Siheyuan: Chasing Me Out, Still Want Me to Help?

Most of them are retired cadres or businessmen who live nearby and come here to drink tea.

Those who have spare time to come here these years are all decent people.

The teahouse will also invite some qu artists to liven up the atmosphere.

The culture that has been passed down from generation to generation in Beijing and Tianjin is now called the Three Religions and Nine Streams.

Of course, not many people come here just to listen to the music.

Some old friends who rarely see each other on weekdays came together on the table, the owner was short and the family was short, and they exchanged cups to talk about the current situation.

When you are tired from talking, drink two sips of tea, and then your attention will come to the qu artists on the stage.

There are many folk singing operas.

Those who are in the establishment are paid by the state, ranging from [-] to [-] yuan a month.

Those outside the 593 system have little status, and it is no longer easy to make a living.

Unlike later generations, who are superior to others and consider themselves decent people.

of course there are exceptions.

Like some top masters, one performance may be worth more than a month's salary of the big leader.

Ye Chen rides Xiaoxin to the front of the building.

It's pretty lively inside.

The economic recovery in the past six months has greatly improved the living standards of the people.

At least a lot stronger than the previous two years.

Ye Chen saw Uncle Liu sitting by the window at a glance.

So he walked up with a smile.

There was an old-fashioned square table with some crushed peanut skins scattered on the table. Besides Uncle Liu, there was a middle-aged man with a half-shaven beard sitting on the bench.

"Mr. Ye, you have come. Let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Ye Chenye, and this is Director Cheng Xiangdong."

The two shook hands in greeting, and Ye Chen sat down.

I came here today, mainly to solve the problem of peanut sales.

Uncle Liu specially introduced him to an internal official in charge of the market.

"Mr. Ye, I brought you people, so don't sell it. What are you thinking of coming up with this time?"

Ye Chen crushed a peanut, and then pointed to the rest of the plate.

"You have peanuts in your hand?"

Uncle Liu and Cheng Xiangdong were both shocked.

The harvest period of northern peanuts is generally from August to October.

The first two months were the peak season for circulating peanuts, and it was already the end of November.

Where did Ye Chen get so many peanuts?

"I found someone to buy some of them a few days ago, and there is no way to sell them. Director Cheng, I don't know if you can eat this batch of peanuts?"

This explanation is reasonable.

Cheng Xiangdong frowned and asked, "How much does Mr. Ye have in his hand?"

"Two thousand pounds."

"so much?"

Two thousand catties of peanuts, the market price is [-] yuan

For an ordinary person, this is definitely a huge sum of money.

Because of the particularity of peanuts, this crop is strictly controlled in China.

Ye Chen's ability to purchase two thousand catties of peanuts at one time is not small.

Of course, no one will get to the bottom of their business.

This is the rule.

"Director Cheng can't eat it?"

"It can be eaten, but it needs to be divided into batches. After all, peanuts are special, and the peak sales season has passed."

"It's okay, I can afford it, then I will trouble Director Cheng. The goods are still in the same place and there are still some things at home, so I won't bother."

After that, Marven Ye helped them pay for the tea, then got up and left the teahouse.

"Old Liu, where did you know such a weird person?"

"It can only be said that it was a coincidence. Okay, I will bring the goods to you on time tomorrow. Director Cheng, I have something to do, so I won't accompany you to listen to "The Legend of the Dragon" here."

Uncle Liu didn't say much, even he didn't know much about Ye Chen.

Come out of the tea house.

Ye Chen rode his bicycle straight to the Beixinqiao Waste Collection Station.

"Miss Ma."

"Yo, Xiaoye and Xin girl are here."

Also an old acquaintance.

For the past half month, Ye Chen has come every day.

Sister Ma also didn't expect that this kid could really find a relationship to open the back door for him and scavenge waste products from the waste collection station.

"How's it going, today's business is okay?"

Ye Chen handed over a handful of peanuts.

Sister Ma immediately burst into laughter.

The staff of the waste collection station have a very good attitude towards Ye Chen.

In addition to the sweet mouth, these rare broken mouths that are brought every day are also a very important factor.

"Just like that, it's basically all rags and old newspapers, and not much copper and iron are collected. Everything is at the back. You can see what you like, and tell my sister if you like it."

After searching for nearly half an hour, I couldn't find anything with a sense of age.

Ye Chen was not surprised.

There have been harvests before, but Beixinqiao is such a big place, and it is not every day that there are surprises.

After saying hello, two figures, one big and one small, left the acquisition station.

It was almost half past five when we got home.

There are many residents waiting in the courtyard.

In the past half a month, the threshold of the compound has been trampled by the nearby neighbors.

"Yo, Xiaoye is back, do you accept this chair?"

"Look at mine first, the ancestral pipe, I think it has too much rust, and I specially wiped it for you, it's like new."

Ye Chen took a look, don't say it, it's really old.

Just a pity.

"Uncle Fang, if you hadn't wiped off the rust on the pipe, I can get it for five yuan. Now that it's wiped off, it's worth fifty cents."

"Huh? This"

Seeing that the person didn't plan to sell, Ye Chen didn't bother much.

He has seen a lot of antiques, and this kind of lesser time is not necessary for him.

There was nothing that caught his eye when he circled it.

Instead, he saw someone who surprised him.

"Liu Guangtian? Why are you here too?"

"Brother Ye, my dad is my dad, I am me, our family is different, I will not mix your grievances and grievances with my dad, this time I came here mainly because there is an old object that I want you to slap. ."

Liu Guangtian bowed his body, his expression a little flattering.

Ye Chen raised his brows and changed his smiling face.

"If your father has half of your consciousness, our two families will not be like this. Okay, let me see the things."

Hearing what Ye Chen said, Liu Guangtian breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly handed over the box in his hand.

"It was passed down from my grandfather, and my dad passed it on to my brother. My brother heard that you like to collect some broken money. No, it's an old item. I specially asked me to ask, do you want this cup?"

Seeing the shape of the cup clearly, Ye Chen's eyelids jumped.

His brows furrowed immediately.

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't seem interested, Liu Guangtian became anxious.

"Brother Ye, this cup is definitely a treasure. Although we can't see any use, my dad said it was something in the palace."

"Something in the palace? Your dad is not afraid to flash his tongue when he says this?"

Shaking his head, Ye Chen got closer, and then explained in a serious manner: "This is a rhino horn cup with rough workmanship and an average material. Look at what is carved on it?"

Liu Guangtian carefully looked at the pattern on the cup and said tentatively, "It looks like a dog?"

"Hey, yes, what are the things that are usually engraved in the palace? Chishou dragon pattern, how many dogs can be carved on it? This is a common folk rhino horn cup, used for drinking, I have an enamel cup It's alright, this thing is an old thing I don't know how many years old, I feel dirty drinking it, take it away."

Ye Chen didn't want to accept it at all, Liu Guangtian was anxious: "No, Brother Ye, you wait, wait."

"It doesn't matter if he is from the palace or the folks, even if he can't be used for drinking, it's not bad to put it at home as a decoration. How much do you want to give first."

Ye Chen was very confused.

After a period of war between heaven and man, he was finally moved by Liu Guangtian's sincerity.

"It's just for your sake, how much does your brother plan to do?"

Liu Guangtian looked at the cup, and he lost his confidence, so he asked tentatively, "Twenty or twenty?"