Uncle Jin opened the door, and it was extremely cold in the house because of the lack of popularity and heating.

What catches your eye is an old-fashioned bed, with a small number in the middle, and you can imagine the bed lying there in the photo, smoking a big cigarette, with thick dust on the couch and on the table.

Next to it was a Bogu cabinet, each with a porcelain vase or something, and the door below was open, and inside was a stack of yellowed paper books, and a notch gnawed by rats.

There is also a desk, on which there are scattered inkstones and brushes, the brushes are scattered, the hair is bald, it seems that there is no less play by children.

Xiao Jin's father turned the desk sideways, and there were a lot of pots and jars behind the desk, and a painting bucket was stuffed with painting scrolls.

There was only a small wooden box on one side, which was very clean, and it seemed that it was often moved, and no one opened it, so Shi Peng didn't ask.

Uncle Jin pointed to the things in the house and said, "Boss, look at how much the things in this room are worth except for the wooden box?"

Shi Peng nodded and approached the bed, wiped the dust with his fingers, observed the wood and carving, the things on the Bogu shelf also looked carefully, they are all things from the previous dynasty, there is not much value, Xiaoice is priced at two hundred yuan according to the current price, the inkstone and brush on the desk are not boutique, the table is Huanghuali, the pots and cans on the ground behind the table are also some civilian things, the calligraphy and paintings in the bucket are not famous masterpieces, and they are also cheap.

A long white plate in the painting bucket attracted Shi Peng's attention, wiped off the floating soil, it turned out to be ivory, wat board, the dynasty plate of officials above the fifth grade, the previous dynasty abolished, Shi Peng's identification is from the Ming Dynasty, that is to say, it is from the upper dynasty, ask Xiaoice, Xiaoice gave firmness from the Song Dynasty.

Xiaoice especially reminded that the large porcelain tank that looks like a small household water tank behind the bucket is very valuable, so you must buy it.

Xiaoice only solemnly reminded this one, the thing is not small, Shi Peng's small identification technique can not be identified, or ask Xiaoice, Xiaoice said that 99% probability is Yuan Qinghua.

It's worth it, this trip is worth it, and this one is a peerless treasure.

I didn't dare to read the books in the cabinet, dust, insect eggs, and rat droppings and debris, which were not easy to clean up here.

After silently calculating, Shi Peng said to Uncle Xiaojin that there was nothing valuable, and he could give a price of eight hundred yuan.

Uncle Xiao Jin showed a little surprise, he didn't expect that this pile of rags could be sold for 800 yuan, the children have caused a lot of disasters, and I don't know how many broken pots and cans there are, and the pain in my heart is there.

Shi Peng walked up to the small wooden box and pretended not to care, and asked, Is this something to be sold?

Uncle Xiao Jin said that it was a worthless thing, so he didn't sell it.

Back in the main room, Xiaojin's aunt poured tea, Li Bao and Li Yong Xiaojin muttered that they didn't know what they were talking about, Xiaojin's third uncle and Xiaojin's father hadn't spoken, it was the boss of the Jin family, and they were discussing something together.

Shi Peng's heart was on the Yuan Qinghua in the West House. He has heard the name of Yuan Qinghua in later generations, and the number of surviving people is pitiful, and the value is incalculable.

The agitation did not manifest itself.

One is willing to sell, the other is willing to buy, and it is their own business to see that they can't see it, and they can't complain about others.

After discussing for a while, the three of them all showed embarrassment on their faces.

Uncle Xiao Jin said to Shi Peng:

"I wonder if the boss wants something else?"

"Yes, as long as it's an old thing, I'll want it."

"That's right, we need more than a thousand dollars, it's still a little short, and there's something for you to see."

After speaking, I went outside and picked up a small box, and took a closer look at the West Wing.

Uncle Xiao Jin opened the box, and Li Bao and the three of them also tilted their heads to look.

The contents of the box were shiny, and it turned out to be a crown of pearls and emeralds, and there were a few small gold ingots on the side.

It seems that this is the most important thing, no wonder the boxes are constantly moved.

It was the first time Shi Peng had seen this kind of hair crown like the one he wore when he got married, and it was the kind of hair crown that the princess wore when she appeared in the play.

Exquisite and abnormal, ingenious, you don't need to identify it to know that it must be a good thing, and now no one wastes effort to do this fake.

"How much do you think it's worth?"

"Isn't it worth me? How much are you going to sell? No, if I give low, you don't want to, and if I give high, I will lose, I will see if it is worth it if you want as much as you want, and then it will be discussed."

"I won't tell you the truth, it is said that the ancestor is not big, but he copied the house, there were a few good things, and then they were divided, we only saved this, and our brothers discussed that they were all sold anyway, and these were also sold for money and one cent, which was awkward in the province."

Shi Peng and Xiaoice communicated in their consciousness, this hair crown was worth eight hundred yuan, and gold was not worth much.

Shi Peng thought, the value of this trip, the past few years have not been as big as this harvest, Lou Dong except for the painting that has not been processed, the rest is a large quantity, few high-quality products, this Jin family's things are good, really good, bad is tattered.

"We also sell this hair crown and gold for eight hundred, in addition to one thousand yuan, each family can still divide two hundred, can the boss see it?"

Shi Peng's heart was excited, okay, why not, it looks like a lot now, and it will be sky-high in the future.

"Okay, if there is a relationship between Li Yong and Xiaojin, I won't bargain, eight hundred will be eight hundred."

Everyone was happy, and even Xiaojin felt that he had face.

When he put the hair crown inside, Shi Peng saw that there were a few pieces of paper with hanging words in the box, and asked Uncle Xiaojin what it was.

Uncle Xiaojin said with a wry smile, it is the deed, the deed they live in now, but it is useless, it turns out that the courtyard next to it is his family, and then his family divided this yard, and the deed is useless and is used as waste paper in the box.

Accidents, unexpected joys, will be returned to everyone in the future, and the deed will never go out of style.

Is this a giveaway? What if you give money? If you don't give money and there is no agreement, it will be troublesome in the future, what should you do?

"Third uncle, let's do it, when you write an agreement with me and press your fingerprint, you will also count the deed into it, I will see if I have the opportunity to buy the house at that time, this yard is very good, I have taken a fancy to it, I will also give you 1,500 yuan, if I can buy it in the future, it is my ability, if I can't buy it, the loss will be mine, what do you think?"

This is also a surprise for the Jin family, the house is not their own, it is divided into residences, and they cannot be bought and sold privately, this boss wants to buy, and it is not their responsibility to buy it, and no one will lose 1,500 yuan if they buy it, and each brother will have an extra 500 points, a good thing.

Glancing at each other, the brothers agreed, and found a pen and paper to write everything and the house deed and everything, in triplicate, signed and drawn, and as intermediaries, Li Bao and Li Yong held a copy.

The agreement came to his pocket, and Shi Peng's heart was put down, Yuan Qinghua, Fengguan, and the courtyard were mine, and I didn't know if you would regret it after more than ten years.

The transaction was completed in private, without too much nonsense, Shi Peng asked Li Bao to go to his brother Li Lin to borrow a car, and load the car in a while, he didn't worry that these things were still in the Jin family.

No one in the Jin family sat in the west wing with Shi Peng, it was strangely cold, what to look at.

Shi Peng calculated that it cost a total of 3,100 yuan to buy these, which is not a small amount, except for him, there are really few people who have such a large amount of money.

When the car came, Shi Peng carefully held the small vat-like Yuan Qinghua, which was the most important thing.

There weren't many things, and the Jin family quickly loaded the car with the help of the Jin family.

According to Shi Peng's guidance, he drove to the dilapidated house where the Lou family unloaded the truck.

Watching the car drive away, the boss of the Jin family, who had not spoken, closed the door and waved his hand and said, "Go back to the house and divide the money."

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