Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 8 Sorry, Ma
"Comrade, how did you sell this snuff bottle?"

Passing by a small stall, He Xiao became interested again. There were more than a dozen snuff bottles on the stall, which looked like that.

"A piece of 30 yuan, you pick it yourself, no bargaining."

The stall owner held a cigarette in his hand, and when he saw He Xiao squatting down, he started talking about the mountain.

"These things belong to my old man. If the old man is gone, it's useless for me to keep them. They are all things from the previous dynasty. The former Eight Banners children are embarrassed to go out without this..."

"Hey, it's been a long time. It's not easy for the old man to stay."

Silly Zhu stayed bored, seeing his son not talking, he chatted with the stall owner.

"That's right, my old man loves it so much, big brother, how about one?"

"No, no, I won't smoke this."

……

He Xiao squatted in front of the stall, listening with one ear and sneezing with the other, so it was time to listen to the story.

After a brief look, he picked out a milky white snuff bottle from the stall.

Picking it up and taking a closer look, the small snuff bottle has a white and delicate appearance, and the small cap on it is red. It matches well and looks very comfortable.

He touched it again, and it was very warm to the touch, and the material looked like Hetian jade, but he was not sure if it was genuine.

"Hetian jade……"

Reaching out to unbutton the shirt, He Xiao took off a piece of warm Jade Guanyin from his neck.

This is his grandma's dowry, a fine mutton jade, carved by a master sculptor.

He held the two pieces of jade and compared them, and the difference was immediately apparent.

The jade used to carve the snuff bottle is not white enough or warm enough, but the material looks good, so it should be real Hetian jade.

"Huh? Comrade, do you sell Jade Guanyin?"

He Xiao was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at the person who spoke, and felt a little familiar.

He couldn't help asking: "Is your surname Ma?"

"Yes, my name is Ma Weidu, do you know me?"

"I don't know it, it's inherited from my ancestors, I don't sell it, and I don't sell it."

He Xiao immediately changed his face.

His surname is Ma, and his name is Ma Weidu. If he hasn’t run away, he must be an old horse. Don’t let him miss his own things.

He Xiao turned his head and put on Jade Guanyin, hid it in his clothes, and then looked at the stall owner.

"How many snuff bottles do you have?"

"Oh, that's too much. The old man had more than 20 before, and now only these are left after selling, and..."

The stall owner took a puff of his cigarette and looked at the stall, "Including the one in your hand, there are ten more in total."

"I want it all."

He took out [-] cards of Great Unity from his pocket, handed them directly to the stall owner, and then hurriedly picked up the snuff bottles on the stall.

"Ah, all of them..."

The stall owner looked at the Great Unity in his hand, then at He Xiao, a little dumbfounded.

This is also very happy.

Silly Zhu was also dumbfounded, no matter how rich you are, it's not the way to spend it, you should bargain anyway.

Seeing the stall owner put all the money in his pocket, his heart ached.

300 yuan, half a year's wages for him, will be exchanged for ten unedible snuff bottles...

Well, besides being taken advantage of, the son is also a bit of a prodigal.

Seeing the reaction of the two, Ma Weidu next to him became interested.

Walking to the front of the booth, he bent down and took a look, then raised his eyebrows and said in surprise:
"Hey, copper body cloisonné enamel, glass interior painting, this is Hetian jade, right? The snuff bottle is not bad, little brother, let me have one?"

He Xiao quickly shook his head, and after hearing what he said, the speed in his hands not only did not stop, but even accelerated.

The old horse said it was a good thing. It seems that the thing is really good, so I missed it.

"It's fine, but if you want to make a move in the future, you can find me. I'm the editor of youth literature."

"Oh."

He Xiao replied casually, and put all the snuff bottles in his pockets, so he was relieved.

"Oh? What's the reaction?"

Ma Weidu felt a little depressed, and looked He Xiao up and down. He was nearly 1.7 meters tall, handsome, and dressed strangely, with English letters on his coat.

It seems that he is not short of money, he shook his head, got up and went to the front.

Seeing the old horse gone, He Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. He was still a little nervous when meeting a celebrity from later generations for the first time.

It's also unlucky, I can meet him in every market, I don't feel at ease even if I miss it, I'm afraid I'll be cut off.

Glancing at the stall owner, there was nothing left on the stall. With a Hetian jade snuff bottle in his hand, he got up and went to another place.

Silly Zhu followed behind He Xiao, a little entangled in his heart, his son was spending money lavishly, even though it wasn't his money, he still felt distressed seeing it.

After hesitating for a while, he persuaded: "He Xiao, it's not easy for your mother to earn money in Xiangjiang, you should cherish some flowers."

"I spent all the lucky money my grandma gave me, not my mother's."

He Xiao was in a good mood, and was not bothered by hearing it, so he replied.

Since he was a child, he didn't spend much on the New Year's money given to him by his grandma, uncle, and some relatives. The sum totaled seventy to eighty thousand Hong Kong dollars.

The money spent on buying antiques is small money, and he really doesn't lack this money.

Silly Zhu was choked by his son's words, and after a while, he muttered again:
"That can't be taken advantage of, you buy those things, it's not worth so much money."

"It's just such a small snuff bottle, it's almost worth half a month's salary. This thing used to be played by prodigal children. Don't learn from them."

He Xiao wanted to laugh as soon as he heard the name of the big boy, "What? I'm not the big boy."

Glancing at the Hetian jade in his hand, he said flatteredly: "These are all good things, 30 yuan is not expensive at all, I missed it."

It won't be long, in another ten years, the seller will not be able to sleep when he recalls today.

In another 20 years, hehe...

I want to die!

"Ok?"

While talking, He Xiao found the old horse not far away, standing in front of a stall selling old furniture, staring intently at an old bed.

There are good things! ! !

He Xiao thought subconsciously.

Good guy, judging by Ma's expression, this bed must be better than his snuff bottle.

Regardless of continuing to show off his snuff bottle with Sha Zhu, he strode towards the old horse.

When he got to the front, He Xiao hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, he still stood at the stall next to him.

With his ears pricked up, he glanced at the old horse from the corner of his eye, watching quietly.

"Master, this thing of yours is interesting."

"That's right, this bed is inherited from my family. The material used is good. If my son is not going to get married and wants to buy a new one, I would be reluctant to sell it."

"How much do you want to sell?"

"Eight hundred! Not one cent less."

Heh, He Xiao's heart skipped a beat when he heard the price the uncle said, 800 yuan is a lot, and he only spent [-] yuan for those ten snuff bottles.

He looked at the wooden bed, and it was surprisingly pleasing to the eye, with a minimalist style.

A piece of wood with long pillars at the four corners, a top shelf on the top, and short bed surrounds on three sides, it's as simple as that.

There are no carvings, no complicated fittings, and there is an air of simplicity in its simplicity.

It's really a good thing, even if it's not an antique, He Xiao feels that he can buy it with his eyes closed.

It's not easy to meet something that catches your eye, sorry Ma.

(End of this chapter)