Siheyuan: I'm not the one who takes the blame

Chapter 182 Found a treasure

The eldest mother was a little shocked and asked: "Bang Geng'er, who were you beaten by?"

Bang Geng'er ignored him and strode away.

The aunt shook her head and sighed, then went back without saying anything else.

And Qin Jingru in the room heard it.

Thinking about what Brother Zhuzi said yesterday, I snorted in my heart.

It really is this bastard thing.

Fortunately, Brother Zhuzhu has already taught him a lesson.

Banggener goes directly to the steel rolling mill.

But can't get in.

He could only ask people from the security department to go to the factory to call his mother out.

Qin Huairu was called out after a while.

It was heartbreaking to see my son with a bruised nose and swollen face.

He hurried forward, held his son's face with his hands, and shouted distressedly: "Bang Geng'er, who hit this? Why did he hit him so hard?"

Bang Geng'er didn't answer, but said, "Mom, give me ten yuan and I'll go to the hospital."

How can you sell tickets with such a pig-headed face?

People will be scared away.

Qin Huairu hesitated, "Let's let your Grandpa Hu take a look, it doesn't cost money."

"Mom, I don't want Mr. Hu to see a doctor, so I'll go to the hospital." Bang Geng'er looked stubborn.

Seeing his son like that, Qin Huairu couldn't bear to beat him.

I had no choice but to take out ten yuan from my pocket, and said: "Ten yuan must be a lot, you buy some meat and go home, and I will cook braised pork for you tonight."

Bang Geng'er took the money and left without replying.

Qin Huairu looked sad.

After watching his son leave, Qin Huairu rushed to the workshop.

As soon as I entered the workshop, I could feel the gloating looks of many people.

Qin Huairu walked to her work station with her head lowered.

She was already used to these things.

And the story of Qin Huairu's son being beaten spread around the factory.

During lunchtime, the co-workers were talking about this.

Ma Hua and Liu Lan also asked a few questions.

He Yuzhu felt funny in his heart.

Bang Geng'er is really stubborn.

You can get medical treatment for free, but you have to spend money to go to the hospital.

It's not because Mr. Hu has a good relationship with him.

I have to say that this kid doesn't know how to be flexible, and sooner or later he will suffer.

No, he has already suffered a loss.

After giving Bang Gen'er a lesson, the system rewarded him quite a lot.

There are twenty pieces of unity, ten small yellow croakers, god-level treasure appreciating abilities, and ten pounds of pork.

Three kilograms of pork have been used in the morning, and there are still seven kilograms left.

After the work in the kitchen was finished, He Yuzhu rode his bicycle to the antique market.

It is said to be an antique market, which is a small alley next to Chaoyang Gate.

There are various vendors selling antiques inside.

In the past, he had no ability to identify treasures, so he collected a lot of good things.

Now that the system rewards him with god-level treasure appraisal ability, it’s even more important to check it out.

Maybe you'll find something good.

Antiques obtained at this time are very valuable.

Of course, there are also many fakes, so it depends on whether you have the eyesight to see them.

It was not the first time for He Yuzhu to come here, but he parked his bicycle by the side and looked at the stall.

With a glance, you can tell whether an antique is real or fake.

No, he glanced at every stall.

There are so many fakes.

After a while, he squatted down in front of an old man's stall.

At a glance, there are so many old objects on this stall.

And there are many genuine ones.

He Yuzhu asked seemingly casually: "Old man, how do you sell the things on your stall?"

The old man held out two fingers and said, "The price is two hundred."

He Yuzhu: "..." So cheap?

Seeing that He Yuzhu was not very interested, the old man shouted anxiously: "Young man, my family is in urgent need of money, so I came here to set up a stall, otherwise these good things would not be sold."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Old man, I feel that I am destined to be with you..."

"No bargaining, two hundred yuan per piece." The old man directly interrupted He Yuzhu.

This made He Yuzhu dumbfounded.

Does he find it expensive?
He didn't like it being cheap.

So many authentic products are only 200 yuan.

He Yuzhu suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said very boldly: "Old man, I want everything from your stall, so you can figure out how much it is."

Seeing this, the people next to him felt that He Yuzhu had been taken advantage of.

Actually want them all?
At 200 yuan a piece, it looks like a fake at first glance.

How can it really be sold so cheaply?

The old man looked at He Yuzhu in shock and couldn't believe it, "You really want to buy it?"

He has been displaying it here for a few days, and whenever anyone asks, he always offers two hundred.

As soon as people heard the price, they left immediately.

He was so worried.

If it can't be sold, my grandson's medical expenses will be cut off.

"Old man, do the math, I really want it all." He Yuzhu said seriously.

So the old man began to settle accounts.

"4000 yuan." The old man shouted with some trembling.

There are only twenty items in total on the stall.

There are bronze mirrors, cups, hot pots, beautiful bowls and so on.

He Yuzhu also readily took out the 4000 yuan from his sleeve.

Well, actually it was taken from space.

He Yuzhu handed over the money and said, "Old man, count it."

The old man's hands started to tremble, he took the money and started counting.

At the same time, He Yuzhu took out a sack from his pocket and filled it with the antiques on the stall.

After putting all the antiques on the stall into sacks, He Yuzhu did not leave, but watched the old man count the money.

After all the money was counted, He Yuzhu smiled and shouted: "Old man, please count the money."

The old man nodded with excitement and held He Yuzhu's hand, "Thank you, young man. You saved my grandson's life."

"Master, I have to thank you for selling me so many antiques." He Yuzhu smiled happily.

There are at least fifteen items here that are genuine.

There are even objects from the Tang Dynasty.

This time I really found a treasure.

Everyone around me was calling him a fool.

"It's true that people are stupid and have too much money."

"No, they are all fakes and cost a huge amount of money."

"Young man, look, I also have a lot of antiques in my stall."

"Young man, come here and take a look."

"..."

He Yuzhu glanced at the other stalls and shook his head.

It's not like he was really taken advantage of.

The things on these stalls are all fake, why should he buy them?

He Yuzhu carried the sack and left.

The vendors at these stalls are very sorry.

"Old man Hou, you are really lucky."

"Old man Hou, if you still have old items, you have to bring them back and sell them."

"Old man Hou, your grandson's medical expenses are enough."

"..."

He Yuzhu turned his head and smiled at Old Man Hou, "Uncle Hou, if you have any more old things, you can go to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill to find me. I work in the kitchen."

Uncle Hou nodded repeatedly.

When encountering such a straightforward client, he naturally had to be more polite.

And He Yuzhu didn't dare to delay after collecting so many treasures.

Put the sack on the bicycle and ride towards the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)