"It's okay teacher, I suddenly hurt just now, but now it's okay. Zhang Xiaoyang gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, interrupting the speech of his companions. also glared fiercely at his companion who wanted to speak, and then stared at Yang Dongxu deadly.

Fighting at school to find a teacher, or not being able to fight and tell your parents, is the most despicable thing. It's already a shame that Liwei was brought to the office, and now he makes a small report, and Zhang Xiaoyang feels that he can't afford to lose that person. They are already 8-year-old men, but they are very face-saving.

"Are you really okay? Do you want to go to the hospital? Qi Xueming looked at Zhang Xiaoyang with a little worry, at this time Zhang Xiaoyang's face was a little pale and his forehead was sweating, obviously Yang Dongxu was not light just now. He instinctively felt that there seemed to be something wrong with things here, but Zhang Xiaoyang admitted that he was uncomfortable, and he couldn't think of what the problem was for a while.

"It's okay teacher, it's just that I suddenly hurt just now, but now it's better, and I'm going back to class. Zhang Xiaoyang barely smiled, then gritted his teeth and walked a few steps, and quickly returned to the classroom after recovering his strength.

This class was a Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher obviously knew what these students were doing, so she didn't say anything to let a few people into the classroom.

Yang Dongxu smiled at Wu Xue, who was worried, and signaled that he was fine, and after returning to his seat, he opened the Chinese textbook first. As for the page that the Chinese teacher on the podium is talking about, then you don't have to care. Leaning back, he took out a thick English book from the desk drawer and read it. As for the skirmish just now, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

After the last class on the left, Yang Dongxu packed up his things and prepared to go home. Wu Xue came up with her small schoolbag on her back and looked worried.

"It's really okay, after the teacher has criticized us, let's come back to class, what's the matter?" Yang Dongxu grinned and reached out to rub Wu Xue's hair.

The skin is white and red, the face is round, and the baby fat is a little, and Wu Xue, who has two pigtails, is indescribably cute. Yang Dongxu always likes to mess up her hair to satisfy her bad taste.

"You give me a little care. Zhang Xiaoyang, who had a resentful look in his eyes, walked over.

"Zhang Xiaoyang, what are you doing? If you dare to make trouble, I'll tell the teacher. Yang Dongxu didn't say anything, Wu Xue's eyes widened as if she was protecting a chicken.

Although she is mixed with Yang Dongxu all day long, she is not the same as Yang Dongxu at all. People look cute, don't say it, study well, and be very obedient, absolute parents say other people's children, or the small class leader in the class.

"Hmph. Zhang Xiaoyang snorted coldly and turned to leave.

He still has a little scruples about Wu Xue, it's not that Wu Xue has any background in his family. It's that the children who are good at school and obedient are all treasures in the eyes of teachers.

The most he fought with Yang Dongxu was to criticize him, and even this time the teacher protected him a little. If he has a conflict with Wu Xue, he must be the one who will be criticized, he doesn't want to go home and be beaten, his own Lao Tzu is very dark.

"He's a bad boy, stay away from him in the future. Wu Xue explained like a little adult.

"Good. Yang Dongxu smiled and nodded, being maintained by a little kid, this feeling is really a bit amazing.

Hand in hand and carrying his schoolbag home, Yang Dongxu quickly left this matter behind. What's there to worry about when little kids fight, although Zhang Xiaoyang is a little more than ordinary children. But a man in his forties and a little kid really don't have much to worry about.

When he went home, Yang Dongxu began to write his homework honestly, not only did he write, but there was also Zhou Ya next to him. Zhou Ya has never gone to school, Zhou Yiren has never taught primary school students, and Yang Dongxu's education is obviously not promoted.

So let Zhou Ya study with Yang Dongxu, and she sat down from time to time to check, although she was a girl, it was obviously not good to be illiterate.

In this way, Yang Dongxu can be lazy, the homework assigned by the teacher in the school, he asked Zhou Ya to write it again, and he will teach him what he did wrong to deepen his impression.

As for the teacher's correction of homework, he suddenly found that Yang Dongxu's homework, which was originally more beautiful than his handwriting, suddenly became a crab-like handwriting of a primary school student, which was not what he cared about.

It's a pity that the good days didn't last long, and when Zhou Yiren found out about this secret, he didn't say anything, and he didn't let Yang Dongxu take Zhou Ya's homework and hand it over. It was Yang Dongxu's heavy homework in English and Russian every day, and Zhou Yiren didn't know where to find a German book, which made Yang Dongxu's life completely dark.

It's another Saturday when Yang Dongxu doesn't have to go to class, so he gets up early in the morning to help. Not long after practicing, Old Man Xuan and Zhou Ya came back together with the dining cart. Zhou Ya went back to catch up on sleep, and Old Man Xuan mysteriously let Yang Dongxu into the house.

There are a total of four houses in the small courtyard of Old Man Xuan, and there are exactly three main rooms excluding the kitchen. In the past, there was a coffee table in the hall, the east room was his bed, and the west room was empty, but today the empty west room has a small coffee table, and next to it are four small stools.

The style of the coffee table and stool is very simple, but it is antique, and the surface is very shiny, which is the result of long-term use, and it looks more natural without polishing.

The sound of a finger knocking on the tuk tuk was very thick, Yang Dongxu picked up a stool and tried it, and found that the stool was much heavier than it looked, and when he got closer, he smelled it and found that there was a faint fragrance.

"It's ......"

"Pestles. Old man Xuan said.

Yang Dongxu waited for the circle of his eyes and head, he didn't know why the small stool in his hand was called a pestle.

"If you don't learn and don't know how to do it, the things of your ancestors will be lost by you sooner or later. This is called a pestle. Generally, the round pestle is supported by four legs, and the bottom is empty and the bottom is circled. These four round clubs have six legs, and there is still a cover underneath, which was something that only large families had in the past. Old man Xuan glanced at Yang Dongxu with disdain and began to explain.

Yang Dongxu muttered in his heart, but his face showed an open-minded and studious look, and he pointed to the curved leg of the pestle in his hand and asked, "What's so important about this?"

"What do you think when you look at the pattern?" Old Man Xuan didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

"The style of the top and bottom ends is a bit like jade Ruyi, but isn't jade Ruyi all big and small, and the body rises and falls like waves?"

"It's rare and weird, who told you that jade Ruyi must be the same?" Old man Xuan snorted: "But this is indeed not Jade Ruyi to be precise, but with the help of the Ruyi style, it means that everything is good luck." ”

"What about this ......"

"It's something in the palace, and the year should be in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, the pestles of the peasant families were all three-legged, the official family had four or five legs, the palace and the palace used six legs, and the emperor had nine legs. However, such a pattern and red sandalwood material can only be used in the palace, and it is illegal for the prince to use it. ”

"Good thing!" Yang Dongxu clapped his hands suddenly, looking at the stool in his hand as if he was looking at a baby pimple: "How much do you get it?"

What a few legs of the rules, what violations, he didn't understand. But the palace and rosewood he understood, all the objects that can have some relationship with the palace and are well preserved, then the value will be turned upwards in the future.

"It's a bit expensive, the coffee table and the four-grid small stool are a total of ten yuan, and they don't sell it if they don't sell it. Old man Xuan smacked his lips, obviously a little dissatisfied with the price.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's not expensive at all, and you can double it in the future. Yang Dongxu could see the back molars when he smiled.

Is it expensive? It stands to reason that in this poor era, the price of buying a worker's half-month's salary for something that cannot be eaten or drunk is indeed a bit expensive.

But at this price in the future generations, even a layer of skin on top of these things is not enough. Not to mention that this thing is flowing out of the palace, not even to mention this antique in the middle of the Qing Dynasty. The material of rosewood alone is definitely worth the ticket price, and it makes a lot of money.

"If you're not too expensive, there are still a few things over there, but it's not as delicate as this set, the vintage should be from the late Qing Dynasty, a dining table and a few chairs. Seeing that Yang Dongxu was not joking, Old Man Xuan said.

"It's also rosewood?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment.

"No, it's Huanghuali's. ”

"Buy, you have to buy. Who sells it? Let's go and pick up the goods. Yang Dongxu was overjoyed. Rosewood is expensive, and huanghuali is also a good thing, buy and buy in a word......

Yang Dongxu, who couldn't wait for a moment, took the old man Xuan and set off immediately, called a board car, and the old man led the way in an alley and came to a small courtyard.

Old man Xuan knocked on the door and opened the door It was a young man in his twenties, and when he saw that it was Old Man Xuan's complexion, he immediately wanted to close the door. But the old man Xuan, who reacted first, pushed the door open.

Looking at the strong guy who took a few steps back and almost fell, looking at the thin old man Xuan, Yang Dongxu couldn't understand for a while, how could the old man Xuan, who was in his seventies, have so much strength.

"Call your daddy's out. ”

"The money and goods were cleared, and it was said that it would not be returned. The strong guy said with a stiff neck, but he was a little weak-hearted.

Now Yang Dongxu, who was a little puzzled by the strong guy who was suddenly going to close the door just now, understood that he was afraid that Old Man Xuan would think it was too expensive to return things.

"I haven't had the habit of returning the things I bought, even if they were fake. You call your master out, and I want all the objects I saw two days ago. Old man Xuan snorted, a little displeased.

This dislike is naturally because the strong guy didn't let him enter the door, but the other party thought that he was here to return the goods. Seeing the domineering appearance of the old man Xuan, Yang Dongxu's eyes lit up, this old man has a story.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the junior is not sensible, I don't know the name of the master, please inside, please inside. A middle-aged man with a mustache on his lips came out of the hall, wearing a gray coat that covered the slits next to his feet.

Hearing the middle-aged man's name for Old Man Xuan, as well as the compliments in his words, Yang Dongxu suddenly felt that Old Man Xuan not only had a story, but also seemed to have a high status in the rivers and lakes.