A treasure-appraisal maniac

After breakfast, the wedding company invited by Yan Yonghui arrived and immediately installed the wedding stage.

The chefs set up the stove and put all the ingredients in place.

As time went by, everything fell into place.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Lu Fei received a call from Little Milk Dog.

"Brother, something happened here."

Wei Shufen is a widow and is alone in the family.

Lu Fei had long ago sent Little Dog and others to the Wei family to help, preparing to cooperate with the wedding.

Lu Fei frowned when he heard something was going on over there.

"okay, I get it."

"Wait for me over there, I'll be there right away."

"Brother Fei, what happened?" Zhu Tianbao asked.

"It's no big deal."

"Let's go take a look and take care of your second uncle and the guests."

"Shall I go with you?"

Lu Fei chuckled.

"Your second uncle hasn't married yet, so it's not appropriate for you to be a nephew in the past."

"Don't worry about it."

"Well!"

"Oh well!"

When Lu Fei and he arrived at the west end of the village, they saw people crowding in front of Wei's house from a distance.

However, compared to the crowd watching the excitement, Lu Fei was more surprised by the Wei family's house.

Huali Village has the aura of a tourist attraction, and almost every family has built a new house.

Some even built four-story small Western-style buildings to open hotels and farmhouses.

But Wei Shufen's house is in sharp contrast to the surrounding houses.

The Wei family has three main rooms, plus two side rooms.

The main house is a blue brick house with ridged tiles, in the style of the Republic of China.

The solid wood window frame is black and shiny, and it turns out to be an old material of red sandalwood. This is quite unexpected.

Not to mention today, such a three-room tile-roofed house was considered a quite luxurious residence even in that period.

Ordinary people can never afford it!

He glanced at the house, and then heard a loud noise coming from the crowd at the door.

"

What do you all do? "

"This is our Zhong family's private matter. Don't get involved with other people. You can't control it." A young man said arrogantly.

"Zhong Hui, your second aunt has been a widow for eleven years."

"Now that we have finally had a good life after all the hardships, you come here to cause trouble. Are you still a human being?"

"Whether I am a human or not is none of your business."

"I'll tell you again, this is our Zhong family's private matter and has nothing to do with you."

"Stop making noise here, no one can do anything today."

"Can't you stand it?"

"In that case, give me the money!"

"No matter who it is, as long as they give me the money, I will leave immediately. Even if Zhong Wei remarries to Africa, I will never stop him."

"If you don't pay me, transfer the house to my name, otherwise she will never get married today."

The quarrel continued inside, and the little nanny pulled Lu Fei aside.

"This is a house and money. What's going on?" Lu Fei asked.

The little milk dog sighed and said.

"I just figured it out too."

According to Little Dog’s description, the person causing trouble inside was named Zhong Hui, who was the nephew of Wei Shufen, the old man who died eleven years ago.

Zhong Hui heard that Wei Shufen was remarrying today, so he brought five of his buddies over to make trouble.

Zhong Hui said that this courtyard is the ancestral home of their Zhong family.

Wei Shufen can remarry, but the house must be transferred to his name.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to give up the house, it costs 1.5 million in cash equivalent to Chinese currency.

These two are the same, if you don't give them, you won't be allowed to get married.

"How is the old lady doing now?" Lu Fei asked.

"The old lady was in the house and just kept crying."

"I asked her, but she didn't say anything!"

"After all, this is someone else's family matter. I didn't understand the situation.

It’s not easy to interfere! " said the little milk dog.

Lu Fei nodded.

"You did the right thing!"

"You guys are watching from outside, I'll go in and take a look before talking."

Lu Fei said as he squeezed into the crowd, glanced at Zhong Hui who was purring, and was about to enter the hospital, but was stopped by Zhong Hui.

"What do you do?"

"No one can enter until our family's problem is solved."

"roll!"

Lu Fei glared, Zhong Hui was slightly startled, and then raised his fat head again.

"Boy, keep your mouth clean for me."

"otherwise"

"Dapeng Xiaofei, look at him for me."

"Bibi, let's tear that stinky mouth out of him first."

After Lu Fei finished speaking, he bumped Zhong Hui away with his shoulder and stepped into the courtyard.

Zhong Hui staggered due to the knock. After he stood still and was about to yell, his collar was grabbed by Dapeng.

People who hang out outside have a unique temperament, which is ruffianism.

The more experienced a gangster is, the more ruffian he is.

Big guys like Dapeng Xiaofei who have fought countless battles have even more outstanding temperaments.

Now that I have corrected my evil ways, I don't usually see that kind of ruffianism.

But if you really open your eyes, that kind of temperament will burst out.

Zhong Hui had also been hanging out for a few days, and when he felt the evil look in Dapeng's eyes, he suddenly felt guilty.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Dapeng chuckled.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

"Just stay outside and let our boss go in and find out more about the situation."

"I will give you a satisfactory answer later."

Lu Fei was even more surprised when he came to the courtyard and looked around.

The Wei family courtyard is paved with bluestones and there is a well in the middle.

The edges of the well are all made of blue stones.

The east side room was renovated into a tofu shop.

To the west is the storage room, and there is an abandoned grain store next to it.

It is worth mentioning that the material of the grain store is actually bamboo, and it is still in the style of the Republic of China.

During the Republic of China, bamboo in Zhongzhou was not cheap.

Those who can afford to use bamboo for food storage are definitely rare.

There are also bluestone floors and vertical shafts made of stone, every bit of which reminds Lu Fei that the Wei family's ancestors are definitely not simple.

At the very least, they are from a wealthy family.

Looking at the red sandalwood window frame again, Lu Fei nodded and walked into the house.

The floor of the middle hall is covered with blue bricks.

The stove and water tank are inconspicuous, but the red rosewood cabinets are extraordinary.

This cabinet is 1.6 meters high and 1.5 meters wide.

There are two compartments on the top and a double-door cabinet on the bottom, similar in style to the Wanli cabinet.

Various condiments and plates and bowls placed above.

Among them, the porcelain jar containing table salt caught Lu Fei's attention.

Glancing at the salt shaker, I heard a woman crying from the east room.

Lu Fei did not rush over, but opened the curtain and entered the west room.

As soon as he walked in, Lu Fei's eyes lit up.

There is a long fire bed with a kang table in the middle.

It is worth mentioning that this kang table is an old item from Huanghuali in the Republic of China.

Basically in good condition except for a few minor scratches.

There is a large camphor wood box at the end of the kang, with some sundries placed on it.

One of the wind-milled copper wax stands is a very nice item.

There are two solid wood cabinets placed on the floor against the west wall.

The material is cypress, but the patina is thick, and it is also an old item from the Republic of China.

There is a clock and two blue and white dust bottles on the cabinet.

Although the dust bottle is not a good thing from the Kangxi and Qianlong dynasties, it is also a product of the Guangxu official kiln.

But that's nothing.

Lu Fei continued to turn his eyes to the right, and when he saw the altar table placed at the base of the south wall, Lu Fei suddenly frowned.