Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 131 The Republic of China Sofa
It is said that Lao Zhao invited Zeng Yifan and Zhao Dapeng into the house.Compared with the rubbish villa for more than half a month, this house is clean and bright now.

Old Zhao threw away almost all the previous furniture and replaced them with a new batch.But for that set of old solid wood furniture, it is still placed in the living room.

In fact, during the last visit, Zeng Yifan noticed that this solid wood sofa, except for one sofa leg was damaged, the whole is in good condition, and it is obviously old wood, the wood is mellow, and the shape is simple and simple.

Today, Lao Zhao has repaired the damaged sofa legs, and carefully scrubbed them with a special cleaning solution. Although it is just a set of old furniture, placed in a well-decorated villa, there is no sense of disobedience.

"Uncle Zhao, this sofa is quite old, why don't you also replace it together?" Zhao Dapeng was obviously a little hesitant, after all, the person who had sat on this sofa before died, so I can't imagine that Lao Zhao, who cares so much about Feng Shui, didn't throw it away up.

Hearing this, Lao Zhao was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to lose it. The value of this sofa is enough for me to buy half of this villa."

"What?!" Zhao Dapeng was so surprised that he almost stuck out his tongue.Such a scumbag sofa is worth hundreds of thousands?

Although Zeng Yifan could see that this sofa was not an ordinary old thing, he didn't expect it to be so valuable.

"Let me just say, this sofa is not an ordinary thing at first glance. The wood is mellow, bright in color, and you can touch it..." Zhao Dapeng said, and then he hit his big buttocks on it.Such an expensive sofa, just sit on it and feel a little extravagant.

There is a feeling of "satin skin-friendly".Zeng Yifan secretly slandered.Apart from knowing this sentence, what else can this girl do?It was the same when I saw Zhenlong Pan at the beginning.

"what!"

As soon as Zhao Dapeng touched his butt, he jumped up with a loud cry.

"What's the matter? You have thorns on your butt?" Zeng Yifan couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhao Dapeng jumping up from the sofa, trembling twice along the way.

"Electricity! There is electricity on this sofa!" Zhao Dapeng was already more than one meter away from the sofa, but his legs were still trembling.If it is a metal object, it is understandable that it is charged, but how can a wooden object have electricity?Just now, it was like hundreds of needles pierced into the buttocks at the same time, and I felt almost paralyzed.

Could it be that this time I really encountered a "ghost electric shock"?Isn't that what the dead have used?
Here Zhao Dapeng was terrified, Zeng Yifan was puzzled, but Lao Zhao seemed to be used to it.He wanted to stop Zhao Dapeng from sitting down, but he was not sure, so he had to watch the situation, and it really did.

"Uncle Zhao, this thing is very wicked, no matter how valuable it is!" Zhao Dapeng looked at Lao Zhao, with tears in his eyes from the pain, as if admonishing him with death.

"This is a red sandalwood sofa from the period of the Republic of China. At first I didn't know how valuable it was, so I was going to throw it away. Only when I met an expert did I know it was worth 60 to [-] yuan." Lao Zhao said, and moved three chairs for Zeng Yifan and Zhao Dapeng sat down and began to elaborate on the old sofa of the Republic of China, which made people happy and surprised.

Speaking of which, Lao Zhao didn't know who the real owner of this sofa was.It's not Chen Jianguo's, that's already very clear.Therefore, it can only be assumed to belong to the girl who died in this house.

Speaking of this girl, Zeng Yifan and Zhao Dapeng both thought of what happened in the underground water chamber in Xixi Wetland.The girl who died in Lao Zhao's house, let's call her Xiaojuan, died because she was inexplicably pregnant with a rat fetus and failed in private abortion.In order to avenge him, her boyfriend burned almost all the little mice.

Speaking of which, this boy probably died in that fierce battle.Did not see him swim out.Now even that cave is flooded with water, and the water chamber has long since ceased to exist.

Because the value of this sofa was too high, Lao Zhao didn't dare to take it as his own casually, so he beat around the bush and went to inquire about the situation of the dead girl.As a result, this matter was kept secret at the police station, only saying that it had nothing to do with Lao Zhao, who is the landlord, and was driven back every time.

Well, the sky has fallen twice, Lao Zhao can only think that this place has been re-arranged by Zeng Yifan, and his fortune has improved.So all the furniture was changed, leaving only this priceless sofa. After careful repair and cleaning, it can indeed withstand the luxurious decoration of the living room.

But things didn't end there.Since Lao Zhao moved in, strange things often happened in the house.

"One night, I was sitting on the sofa watching TV and poured myself a glass of water. In the end, I didn't take a sip at all, and the glass suddenly became empty." Lao Zhao continued to talk about strange things.

At this moment, Zhao Dapeng happened to be drinking the water poured by Lao Zhao, and almost choked on it, making it look like a ghost was drinking water: "Uncle Zhao, you are too old, you drank the water and forgot, right?" ?”

"I thought so too at first, so I got up and poured it again, and it turned out..."

"What was the result?"

"It turned out that my pants were wet." After Lao Zhao finished speaking, his expression was quite embarrassed.

"Pfft——" Zhao Dapeng couldn't help but spit out a sip of water: "Uncle Zhao, you can't tell ghost stories, it's too cold, I dare to pour water on my pants, thinking it's really a ghost drinking water."

"It's wet on the buttocks." Old Zhao added: "I can't pour water on the seat by myself, then sit down, and suspect that I didn't even drink water."

"This..." Indeed, but the 50-year-old Zhao has stayed with the leader for so many years, so of course he would not make such a mistake.

"Then what's the matter with the sofa being electrified?" Zeng Yifan also became interested and couldn't help asking.

"It happens from time to time, sometimes the sofa moves by itself."

"Uh! No way!" Upon hearing this, Zhao Dapeng immediately looked at the Minguo sofa with a look of monsters.Could it be that this girl is some kind of sofa genius, who can move her position by herself?

Speaking of which, the Republic of China has only been around for a hundred years, so can one become a master?
"If that's the case, why are you still keeping it? Sell it or dispose of it, it doesn't matter." Zeng Yifan also didn't understand.According to Lao Zhao's superstitious feng shui, even if what happened seemed harmless, it was still very weird after all.Even if you are reluctant to throw it away, it shouldn't be a big problem to sell it at a discount.

"It's not that I haven't thought about selling it." Lao Zhao hurriedly clarified: "This sofa is worth at least 50 yuan according to an expert estimate. I listed it on the second-hand website for 38 yuan."

"No one wants this?" Zhao Dapeng was puzzled.What kind of ancient furniture is the most popular collection now, let alone so much discount, it is the original price, and there are many people who buy it and put it there to increase value.

"Yes, several groups of people came to see it, but in the end, they were all teased." Speaking of this, Old Zhao sighed.

tease?This is so much fun.Looking at the old Zhao Yuyu, he seemed to be a naughty child facing this set of Republic of China sofa, quite helpless.

(End of this chapter)