Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 310
"Xiao Kun, I heard that you are a disciple of Lord Marquis and you have a lot of old objects in your collection?"

"There are so many of them. Does this have anything to do with the project you mentioned?"

"Of course it does matter. You stay in the imperial capital all year round and don't know what's going on outside. Let me tell you this. Many foreigners like our country's old objects very much. Please take out the old objects in your hand and give them to me. Come and operate it, we will sell it abroad, and we are guaranteed to sell it at a high price, and then we will make a [-]-[-] profit."

Having done business on Hong Kong Island for so many years, Uncle Su Meng knows many people.

Among them were two English businessmen who were very obsessed with Xia's old objects.

He heard from his niece Su Meng that there are a few collectors in the Qianmen building, and they have a lot of old objects in their hands.

One is Han Chunming's master, Uncle Guan, and the other is Yang Yukun's master, Broken Hou.

So he wanted to find two people to cooperate, let him operate it, and make a lot of money through win-win cooperation.

It's a pity that Uncle Guan scolded him and drove him away without even drinking tea. He also scolded him for forgetting his ancestors, and if he dared to go to his small courtyard again, his legs would be broken.

After hitting a wall with Uncle Guan, Uncle Su Meng went to see Polanhou again.

Unexpectedly, Bashahou actually rejected him and warned him not to mention this matter again, otherwise he would be rude to him.

Since there was no way to deal with Uncle Guan and Baolanhou, Uncle Su Meng thought in a blink of an eye that Han Chunming and Yang Yukun, as their disciples, must have a lot of good things in their hands.

Two days ago, he went to see Han Chunming and told Han Chunming about his project.

Unexpectedly, this kid, like his master, has no oil and salt in his elm head.

No matter what he said, this guy just wouldn't let go and wouldn't even give him a copper.

He originally planned to wait for Yang Yukun to come back and continue to attack Yang Yukun.

After learning that Yang Yukun had returned from Yangcheng yesterday afternoon, he came to the tavern this afternoon.

At this moment, Yang Yukun happened to be back, and Uncle Su Meng pulled Yang Yukun to talk about his good project of win-win cooperation.

"Boss Liu, do you want to smuggle the old objects of our Xia Kingdom and the cultural relics left by our ancestors abroad and buy them to ghost guys?"

Yang Yukun smiled and glanced at Uncle Su Meng. It turned out that this old boy had this evil idea.

It's a shame this old boy can think of selling old things abroad.

"What about smuggling cultural relics? Ours is just a normal business transaction. It's not as serious as you said. Four or six is ​​not enough. You are six and I am four."

"I'm sorry, I do have a lot of old items in my collection, but I won't sell these old items."

"Sanqi Headquarters, right? You can't give birth to those old things if you keep them in your hands. Wouldn't it be better to exchange them for money?"

"Not for sale."

"Let's go to the head office on the [-]th. This is already my bottom line. If you are willing, give me the things. I will fly to Hong Kong Island tomorrow."

"Boss Liu, are you too old to be deaf or can't understand people's words? I said I'm not interested in your project. If you keep on talking, don't blame me, a junior, for being rough on you."

Yang Yukun clenched his fist loudly. If this old boy dared to say even half a word more, he would definitely punch this guy in the face.

For Su Meng's sake, he called the old boy uncle.

But this old boy actually dared to take advantage of the old items in his hands, and even wanted to take the old items in his hands to Hong Kong Island and sell them to the English ghost guy.

He didn't beat this old boy today, he was already polite enough to him.

Next time, he won't be so polite to this old boy.

"Okay, I won't say anything, okay, I don't understand. Why are you holding on to those rags one by one? Can you eat or drink them?"

Uncle Su Meng didn't expect that Yang Yukun would give him more face than Uncle Guan, Bashahou, and Han Chunming.

After all, he has been doing business in Hong Kong Island for more than ten years. Hong Kong businessmen who came back to invest from Hong Kong Island, and even public officials were polite to him when they saw him.

He was able to help this boy sell the old items in his hands for a big price. It was unreasonable for this boy not to thank him, but to use violence against him.

"Made, you're not done yet, are you?"

Seeing that Uncle Su Meng was still talking, Yang Yukun reached out and picked up the bench next to him.

"You kid, put down your stool quickly. I have something to do at home. Mr. Pian'er, let's see you soon."

Seeing that Yang Yukun was really planning to mess with him, Uncle Su Meng was startled and ran out of the tavern quickly.

Since Uncle Guan, Bashahou, Han Chunming, and Yang Yukun were unwilling to cooperate with him, he would find other partners.

In such a big city, they are not the only ones who have old items in their hands.

He knew that Mr. Pian'er had some old furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties in his possession, and he made an appointment with Mr. Pian'er to find a place to have a drink.

Pian'erye even sold the yard passed down by his ancestors, so he didn't believe that Pian'erye could resist the temptation of money.

Bashahou asked: "Master Pian'er, do you want to cooperate with him and give him the old things you have in your hands?"

Mr. Pian'er quickly denied: "No, Mr. Hou, don't listen to his nonsense. How can I cooperate with him?"

"Master Pian'er, if you really want the object in your hand, you can sell it to me, and the price will never let you suffer. But you must not let him take the old objects left by our ancestors and sell them abroad. .”

Previously, in order to buy a TV, the film master sold him a double-headed official hat chair.

In the hands of Mr. Pian'er, there are still some furniture from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Han Chunming really likes these things.

If Master Pianer really intends to sell, he would like to buy all these old objects, and the price will be the highest price in the current market.

It would be a pity if Uncle Su Meng really had to take these old items abroad and sell them to ghost guys.

"Okay, if I really want to sell it, I will definitely give priority to selling it to you. Don't worry, I still have such a pattern."

Pian Erye patted his chest and assured the three that the old things in his hands would never be given to Uncle Su Meng, and would never be thrown overseas into the hands of foreign ghosts.

"I'm going to cook. Master, Master Pian'er. You can stay here to eat in a while."

Yang Yukun looked at the time, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

The father-in-law and mother-in-law haven't come back yet, so he is alone at home, so he naturally has to come to cook dinner.

Bad Hou said: "Okay, we haven't seen each other for such a long time. You can have a drink with me later."

Master Pian'er said: "I have an appointment soon, and someone invited me to a restaurant."

"Master Pianer, don't you really intend to give the old thing in your hand to that Liu?"

"Master Marquis, you still don't believe me. I already promised him and I can't break my promise. Don't worry, I will definitely not give him the old thing in my hand."

"Okay, it's yours, we don't care who you give it to."

to be frank.

Although they are old friends, Baoshahou still doesn't believe in Mr. Pian'er.

Back then, Master Pian'er was able to sell the house handed down from his ancestors, but now he might not be able to buy the few pieces of Ming and Qing furniture he had in his possession to Uncle Su Meng.

But the things belong to Master Pian'er, and others really have no control over who he sells them to.

I just hope Master Pian'er won't let this guy fool him.

(End of this chapter)