After returning home, Han Chunming hid the wooden box with the four small bowls and the passbook under the bed. After informing Chunming's mother, Han Chunming left again and headed to He Yuzhu's courtyard.
Chunming's mother was already used to Han Chunming's habit of not seeing him at all.
Although she didn't know what Han Chunming was busy with every day, she believed that her Little Five wouldn't do anything out of line, so she naturally didn't interfere.
As soon as Han Chunming stepped out of the courtyard, Cheng Jianjun came out of the house.
"Auntie, what is Chunming doing?”Cheng Jianjun looked at Han Chunming, who was gradually disappearing from his sight, and asked the auntie who was washing vegetables.
"Didn't you see the lady who collected junk with him before?”
"She probably went to collect junk with her again.”The auntie guessed as she washed the vegetables.
At this moment, Han Chunming happened to pass by the courtyard with the lady riding a tricycle. Cheng Jianjun couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he saw her.
"This Han Chunming really can't change his ways. The restaurant is already open, but he still wants to collect junk every day.”
The middle-aged woman also smiled." Who says so? I don't know what Han Chunming is thinking about every day."”
"If that restaurant was opened by me, wouldn't I be so busy every day? He didn't dare to go collect junk!”The middle-aged woman stopped her work and looked at the empty courtyard entrance as she said sourly.
For people like them who had been poor all their lives, seeing a courtyard suddenly produce a ten thousand yuan household was naturally inevitable.
Hearing the auntie belittle Han Chunming, Cheng Jianjun was in a good mood.
Then, he thought of something and turned to look at his house. A cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Auntie, just wait and see. Today, I'll make Han Chunming suffer a loss in my hands!”Cheng Jianjun said confidently. After he finished speaking, he turned around and went into the house.
Under the auntie's puzzled gaze, Cheng Jianjun walked past her with a bowl wrapped in newspaper.
"What is this Cheng Jianjun trying to do?”The auntie frowned. She couldn't tell what was wrapped in the newspaper.
Han Chunming also brought the raggedy woman to He Yuzhu's courtyard as promised.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a pile of old furniture piled up on the main aisle.
"Aiyo, I was waiting for you!"
Seeing Han Chunming enter, He Yuzhu hurriedly walked over with a smile.
He had been waiting for a long time.
Once they heard that the old furniture and objects that were not used could be sold for money, the residents in the courtyard searched through their beds and cabinets for the useless old objects in their homes in order to sell them for more money.
One by one, they piled up to form this scene.
Han Chunming glanced at the pile of furniture. Most of them were ordinary furniture, and only a few were old.
After learning this simple information, Han Chunming nodded in his heart. At least he didn't buy it for nothing.
"Young man, do you really accept everything?”
Just as Han Chunming was sizing him up, a short-haired old man walked over with his hands behind his back and asked curiously.
"Chunming, let me introduce you. This is the eldest uncle of our courtyard.”He Yuzhu introduced enthusiastically.
Han Chunming nodded and smiled." Yes, sir. I'll take all the discarded furniture, broken appliances, unused teacups, vases, and so on!”
" You've really helped us a lot." The first uncle laughed." A few families are almost out of business. It's just nice."”
After Han Chunming exchanged a few words with the old man, he instructed the tattered lady to start working.
All the items that could be recycled were sold at the same price as junk.
Now, the furniture that was discarded was 80 cents per catty, a piece of good wood, a teacup that was in good condition was 10 cents per catty, and a vase was 50 cents.
After hearing this price, the residents in the courtyard, including the second and third grandfathers, hurriedly moved their things to the iron scale to weigh the price.
Han Chunming smiled in response to the residents who greeted him.
However, his gaze was still on a chair in front of a house.
The chair was brown in color, and the armrests were extremely shiny with a pale yellow luster.
Han Chunming immediately recognized that this was a chair made of yellow rosewood.
There weren't many patterns on the chair, only a carefully carved wood pattern on the back.
The chair looked simple and plain.
After seeing these characteristics, Han Chunming's eyes lit up.
This simple and elegant style was the characteristic of the furniture of the Song Dynasty!
This was a chair from the Song Dynasty!
The history of the Song Dynasty was nearly a thousand years ago, and the value of this intact chair was immeasurable!
However, even though Han Chunming recognized that this was the throne of the Song Dynasty, he didn't show any abnormality. He continued to chat with the people around him.
The old lady next to the chair looked at her own chair and then at Han Chunming, who was chatting happily. She gritted her teeth and moved the chair over.
"Yo, Qin Huairu's mother-in-law is here to sell treasures too?”After recognizing Qin Huairu's mother-in-law, Jia Zhangshi's identity, He Yuzhu teased her with an evil smile.
However, Jia Zhangshi only rolled her eyes at him expressionlessly. Then, she moved the chair in front of Han Chunming and instantly changed her expression. She smiled and asked,"Your name is Chunming, right?"
"How much can I sell this chair for?”
When Han Chunming heard this, he was delighted. You're finally here!
However, his expression was serious as he pretended to size up the chair.
"This chair was left to me by my mother. Look at how good the quality is!”Han Chunming looked at her while Jia Zhangshi boasted about the various benefits of the chair.
This was one of the few dowries that her family had given her. She originally wanted to keep it as a memento, but she happened to see that Han Chunming was interested in taking it today. She wanted to sell it for a few dollars to use in her retirement.
Han Chunming picked up the chair and estimated its weight before saying,""Auntie, this is about ten catties, right?”
"Then I'll round it up for you. I'll give you ten yuan.”
"Ten? It was almost half of Qin Huiru's monthly salary!”
"Sure!" Upon hearing Qian Jia, Zhang Shi's eyes instantly lit up and she hurriedly agreed.
"Alright!" Han Chunming carefully placed the money aside and took out ten yuan before handing it to Jia Zhangshi.
After receiving the money, Jia Zhangshi quickly walked clumsily back to the house and searched for the old furniture in the house.
Seeing this yellow rosewood chair in his hands, Han Chunming knew that this trip was not in vain!
He vaguely remembered that in his era, in 2010, a Ming Dynasty chair was auctioned off for nearly 70 million!
And this throne was from the Song Dynasty, more than a hundred years earlier than the Ming Dynasty!
Han Chunming couldn't help but smile when he thought about how he had picked up another big mistake with the ten yuan.
Outside the door, Cheng Jianjun also walked in with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
The thing wrapped in newspaper in his hand was his family's incense burner!
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