Siheyuan: Relieve stress and relieve worries

Chapter 419 Happy Can
After finishing their meal, Yan Bugui and Yang Ruiping went out for a walk. As soon as they reached the door, they heard the sound of two people arguing inside. Yan Bugui and Yang Ruiping walked in. As soon as they entered, they saw Jia Zhangshi and Yang Yue'e arguing loudly about something.

When Jia Zhang saw Yang Ruiping coming, she said, "Old Yang, come here and judge for yourself. Is what I said wrong?"

Yang Ruiping said: "Why can't we talk it out calmly? We have been neighbors for so many years, why are we still quarreling?"

Yang Yue'e said: "We are not quarreling. Well, let me talk about it. Xu Wood just came."

Then Yang Yue'e recounted what had just happened, and finally said: "I was kind-hearted and mentioned my neighbor."

Jia Zhang said: "Xu Wude must have bad intentions. He wants Xu Damao to marry into his family. In this way, they can move back home. Not only will they get a house, but they will also get a cheap daughter-in-law and grandchildren. I guess Xu Damao must not be living a good life."

Yan Bugui gave Jia Zhang a thumbs up and said, "You are right. Lao Yi and I saw him this morning. He was setting up a stall in front of the front door."

Jia Zhang was very pleased and said, "See, I guessed it right. Xu Wude has no good intentions. He is just calculating."

Yang Yue'e heard this and realized that this was the case. That wouldn't do. She pulled Liu Haizhong up and said, "Let's go home and remind Guilan not to be fooled by Xu Wude."

Liu Haizhong also pointed outside, and the two of them left the teahouse.

Yang Ruiping said: "This Xu Wude is really a man of many minds. How can he be so calculating?"

Yan Bugui said: "He has never changed. He has always been calculating against others."

A few people were chatting in the teahouse. After a while, more and more people came. Jia Zhang's face was smiling like a flower, and judging by his movements, he didn't look like a woman who was almost eighty years old at all.

After leaving his parents' home, Yan Jiekuang went to Guanyuan. He planned to buy some ornamental fish. When he arrived at Guanyuan, Yan Jiekuang began to stroll with his hands behind his back. When he saw something that interested him, he stopped to look. He walked and stopped like this. There was really everything for sale here, not only flowers, birds, fish, insects and related things, but also people selling fishing gear, calligraphy and paintings, antiques, old books, and even Buddhist supplies.

Because Yan Jiekuang wanted a large quantity, he did not hang around the street stalls for long, but went straight to a tropical fish shop and negotiated with the owner. The owner readily said that he should go to his shop to have a look, and then he would give him all the fish at once. Yan Jiekuang left his address, made an appointment, and left.

When they were about to leave the market, they saw a small stall surrounded by people, and there were sounds of quarreling coming from inside. Yan Jiekuang had nothing to do anyway, so he squeezed in to see the excitement.

I saw an old farmer squatting inside, smoking a pipe, with two red-glazed gilded figure wedding jars in front of him, the left one with a pattern of The West Chamber, and the right one with a pattern of Moon Worship Pavilion. Two people were arguing, one was an old man in his sixties or seventies, and the other was a man in his thirties.

After listening for a while, Yan Jiekuang understood. The young man thought that the jar was an imitation of the Republic of China, so he wanted to give the old farmer 500 yuan, while the old man thought it was from the late Qing Dynasty, so he was willing to give 100 yuan more. The young man refused to accept the offer, saying that he was not short of the 100 yuan. However, the old man's excuse for trying to steal the business was too lame. How many years could there be between the Republic of China and the late Qing Dynasty? This was obviously an excuse he made up to steal the business.

The two men started arguing, and the old farmer remained silent. After a while, the old man asked the farmer, "Sir, who do you think you're going to sell it to?"

The old farmer shook his head, knocked his eye bags on the stone bricks beside him, and then pinned them to his belt, saying, "I will sell it to whoever pays more. My son needs money to save his life, and you are giving too little."

The two of them were silent. They both thought that the wedding jar was not worth much money. Six hundred was the maximum they could get, and a hundred more at most. They both thought so. They referred to the price of the Republic of China wedding jars at the Friendship Store.

Yan Jiekuang squatted down and said, "Uncle, can I take a look?"

The old farmer looked at Yan Jiekuang and nodded. Yan Jiekuang looked at the bottom of the inscription and frowned, but asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with your son?"

The old farmer sighed and said, "The kidneys are damaged. They say it's renal failure."

Everyone was shocked. This disease requires a kidney transplant, how much money would that cost? Everyone looked at the old farmer with sympathy. As soon as they saw the old farmer, they knew that his family must not have much money.

But the young man's attention was all on Yan Jiekuang, and he said sarcastically: "If there was a bottom payment, we wouldn't have to fight for so long. This is from the Republic of China, and it's from the people."

Yan Jiekuang put down the wedding jars and said to the old farmer, "I want this pair of wedding jars. One is worth 100,000 yuan, and I'll give you 200,000 yuan. Do you like it?" As soon as he finished speaking, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and the two men were dumbfounded. Could it be that they had made a mistake? In any case, they could not afford the money.

The old farmer was stunned and wanted to stand up, but before he stood up, he half-squatted and asked, "Really? You are not pitying me, are you? No, you can't give me so much money if you pity me, yes, yes, yes."

The old farmer was talking incoherently. Yan Jiekuang stood up and said, "Then take your stuff and follow me. Make sure you take it well. I won't pay you if you drop it."

The old farmer quickly put the things into a sack and put it on his back, doing all this very carefully. He then followed Yan Jiekuang, who took him directly to his own collection hall.

When he arrived at his own collection house, Yan Jiekuang walked to the side door and rang the doorbell. Because there was a surveillance system, the security guard opened the door for Yan Jiekuang after a while. Yan Jiekuang took the old farmer to his office. Yan Jiekuang's office was at the innermost part of the courtyard, in the main room in the backyard.

Yan Jiekuang asked the old farmer to sit down, and then someone brought him tea. The old farmer was thirsty, so he drank it. Yan Jiekuang called Ji Lian and asked him to send a financial officer to deliver 200,000 yuan to the Tibetan Museum. Then Yan Jiekuang asked the old farmer to put the jar on the table. Not long after, an accountant and a security guard came. Yan Jiekuang asked the old farmer to count the jars. The old farmer was confused. This was too much. He didn't know how to count.

Yan Jiekuang was happy and said, "How about this, uncle? I'll ask them to bring the money with you to the bank and deposit the money directly. When you need the money, you can just go to the bank to withdraw it. It's convenient, okay?"

The old farmer said: "This is a good idea, this is a good idea"

"Do you have your ID card with you?" Yan Jiekuang asked.

"I brought it, I brought it." said the old farmer.

Yan Jiekuang said, "That's fine. You can deposit the money with him, send him to where he wants to go, and then go back to the company directly."

The two men left with the old farmer and the money. Yan Jiekuang brought an alcohol lamp and a brush. In fact, the jar had a bottom, but it was covered with wax. This was intentional.

Yan Jiekuang started the wax removal work. Just after he finished cleaning one, a security guard outside said, "There's an old man knocking on the door outside. He should have followed you here."

Yan Jiekuang walked to the front yard and took a look. It was the old man who was arguing with the two people. Yan Jiekuang said, "Let's go and take a look."

The security guard opened the door, Yan Jiekuang walked out and asked, "Uncle, are you looking for me?"

When the old man saw Yan Jiekuang, he asked directly: "I just want to know which dynasty this jar is from. You can spend so much money, I must find out."

Yan Jiekuang had no intention of inviting him in, and said, "It's from the Ming Xuande period. It's not that there is no inscription on the bottom. The inscription has been hidden, probably to better protect the two jars."

The old man was shocked. If so, it must be from the official kiln, so he asked, "Do you know which kiln it is from?"

"Jun kiln, didn't you see the gold stamping? It's from the royal family." Yan Jiekuang said.

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Can you please let me in to take another look?"

Yan Jiekuang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sir. This is my private collection. There are too many important things in it. I can't let you in. I'm sorry."

When the old man heard this, he knew he couldn't get in, so he sighed, turned around and left. After watching him leave, Yan Jiekuang returned to his office and continued his work.

At this time in Guanyuan, everyone was talking about it. The focus of the discussion was that Yan Jiekuang spent 200,000 yuan to buy two wedding jars. The old man returned to Guanyuan and set up a stall there himself. The old man came back without saying a word and packed up his things. At this time, the young man came over.

"Old Liu, what's wrong with you? Are you still unhappy about those two wedding jars? I'm not arguing with you, it's just that he is really from the Republic of China, and those jars are too new." said the young man.

The old man was already very angry. If Yan Jiekuang hadn't intervened, he might have gotten a great bargain today. After hearing what the young man said, he became even angrier and said, "Xiao Wang, I told you that you are uneducated and unskilled, and you really are. What are you trying to rob me of? Ah, I got something, so how could you not benefit from it? Now look what happened, you let others get a great bargain, and you ruined all the good things."

Xiao Wang also got anxious and said, "I was the one who asked about the jar first. You are the one who messed up my business. They are just two broken jars. Why do you care?"

A few people gathered around to watch the fun, and they all said, "Yeah, two jars from the Republic of China, don't hurt feelings, it's just a small matter, Lao Liu, you don't have to be so angry."

Old Liu was not happy and said, "What do you know? A broken jar? I have found the man. Do you think he is doing charity? I tell you the truth. The man who bought the jar is a master. You know nothing."

When several people heard this, they thought there was something else going on, including Xiao Wang, who started asking questions immediately.

Old Liu got impatient with the question and said, "Well, I'll tell you and make you understand clearly. The jar is not without a mark, but the mark is hidden by wax and made to look old. People have seen the mark now. It is a Ming Xuande official kiln wedding jar, and it is from the Jun kiln. Just one of them would not be put up for auction for less than 10 million yuan, not to mention that they are a pair. That person got a great bargain."

In an instant, all those people were stunned. Xiao Wang was dumbfounded and kept saying, "Impossible, impossible, this can't be true. Oh, my Xuande jar, it slipped away right under my nose." Xiao Wang burst into tears.

Soon, everyone in Guanyuan knew that someone spent 200,000 yuan to buy a jar worth 20 million yuan, and more, and the most important thing was that it was from Jun kiln.

Such news spread very quickly. Within three days, all the antique shops in the city knew about the news. People from several auction companies were looking for the buyer everywhere. As a result, Old Liu even earned 100,000 yuan just because of the news about the buyer Yan Jiekuang.

(End of this chapter)