"Dad, even if he buys our things, he doesn't have to be so polite, right?" Standing at the door and watching Yang Dongxu and his group leave, Tie Aijun said to his father angrily.

Thinking that he thought that the other party was here to return things and wanted to shut them out, he couldn't help but blush.

"You know, that's ...... Forget these things, it's not good for you to know, you just need to know that when you meet that old man in the future, nod and be a junior, not to mention that you are a guest at the door, and we won't suffer if you sell more things with a smiling face. Tie Fugui glared at his son.

This son of mine is good at everything, but he is a little short-sighted and loves to take advantage of small advantages, and there are many twists and turns in his belly, but he is a person who has no opinions. This made Tie Fugui a little disappointed, wondering if to find a daughter-in-law for his son.

It's too late for such a big person to want to educate well, hurry up and get married and have a grandchild, maybe their Tie family can still be developed. Before, because their family's reputation was not very good, people who talked about matchmaking did not come to the door. But now that there are a lot of educated youths who have come back from the city, and they are all unemployed and are about to go hungry, it should be a good opportunity to find a good daughter-in-law now.

"Dad, did you say that they bought those coffee tables and tables and chairs for their own use?" Tie Aijun didn't know that he had given him up, so he asked.

"Use your own fart, why is he putting these things in the house of an old Taoist priest? Nine times out of ten, he sees that the world is too peaceful, and wants to start shopping for some good things first. Tie Fugui pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile, and his eyes flashed with shrewdness.

"Then our family ......"

"What is our family, our family donated our property when it was not liberated, and it was cut off again in the era of great chaos, and it was not sent to labor reform, and it is already blessed by our ancestors to leave such a small courtyard.

Give me a door, it's okay to be less nonsense. I'll go to work tomorrow, this time I'm playing in the factory and can't stay, and I'll break your leg when I come back. Tie Fugui glared at his son fiercely.

Following behind the board car, seeing the Huanghuali furniture on the board car because of the uneven ground, as the board car rose and fell, Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel a burst of pain, that is the big table of Huanghuali, how much money will be lost if you knock off a piece.

After being frightened along the way, I finally arrived home, and asked the cart master to help carry the big table and a few stools into the small courtyard. Yang Dongxu began to walk up and down around the guys and chairs to check, for fear of bumping into each other.

"Look at your little bit of talent, isn't it just a set of tables and chairs in the dining room that are as expensive as you?" Old man Xuan glanced at Yang Dongxu, looked at the tables and chairs and nodded.

Yes, they are all good objects, although the year is not as good as the previous set of coffee tables, but the workmanship is fine, the materials are enough, and it is worth 12 yuan to buy this set of things.

"It's all a treasure. Yang Dongxu wiped the dust on the table with his sleeve, and then sat on a chair to feel it, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

In fact, this kind of hardwood thing is not very comfortable to make, but the cultural heritage is placed here. After sitting on it, Yang Dongxu instantly felt that he was being promoted by wirelessly, what my brother did was not a chair, but an identity, this kind of spiritual enjoyment was not comparable to those comfortable sofas or anything.

"Old man Xuan, that family is not simple. Twisting his leather drum on the chair a few times, Yang Dongxu leaned back on the chair and looked at the old man next to him with raised eyebrows.

"That family is an old fox, it's strange that they can be simple, their ancestors opened a pawnshop, in addition to a pawnshop, they also run a money village in the Republic of China, and a simple person can do this business?"

"Who opened a pawnshop and a money bank?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment: "Then their house has not been copied?"

"Otherwise, how can you say that their family is an old fox, when it was not liberated, Tie Fugui's father, that old iron head was also a figure in Sijiu City, and he was good friends with the upper echelons of the National Army.

Later, the Nationalist Army was defeated and the Communist Army won, and the old man donated all his family property as soon as he gritted his teeth. So he saved the lives of the family, and made an official for a few days.

Unfortunately, he died within a few years of poor health. In the chaotic era, now this Tie Fugui is also a ruthless man, and before anyone could cut his tail, he donated the belongings he had run for several years, and built bridges and paved roads for the neighborhood.

As a result, many rich people were knocked down and thrown into the ravine for labor reform, and their families moved to the small courtyard where they now lived, and the big courtyard they used to live in took the initiative to turn it in. Old man Xuan spoke in a strange tone, as if he was disdainful, but with a little admiration.

"It's a character, but the family property has been handed over to them twice......" Yang Dongxu nodded, thinking of the Tie Fugui who was wearing a coat with a flattering smile on his face just now, he really didn't see that the other party was such a shrewd and decisive person.

"There are still some leaks in the house, and if you take the initiative to hand it in, you can't leave three melons and two dates? Do you know that Silk Street was theirs back then, and hiding something casually is enough for future generations to eat and drink. Old man Xuan looked at the tables and chairs in front of him with a somewhat emotional expression.

Back then, I was too hard and too strong, and I didn't know the truth of taking a step back and opening up the sky. As a result, he is now alone.

"So they still have good things at home?" Yang Dongxu's eyes lit up suddenly.

"That's for sure, otherwise what do you think he threw out that coffee table for?" Old Man Xuan sneered.

"Coming to explore the way?" Yang Dongxu frowned, and then seemed to understand.

"Do you think you're the only smart person in this world? Don't drag it in the future, some people can buy you into the pit with a little brain. Old man Xuan reprimanded Yang Dongxu.

Yang Dongxu grinned and did not refute, with his life experience as an otaku in his forties and that bit of brain capacity, he naturally knew that there were many things in this world that could make him jump into the pit by himself, otherwise why would he study so hard?

However, with an excellent vision for future generations, he has many roads to walk, and there is no need to take the road of others digging pits. If I don't follow you, the chances of falling into your pit will be much less, right?

"When will I go to their house again to buy some good things. Yang Dongxu couldn't help asking.

"Will this thing really be valuable in the future?" Old man Xuan did not answer Yang Dongxu's question, but asked rhetorically.

"Yes, after seven or eight years, no, as long as it takes three or five years, the value of this thing will go up gradually. Yang Dongxu patted his chest and reassured.

It was only last year that China and the United States replied to the establishment of diplomatic relations, and this year, the topic of reform and opening up is constantly being hyped. Although Yang Dongxu is not very clear about when these old objects will appreciate.

However, when society develops in a few years, especially those businessmen in Hong Kong who temporarily dispel their fear of the mainland and begin to enter the mainland in large numbers to do business under the impetus of interests, the price of these things will definitely rise.

If it is said that the people in the mainland are still apprehensive because the era of great chaos has just passed, some ideas cannot be implemented. Hong Kong people have less of these scruples, after all, Hong Kong has not yet returned to the motherland at this time, and people who find good things go to Hong Kong to hide, even if there is another big chaos, people will not lose their hair.

"In three or five years, I should still be able to get some good things from him. Old man Xuan stroked the goatee on his chin.

"What do you mean?" Yang Dongxu looked puzzled.

"I said that there are people in this world who are smarter than you. You can see from afar, that the peaceful days are coming, these old objects are no longer waste, but treasures, people will not see them?

The ancestors of the family opened a pawnshop, which can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty at the earliest. Do you think that Tie Fugui is a mess and waiting to die to gnaw at the old man? If these old objects start to rise sharply today, you don't have to wait for him to start stealing business with you in the middle of the night tomorrow, do you believe it or not?" Old man Xuan glared at Yang Dongxu.

"Uh......" Yang Dongxu scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, he really didn't realize this.

To be honest, Yang Dongxu is still a little tsundere in his bones, although he is just an otaku, but he has crossed over. Although he doesn't say that he is usually very low-key, he really looks down on businessmen in this era.

But in a few days, Old Man Xuan undoubtedly taught him a lesson. The merchants of this era may not have the long-term vision of the reborn as him, but the instinctive sense of smell as a merchant is extraordinarily keen, and he has the courage and means.

Not long after Old Man Xuan's side released the news of receiving old objects, Tie Fugui's side began to take out things as a temptation. And the person with such a keen sense of smell and eyes and wrist is obviously not only Tie Fugui.

It only took half a month for them to sell a steamed bun here, and there were people selling porridge and baked cakes next to them, and it is estimated that they will start selling steamed buns in a few days. Do you have a good eye and start collecting old things now, so don't you allow people to follow suit?

"What should I do then?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but be a little anxious when he understood the Tao in this, he knew too well the domineering spirit of the Chinese people to follow the trend. Often, the first person to eat crabs has not swallowed the food in their mouths before a group of people huhula come around.

"What's the hurry? It's not time for the fire to burn your eyebrows. Now that some people are starting to pay attention, this matter can't be in a hurry, and can only be collected slowly. Besides, this is not something to be anxious about, so don't worry, leave it to me. But are you sure all that money is used to buy these things?" Old Man Xuan frowned.

Iron is rich and noble, he is not stupid, he wants to break his wrists, he hasn't scared anyone, not to mention that he has three or five years to buffer, even if it is only half a year, he can find enough good things for Yang Dongxu. It's just that all this money is smashed, and the old man is a little unsure.

"It must be smashed into this, as long as it is an old object, the material is good enough, and the burning stick must be bought back. Don't be afraid to spend money, spending money now is tantamount to making money. Yang Dongxu began to cheer up Old Man Xuan.

"Got it. Old man Xuan nodded, but glanced at Yang Dongxu: "There is a girl in these things." ”