Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 9
"Eight hundred? Uncle, it's too expensive without your price."

"Then I don't care, I'll sell it for eight hundred."

"Grandpa, look at your bed. The boards are made later, right? And the skirting of the bed is too dirty. You should wash it and bring it back. Let alone eight hundred, no one wants three hundred." .”

Ma Weidu pointed at the stain on the wooden bed, looking disgusted.

The more the old horse said this, the more He Xiao was moved. This must be a good thing, otherwise the old horse would have left long ago, so why would there be ink marks here.

After taking a look, he simply stopped pretending and walked directly towards the two of them.

"This wooden bed..."

Ma Weidu was talking, when he saw He Xiao walking over, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Losing his previous composure, he hurriedly negotiated the price with the stall owner.

"Master, please make it cheaper, 800 yuan is too expensive, and my annual salary is not even [-] yuan."

"That won't work. I'll sell it for [-]. This bed is a family heirloom."

When the uncle saw another group of people came to the stall, he was full of confidence.

Ma Weidu's face turned bitter, he really likes the things, but the price is really a bit expensive.

"Master, how much do you want to drop, [-] is really not that price."

……

He Xiao was not in a hurry, he walked around the wooden bed, and then slowly approached the two of them.

"What are you doing?" Ma Weidu frowned and glanced at him.

"Look, I'll take a look."

With a cheeky face, He Xiao asked the uncle, "Master, this wooden bed is eight hundred, right?"

"Hey, do you understand the rules? Don't you know first come, first served?" Ma Weidu was in a hurry.

He can see the wooden bed clearly, it looks like Ming-style furniture, except for the wooden boards and bed surrounds, everything else is made of red sandalwood. ?

It's really unlucky, it's usually him who cuts off other people!
"You come first, if you don't want it, I'll buy it later."

He Xiao smiled and took a step back.

He wasn't in a hurry, the old horse didn't bring enough money, so he didn't need to tear his face for a wooden bed.

Ma Weidu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly looked at the stall owner, "Master..."

"one thousand!"

Ma Weidu was stunned, "What?"

"I want 1000 yuan, and I won't sell it if it's less than a thousand."

"I……"

Hearing that the uncle had temporarily raised the price, Ma Weidu was so angry that he wished he could turn around and slap He Xiao to death.

What the hell is this.

After a while, he persuaded earnestly: "Master, no, you really dare to ask for 1000 yuan. Who would take advantage of it and spend 1000 yuan to buy this broken bed? You didn't raise the price like you."

"Do you want to buy it or not?"

The uncle gave him a disgusted look, then looked expectantly at He Xiao next to him.

"I……"

Ma Weidu scolded his mother in his heart, touched the cloth pocket, and he gave way unwillingly.

Walking to the side, he stared at He Xiao, he couldn't believe that this man could really come up with 1000 yuan!
I don't even believe that I will spend 1000 yuan to buy an old bed.

What can a young man of seventeen or eighteen understand?Can you recognize rosewood?Have you ever seen Ming Dynasty furniture?
There were 1 unbelievers in Ma Weidu's heart.

"..."

He Xiao was also a little speechless, this uncle is really a thief, he is rich, but he is not a fool.

He didn't want to spend 200 yuan for nothing, and besides, he didn't have enough money in his pocket.

"Son, we can't be taken advantage of, it's too expensive."

Silly Zhu grabbed He Xiao's arm, afraid that his son would be impulsive.

An old bed costs 1000 yuan, which is not something to be taken advantage of, only fools buy it.

He Xiao didn't speak. He took out all the money on his body, counted it, and there were more than 50 cards of Great Unity in total.

"Son, don't buy it!" Silly Zhu became anxious immediately.

Ma Weidu panted heavily, staring at the money in He Xiao's hand.

Well, it's still five hundred...

By the way, He Xiao remembered something, quickly reached into his inner pocket, and took out a large foreign exchange certificate of [-] yuan from it.

"Master, let's do it this way. I'll exchange 500 yuan plus 100 yuan in foreign exchange certificates for your wooden bed. What do you think?"

"Forex?"

The uncle was taken aback for a moment, and he thought carefully, don't foreign exchange certificates only belong to foreigners?

"Yes, foreign exchange certificates, you can take them to the Friendship Store to buy things."

In this era, foreign exchange certificates are hard currency, better than tickets.

Take the foreign exchange certificates to the Friendship Store, and you can buy everything. Color TVs and washing machines that are in short supply outside are lined up in the Friendship Store, and you can even buy foreign goods.

The uncle was a little moved, but he was also worried about the origin of the foreign exchange certificate.

"You are a foreigner? Where did you get the foreign exchange certificates in your hand?"

"It's not from a foreign country, from Hong Kong. Don't worry, the foreign exchange certificates in my hand are exchanged for Hong Kong dollars."

"Son..." Seeing that Silly Zhu was about to speak again, He Xiao hurriedly stopped him, but he couldn't let him make trouble.

"For 500 yuan, plus [-] foreign exchange certificates, it's only [-] yuan, which is still [-] yuan short."

The uncle was a little dissatisfied, he turned his head and looked at Ma Weidu who was at the side.

"..."

Ma Weidu's face was dark, and he didn't want to talk at all, let alone six hundred, he didn't even have a hundred in his hand.

He brought more than 30 when he went out today, and this is still the salary he just paid.

Glancing at He Xiao, he scolded his mother in his heart, he really didn't read the almanac when he went out today, and he was cut off by a big dog in Xiangjiang.

Thinking about it, he was still not reconciled, "I'll offer [-], but you have to wait for me for a few days..."

The stall owner was a little disappointed, he didn't dare to wait, what if the rich man ran away?
Forget it, six hundred is six hundred, it’s a lot, at least there are one hundred foreign exchange certificates, and an old bed sells for six hundred, no one will believe it.

Thinking of it this way, the uncle felt very happy.

"500 yuan, [-] foreign exchange certificates, my old bed is yours now."

While talking, the uncle walked up to He Xiao and took the money from him.

He Xiao frowned, and took back a few receipts from the uncle. He was not used to not keeping any money on him.

"Isn't there still money?"

The stall owner was a little heartbroken, but looking at the big bills in his hand, he didn't dare to offend the big man, complained a few words, and went to the side to count the money.

"This uncle is really greedy. I don't know if he will regret today's decision in another ten years..."

He Xiao muttered to himself, no matter what, at least he succeeded in cutting off the Hu.

Walking to the wooden bed, he touched the bedpost, feeling very happy.

Looking left and right, he circled around the wooden bed, but didn't see what material it was made of.

Turning his head to look at Ma Weidu, he asked cheekily: "Brother Ma, is there anything to say about this wooden bed?"

"Humph!"

Ma Weidu had a dark face, gritted his teeth, and suppressed his anger. When he heard that He Xiao dared to ask him for advice, he became even more angry.

What the hell!

The more he looked at He Xiao, the angrier he became, but he couldn't stay any longer, so Ma Weidu turned around and was about to leave angrily.

"Hey, brother Ma, you are too stingy."

"Am I being stingy?"

Ma Weidu froze, turned around and pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Ah, bah! Boy, it's best not to fall into my hands in the future."

(End of this chapter)