Siheyuan: the beginning is a sick child

"Hey, village chief, what's the matter?" Old Zhang didn't lift his butt.

He is so listless that the village head usually doesn't like to talk to him.

"I said you're a wimpy old Zhang. You've got enough airs. I brought the leader to your house, but you didn't even lift your ass." Niu Bao said a little unhappy.

The key is that Zhang Laolan is like this, and it seems that the villagers have no quality.

Although he doesn't know what quality is.

"Why do I lift my butt, and I don't fart." Zhang Laolan muttered.

"So I can't talk to you." Niu Bao wanted to turn around and leave.

"Then don't talk too much, just leave when you make it clear, and save me from getting angry." Zhang Laolan was so angry that he would not pay for his life.

"What are you talking about, you old man? Will the village chief come to our house if you have nothing to do?" Cuihua beat Zhang Lao for a moment, and quickly took a stool for Lin Mancang and Niu Bao to sit on.

Niu Bao said angrily: "A person of such an age is not as good as your wife."

Before Zhang Laolan could speak again, Niu Bao continued: "Director Lin came to our village today to collect old things. Don't you have an arhat bed? I was thinking about the price that Director Lin is good at collecting things. Really, so bring him to you to have a look."

"It's over there. Let's see for yourself. Anyway, I'll give you less money, so I will never sell it." Zhang Laolan looked at his wife triumphantly and said.

Lin Mancang suddenly felt that the plot seemed a little familiar, as if some impression flashed in his mind.

But he didn't care, he just looked at the arhat bed placed in the corner.

Seeing this, he was immediately attracted.

nice one.

Absolutely good stuff.

Lin Mancang couldn't help but stepped forward to check it carefully, and soon, he found out the origin and value of this bed.

Amazing.

This bed is definitely the bed that the royal family slept in in the early Qing Dynasty. It is full of materials, all of which are made of top-grade mahogany.

If this bed was placed in the modern age before he traveled, it would be no problem to auction it for [-] million.

Although it was a good thing, Lin Mancang didn't show it.

After looking at it, he said to Niu Bao: "Uncle, this bed is good, but it's not as good as you said."

"Hehe, a young man has been spending time here before and wanted to buy this bed, but Zhang Laolan has never sold it. I think since others have been wanting to buy it, it should be good. As for whether it is really good, I don't know. "Niu Bao said embarrassedly.

He thought, this bed is really not good.

"Hey! How do you say this? My bed is definitely a good thing." Hearing what the two said, Zhang Laolan was not happy.

"I didn't say it's not a good thing, but it's not that good either." Lin Mancang said: "And, if those people find out, they might just give you a hat and smash it."

"That's no good, I'm a sleeping thing, you can't let me sleep, right?" Zhang Laolan became anxious when he heard it.

"Well, I'll take this bed, how much do you want to change?" Lin Mancang asked directly.

Now that he is rich and powerful, he doesn't care much about how much money he has, as long as it's not too outrageous.

"Exchanging things?" Zhang Laolan chuckled: "If you don't exchange, I want money."

"Hehe, that's fine, how much is it?" Lin Mancang asked.

"The young man surnamed Han has been with me for almost two months. I didn't give it to him. You can tell me the number. I will sell it to you. If not, you can go on your own. Anyway, this thing I can't stay idle here, I can sleep soundly." Zhang Laolan said.

"The surname is Han?" Lin Mancang felt as if he had some impression.

"Yes, the surname is Han, what's the name?" Zhang Laolan said thoughtfully.

"Han Ming?" Lin Mancang called out all of a sudden.

"Yes, yes, it's called Han Ming." Cuihua said immediately.

I rely on!

Lin Mancang was a little confused.

How did this get into other plots?

It seems that the timing is not very consistent.

But even if he can travel to the courtyard, it doesn't seem so unacceptable to meet Han Ming again.

They are all in the capital, and they are all courtyard houses. Even if they are a few years away, they will not be far behind.

acceptable.

The point is, if there is Han Ming, there is that woman Su Ying.

Although this woman is a bit pretentious, she is really good-looking and suits my interests.

The point is, the more you do this, the more challenging Lin Mancang feels.

Just get used to her, as long as she is well trained, she will still be her own little puppy.

Thinking of this, Lin Mancang couldn't help laughing, very much like a black-bellied man.

Oh shit.

Rebirth once, and two plots have changed, if you don't take all the beauties in it, I'm sorry to live again.

As for Han Ming, although this kid is very smart, he came from the future after all.

Pick him up, start from this bed.

"You know him?" Zhang Laolan asked in surprise.

"Hehe, it's not far away, we know each other, but that kid is so smart, you don't want to take advantage of him." Lin Mancang said casually.

"Well, I think so, but you probably aren't a fuel-efficient lamp. You two won't collude to fool me, right?" Zhang Laolan asked.

"Well, how much did he give you? Shall I add [-]% to the money he gave?" Although Lin Mancang traveled from the future, he was not very sure about the current prices.

Therefore, he did not dare to quote casually.

My own money is not blown by the wind.

You have to accumulate resentment points.

"Hmph! That kid is so smart that he only gave me six hundred. You can't add fifty, but add one hundred to the front." Zhang Laolan said while observing Lin Mancang's reaction.

He suspected that Lin Mancang knew that the price Han Ming offered was 500 yuan.

However, someone came to accept it again, and he was not willing to add dozens of yuan on top of the five hundred, so he added one hundred all at once, and it became six hundred, and he was asked to add one more on this basis. Hundred.

His purpose was to see how Lin Mancang reacted.

If you can't pull it down, continue to consume.

If it is done, then I will earn two hundred more.

How many catties of meat do you have to eat for two hundred in these years?

"Seven hundred? No, it's too expensive, right?" Lin Mancang exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Old Zhang is smart, but he is even smarter.

One can tell at a glance that Zhang Laoji has added a lot to Han Ming's quotation, at least 200 yuan.

Cuihua can't bear to look at it anymore, this wilting old man is so ruthless, it's too dark.

Besides, can people agree?

The maximum price is [-]. If you can sell it, you can earn an extra [-]. What a great thing.

The point is, there is no need for Tian Tian and that ink blot named Han Ming anymore.

"If it doesn't work, forget it, I won't sell it anymore." Zhang Laoji was a little depressed, and the price he asked was really a bit high, but he was so proud of himself that he couldn't set the price for himself, right?
"Director Lin, I'm sorry, if I had known this, I wouldn't have let you come. It's a waste of time."

Niu Bao embarrassedly apologized to Lin Mancang.

"It's okay, business is not about benevolence and righteousness." Lin Mancang said indifferently, but he didn't intend to leave.

"Zhang Laolan, you are a money addict. I think you are like this. You will never want to sell this bed in your life." Niu Bao was angry, pointing at Zhang Laolan and almost scolding.

"Forget it, forget it. For the sake of Village Chief Niu, I'll give you six hundred and five. If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't, you can drop it." Zhang Laoyi borrowed the village chief's words and reduced Lin Mancang by fifty. Ming ink is enough.

"Six hundred and five?" Lin Mancang pretended to be a little embarrassed, but it was only a little bit embarrassed: "Forget it, for the sake of Village Chief Niu, six hundred and five is six hundred and five. Whoever told me to look at this bed is not bad Well, I happen to be married, and I am also blessed by the old wilting uncle."

"Hey, that's sound." Mr. Zhang was amused, and he sold an extra one hundred and fifty. He was still smart, and even this young man admired him.

Cuihua was also grinning from ear to ear, how many catties of pork can one hundred and fifty buy.

Lin Mancang immediately ordered 650 yuan and gave it to Zhang Laolan, and then asked Niu Bao to arrange for this person to help carry the bed to the truck at the head of the village.

As soon as the bed was carried to the truck, a young man with long hair ran over in a panic.

Lin Mancang took a look, hey!Isn't this Han Ming?