Happy Life in Siheyuan

Chapter 307
"Third brother, please worry about it, this is the final payment, please order!"

Han Chunming stuffed the business license, official seal, financial seal and other things into the kraft paper bag with a satisfied face, then took out 200 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Song San's eyes lit up, he quickly reached out to take the money, and then nodded it again in front of Han Chunming, looking very bright.

Soon after counting the money, he said with a warm smile, "Mr. Han will get rich in the future, so don't forget to take care of your buddy!"

"With your auspicious words, don't tell me, I have something to trouble you now."

Han Chunming said with a smile.

"If you have anything to say, I will never refuse if I can do it!"

Song San was slightly taken aback, and immediately patted his chest and said.

"I want to build a larger warehouse near Fengtai Railway Station. It's better to be relatively remote and not so conspicuous. I don't know if you have a way to do this?"

Han Chunming lowered his voice and spoke slowly.

"Oh! This is the matter!"

A look of understanding flashed across Song San's eyes when he heard the words, and then he searched carefully in his mind.

You know, although it has only been a few years since the reform and opening up, people's enthusiasm for a better life is still aroused at an extremely fast speed.

Many people start a company, basically doing the business of buying and selling.

Because the relevant system is not perfect yet, it belongs to a gray area, so it is naturally necessary to keep a low profile.

Then, looking for a warehouse that is not so conspicuous is a matter of course.

It didn't take long before he thought of a suitable place, and said with a smile, "I know a suitable place, but the location is too far away. If you have an idea, I'm just free this time. You can I'll take you there to have a look!"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

Han Chunming said with a smile without any politeness.

As he spoke, he started the motorcycle and raised his chin to signal Song San to get on the car quickly.

"Got it!"

Song San agreed with a smile, and quickly jumped onto the motorcycle.

Soon, they rode motorcycles towards Fengtai Station located outside the West Third Ring Road of Beijing.

After more than 20 minutes, thanks to Han Chunming's superb driving skills, they arrived at a village north of Fengtai Station.

Song San pointed to the road, and finally asked Han Chunming to stop in front of a row of tile-roofed houses near the entrance of the village.

Pointing to the row of three large tile-roofed houses, he introduced with a smile: "This! It used to be a warehouse for storing grain in Zhaojia Village Commune. Isn't it reform and opening up now? Household contracted production is practiced in rural areas, so there is no need to use it. Go to these warehouses."

Han Chunming saw that there were no houses near these warehouses, and there were some weeds growing, which were quite hidden, and there was a road leading directly to the outside of the village road, so he immediately nodded very readily and asked, "It's pretty good, I want it, you can help me ask their commune, how much does it cost to rent this place?"

Song San was a little surprised when he heard the words. He didn't expect Han Chunming to make a decision so directly, because it was still a little distance from Fengtai Station.

However, he did not raise any objections, after all, he would also get a commission after the matter was completed.

He nodded in agreement, and then took Han Chunming to the Zhaojia Village Commune.

Then, after some verbal battles, the matter was finally settled.

One month's rent is 100 yuan, one deposit and three payments, and the lease is for three years.

Han Chunming paid 400 yuan to the commune, and gave Song San 50 yuan for tea, and then he returned home with the warehouse key.

Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

At that time, he only needs to find a suitable source of goods in Guangzhou City in the south, use the system warehouse to take the goods directly to and from the plane, make a time difference, and borrow chickens to lay eggs.

In the evening, Han Chunming greeted Han's mother, saying that he was going to visit Mr. Guan so that she would not have to wait for him to come back for dinner.

Then, as soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw Cheng Jianjun walking back pushing his bicycle with a weak face.

He raised his brows, laughed and joked, "Hey, Cheng Jianjun, what's wrong with you? You don't have to ride a car and push it away!"

"none of your business!"

Cheng Jianjun glanced at Han Chunming angrily, and then said weakly.

At first, it was quite comfortable, but later on, he was really afraid that he would hang up directly.

He wondered if he had eaten something wrong, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out the reason?
He wanted to go to the hospital for a checkup, but he couldn't save himself from it.

In desperation, he could only hold on, planning to go home and have a good rest.

However, he didn't expect to meet Han Chunming, a bastard at the gate of the courtyard, and let Han Chunming see a joke for nothing.

This is really too bad luck!

Perhaps stimulated by Han Chunming, his body recovered a lot at once. After speaking, he hurriedly stepped into the yard.

Han Chunming smiled slightly, ignored Cheng Jianjun, and quickly rode his motorcycle to Mr. Guan's house.

He parked the car at the gate of the yard, and as soon as he entered the gate, he spent 100 happy coins from the system store and bought a small jar of ten-year-old Fenjiu.

Then, with a chuckle, he casually opened the mud seal of the wine jar.

Immediately, a pure and charming aroma of wine spread out, drifting into the courtyard with the breeze.

In the memory of his predecessor, he knew that Mr. Guan liked drinking the most, and he had a particularly sharp nose, he could smell the wine just by the smell of the wine.

Now he wanted to see if Mr. Guan could smell the Fen wine that had been cellared for ten years from such a long distance.

After a while, just as he was about to lift his feet to walk in, there was a sudden sound of footsteps coming from the yard.

He looked up and was a little dumbfounded for a moment.

I saw Mr. Guan running towards him with bare feet.

"Ouch! Master, be careful!"

He hastily yelled, and went forward to support Mr. Guang.

However, Mr. Guan didn't pay attention to him at all, he just stretched out his hands and hugged the small wine jar tightly, then put his nose to the mouth of the jar and took a long breath, closing his eyes with an intoxicated look on his face.

Han Chunming shook his head and laughed, thinking that this is really a wine fairy, who is already fascinated by wine.

After a while, Mr. Guan opened his eyes, quickly turned around and walked into the yard with the small wine jar in his arms, as if Han Chunming didn't exist.

Han Chunming hastily raised his heels and reached out to help Mr. Guan into the house.

Mr. Guan stopped in front of the couch, then glanced at Han Chunming, and said expressionlessly, "Grandson, get me a cup!"

Han Chunming was taken aback for a moment, then nodded helplessly and said with a smile: "Zha!"

Dare to feel that the old man didn't put the small wine jar on the coffee table, because he was worried that he would take the wine away!
He turned his head and glanced at the room, and quickly took two glasses from the shelf.

At this time, Mr. Guan had already climbed onto the couch and sat down, holding the small wine jar tightly in his arms.

Han Chunming put the cup on the tea table, then took off his shoes and got on the couch, sitting opposite Mr. Guan.

Mr. Guan reached out to grab a glass, then carefully held the small wine jar, and poured some wine into the glass.

Then, under Han Chunming's watchful eyes, Mr. Guan quickly put the small wine jar back into his arms and held it, not intending to pour a second glass at all.

"Hey, old man, at least I brought this wine! Can't you reward me with a glass?"

Han Chunming suddenly asked a little speechlessly.

"Such a good wine, it's a waste for you to drink it!"

Mr. Guan said something unceremoniously.

"Hey! If you want to say that, then I have to drink it today! It's okay if you don't let me drink it. I still have a jar of this wine at home. I thought I would bring it over to honor you later. Now I've changed my mind, I'll get some to drink when I get back!"

Han Chunming raised his brows and said with some displeasure.

"do not!"

Mr. Guan became anxious immediately when he heard the words. He squinted his eyes and shouted, then gritted his teeth, and said reluctantly: "Okay! Then I will reward you with a glass, but no more!"

"Come on! Father, pour the wine!"

Han Chunming smiled smugly, and pushed the wine glass in front of Mr. Guan.

Mr. Guan held up the small wine jar with some reluctance, poured some wine into the glass, and quickly embraced the small wine jar again.

Han Chunming chuckled, stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Guan couldn't help cursing immediately: "It's a waste to drink this wine for you."

Han Chunming pretended not to hear, opened his mouth to let out a mouthful of alcohol, and sighed: "Well, it's really good wine!"

Mr. Guan glared at Han Chunming, then slowly raised the wine glass, took a sip, and tasted the wine with his eyes closed.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said with emotion: "I haven't drunk such pure Fenjiu for many years!"

As he said that, he glanced at Han Chunming, and then said, "Grandson, you have a heart, it must have taken a lot of effort to make this wine!"

"Ham, don't worry about the effort, I'm your apprentice, and I should respect you."

Listening to the system prompt in his mind, Han Chunming waved his hands and smiled.

【Ding!The host helped Mr. Guan taste and enjoy the ten-year cellar of Fenjiu, and the system rewarded 666 happy coins. 】

He didn't expect that there would be so many rewards. After thinking about it, he guessed that it might be because Mr. Guan loved drinking the most in his life.

Moreover, Fenjiu contains a large number of substances that are beneficial to the human body, which can also be regarded as a good deed of positive energy.

It seems that he needs to be more filial to Mr. Guan.

However, it also changed his mind.

He originally planned to show the three small enamel colored bowls to Old Master Guan, but he had already collected so many rewards today, so there was no need to waste this opportunity to collect rewards.

However, he just dismissed the idea.

Mr. Guan was drinking, but he took the initiative to bring up this topic.

He slowly swallowed the liquid in his mouth, stared at the cup in his hand for a while, and then said leisurely: "The tea is fragrant, let's go drink, gather friends, and then go back upstairs!"

"Wine is good wine, but the cup is almost meaningless."

As he said that, he raised his head, stared at Han Chunming, and continued, "Grandson, when will you bring those three small enamel colored bowls to show to your grandfather, Admiral of the Nine Gates?"

Han Chunming was taken aback for a moment, then pretended to be puzzled and asked, "How do you know?"

"I want to know!"

Mr. Guan asked knowingly.

"Yes I do!"

Han Chunming nodded and smiled.

"Whenever you bring me the other jar of wine, I'll tell you."

Mr. Guan slowly stated his purpose.

"Hey! I dare you to wait for me here!"

Han Chunming couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Guan glanced at Han Chunming, thought for a while, and decided to put another hook just to be on the safe side.

So, he took a sip of his wine and said, "Grandson, as long as you bring me the wine, I'll tell you where the remaining little bowl is!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Han Chunming with an old look on his face, and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Based on his understanding of Han Chunming, he knew that Han Chunming would definitely not miss this opportunity, that would be equivalent to pocketing the other jar of wine.

However, he didn't know that the Han Chunming in front of him was no longer the original Han Chunming.

Although Han Chunming now possesses master-level antique appreciation skills, he has already seen too many antiques in the magical learning space, among which there are many treasures of the country such as the twelve beast heads and the Jade Seal.

Therefore, rare antiques like small enamel colored bowls can hardly arouse his interest, let alone make him so excited that he can't help himself.

Anyway, he already knew that this last small enamel bowl was in the hands of Mr. Guan, and as Mr. Guan's apprentice, this little enamel bowl would definitely end up in his hands.

Moreover, compared to winning the last small enamel colored bowl, he valued how many rewards he could get.

Seeing that Han Chunming hadn't answered, Mr. Guan couldn't help asking, "Hey, boy, did you hear what Grandpa Nine Doors Admiral said?"

"I heard you! What's the matter?"

Han Chunming nodded and asked suspiciously.

Mr. Guan stared at Han Chunming for a long time without opening his eyes.

Han Chunming was a little uncomfortable being watched by Mr. Guan, so he hurriedly said with a smile: "Mr., don't worry, even if you don't tell me about the small enamel bowl, I will bring you the wine."

"Humph! That's about the same."

Hearing this, Mr. Guan said with a cold snort.

Han Chunming looked at Mr. Guan with some amusement, thinking that if he bought a hundred-year-old wine from the system store to tease Mr. Guan, what would Mr. Guan's reaction be?
Then I'm afraid they will directly sever the master-student relationship with him, right?
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

Han Chunming turned his head and saw a fair-skinned, petite girl walking in.

He was slightly taken aback, and soon knew from the original body's memory that the person who came was Guan Xiaoguan, Grandfather Guan's precious granddaughter, nicknamed Little Lazy Cat.

He chuckled and joked, "Hey, our little lazy cat is back!"

"Who is in the same family as you!"

Guan Xiaoguan glared at Han Chunming, and said angrily.

"Yo! Grandpa's precious granddaughter is back!"

Mr. Guan raised his head when he heard the sound, and shouted dotingly.

"grandfather!"

Guan Xiaoguan yelled, stepped forward and sat beside Old Man Guan.

(End of this chapter)