The old mansion has a threshold, but for modern people the threshold is inconvenient, Bian Rui here to change the old house can not learn the last Xiaopu Emperor in order to ride a bicycle to dismantle the threshold, had to set up a shelf on the original ground, in order to prevent rats or insects or something, but also to fill in some materials in the shelf frame.

The whole main house is almost nearly 230 square meters, and the wooden frame of 20 centimeters is made of square solid wood using the mortise and tenon method, which is completely rich in the eyes of Zhao Gong and others, and how much money do you have to take to fill in so much material.

How did they know that all the wood on Bian Rui's side didn't cost money, so they really wanted as much as they wanted, if they weren't afraid of swaggering, Bian Rui could use fifty centimeters of red sandalwood and huanghuali to play with solid wood parquet.

At about three o'clock, Zhao Gong and these people watched Bian Rui and the clansmen lay the materials together, paved a room, they began to lay a heat shield on the material, and after the paving, they began to wrap the pipes in a circle, and everyone cooperated quite well.

The main house and the east wing were paved, and it took almost six days in total, and Zhao Gong spent another day helping Bian Rui to lay the top floor, and then the test machine began.

Zhao Gong's craftsmanship is good, there is no problem with the test machine, whether it is the main house or the east wing, all the pipes that go to the ground are whole, and there is no interface, so after three test machines, Bian Rui also signed the project completion book, and the first time to give the balance to the people to call over.

Bian Rui sent Zhao Gong away, and worked with the clansmen for almost a week, before the transformation of the whole house was completed, saying that it was completed, but there are still some small places that need to be done, but these jobs are not done by relying on the strength of many people, relying on craftsmanship and carefulness.

Bian Rui's materials are left a lot, there are more than two elm alone, not to mention the rest, Bian Rui is not ready to stay, each family has sent some, not to mention anything else, each family has a bed to make two desks, a table of eight immortals or something, it is more than enough.

In short, as soon as the house on Bian Rui's side moved, the old and young masters in the whole village were in a good mood.

The house was tidied up, and the weather became hot, and the weather in June was already in the mountains, and the thick clothes could not be worn, so everyone put on short sleeves and vests or something.

Picking a day, Bian Rui moved into the renovated old house, moving to a new house, according to the custom, it is bound to be treated, plus everyone in front of them also helped, so Bian Rui's family made a big purchase, built a few sheds, and invited the old and young masters of the whole village to have lunch and dinner.

Big pants, a thin blanket on the belly, Bian Rui lying on the big plank bed is called a four-to-back eight-pronged, this sleeping position is really how arrogant and arrogant.

Knock! Knock!

There was a knock on the door, Bian Rui was a little impatient, and he turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

It's a pity that the people outside the door don't seem to want to give up and continue to knock on the door.

"Who?"

Bian Rui sat up from the bed, put on his vest, came to the door barefoot, pushed open the door, first sat down to find shoes to put on, and then walked to the gate of the courtyard while scratching his belly in a drowsy mood.

At this time, it was just dawn, and the sun in the east had not yet risen, and Bian Rui really couldn't imagine that someone in the village would be in a hurry to find him.

"Who?"

Bian Rui pulled open the latch on the door and squeaked the door open.

As soon as the door opened, Bian Rui saw two heads stretched out in front of him, and he was immediately startled, his body shrank back, and he subconsciously opened the attack frame.

"Don't, I'm your seventeenth brother!"

A hairy head said.

Bian Rui put away his fist and fixed his eyes to see that it was really his seventeenth brother, that is, the youngest son of the fourth uncle, the 'scum' in the mouths of the villagers.

In addition to Brother Seventeen, there is also a Mediterranean brain next to it, and Bian Rui saw that it was not Zhu Tongqiang.

I was wondering how Brother Seventeen got together with this Mediterranean, and it was not strange when I thought about it, both of them were people from the 'collection circle'.

"I haven't woken up yet."

Bian Seventeen pushed open the door of his cousin's house, raised his feet and walked into the courtyard.

Bian Rui let the two in, and welcomed the two into the courtyard with the door open.

"Brother Seventeen, is there anything wrong with you coming here so early?" Bian Rui asked.

As soon as he saw Zhu Tongqiang in the Mediterranean, Bian Rui almost guessed the intention of the seventeenth brother.

"I heard that the old Taoist chief left the yard for you, come and take a look, I didn't dare to come here before for fear of being beaten," Bian Seventeen looked around.

Looking at the courtyard, Bian Qiqi admired his cousin's taste a little, and this small courtyard was more elegant and refreshing than many of the courtyard houses he saw in the capital.

"Hey, I didn't expect the old Taoist to change the appearance of this courtyard through your hands all of a sudden," Bian Seventeen said.

Bian Rui laughed twice and did not respond.

Seeing that his cousin didn't speak, Bian Qiqi began to find words by himself.

Although everyone is cousins, and the relationship between the relatives in Bianjia Village is also close, but whose things belong to whom is still clearly divided, the old Taoist is Bian Rui's master, not to mention that if he leaves a house even if he leaves a gold mountain for Bian Rui, it is also Bian Rui's, not his Bian Seventeen's.

Of course, Bian Seventeen didn't want to deceive his cousin's house, he came this time to promote this business.

"Nineteen, I won't go around with you, Brother Zhu said that you have a big bed here, he really likes it and wants to accept it, how much do you think you want to sell it?"

Seeing that his cousin still didn't speak, Bian Qiqi said again: "This thing is actually not interesting to you, that kind of old bed can you sleep in? Listen to my brother, change the money to change a good bed for yourself, the kind of 100,000 yuan, when you go to sleep with a massage, isn't it better than that thing?"

"It's not that I don't give you face for Brother Seventeen, but that the bed was demolished by me," Bian Rui said.

"Demolished?"

Mediterranean looked incredulous, he knew when he left last time, Bian Rui is not completely indifferent to antiques, how could he be willing to tear down such a big bed?

Bian Rui saw that he didn't believe it, so he motioned for him to go with him.

The renovated main house is now a window in addition to the door, and each bay is divided into four floor-to-ceiling wood-framed glass windows, because the weather is getting hotter now, and Bian Rui is open when he sleeps at night, so he can see the situation in Bian Rui's house clearly without entering the house.

The original two-in-the-big house is the same bed is gone, the house is a shelf bed, the edge of the bed is still carved and depicted, but the original chaotic branch pattern lattice front bed pavilion is gone, there are only two square bedposts at the end of the bed, to the head of the bed can still see the original appearance, the two-meter-high chaotic branch bed head, a left and a right Ruyi pattern carved He Xiangu and Lan Caihe.

Oh, and there are two more things on the bed, a big pink mosquito net, and a brand new latex mattress.

The ancient bed is paired with a pink mosquito net, which makes Zhu Tongqiang feel like his heart has been stripped away.

"You...... You...... you".

Zhu Tongqiang is about to cry now, his heart is dripping blood, and he turned his head to look at Bian Rui, and for a while, he couldn't organize suitable words to describe Bian Rui.

After a while, Zhu Huiqiang stomped his feet: "You are a crime, a crime against history, and a crime against cultural relics!"

Bian Rui was not happy to hear it, and opened his mouth and said: "How do I want to deal with my things, what is the matter with you?"

Disturbing people's dreams early in the morning, and blaming others, Bian Rui is not ready to get used to people's temper, you are not my elder, let alone my friend, you came to my house to talk nonsense, and the itchy skin came early in the morning to find a smoke!

When Bian Seventeen saw it, he immediately stretched out his hand to stop his cousin: "Brother Zhu is also a lover of things, don't be like him."

Bian Qiqi knew that his cousin had been practicing his family since he was a child, and he would definitely not beat himself, but he would be beaten a lot by playing cards and acting as elders in front of him.

In Bian Seventeen's heart, this little cousin of his own family is spoiled, the brothers in the clan are small, and the eldest brothers let them protect him, plus he has been a practicing family since he was a child, so he is not a gentle and elegant gentleman.

"This ...... What about the other things in this bed?" Zhu Tongqiang asked as if he didn't know that Bian Seventeen was afraid that he would be cut.

Bian Rui took a look, this person was quite fat, and it seemed that he was a fool who thought he was playing with cultural relics.

"Both"

Zhu Tongqiang let out a sigh: "That's good, that's good, can you sell me the rest of the things?"

Bian Rui said: "I guess not, because those things are not with me."

The things that Bian Rui dismantled were all old objects, and they were well preserved, but as soon as they were removed, they were taken and hidden by their uncles, and they were ready to be used when repairing the ancestral hall in the future. Bian Rui naturally won't refuse to give it, and the ancestral hall is not only for the uncles, but also for his ancestors in Bian Rui.

"Where?"

"In our ancestral hall," Bian Rui said.

As soon as he heard the word ancestral hall, Bian Seventeen subconsciously trembled.

As soon as Zhu Tongqiang heard that he was in the ancestral hall, his eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Bian Seventeen: "Brother Bian Duan, I will leave this matter to you, don't worry, I will definitely give you a good price this time."

"It's ......".

didn't wait for Bian Seventeen to finish speaking, and suddenly there was a loud shout from the gate of the courtyard: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, you dare to come back!"

The servants turned to the door with a brush, and saw an old man with angry eyebrows and a flat pole in his hand striding into the courtyard like an angry King Kong.

It's not Bian Rui's fourth uncle, that is, who is Bian Seventeen's Laozi!

When Bian 17 saw it, he immediately spread his feet and ran.

"Dad, Dad, I was wrong!"

"Little Wang Ba Lamb, you still dare to run!" the fourth uncle threw out directly with the flat shoulder.

"Ouch!"

Bian Seventeen was thrown in the calf by the flat burden, which was called a pain, but at this time, where did he dare to stop, holding his head around the corridor and running directly to the door.

As soon as he saw it, he immediately stepped forward and wanted to stop: "Old man, ......."

The fourth uncle roared angrily: "Get out!"

The frightened Mediterranean Sea was stunned on the spot like a stupid chicken.

The father and son chased out of the yard one after the other, waiting for Zhu Tongqiang to chase him out, and Bian Rui also ran out.

While running, Bian Rui also shouted in a fake manner: "Fourth uncle, stop fighting, if you have anything to say, Brother Seventeen, don't run away."

shouted like this, but he didn't see Bian Rui speeding up to stop him, but always approached Zhu Tongqiang like a thief.

For what Brother Seventeen did, Bian Rui still looked down on it, a big man had his hands and feet to steal the window lattice of his ancestors, look at that point. If there is no punishment in this way, the ancestral hall will not be demolished.

Where does Bian Seventeen dare not run, just like his father now, if he is told to live, he will probably be able to eat him raw!

A pair of father and son ran and chased one after the other, and the fourth uncle seemed to be possessed by Liu Xiang at this time, where it seemed that he was over sixty people, and Bian Rui, who wanted to see the excitement, almost ran away with the slippers on his feet.