Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 116
Just like looking for old things in Jinmen before, Yang Yukun and Han Chunming rented a house on the first day they arrived at their destination.

After all, when they come out, they don't just stay for a day or two, at least they have to stay for ten days and a half a month. They can't live in a hotel every day.

The house they rented was located in the adjacent places of Chengde, Gangcheng and Phoenix.

In the next period of time, the two of them will be active in this area.

After finishing this stroll, I will return to the imperial capital for the New Year.

"Xiaokun, let's divide into two groups, you go here, I go here."

"Row."

The next morning, Yang Yukun and Han Chunming found a place to have breakfast, and then started to act.

The two came to a village.

The village looks quite big, and there are almost a hundred households here.

After entering the village, the two split up, one went to the east of the village and the other to the west of the village.

Yang Yukun was carrying a broken sack, and not long after he separated from Han Chunming, he bumped into the uncle.

The uncle looked at him, a stranger who suddenly appeared in the village, with wary eyes.

"Young man, you are not from our village, what are you doing in our village?"

"Master, I'm not a bad person. I collect junk. Does your family sell junk?"

"It's not stealing. Believe it or not, I'll let the militia arrest you."

"Master, do you think I look like a thief? I really collect junk."

Yang Yukun couldn't laugh or cry when he looked at the uncle's eyes like staring at a thief.

It was not the first time he went out to search for old things, and it was the first time he was treated as a thief.

Is there a thief who is as handsome and temperamental as him?

"Where can we sell junk in the countryside, young man, you came to the wrong place, you should go to the city to collect junk."

Seeing that this young man really doesn't look like a thief, the uncle's tone softened a bit.

But this young man doesn't seem to be able to use his head very well, so he actually came to their countryside to collect trash.

They don't have any unusable junk to sell in the countryside, and this kid obviously went to the wrong place.

"Master, what's your last name?"

"The last name is Chen."

"Uncle Chen, it's like this. I mainly collect some old things."

"What old object?"

"It's just some old objects, like old vases, furniture and so on."

"Old things. Our family really has a bottle for oil. It's older than my dad. Do you accept it?"

"I have to go and have a look before I can decide whether to accept it or not."

"Let's go, my house is in front of me, I'll take you to have a look at it."

"Got it."

Yang Yukun followed Uncle Chen to his house, and the two walked and chatted along the way.

This uncle is actually quite easy to talk to.

The reason why he was regarded as a thief at first was because the village recruited thieves two days ago.

The farm cattle of their production team were stolen by cattle thieves in the middle of the night, and they have not been found until now.

Therefore, when seeing strangers entering the village, the villagers are more vigilant.

"Here, this is my home."

"Uncle Chen, are you alone at home?"

"My son went to the commune. My granddaughter received the college admission letter yesterday and her mother went to announce the good news to her grandparents. My grandson went to school, and I was the only one at home."

"Where's your wife?"

"Let's go, I didn't survive the illness a few years ago."

"Uncle Chen, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. Don't you want to collect old things? This is what I mean by old things."

After arriving home, Uncle Chen directly brought Yang Yukun to the oil bottle at home.

This bottle is flat, about sixty centimeters high, and looks greasy on the surface.

At a glance, Yang Yukun saw the details of the bottle.

This is indeed an old object. It is a blue and white vase holding the moon from the Qianlong period. The body of the vase is a picture of spring farming.

I have been here for two or three days and haven't gained much. Originally, Yang Yukun didn't have much hope for this treasure hunt, but he didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly.

"How about it, young man, will you accept this bottle?"

"Uncle Chen, this bottle of yours agrees with my acquisition criteria. How about I give you ten yuan?"

"How many!"

"Master, ten yuan is a lot."

"Pick up the money."

"Give."

Yang Yukun took out a piece of Great Unity and handed it to Uncle Chen. At first, he thought the old man thought it was too little, but he didn't expect this bottle to sell for so much money.

Of course, according to the current market price, it is impossible for this bottle to be worth only ten yuan.

He and Han Chunming came out of town to pick up leaks, and they couldn't buy the bottle at the market price, so what's the point of picking up leaks?

He opened the bottle for ten yuan, which is not a low price.

He only offered a high price of ten yuan because he saw that the old man was not young and he was a kind person.

"Wait a minute, I'll find something to get the oil out of it."

"Master, let's pay the money and deliver the goods. This bottle belongs to me now."

"There are still a lot of old objects in my house, do you want to take a look?"

"and also?"

"A lot of them are left by my father."

"Let me see."

When Yang Yukun heard that Uncle Chen said that there were still many old things in the house, he suddenly became interested again.

After he finished reading the old objects mentioned by Uncle Chen, he was greatly disappointed.

But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, it is already a surprise to get a Qianlong blue and white "Spring Plowing Picture" Fushou Ruyi Hug Moon Vase.

It would be a surprise if a lot of old things came out of this uncle's house.

The master said that old objects pay attention to this fate method, and if they are destined to meet thousands of miles away, they should not be forced.

"Master, I will take this bottle with me."

"Xiao Kun, look carefully, besides this bottle, do you really want anything else?"

"Master, I am destined to be with this bottle, other items are not destined to me."

"Ok."

Uncle Chen shook his head, quite disappointed.

The bottles used to hold oil at home can be sold for ten yuan, and even if other things can't sell so much, one or two yuan is fine.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yukun didn't want anything other than the bottle.

"Master, I'm leaving, we will meet later."

Yang Yukun left Uncle Chen's house with a large moon bottle in his hand, looked in all directions to make sure no one was there, and put the things into the portable planting space.

Then, Yang Yukun continued to stroll around the village, but he didn't expect to get nothing after going around, as if the big moon hug vase had spent all his luck today.

Of course, apart from the big moon bottle, it is not without other gains.

Yang Yukun found that there were piglets and sheep in the village, so he bought a piglet and two lambs, one male and one female, and put them in the breeding area of ​​the portable planting space.

He originally wanted to buy a calf and raise it in a portable planting space. When the calf grows up, he will eat beef, and the calf in the village will not sell it.

(End of this chapter)