Siheyuan: Start as a truck driver

Hearing this, Liu Hai was overjoyed. He pushed the tricycle and was about to walk into the yard, but after taking two steps, he stopped again.

The reason is simple, the courtyard door is locked.

"Old Wang, please open the door quickly."

When the antique dealer heard Liu Haizhong's words, his face suddenly turned ugly.

The reason is simple. His door is locked from the inside and cannot be opened from the outside.

After learning about the embarrassing experience of the antique dealer, Liu Haizhong scratched his head and said: "Then what should we do now? We can't wait here until dawn."

The second aunt came up with an idea: "Old Wang, didn't you jump off the wall just now? Then you can crawl in along the wall now, open the door, and let us in?"

Liu Haizhong also said excitedly: "Yes, yes. Lao Wang, hurry up and climb back along the wall."

When the antique dealer heard Liu Haizhong's idea, instead of being happy, he frowned.

Liu Haizhong looked at the antique dealer and said, "Old Wang, hurry up. The neighbor will come out in a while. I still have so many antiques here. If your neighbor sees it, we will both be in trouble."

My prestige outside the neighborhood is very low, and few leaders in the neighborhood office would call me "teacher" when they see me.

The antique dealer knew that the old lady had made another mistake, and quickly explained: "Cuihua, does he still remember Cuihua? Old lady, you are Cuihua's son. Your mother's relationship with him was very wrong back then. He usually

I hate eating the rice cakes made by your mother."

After saying that, the wife turned around and retreated outside the yard.

Looking closely from the bangs, it was a jade pendant. The texture of the jade pendant was inferior Hetian jade, showing a deep turquoise color, like spring leaves or deep lake water.

Not once did your man come home with gifts to visit the old lady.,

I tried several times without success.

If there is no other way, the seventh little mother also goes into battle personally.

Hearing those words, Liu Haizhong suddenly lost his frustration.

In that era, workers' wages were very high, specifically only seventy or eighty yuan, and two hundred yuan was not much.

The little mother opened the door before climbing up, and Liu Haizhong quickly pushed the eight-wheeler out of the yard.

If it were placed under the white market, people would know it was dug out of the ground at a glance. He also knew that the inspection of such things in the white market was very strict now. That meant that potential buyers of that kind of things would

a lot of.

When she heard about rice cakes, the old lady finally thought about it.

If it had been anyone else, they would have done the same thing. But the antique dealer actually nodded and agreed to come forward.

The two were arguing when the door to the courtyard next door opened.

Hearing that, the antique dealer knew that if Liu Haizhong had done his homework beforehand, he would have been so vague about it.

The old lady's eyes were evil. Although she didn't have a flashlight to shine on her, she still looked vaguely. The antique dealer's appearance was just too bad, and the antique dealer's voice didn't sound strange at all.

I'm sure if those antiques could be sold, how much would they be worth.

"Old Wang, what does he mean by that? A bad thing should not have a bad price. Does he think you know about antiques? Does he want to deceive you?"

When Liu Haizhong mentioned that he was the leader, the antique dealer burst out laughing: "Liu Haizhong really knows everything. Damn, I don't have much time today. Just help him analyze it.

Why are those things valuable?

Sheng Guanzhong walked to the wall, then squatted up. The antique dealer stepped on my shoulders and crawled under me.

"Liu Haizhu, please don't shake him, you will fall down."

An antique like his is really conspicuous.

Liu Haizhong said: "That is a top-quality antique, worth at least two thousand yuan."

I frowned and said, "Your Majesty, which king is he?"

"Big thieves, big thieves, these two are big thieves."

Crouching at the top is Liu Haizhong, then below is the antique dealer, and below the antique dealer is Qi Xiaoma.

Old ladies generally hate eating rice cakes, so every year they ask Cuihua to make some for me.

At that time, the antique dealer was sleeping outside his home. Before he heard the old lady's cry, he jumped out of bed and rushed out of the courtyard next door. Only then did he realize that it was a false alarm.

Liu Haizhong knew the antique dealer very well. The old man had been living on the streets before he was fired from the steel factory.

At that time, I couldn't bear to worry about my bangs.

First of all, he needs to clarify the concept that those antiques can only be exchanged for money when they are sold. For the above reason, those antiques are sold at all, so not all the money is worth it.

"Don't yell, he's just trying to impress you."

If no one buys it, it means the price is low.

After just two glances, I said I made a small fortune that time.

Wang Xiaoniang was originally an old teacher. She has been a teacher all her life and has trained many students.

It's just that imagination is good and bad, but the reality is very cruel. Antique dealers can even go to the wall.

I let out a long sigh and said, "So, those antiques of yours are worth a lot of money. It's better for you to pay so little. Selling those things is a good deal."

As a result, before the old lady saw the man, instead of being upset, she even shouted, "Catch the thief, catch the thief."

Liu Haizhong was originally known for his fiery temper, but at that time his voice suddenly became softer, sounding like he was about to quarrel.

The old lady was immediately frightened.

Before getting confused about the whole matter, the old lady yawned and said, "Okay, your old lady is going back to sleep, please stop making noise."

Did the antique dealer glare at me angrily and said: "Sheng Guanzhong, reselling antiques is a very safe thing. It was just a big episode. He is too slow to be afraid of being like that. I really encountered him."

, does he still have to be so scared that he wets his pants?”

The old lady's departure finally made the eight of them feel relieved.

Then the antique dealer took one look at the silly bangs and had other plans in mind.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then Liu Huizhong stood up quickly, and the antique dealer tried to climb down the wall.

The antique dealer sighed helplessly and said: "To be honest with you, Liu Haizhong can only jump off the wall, not climb up. And you also know that I have a lot of antiques in my house. In order to avoid being tricked by thieves, my house

The wall is a little higher than ordinary walls, and ordinary people can't climb up at all."

We saw one person squatting on the ground, and another person standing under the shoulders of another person here. It seemed that we wanted to climb out of the small courtyard.

I thought I hadn't grasped Liu Haizhong yet, but I didn't see a gleam in Liu Haizhong's eyes.

But that didn't influence me to fool Liu Haizhong.

An old lady with white hair walked out of the courtyard. I took a flashlight and shined it towards the two of them.

Sheng Guanzhong looked at the fence. The antique dealer was right. The fence of my house was only about eight meters high, and that of other people's houses was only about two meters.

But as she gets older, the old lady's memory becomes too bad.

The antique dealer's wife moved from the south and can make a kind of rice cake that is generally bad. No one in the north can make that kind of thing.

Bad guy, Sheng Guanzhong is really generous. The antique dealer risked his own safety to help me sell the antiques, but I only gave him ten yuan.

Liu Hai finally sat down on the ground, sighed and said, "I really scared you to death just now."

"He should be worried, Sheng Guanzhong, why are we two bad brothers? Wait until dawn and you will take him to find the seller. Then we will trade with the seller together. He is worried that you will definitely lie to him. He

I also know that you are a very upright person. When doing business, children always bully me. Even if a big boy comes here, you will buy my things at the original price."

A trace of fear flashed in Liu Haizhong's eyes: "Old Wang, you want to help him, and you have indeed practiced martial arts, but have you ever practiced heavy kung fu? All you practice is boxing and kicking, which is used to hit people.

It's for climbing walls. His house doesn't have such a low fence, so what can you do?"

The antique dealer picked up an antique and introduced it: "Sheng Guanzhong, has he seen that antique?"

So Liu Haizhong said eagerly: "Old Wang, leave these antiques to him. He will take you to buy antiques later. You will give him ten yuan as a reward."

The antique dealer said: "Don't worry about your bangs. Have you told him next time? The person you found to buy antiques, Shentong Guang Xiaowei, resold his antiques, but the price was not high enough."

It’s just high. I guess I’ll give him at least two hundred yuan if he delivers the jade pendant to me.”

The antique dealer ran outside to put on a warm cotton-padded jacket, then ran out again and patiently studied the antiques in his bangs.

At that time, there were no sounds of footsteps outside the yard next door, and no one was vaguely shouting.

The front of the jade pendant is engraved with a phoenix, which symbolizes beauty, badness and happiness. The phoenix spreads its wings and is about to fly, with plump feathers and smooth lines, full of artistic sense. The back is engraved with cloud patterns, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a dream.

It forms a sharp contrast with the phoenix on the front, and also shows the exquisite skills of the craftsmen.

Unpredictably, if it doesn't take long, people from the next yard will come out.

Antique dealer: "Liu Haizhong is right. That antique is indeed priceless, but he needs to know that such antiques are worth much less when they are sold."

The antique dealer clamored loudly.

The antique dealer quickly whispered: "Wang Xiaoniang, please don't call me you. You are the king who lives in the courtyard next to him."

That money is enough for the two of us to take care of ourselves in old age.

Liu Haizhong looked at the antique dealer in confusion: "Old Wang, what kind of joke is he kidding? He just said that I am worth a lot of money, and now he says that I am valuable again. Does he think that you, Liu Haizhong, are a bad liar? Tell the truth.

Tell him, you, Liu Haizhong, are an eighth-level worker. You are using your brain badly. If it was because you had a high degree of education and only had a junior high school education, you would have been a leader long ago. Now you are definitely not the deputy director.

Woolen cloth."

The antiques that Liu Haizhong brought that time were all of high quality, and the quantity was very small, at least seventy pieces.

After the eight people passed through many piles of Arhats, the seventh little mother finally climbed to the bottom of the wall, and then climbed up the ladder.

The seventh little mother finally breathed a sigh of relief at that time.

You said that and he understood, right?"

Hearing those words that followed common sense, Liu Haizhong frowned.

At that time, the antique dealer changed his mind again, because I knew that if bangs were really sold, I would make a lot of money.

I frowned, looked at the people up and down, and asked doubtfully: "What are they doing outside, Xiaowanxiao? Are they stacking up?"

And the most critical question now is how to retreat outside the courtyard.

The antique dealer standing under my shoulder was out of luck as he stood swaying in his bangs.

"He turns out to be the king."

Moreover, Sheng Guanzhong only has less than 70 or 80 antiques. Even if the remaining antiques are cheaper, Sheng Guanzhong can still earn 2,000 to 8,000 yuan from that batch of antiques.

"We can't stack the Arhat. Lao Wang is relatively thin and big. He can't step on your bangs on your shoulders and crawl under the wall."

The antique dealer pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Liu Haizhong is right, the things are indeed bad things. But you have to tell him that bad things will definitely be sold at bad prices."

If the old lady had shouted softly just now, all of us would have been arrested.

When Liu Haizhong heard what he said, he also knew that he was acting too badly. I quickly stood up and said, "Old Wang, you must be worried. Just now you were frightened because you were not mentally prepared. Now you are not full of emotions yet."

You have the courage. As long as he finds a way to help you connect with the buyer, you guarantee that you can sell the antique and give him a small sum of money."

This was the first time Liu Haizhong had said that, and the antique dealer was even tired of hearing it.

Qi Xiaoma rolled her eyes and explained: "Old lady, you were originally playing around, but who knew the door was locked from the outside or opened, so you thought of climbing the wall. Did you think of disturbing the old man? You are really right.

It’s time to live.”

After speaking, the antique dealer looked at Liu Haizhong and said, "Liu Haizhong, did he just say that he had practiced kung fu? He can help you climb down and open the door now."

The situation at the scene was very critical. First of all, Little Mother Seven had another bad idea.

The old lady wanted to shout at the top of her lungs.

Seeing the confused look on the old lady's face, the antique dealer knew that the old lady was confused again.

Later, the memory loss became even milder, and eventually it got to the point where I even knew my son and son.

Upon hearing the idea, the antique dealer and Liu Haizhong both nodded and agreed.

Liu Haizhong looked at the antique dealer and said: "Old Wang, look at it, all of our things are bad, how much are they worth?"

Just kidding, even though antique dealers say they are weak in their prime, I am also a little woman, weighing less than 114 pounds.

The Seventh Little Mom was afraid that Liu Haizhong would really conflict with others, so she quickly stopped Liu Haizhong and said, "What's wrong with Liu Haizhong? Brother Lao Wang saw that he was not such an honest person. If he was going to trick us, he would wait."

Is it bad for Brother Lao Wang to talk things over? How can he brag and glare at Brother Lao Wang?"

The antique dealer took a deep look at Qi Xiaoma, and felt that although the old lady looked a bit rude, she was quite sensible.