luo Baolin said enviously.

"It's not Habao (Habao, idiot), if you pay such a high price, you will definitely be able to sell it at a higher price in the city. Didn't my dad say it? Chili peppers in the city are sold for a few yuan a catty , we only sell it for a few cents here." Luo Tianwang said casually.

"Huh? If they took our things and spent 100 yuan, wouldn't they be able to sell them for hundreds of dollars?" Luo Baolin felt that what his grandson said made sense.

"He sold it for [-] yuan, but he won't tell you." Luo Tianwang said.

"No, I have to go and tell Guangfu. Don't sell it casually, it's only over 1000 yuan. I'm afraid it might be sold for [-] yuan in the city." Luo Baolin didn't bother looking for old bowls.Hastily walked outside.

Many people surrounded Luo Guangfu's house.Luo Guangfu's house has an exquisite bed, Luo Tianwang has seen it before, and there are many flowers carved on it, which is very beautiful.Luo Guangfu's family is also very precious, and they talk a lot when they touch it, it is like a treasure.

I heard that Luo Guangfu's family used to be a landlord, but before liberation, the family was ruined and there was only one bed left.That's good. After liberation, they were classified as poor peasants.Otherwise, it would be their family that was criticized in Hemawan.

"Old man, I'll give you 3000 yuan for this wooden bed, which is already very high. You can buy a cow for 3000 yuan. Are you still not satisfied?" The strange man was about forty years old, wearing clean clothes, feet He was wearing shiny leather shoes and was holding a mobile phone with a very short antenna in his hand.There is also a black leather bag under the armpit on the other side.It was stuffed inside.Just now I bought things from the villagers and took out the money from it, and the money inside was all bundled.There are several more.People in Hemawan seldom see such bundles of one-hundred-yuan bills.All eyes were rounded.

"This bed is not for sale. I told you that it was left by our ancestors. It has been passed down for several generations, and this bed is the only way to carry on the family line." Luo Guangfu's brothers and sisters were born on this bed, Luo Guangfu's three cubs The three daughters were also born on this bed.Luo Guangfu heard that his father was also born on this bed.Luo Guangfu thought that if he died in the future, this bed could be transferred to Da Zai.No matter how much money is sold, if it is divided and used, it will be gone, but the bed is always here.This bed is not simple, I don't know that Lao Luo has used it for many years, and there is not even a bug hole on it.Colors haven't changed much either.But 3000 yuan is not a small amount, Luo Guangfu hesitated for a long time, but still shook his head.

"You old man, young people who will sleep on this kind of old-fashioned bed will sleep on Simmons from now on." Ma Maocai frowned and said.

"Yes. Uncle Guangfu, you can sell it for 3000 yuan. If it weren't for Boss Zhou, who would be willing to pay such a high price for a bed from you?" Liu Songlan even helped to persuade him.

"You all said that young people don't sleep in this kind of old-fashioned bed anymore, so why did the boss buy this one that week?" Luo Guangfu asked back.

The middle-aged man from the city was named Zhou Qinghu. After hearing what Luo Guangfu said, he smiled: "I like this kind of old-fashioned furniture better. Otherwise, I will add another 2000 yuan for a total of 5000 yuan. If you sell it Just sell it, or don’t sell it.”

5000 yuan!Luo Guangfu only felt that his breathing became short of breath.Now that He Mawan goes out to work, he may not be able to earn 5000 yuan in one year.

"How? If you sell it, I'll pay right away. If you don't sell it, I'll leave." Zhou Qinghu winked at Ma Maocai, and then he was about to go out the door.

"Uncle Guangfu, we can sell it. It's 5000 yuan." Ma Maocai said.

Luo Guangfu was also a little tempted, and a few hundred yuan would be enough to buy a new bed.A few thousand yuan is not a small amount.Just as Luo Guangfu was about to agree, Luo Baolin walked in.

"Brother Baolin, Boss Zhou has offered you 5000 yuan. What do you think?" Luo Guangfu pulled Luo Baolin aside.

"Guangfu, do you think the people in Hemawan can do better, or the people in the city can do better?" Luo Baolin asked.

Luo Guangfu smiled and said, "Of course the people in the city are capable. (Capable means cunning here)."

"The big boss in the city will do business at a loss? Tianwang told me just now that we can't sell the peppers in Hemawan for a dime a catty, but they sell for a few yuan a catty in the city. Do you know yours? How much can the Linglong bed be sold in the city?" Luo Baolin asked.

Luo Guangfu shook his head, and immediately understood what Luo Baolin meant: "Then I still won't sell it."

(End of this chapter)