It’s a Bit Early To Cross

When Chu Heng returned to the grain store after the meeting at the Grain Bureau, it was already 5:30 in the evening.

The off-duty time has long passed, and in the empty shop, Lian Qing is left alone, waiting for the handover.

In fact, normally speaking, he, an apprentice, is not allowed to do things like handing over money tickets.

But when Aunt Han Lian got off work today, she suddenly felt that he could become an apprentice, so she handed over this glorious task to him.

"Brother, why did you come back? I'm starving to death!" Seeing Chu Heng finally coming back, Lian Qing burst into tears with excitement.

He ate two wotou at noon today, and helped to carry food several times in the afternoon.

"Can you starve you to death by eating late?" Chu Heng stepped up and took him to the office cursingly, "Why sell the batch, if you don't do business every day, you will have a meeting and a meeting, and wait for your dog to eat some day. I choked to death, I'm going to run to your grave for a meeting!"

Today, he held a long-day study meeting at the Grain Bureau. He didn't even take a break at noon. One person sent Ge Wotou, plus a glass of cold boiled water, and then the meeting continued.

This **** is almost sitting out of the cocoon, can you feel better?

After the brothers came to the office, Chu Heng counted the bills at the fastest speed in his life, put them in the account, and then parted ways with Lian Qing in a hurry, and went away.

After getting home.

He politely declined the invitation from Shazhu to have a drink together, and then threw Liu Guangtian out, who wanted to drink at his house, ate something hastily, and drank two bottles of beer, then he threw himself on the bed, fell asleep.

In the chaos, time passed slowly.

The drunken sunset's face was flushed red, staggeringly sank into the horizon, and took away the shy Moon Goddess.

There is no moon tonight, only a little bit of stars are shining brightly, and the whole night sky looks much dim.

At more than one o'clock in the morning, Chu Heng woke up from his sleep on time.

"Comfortable!"

After a full sleep, he was full of energy at the moment, laying on the bed and stretched hard, and then took out a cigarette and lit it. After he finished smoking, he lifted the quilt and put his clothes on him one by one. .

At about one-thirty, Chu Heng quietly left the house and rode into the dark night.

Not long after, he came to Yan Muze's house.

Then he hurriedly put the bicycle into the warehouse and took out the brand new scooter.

Packs of grain were piled up on the car, and there were three camphor wood boxes with some tools and bundles of black ten.

Chu Heng circled around the car, checked the items on it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he stepped on the tricycle and continued to move forward.

Before he could reach the door of Yan Muze's house, three figures suddenly appeared in the dark alley ahead, and they ran up straight towards him.

Chu Heng, who was already a little nervous, subconsciously figured out May Fourth, opened the insurance at a lightning-fast speed, pulled the sleeve, lifted the gun, aimed, and the movements were done in one go.

"Master Chu, Master Chu!"

Yan Muze, who was running forward, was almost scared to urinate, and hurriedly reminded him, for fear that he would collapse his grandfather three when he was excited.

At this moment, Chu Heng also saw clearly that the three people were coming from the Yan family. He breathed a sigh of relief. One has to die today, you know?"

"I don't have to think about it." Yan Muze was also scared for a while, but he didn't have time to calm him down at this time. He wiped the sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly told his two sons who were a little scared and stupid: "Look What are you doing, please help push it."

"Eh."

The brothers hurriedly ran to the back of the scooter and helped push one piece forward.

Looking at Chu Heng who was riding the bike in front of them, both of them had a look of fear on their faces.

Their father had said before that this person was not a good person, and they didn't take it seriously. Looking at this fierce posture today, it seemed that they had to be careful.

There are so many people and great strength, and after a while, the four of them came to the door of Yan's house.

After handing over the unloading to the Yan family brothers, Chu Heng and Yan Muche came to the main house with money and tools.

At this time, the house was empty, and the old man's wife had already given orders to go to the next room to rest with his grandson.

The big kang is now full of things. Sixty antique cultural relics of different categories are scattered on the kang, and gold bars of different sizes are neatly piled on the edge of the kang. Glittering below.

Chu Heng just glanced at the gold bars on the kang, then quickly withdrew his gaze, turned his head and ran towards the antiques full of kang.

He first picked up the woodcarving Arhat statue from the Song Dynasty that was closest to him, and looked at it carefully.

Although this woodcarving is damaged in some places, it is better than the age and the craftsmanship is exquisite. After he pondered for a while, he did not deliberately lower the price, but he offered a very reasonable price within the price range he gave before: "One piece for five Well, it can't go any higher."

Director Chu is still very ethical.

"No problem." Yan Muze had long wanted to lie down, without any intention of making a bargain. He hurriedly took a pen and paper from the table next to him and recorded the price, so that he could settle accounts later.

Chu Heng put down the wood carving, and then picked up a celadon-glazed pot. After looking at it for a while, he realized that the Yue kiln celadon-glazed pot was from the Five Dynasties period.

Really good stuff!

He couldn't put it down and gently rubbed the fine open texture of the pot with his fingertips, and without thinking about it, he gave the highest price: "Three pieces."

This pot is worth the price.

Yan Muze smacked his lips and continued to record silently.

This pot is his...

It's a little bit painful at the moment.

After Chu Heng put down the pot, he was impatient and continued to look at it, and put each treasured antique into the cyst at the price of cabbage.

Song Dynasty wrong gold and silver pot, three dollars.

The lapis lazuli shepherd's mountain in the Qianlong Dynasty, one dollar.

The blue and white jade dragon pattern of the Tang Dynasty is two yuan.

Ming Dynasty Wen Zhengming's landscape painting, one piece and two.

The calligraphy and painting of Wang Shimin in the Qing Dynasty, Sanmao.

...

By the end, Yan Muze was already numb, and you can give as much as Aite gives, as long as you are happy.

After setting the price of those antiques~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Chu Heng turned his head and came to the pile of gold bars.

He first picked out a few gold bars and cut them open to verify the authenticity, and then used a small scale to weigh them.

After working for a while, he confirmed the weight and turned around to settle accounts with Old Man Yan.

"The total amount of gold is 9,072, and the 60 pieces of antiques add up to 161.8, and the total is 9,233.8."

"The total amount of grain and oil outside is three hundred and eight."

"You should give me 8,853 yuan and eight, and I'll give you a fraction of it, and give me 8,850 yuan."

After the old man rambled about the calculations, he couldn't wait to turn his attention to the stacks of **** tens that were randomly thrown on the ground.

"Open and bright." Chu Heng smiled happily, bent down to pick up the money stack, and threw it to the old man one by one.

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