The Little Days of the Great Landlord

Chapter 22 Antiques
I bought a lot of things on this trip to Daji, and there was almost no room for people to sit in the car. In the end, I had no choice but to rearrange it.

Remove the sack from the tail of the car, take out some of the firewood inside, and put it on the tail of the car, put the baskets containing piglets and dogs, and the cardboard boxes containing chickens, ducks, and geese on top, and tie them with ropes .

The four girls sat in the middle of the car, and Yang Ming sat in the front and drove.

"Hi! Brother, do you sell this car?" Just as everyone paid the parking fee and was about to leave, a middle-aged man in a white T-shirt came up to him and said with a smile.

"You want to buy my car?" Yang Ming asked in surprise.

"1 yuan! How about it? It's hard to find such a retro car now!" said the middle-aged man. In fact, the middle-aged man didn't say a word: This kind of car will not fall down even if you drive it to Beijing. The portion, huanghuali, the whole car is full of huanghuali, nearly ten million.

"Sorry, we don't sell this car!" Sun Fangfang rushed to say at this time.

"Is it because you are not satisfied with the price? You offer a price, and I will never counter the price. I am from Beijing Film Studios. We are having a movie and we need such a car as a prop. Your car is the original Republic of China style. After making the props It can still be collected.”

"You really know how to joke, such an ugly thing, why do you keep it?" Sun Fangfang showed a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"..." The middle-aged man saw Sun Fangfang's smile, and he knew that it was impossible to buy this precious car at a cheap price today. No matter whether this woman understands woodwork or not, she is definitely a shrewd person anyway!He hurriedly laughed and said: "Look at what you said, those of us who make movies like to be arty, some collect calligraphy and paintings, some collect porcelain, and I like to collect old cars..."

"Are you from the hometown?" Sun Fangfang asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man was stunned, and then laughed awkwardly: "The girl also knows how to do it? She even knows the jargon, so let's not talk about anything else. How much do you plan to sell this car for?"

In the world of antiques, those great gods went to the countryside to buy antiques from fellow villagers. In the jargon, they called them trips to the countryside. Back then, the local tyrants were beaten to divide the land, and all the belongings of the landlords were distributed to the poor peasants. Many valuable things were scattered to the people in this way. The great gods in the antique world love to collect antiques in the countryside. The key is that the villagers don’t know the definition of antiques. Sometimes a piece of broken wood thrown in the yard may be made of huanghuali or mahogany. The great gods spend a few yuan If you buy it with money, you can sell it for hundreds of thousands.

"This car doesn't belong to me, it belongs to my brother's house. I can't be the master, and we don't know much about the value of this car. If you really want it, you can give us your contact number. We will Contact me later, if we want to sell it, we will consider you first..." Sun Fangfang said.

You can't be the master?Then what did you rush to interrupt just now?

"You big sister is refreshing, that's it..." The middle-aged man directly took out a business card from his pocket, then turned and left.

"Tao Yangdong..." Sun Fangfang took the business card and glanced at it, then handed it to Yang Ming, "This bastard, he belongs to the uncle generation, and he actually calls me big sister..."

"That's being polite. One time, an old man asked me for directions, and even called me Eldest Sister!" Aunt Liu said.

"How did you see that he was lying just now?" Wei Qingqing looked at Sun Fangfang and said.

"I didn't recognize it. I just tried it out and publicized his aunt's house, which was engaged in antiques. His aunt often went to the village..." Sun Fangfang said.

"Let's go, let's go back quickly, it's already noon, maybe Zhang Yang will be here by now." Yang Ming glanced at Tao Yangdong's business card, stuffed it into his pocket, and said.

So, Yang Ming drove the car and returned along the original road.

At 12:[-] noon, the group finally returned to Zhengjia Village. The car stopped in front of the gate. In front of Yang Ming's house, besides his truck, there was also a commercial vehicle parked.

"It must be Zhang Yang!" Sun Fangfang recognized the license plate number on the commercial vehicle, got out of the car, and said.

"The door is locked! He won't be waiting in the car, right?" Yang Ming also jumped out of the car and said while untying the rope to unload the goods.

"Cut! You underestimate him, he must have turned into the courtyard, maybe he is enjoying himself in the house now!" Wei Qingqing stretched her waist, slipped out of the car, and said.

"Qingqing, Fangfang, Yang Ming, our mother and I are going home first..." At this time, Aunt Liu also got out of the car with her daughter in her arms, and said.

"Why are you leaving? We have guests at home at noon, help us cook..." Wei Qingqing stepped forward and took Aunt Liu's hand and said.

Hearing what Wei Qingqing said, Mrs. Liu refused for some reason.

"Yes, Mrs. Liu, when I bought fish, I bought it according to Bao'er's taste. If Bao'er didn't come, I really lost my mind." Yang Ming said.

"Sister-in-law Liu, the guest today is my husband, you don't want to meet my husband, do you?" Sun Fangfang also said.

So, under the warm invitation of the three, and under the eager eyes of her daughter, Aunt Liu compromised...

Wei Qingqing took out the key and opened the fence door. At this moment, the middle door of the house opened. Zhang Yang grabbed a big peach in one hand and a piece of watermelon in the other, and walked out of the house with his mouth full. Yes, a black watermelon seed stuck to the corner of his mouth, and the juice dripped down his chin, he said vaguely: "I said, why did you go? Why did it take you so long to come back? I waited outside for three hours for you, It made me bald, I had no choice, so I climbed over the wall and came in by myself, let alone, there are so many good things in your house, I don't know which one to eat..."

Yang Ming and the others rolled their eyes when they heard Zhang Yang's words. Are you still bald?Just by the look of your pretty face, you can tell how moist you are.

"It's shameful! You won't swallow it? There are guests!" Sun Fangfang rolled her husband's eyes and said angrily.

"Oh, what kind of big girl is this?" Yang Ming's eyes lit up when he saw Sister-in-law Liu's mother and daughter.

"What big girl? It's called Mrs. Liu! Mrs. Liu is thirty years old, she is four years older than you! This little cutie is Zheng Baoer, she is Mrs. Liu's daughter, and she is ten years old this year..." Sun Fangfang took two steps forward, grabbing Grabbing Zhang Yang's arm, he pulled him to Aunt Liu, and introduced them to each other.

"Hello Mrs. Liu!" Zhang Yang stretched out his hand with a smile on his face, wanting to shake hands with Mrs. Liu. Mrs. Liu is a widow, how could she casually shake hands with a strange man?If this spreads, it will be impossible to be a human being in the village. Of course, this is not the main reason. The key is that this man smiles too badly, just like Grandma Wolf. Neither reached out nor squeaked.

"You are brave enough to show your wolf nature in front of your wife..." Yang Ming whispered in Wei Qingqing's ear.

"That is to say, your wolf figure won't show in front of your wife?" Wei Qingqing's tone was a bit hostile, and she glanced at her husband.

"...I didn't say anything..." Yang Ming quickly hid and unloaded the things he bought at the fair from the car.

"While staying there, I stared out my eyes when I rarely saw a beautiful woman..." Sun Fangfang patted his hand down angrily, and said to Sister Liu with a smile: "Sister Liu, don't be as knowledgeable as him, he is just such a stinky woman." Virtue..." Pulled him aside again: "Does my son miss me?"

"After thinking about it, I'm thinking about drinking two more bottles of milk every day..." Zhang Yang said.

"Is this still thinking? Your son is as heartless as you!" Sun Fangfang rolled her eyes.

"Oh! Brother Gan, what are you doing here? There are pigs and dogs, hehe, and poultry too! Is your car unique enough?" Zhang Yang quickly hid, and got together with Yang Ming.

"We're going to the big market, don't be dazed, help move it to the yard, you are a strong worker..." Yang Ming said.

"Success!" Zhang Yang saw the four clips with sharp eyes, "I'll help you carry this in..." He was about to walk into the courtyard.

"Get some fish and shrimp in the house, get a basin to soak in it, and stew the fish to eat later." Yang Ming handed Zhang Yang a few bags of fish and shrimp.

"What fish and shrimp to buy? At noon today, you can eat the fish and shrimp I caught. I brought a small jar and threw it into the creek at the end of your house. Let's get up in a while."

Small jar, in local dialect, refers to a small fishing tool, named for its resemblance to a jar. It is usually made of cold cloth used as a screen window. It is cylindrical in shape, with a rope tied at one end. There is a hole, the small hole is sunken inwards, throw a piece of steamed buns into the jar, pick up a place where there are a lot of fish and throw it into the water, tie the rope to the shore, the fish and shrimps will go into the jar to eat the steamed buns, and then think again. It’s impossible to come out, and there will be a lot of fish and shrimps in it for a few hours.

Easy to enter but difficult to exit is also one of the origins of the name 'Little Jar'.

ps: Ask for recommendation, ask for collection...

(End of this chapter)