I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

Except for Hu Muzhi, no one at the scene thought that Zhang Gui would agree.

For a while, Zhang Jun, Xia Yurou, and Xia Heze were all stunned.

"Manager Xia, give me the money." Hu Muzhi smiled and looked at Xia Yurou.

"Oh...oh..." Xia Yurou came back to her senses, took out 10,000 yuan from her bag, and handed the bag directly to Zhang Gui.

Zhang Gui took it with a smile, and handed the painting to Xia Yurou.

When she got this painting again, Xia Yurou felt a sense of relief.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Hu Muzhi said, and he also greeted Xia Heze.

Zhang Jun watched Hu Muzhi and Xia Yurou turn and leave, and suddenly became angry, looked at Zhang Gui, and shouted, "Damn, are you mentally retarded? A face is worth 20,000."

"Don't say 20,000, I'll also give you 200,000." Zhang Gui scolded. "Also, did you just say that I am mentally retarded?

Although Zhang Gui is honest and honest, he is not the master of fear.

This can be seen from the few who helped Hu Muzhi intimidate last time.

Xia Heze heard the voice behind him, turned his head to look, and found that Zhang Guizheng was holding Zhang Jun's collar.

As for Zhang Jun, Xia Heze wanted to beat him for a long time, and this time was undoubtedly a good opportunity.

Then he said to Hu Muzhi and Xia Yurou: "Muzhi, old lady, I'll go to the toilet and wait for me at the parking lot.

Saying that, 517 ran directly to Zhang Jun's side, and flying was a kick.

He directly kicked Zhang Jun to the ground and fell to the ground.

Zhang Jun was in pain, and just as he was about to scold the street, he found a black figure sharply enlarged in his pupil.

When I saw it clearly, I realized that it was a fist.

"Bang~"

Xia Heze's punch hit Zhang Jun in the face.

"You dare to hit me..." Where did Zhang Jun suffer from such anger.

"Who told you to wipe your mouth open, and spray it out all the time, it's light to hit you." Xia Heze didn't give Zhang Jun a chance to get up and fight back. .

Zhang Jun was lying on the ground, and the one who was beaten could only hold his head and suffer silently.

Hu Muzhi turned his head and glanced, showing a faint smile, this guy just needs to be cleaned up.

"Hu Muzhi, do you know the stall owner just now?" Xia Yurou asked Hu Muzhi as she walked.

"Yes." Hu Muzhi nodded.

"Even if you know each other, it's impossible to make the other party cheaper by 20,000 directly, right?" Xia Yurou continued to ask.

"Everyone is mutual. If you help me today, I will help you tomorrow, of course, except for the white-eyed wolf." (bjci) Hu Muzhi smiled lightly: "And Lao Zhang, a very real person."

Xia Yurou could not agree with Lao Zhang's fact.

To be real, yesterday would not bite the price and not let go.

However, Xia Yurou did not expect that the reason why Lao Zhang did not let go was because of Hu Muzhi.

Even Hu Muzhi himself did not think of this.

"To be honest, I don't even know how to thank you for doing me such a big favor." Xia Yurou said.

Hu Muzhi thought about it for a while, and found that he didn't lack anything.

If there is one thing to say about the shortcomings, it is money and furniture.

After all, the courtyard is so big, and I only have a Chinese-style six-piece suit and two beds.

Thinking of this, Hu Muzhi said.

"Manager Xia, if you really want to thank me, please help me pay attention to the hardwood furniture, which is lacking in my courtyard."

"Okay, I'll help you pay attention." Xia Yurou nodded and agreed.

While they were talking, the two had already arrived at the parking spot where Xia Yurou had parked.

Xia Yurou opened the car door and put the painting in the back row.

Not long after, Xia Heze returned after beating Zhang Jun.

"Muzhi, if it weren't for you tonight, I'm afraid that Zhang Jun would be riding on the head." Xia Heze said, "Go, let my sister invite you to dinner."

"Night supper will be next time." Hu Muzhi waved his hand and said, "The family must be waiting for you to share the joy of retrieving this painting? Go back quickly."5

Xia Yurou nodded, as Hu Muzhi said, her father was waiting at home.

As Xia Yurou drove away, Hu Muzhi saw Zhang Gui's tricycle coming from far and near.

Staying close, Hu Muzhi said: "Old Zhang, thank you today, I will write down this favor. 35

"Xiao Hu, don't say that, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to pick up this big leak. Zhang Gui waved his hands again and again.

"Enough." Hu Muzhi gave Zhang Gui a thumbs up.

"Let's go, I'll treat you to a good meal." Zhang Gui pointed to the back seat of his tricycle and motioned for Hu Muzhi to get in the car.

"Old Zhang, it's really not safe to carry the fifty thousand dollars on your body. You should take it home first, and you'll have the next night's supper." Hu Muzhi shook his head.

Zhang Gui thought about it and thought it made sense, nodded and said: "Sure, then I will go to the courtyard to find you tomorrow.

Immediately, Hu Muzhi continued to shop in Panjiayao.

When Hu Muzhi was shopping at the stall, Xia Yurou and Xia Heze had already arrived home.

Opening the door, the two siblings saw Xia Songping sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

Looking at the ashtray full of cigarette butts, the two siblings knew that their father was nervous.

Seeing the two brothers and sisters come back, Xia Songping hurriedly cut off the cigarette butts and stood up from the sofa.

After seeing the picture scroll in Xia Heze's hand, his expression suddenly became excited.

"Dad, fortunately, I brought the painting back to you." Xia Heze smiled and handed the painting scroll in his hand to Xia Songping.

Xia Songping took the picture scroll with trembling hands, took out a pair of white gloves from under the coffee table, put them on his hands, and then slowly spread the picture.

Mozhu is bold but not wild.

"That's right, that's right, it's the one that was stolen back then..." Xia Songping's whole body was shaking with excitement.

Seeing this, Xia Yurou gently stroked Xia Songping's back.

"Daughter, how much did it cost?" Xia Songping asked.

"It didn't cost much. 35 Xia Yurou waved her hand, not wanting to say more.

"Hey, Dad knows that you have a strong character, and you will take care of everything by yourself. If it weren't for you, this family would have collapsed over the years, and your younger brother, who was not motivated before..."

Before Xia Songping could finish speaking, Xia Heze interrupted: "Dad, I didn't praise you like that, and I'm still standing in front of you.

"If you want to speak ill of me, at least wait until I'm gone?"

"Also, Dad, let me tell you, thanks to Muzhi today, otherwise this painting would have been stolen.

"How?" Xia Songping asked hurriedly.

Xia Heze told Xia Songping the whole story.

"This Hu Muzhi is really a lucky star in our family. Our family owes him a big favor." Xia Songping said.

If it wasn't for Hu Muzhi no longer working at Guxuan Pavilion, he really wanted to meet him tomorrow and express his gratitude in person.

He even thought of recruiting Hu Muzhi back to the museum. Now that he has been reinstated, he has every right to change Hu Muzhi to a regular position.

ps: The name of the first few chapters is wrong, it is Xia Songping, not Xia Dongping, it has been revised!.

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