Ranguang Treasure Mirror

Zhu Youming's wife's face was not very good-looking, but she still murmured: "You people in the city are cheating, if you want to bargain, why is it worthless?"

Zhou Xiru glanced at her and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's like a big girl with pockmarks on her face. Do you think it looks good?"

"Girl, add more, add more!" Zhu Youming's wife said again.

"No way!" Zhou Xiru shook his head and said, "This painting really needs to meet someone I like. If I didn't happen to like this little lotus dragonfly, I wouldn't want [-] yuan. There is no way to deal with this handprint. If I buy it back, it will be a waste." , it doesn’t look good just looking at it.”

"Tell me yourself, can I hang this painting in the study to show off?" Zhou Xiru said, "If I come to a friend and see this painting, what will they say?"

"You...you go away!" Zhu Youming pulled his wife away, he reached for the cigarette, wanted to light it, and saw that Zhou Xiru had put it down.

"There are five old books left, why is this one missing two pages?" Zhou Xiru asked.

While talking, she turned out one of the books and asked, "Are these two pages still there?"

"Judging from the tearing marks, it was just torn off last night, right?" Zhou Xiru said, "Mr. Zhu, please look for it and find these two pages for me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuan's wife hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs. Soon, she hurriedly ran down again and handed a paper airplane to Zhou Xiru.

Zhou Xiru looked at it, and wanted to curse again. This is definitely a bear who tore up a stack of paper airplanes, and it happened last night. She couldn't figure it out. Didn't the Zhu family expect these two paintings and old books to sell for 200 yuan? Wan, let them get rich overnight?

That being the case, why didn't they take care to protect it properly and destroy it so wantonly?

This volume of old books, apart from the two torn pages, was actually pasted with two stickers of Big Big Wolf on the back. When she saw it just now, she wanted to punch someone.

Such a thing, if it falls into the hands of those red studies researchers, is not easy, but here, it becomes the raw material for the bear to make a paper airplane.

"Mr. Zhu, these books are manuscripts. The so-called manuscripts are copied by hand, not printed now." Zhou Xiru asked, "I will give you [-] copies if they are intact, which is definitely the most conscientious price in the industry." gone."

"This book!" Zhou Xiru took the book with two pages torn by the brat and stickers, and said, "I'll give you two thousand at most, otherwise I'd rather not have it."

Zhu Yuan's wife's face was also very ugly, Zhu Youming gave his youngest daughter-in-law a hard look.

Zhou Xiru took the computer to do the math, and said, "Two paintings are 32 yuan, five books are 4 yuan, the total is 36 yuan, old man, if you think the price is okay, we can sign a sales contract now." ?”

The whole family looked at Zhu Youming eagerly.

This time, Zhu Youming didn't hold back, took out a cigarette, lit it, and began to puff.

After waiting for him to finish smoking a cigarette, he said slowly: "Miss, add more."

Then, the two began to negotiate the price bit by bit. Zhu Youming wanted 50 yuan, but Zhou Xiru refused to add a penny after adding it to 38 yuan. Finally, the price was finalized at 39 yuan. Anyway, she needs to bring A small change, because she was very unhappy with this old book, so she was going to take Zhu Youming's family for a while.

"Old man, why don't you look for it at home, but there are other things?" Zhou Xiru said, "These things can only be bought at this price? Take a look, do you still have such old books?"

Zhu Dazui interrupted and said: "Old man, I remember that when I was a child, I saw the boss's basket with at least dozens of copies. You found them all and sold them to Miss Zhou? Ten thousand copies."

Zhu Youming looked at his wife and asked, "I also remember that there are more, you go to the attic to look for them?"

"This... a few years ago, the stove caught fire and burned..." Zhu Youming's wife said in a low voice.

Zhu Youming was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped his woman on the face.

His wife was so beaten that she covered her face and cried.

Zhou Xiru frowned and backed away a little, Xu Zhixuan said with a smile: "Old man, don't be angry, you can look for it later, while we are here, or is there anything else in your house? Your old mother left Ancient jade, gold and silver wares? Some of these old objects are very valuable."

Zhu Youming lit a cigarette again, and Zhou Xiru said helplessly, "Old man, why don't we deal with these things first. I'm a little afraid of you smoking like this. After I give you the money, move the car up?"

Zhu Youming was silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

Zhou Xiru took out the contract that he had prepared early in the morning, filled it out, handed it to Zhu Youming, and said, "Sign, handprint!"

This time she gained experience and carried ink pads with her, so she didn't need to use lipstick anymore.

After waiting for Zhu Youming to sign, Zhou Xiru breathed a sigh of relief and called Sinan who was standing at the door to come in and put the things in the car first.

Here, Zhu Youming's family has already started to take action, looking for old books and objects everywhere.

Zhou Xiru felt that the inside of the main room was very smoky, so he was about to go outside to get some air—in fact, Zhu Youming’s family had a huge house, a small three-story building, and a courtyard at the entrance. Real estate worth at least half a billion.

Zhu Youming's house was well decorated, but, for some reason, everything seemed disorganized.

When Zhou Xiru walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on a small room next to him.She hesitated for a moment, but walked over anyway.

It is said to be a small room, but in fact it is not small. Due to the piles of old things, the result is that the originally spacious room looks a bit cramped and depressing.

Zhou Xiru's gaze was on a dilapidated big vat. She didn't know if there was anything in the big vat, but there was a small square pillow on the big vat. The pillow was made of some kind of hard material. Nowadays, some The place is dilapidated and there are still some cobwebs on it.

Zhou Xiru reached out and touched it, and then, looking at the results displayed by the system, she not only sighed again, what did the ancestors of the Zhu family do, and why did they keep such treasures?

"Miss Zhou, do you want this?" Zhu Dazui was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Yeah!" Zhou Xiru nodded and said, "This old pillow should be an old object from the Qing Dynasty. Ask your uncle if you want to sell it?"

"Sell!" Before Zhu Dazui had time to speak, Zhu Youming's wife rushed over and said repeatedly.

"How much do you want to sell it for?" Zhou Xiru said with a smile.

"This—" Zhu Youming's wife rolled her eyes, and after a while, she said, "1 yuan!"