Nostalgia: Starting from the Siheyuan

Chapter 212
"Don't underestimate these old gadgets. In a few decades, if you take out any one, it will be something that people outside can scramble for. Any one can be exchanged for several houses, so that our children can live comfortably. Baby." Silly Zhu also found a way out for himself.

There is no way, if you say something, you can preserve the value.

Or appreciation!
Apart from the house, there are only these prosperous antiques left.

Gold in troubled times can appreciate in value even in prosperous times.

But compared to the sky-high price of antiques, they are still of low value.

Xu Huizhen stared at Sha Zhu in surprise.

"Brother, although I'm not smart, I'm not stupid either. Are these useless gadgets really worth so much? I remember how many of these gadgets were smashed back then."

Uh!
Silly for a moment, some don't know what to say.

Every era has its own characteristics. In this era, these things really haven't played their value.

Only after the flourishing age begins, will it gradually become valuable.

That's why at this time, you can buy a bunch of old things for just a few dollars. After all, most people don't have this concept in their hearts.

They all feel that there are some useless decorations.

Some people feel it is a bit of an eyesore.

Or just forget it in a certain corner, or just throw it away, if someone is willing to take it, it can naturally be sold.

(Thinking back in the past, when he was young, he had a lot of old coins in his hand, but he didn't know where to throw them, so regretful, otherwise)

"Wait and see..." Silly Zhu didn't know how to explain.

But in this forty-nine city, these are the most indispensable things.

The people here will only fall into madness when the value really rises, but at that time, there will be Cheng Jianjun, a master counterfeiter, among them.

But made a lot of money.

It can be said that getting rich overnight is not an exaggeration.

Although he was not as good as Han Chunming, he still made a lot of money.

"Dad, you should give me a word. Silly Zhu is not willing, who do you want to be the chef." Cheng Jianjun walked in the alley, and he also complained in his heart.

Things were getting to the bottom of his throat. The day after tomorrow would be his big wedding, and he couldn't even handle a single cook, which made him a little unhappy.

"What's the rush, isn't there another day? You think hiring a cook doesn't cost money, and he's a good cook. You think you can get away with just a casual meal. You know that before Sha Zhu made his fortune, How much does it cost to cook for people?"

Cheng Jianjun was a little puzzled.

Could it be that the water inside is also deep?

"One piece, I work hard for a month and it's only about [-] yuan. In addition to the serious job in the steel factory, Sha Zhu has also taken on a lot of private jobs outside. It can be said that he has the best life. a group of people."

Ah!
"Such a ghost, that silly Zhu should have been very rich before, why did he give me the impression that he was a ragged cotton jacket, worn for three years and three years, and three years of sewing and mending." Cheng Jianjun was a little unconvinced.

Cheng Jianjun's father looked around and saw that there was no one around. He whispered, "That's because he was a fool before, and he was deceived by a widow. Otherwise, how could the reputation of being a fool spread."

"Silly Zhu, he still has time like this." Cheng Jianjun suddenly became interested.

Want to hear more.

Unfortunately, there is no follow-up.

"Dad, you are talking, why did you only say half of what you said?" Cheng Jianjun was a little unhappy.

"Where is the future? Isn't it just being cheated for a few years, then awakening, and then making a fortune, so what can I say."

"Dad, it's too simple for you, there is no more explosive news." Cheng Jianjun looked disbelieving, if he hadn't experienced major changes.

In the eyes of Cheng Jianjun, the plot of the prodigal son's return is not exchanged for gold. This kind of storyline only exists in TV dramas and novels.

In reality, where will it be staged!
"No more, what else is there to say? That pretty widow lives in the same courtyard as Sha Zhu in the yard next door. Unfortunately, the people are not so popular, and they only use Sha Zhu as a withdrawal." Now that Sha Zhu has moved out, their lives have fallen to the bottom, and that’s it, what else can there be?”

Cheng Jianjun's father looked disdainful.

Off topic.

"Do you have a clue in your heart? Who do you turn to for the cook? If you find an ordinary cook, I won't do it." Cheng Jianjun jumped a little.

"What's the rush, Nan Yi, I've also heard that the chef of the steel factory in the suburbs is also a good cook, but his asking price is relatively high."

Some hesitation!

"Dad, I don't care. In my life, if this wedding is not held, how can I be a man?" Cheng Jianjun was a little bit reluctant.

"You, I owe you. Do you know the price of Nanyi?"

"I don't know, isn't it because of you?" Cheng Jianjun smiled apologetically.

"Nanyi, if you don't have two yuan, don't expect him to do it for you."

"Why, didn't you say that Shazhu only took a piece of money before?" Cheng Jianjun's face was distressed.

Two yuan, his salary for two days, was earned away in just a short while.

"That's why I agree with you, see if I can discuss with Shazhu and ask him to make a banquet for you."

"Why, is it okay for Nanyi's cooking skills to be fooled by Silly Zhu?"

"That's not the case. It's half a catty. Nanyi's life is not as good as that of Shazhu. Under him, there are four children who are waiting to be fed. How can we not ask for more."

"Ah, four." Cheng Jianjun was a little impressed.

"Don't get it wrong. There is only one who is your own. She was born not long ago, and now is in urgent need of money. I'll see if I can bargain."

Uh!
"Nanyi won't give Shazhu a glance, he was deceived by the widow." Cheng Jianjun had a gloating expression on his face.

"No, who knows, maybe they did it voluntarily?"

Who can say clearly about these things, they returned to the yard without knowing it.

Looking at Xing Chunming's house, the lights were brightly lit.

Cheng Jianjun stood cautiously at the window, looking at Han Chunming who was counting the money, feeling tired for a while.

"This guy, when did he become so rich?" Cheng Jianjun was very upset.

Mimi quietly returned to her house.

"Son, there was a dark shadow outside the window just now, did you see it?" Mother Han pushed open the door and saw a pile of change in Han Chunming's hand.

Some worried.

"Where did you get so much money, you won't do anything illegal."

"Mom, it's possible. I earned it. Don't tell your elder brother or elder sister."

Han Chunming said in a low voice.

"You, first tell me where the money came from." Han Mu didn't believe it.

"Part of it is that Taozi and I opened a small restaurant, and part of it is from brother Zhuzi's place." Han Chunming explained.

"Brother Zhuzi?" Mother Han asked with a question mark on her face.

"It's He Yuzhu, that He Yuzhu who was treated as a fool by the neighbors."

"He million."

　The update is complete, continue tomorrow!Because I still have to go to work, the update time is not stable, please forgive me
　　
　
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