"I have long heard that Mr. Han of Sanniu Village is very knowledgeable, and we just like old things, so I came here to ask you to help palm your eyes." Secretary Yu stretched out her white and tender little hand, and she bent down to squeeze out a piece of snow-white ...... on her chest I looked dizzy and quickly turned my head away from it.

"Everywhere, they spread it blindly, and Mr. Feng is in love." I smiled in agreement, a little wary that I rarely left the village after my grandfather's death.

Wang Ergou in the same village likes to steal graves and dig graves, and two years ago he dug up a very fierce antiquity, which was disposed of by my grandfather's relationship.

In addition to this, I have nothing to do with the antique business, and it is said that Boss Feng should not look for me if anyone looks for me. At this time, Boss Feng had already chatted with the old village chief.

"Haha, I've inspected so many villages, and Sanniu Village is still the most beautiful and outstanding! I heard that our village has a long history and has a lot of old objects? ”

"Boss Feng has won the award! There are indeed a lot of old objects in the village, if you are interested, I will take you to each house to see. ”

"Then dare to be kind, if Mr. Han has time, he might as well come along." Boss Feng followed the village chief with a smile, and didn't forget to call me before leaving.

Secretary Yu smiled at me, and then followed closely with Boss Feng. Her smile is very charming, as if she wants to suck out the marrow of a man's soul, and even Wang Dazhuang, a tower-like man, can't help but have weak legs: "Little evil brother, she is so good-looking, she was smiling at me just now......" I gave this rammer a violent shudder, lowered my head and took a deep breath for a long time, which suppressed the evil fire in my lower abdomen.

Since I was a child, my grandfather taught me to be pure and have few desires and stick to Yuanyang, so my concentration is quite good, but this woman can barely hold it with just one smile.

I heard from the old man that there are several large tombs in our mountain, but no one knows where they are, and they were dug up by tomb robbers before liberation.

The funeral utensils floated down the Xiaoqing River to the village, and then they were picked up and pickled by the hardworking and thrifty villagers.

The smell is particularly sour...... The first thing that the village chief took the boss to see was the pickle jar of the old Yang Tou's house in the Wubao household.

"Boss Feng, do you still like this?" It's a dusty clay pot, and some patterns can be faintly seen, but the pickles have been rotted after being pickled for too long.

At most, they are ordinary things from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and they are not well preserved, so they are basically worthless in my opinion.

But this boss Feng, who is said to know antiques very well, jumped up excitedly, and it was like a treasure: "Good things, fellow, 20,000 yuan is not for sale!" It's just a broken pickle jar, 20,000 yuan, and Lao Yangtou suddenly smiled: "Sell!" Sell! Boss, you can take it if you like, just give two money...... "However, Boss Feng is a particular person, he directly asked Secretary You to give money, and then came over to ask me: "Mr. Han, what do you think of this altar?" I couldn't figure out what he meant, so I honestly shook my head: "It's not worth it." Boss Feng smiled and said meaningfully: "The most important thing for cultural objects is the edge of the eyes, some things are not exchanged for me, but they are worthless in the hands of others...... If the other party can take the initiative to cut love, wouldn't everyone be happy? I also smiled, if I guessed correctly, what Boss Feng said was the dragon sword under the bridge: "There are things, even if you are poor, you can't let people just let them." Boss Feng laughed dryly, and then urged the village chief to go to the next house.

In the past half a day, Boss Feng has visited all the old objects in the village, except for the jar of pickled vegetables, the large vat of water, and even the kang mat made of bamboo, and he has not let go of the 20,000 round.

These things are worthless, and a few of them are not antiques at all, and they are estimated to have come from the old earthen kiln in the village.

Boss Feng is very good at being a person, not only to buy things when he goes to a house, but also to carry gifts such as eggs and soybean oil, and sit down to drink two cups of tea with the host's family.

By the time Boss Feng stayed in the evening, the whole village was saying that Boss Feng was good, as if they had already regarded him as their own.

At the reception banquet in the evening, the village even killed the steers who were going to be raised until the New Year, and the whole village was happier than the New Year.

I didn't like this kind of scene, I hid at home and didn't go out, but there was a knock on the door outside: "Mr. Han, are you at home?" This voice was so sweet, it was the secret secretary next to Boss Feng, and I opened the door with hesitation.

Secretary Yu changed into a purple dress, the hem of which was only knee-high, and there were a few small pink flowers on it...... It's not as smart as the daytime professional attire, and the purple scarf on his arm has not been removed, but it looks particularly mysterious and seductive.

"The village chief cooked a lot of good dishes, everyone was very happy, and Mr. Feng also drank a lot...... I was afraid that you didn't eat, so I brought some food. "Pork stewed vermicelli, chicken stewed with mushrooms, and a big bowl of white rice are quite high standards in our village.

I brought the food to the table and didn't rush to eat, Secretary You naturally sat over and said with a smile: "Thanks to Mr. Han today, I helped us receive a lot of treasures." I laughed dryly: "It's a bunch of rags, and it's rare for Mr. Feng to like it." Secretary Yu stroked his hair, and a faint fragrance spread, which made me confused......

"Actually, Mr. Feng also knows that those things are not valuable, but this is our sincerity~ If Mr. Han has something to sell, Mr. Feng will definitely offer a satisfactory price, including me~" While speaking, Secretary Yu had already posted it and began to lick my ears, and I couldn't help but feel soft.

I quickly bit the tip of my tongue and pushed Secretary You away: "Our family is so poor that it clangs, there is nothing valuable, it's not early, Secretary You should go back to rest early." Without waiting for Secretary Yu to speak, I pushed her all the way out, leaning against the door panel and gasping for air.

This fairy-like woman is by no means just a secretary. After sitting for a while, I threw out all the food that Secretary Yu brought, I didn't dare to eat this thing.

Just when I began to wonder who Boss Feng and Secretary You were and how to send them away, Wang Dazhuang directly broke in and pulled me away.

"Little evil brother, hurry! Come with me and take a look, Guo Ye is still waiting for you! ”

"Da Zhuang, don't be busy, let's make it clear what's going on, aren't you entertaining Boss Wang?" The matter was particularly urgent, Wang Dazhuang's face was flushed, and he said while gesturing: "It's fine, Guo Ye is toasting Boss Feng, but many people suddenly said that their stomachs hurt, and then their stomachs swelled up like blowing up balloons, and they looked like they were about to burst!" "The belly swelled up like a balloon...... I frowned, this must have something to do with Boss Feng and them!