Happy Life in Siheyuan

Chapter 310 Hunters Always Appear as Prey
"Boy, I thought you weren't coming!"

As soon as he entered the door, Broken Hou laughed and joked.

"Hey! My buddy has never regretted what he promised."

Han Chunming threw away the motorcycle keys in his hand, and said proudly.

"Hey! OK, let's go then!"

Broken Hou nodded cheerfully, bent over to pick up the tattered sack and hook, then put on his straw hat, got up and walked towards the door.

"Hey, wait, I have something I want to discuss with you. Money is tight these two days, you can lend me 200 yuan first, and pay you back in a few days!"

Han Chunming hurriedly grabbed Zai Hou, and said with a smile.

Originally, he could buy some things from the system store and sell them, and exchange them for some money temporarily.

But he felt that it would be better to find someone to borrow some money. On the one hand, it was in line with the previous way of doing things, and on the other hand, it was also a human relationship.

Sometimes, if you want to deepen your relationship with your friends, in addition to lending a helping hand when your friends are in trouble, more importantly, you have to learn to take the initiative to trouble others and ask them to help you.

In this way, the relationship between each other will naturally become deeper.

Otherwise, if you are too polite to your friends and don't ask for anything in return, you will end up with an enmity, or you will feel hypocritical and unattainable.

The maintenance of any relationship requires interaction. Whether it is a unilateral request or a unilateral contribution, there will be no good results in the end.

So, not only did he ask Zaihou to borrow some money, but he also borrowed 20 yuan from Han Mu before leaving the house.

Although the money is not much, and Han's mother also complained angrily about his prodigal family, but this is what is called a mother and son, isn't it?
If he doesn't bother Han Mu about anything, and Han Mu doesn't care about anything about him, what kind of feelings can there be?

Having said that, when Broken Hou heard Han Chunming's request, he immediately said with a straight face, "No loan!"

"Oh! Why are you like this! Fortunately, I even bought a jar of Fenjiu that has been cellared for ten years for you!"

Han Chunming said with a look of displeasure.

"Boy, if you can bring me another jar of Fenjiu, then not only can I lend you 200 yuan, but you won't have to pay it back!"

Broken Hou glanced at Han Chunming, and stated his purpose.

There is no way, who made the taste of Fenjiu stored in the cellar for ten years too craving!

If you want to get such top-quality Fenjiu these days, it is not something that can be bought with money.

Although he seemed to be talking about buying a jar of Fenjiu for 200 yuan, Han Chunming had to owe Han Chunming some favors.

"Hehe! When I said it was bad, your wishful thinking is really good. Okay, who can make you tight! I'll bring you the wine tomorrow!"

When Han Chunming heard what Poor Hou said, he immediately understood what Poorhou was up to. He chuckled, made a joke, and agreed.

"Wait!"

Rubbish Hou was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hastily left a word and turned around and went into the back room to get the money.

Soon, Han Chunming collected 200 yuan, and followed the tatters out of the yard.

Because they were going to collect junk and pick up antiques, Han Chunming didn't ride a motorcycle, and walked out of the alley with Zaithou directly, and went to the bus station for a ride, so as not to be regarded as a fat sheep.

It was after eight o'clock in the morning when I got on the bus, and it was almost noon when I arrived in Ji County.

Han Chunming ignored the disdainful eyes in the car, and got off the car at Jixian Bus Station with the broken man, and couldn't help complaining about the cars of this era.

Not to mention the air conditioner, even this driving speed is too slow, no wonder there is no speed limit in this era!

No need at all!

"Boy, I don't need to teach you what to do now!"

Broken Hou glanced at Han Chunming, and laughed lightly and teased.

"See you later!"

Han Chunming waved his hand and smiled.

After speaking, he swung the sack over his shoulder, put on his rotten straw hat, and walked unsteadily towards the nearby residential area.

I still didn’t forget to yell loudly: “If there are broken ones for sale, if there are old bottles and old newspapers, I’ll buy them!”

Hearing the melodious yelling, Broken Hou smiled slightly, turned and walked to the other side.

Not long after, Han Chunming walked into a deserted alley with half a sack of scrap copper and iron and a large bundle of waste paper, and quickly put these things into the system warehouse.

What about antiques?

Why is there no sign of antiques at all?

He walked out of the alley, looked up at the scorching sun, took off the torn straw hat and fanned it slowly to relieve his unhappiness.

If he knew this would be the case, then he might as well go directly to the south to find the source of goods to do business!

After all, if he has money, he can set up a company that collects rags and hires people to go around the streets to collect rags. Do you want any antiques?
And with the system warehouse, he only needs to spend some time every month to collect the waste products received in the system warehouse, and use the automatic classification function of the system warehouse to send them to the factories in the south by category.

The labor and shipping costs saved in this way are enough for him to earn a lot of money.

In addition, by the way, he can also set up a trash collection company all over the country, and act as a beggar gang leader for a while, so that Su Meng will not always say that there is no future for trash collection.

Of course, all of this is done smoothly, and his main purpose is to collect system rewards.

Not long after, he sighed softly, and with the idea of ​​being at peace with what came, he put on his broken straw hat and walked slowly towards another alley.

Walking and walking, it didn't take long before he received some old newspapers and a few plastic bottles.

Just when he was about to turn around and go back to the station to wait for the broken room, suddenly there was a burst of shouting from a small alley next to him.

"Hey, trash collectors, come here, come here!"

He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man with a thick face and a thick face standing at the door of a house, waving at him.

"What are you looking at, come here quickly!"

Seeing that Han Chunming, the trash collector, didn't come over right away, Jiang Kui shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Oh! It's coming!"

Han Chunming smiled slightly, replied loudly, and then quickly walked into the alley.

He didn't take Jiang Kui's unfriendly attitude at all.

There are rules!

After all, he's just a stinky guy now, and he still has the minimum work ethic.

Soon, he walked up to Jiang Kui, smiled and asked, "Brother, do you have something to sell?"

"That's nonsense, I have nothing to sell and I'm full and I'm calling you over! All right, come in with me!"

Jiang Kui opened his eyes and cursed, then turned and walked into the house.

Han Chunming rolled his eyes a little speechlessly, he was unlucky to meet such a client!

Upholding the spirit of professionalism, he walked into the room with his heels up, and then watched Jiang Kui take out a lot of sundries from every corner of the room.

There are plastic bottles, waste paper, scrap copper and iron, old books, copper coins, and several bottles and jars.

"Look, how much can these sell for?"

Jiang Kui pointed at the pile of sundries, stared at Han Chunming and asked.

"Okay, brother, let me take a look first!"

Han Chunming nodded and smiled.

As he said that, he calmly glanced at the room from the corner of his eye, and there was a faint trace of joy flashing in his eyes.

I really didn't expect that there are such good things here, as long as they can be collected smoothly, then today's trip will not be in vain.

"I warn you, if you dare to fool me, be careful that I'm rude to you!"

Jiang Kui narrowed his eyes, and threatened with a fierce face.

"No, no, big brother, don't worry! Although we are a junk collector, we never do anything unconscionable!"

Han Chunming said something with a chuckle, then squatted down and picked up the pile of sundries.

"Humph! You are acquainted with each other!"

Jiang Kui snorted coldly, turned around, walked aside and sat down, then picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass of wine, and began to eat and drink on his own.

Han Chunming glanced at Jiang Kui, pondered for a moment, and asked with a smile: "Brother, you have accumulated these things for a long time! Why is no one coming to collect them?"

"It's none of your business, hurry up and tell me the price, don't talk so much nonsense!"

Jiang Kui cursed impatiently.

"Row!"

Han Chunming was not annoyed when he heard this. From Jiang Kui's reaction, he could tell that it wasn't that no one came to collect the trash before, but Jiang Kui's appearance and attitude probably scared them away!

The reason why he asked this question was also to find out if there was any trap.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and there is no harm in having multiple minds.

Although he wasn't worried that something would happen to him, he didn't want to cause any trouble either.

After a while, he looked through the pile of sundries, and he knew the value of these things, and he also divided the valuable and worthless into two piles.

Among them, most of them are some waste products, and some are not considered waste products, and have no recycling value at all.

Only three Qing Dynasty Buddhist scriptures, a Qing Dynasty Qianlong copper bowl-style furnace, and three Qianlong Tongbao carved mother-in-law engraved Manchu springs on the back can be regarded as antiques.

Afterwards, he stood up and said with a smile, "Brother, I just took a look. There are some things here that are not accepted, and I will share them with you."

"The other ones that can be collected, the most valuable ones are those few copper objects, which together weigh less than five catties. I'll give you a real price, a total of two yuan. What do you think?"

"Two yuan and five, you can take it if you want it, and get out of here if you don't!"

Jiang Kui glanced at Han Chunming, waved his hands a little arrogantly and said.

"Let's forget about that! I can't put money in it myself!"

Han Chunming said with a face of embarrassment.

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"stop!"

Seeing that Han Chunming was about to leave, Jiang Kui hurriedly stopped him.

In fact, although he didn't know exactly how much that pile of sundries could sell for, he still knew that it would not exceed two yuan at most.

The reason why he asked for two yuan and five was just because he wanted to see if he could sell it for a little more so that he could buy wine.

Seeing that Han Chunming was leaving now, of course he couldn't let go of Han Chunming, an honest and kind buyer.

He stared at Han Chunming, and said with a displeased face, "You take the two yuan and four!"

"Ouch! Brother, I'm not making any money if I pay two yuan. If it weren't for the fact that I didn't receive many things today, I really couldn't afford this price!"

When Han Chunming heard the words, he immediately said with a bitter face.

As he spoke, he shook the shriveled sack in his hand.

"Okay, the minimum is two yuan and three!"

Jiang Kui glanced at the sack, and said with a somewhat resentful curl of his lips.

"This"

Han Chunming hesitated for a moment, then sighed helplessly and said, "Okay! Brother, just treat us as friends, and I can pay you two and three yuan, but you have to give me the Buddha statue and the table .”

Jiang Kui glanced back at the Buddha statue and table behind him, then frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Why do you want the Buddha statue and table?"

Han Chunming said depressingly: "To tell you the truth, my mother is a Buddhist believer. Since the reform and opening up, her old man has been urging me to ask her to pay her back an old Buddha statue for offering."

"But you also know what happened a few years ago. All the old Buddha statues were smashed. How can it be so easy to find them!"

"It just so happens that your Buddha statue should be quite old, so I want to invite you back so that she won't bother me all the time!"

"Oh! That's what it is!"

After Jiang Kui listened, he showed a dazed look.

In fact, if it weren't for his dead father who was an executioner in the early years and hid the Buddha statue during that special period, I am afraid that the Buddha statue in his family would not be preserved.

However, since this is the case, then don't blame him for being a lion!

Who made this silly boy tell everything so honestly!

He looked at Han Chunming with some complacency, and said with a smile: "Okay! As long as you give me this number, then you can take this Buddha statue and table, otherwise! No way!"

As he spoke, he stretched out a palm and gestured toward Han Chunming.

"Why don't you go grab it!"

Han Chunming immediately said angrily.

"Hmph! Do you want love!"

Jiang Kui snorted coldly, then took a sip leisurely from the wine glass, as if he was determined by Han Chunming.

"I'll give you four yuan at most. If it doesn't work, forget it. Anyway, I've been here for so long, and it's not too late."

Han Chunming's face changed, and then he gritted his teeth and said.

Jiang Kui didn't say a word, just sat there drinking a small wine to himself.

"excuse me!"

Han Chunming glanced at the Buddha statue with some reluctance, shook his head and sighed.

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

Just as he opened the door and took a step, Jiang Kui finally couldn't help shouting: "OK, OK, I'll sell you for four dollars!"

Although I failed to sell it for five yuan, but now I managed to catch a fool. If I don't sell it, should I keep it for ashes?
God knows if we will meet such a filial son in the future?

"Or forget it!"

Han Chunming stopped, turned around, and said hesitantly.

"No, since you made the price, you have to buy it for me, or believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

Jiang Kui stared and said arrogantly.

"That's all right!"

Han Chunming shrank his neck and agreed reluctantly.

After finishing speaking, under Jiang Kui's eyes, he stepped forward to put the pile of sundries and Buddha statues into the sack.

It's just that the three Buddhist scriptures, a copper bowl stove, three Qianlong Tongbao carved mothers, and a Buddha statue were all put into the sack by him and put into the system warehouse by him.

Then, with some reluctance, he took out four yuan and handed it to Jiang Kui, and then walked out with the sack on his back and the table on which the Buddha statue was placed.

Jiang Kui counted the money several times, looked up at Han Chunming's leaving back, and cursed with some contempt.

"What a fool!"

(End of this chapter)