Teacher He of the Siheyuan

Broken Hou didn't think that his name had already started to spread in Sijiu City, so he looked up at the sky and said, "It's all a false name given by some friends on the road at random, so it can't be taken as real."

"What kind of literary play is not literary play, it's just a tea bowl in my house"

"Don't even try to follow my words in a few words, your paragraph is too low-level."

Seeing the tatters, He Daqing put up an airs and put on airs, and sneered in his heart, waiting for you to beg me.

"Hehe, what kind of novelist is he, but he's just another one trying to catch fame"

Immediately, He Daqing didn't care about the rags, but took out a simple post box from his bosom, opened it with great care and said to himself.

"The love of chrysanthemums, Empress Tao rarely heard about the love of chrysanthemums. Who can give the love of lotus? The love of peonies is suitable for everyone!"

At the other end of the table, there was no one to pay attention to the dilapidated room, but at this moment, they strained their ears and listened intently. When they heard these few lines of Tao Yuanming's poems, their cloudy eyes flashed brightly.

"What is the length of the signature..."

He Daqing deliberately paused at the place where the signature was signed, and shook the post box left and right to look at it. When it was tattered, he felt itchy in his heart, and blurted out without losing face.

"Could it be a layman in Changchun?"

He Daqing said with a look of surprise, "Hey, you guessed right when it's broken, it's a layman."

As for whether he is a layman in Changchun, hey, he just doesn’t talk about it, he just plays.

The current tattered period is not the old fox that came later, the skill of nourishing the spirit is not deep enough, and the skin is not thick enough, but the love for antiques is already deep in the bones.

The doubt in his heart was not resolved, so he moved his buttocks and sat next to He Daqing with a shy face, and offered to pour tea and water to please him and said, "Brother Cao, don't you want to test my ability? This is idleness, how about this?" Tiehe lend me the palm of your hand to see how it looks."

Since the Tie Box appeared in tatters, his eyes have never left the Tie Box, and he feels that this thing has a special relationship with him, as if it should be his own.

He Daqing snickered inwardly when he saw Hou Ji's tattered time, took the tea body and leaned back with the post box and said, "Tabby time, I still like your unruly look just now."

He wanted to be angry when it was broken, but He Daqing on the side took the post box and put it under the teacup as a coaster, "This tea is a bit hot."

Dirty Hou is a person who knows the goods. Seeing He Daqing spoiling the baby so much makes him feel distressed. He has never bowed his head in front of his own daughter. He bowed his head and said in grievance, "Master, Master Cao, this is a real treasure. It must be loved and not spoiled like this. ah"

"If you don't care about it, this thing belongs to me, and the money I bought for the radio, plus the radio and tickets are all yours, what do you think?"

Broken Hou watched He Daqing casually playing with the post box that was suspected to be the old man Shiquan in horror, and he didn't know whether to admire or feel heartbroken.

"Even if this post box is really something that Changchun Layman wandered outside, in my eyes it is just a handy teacup mat. I will think of you when it is broken." He Daqing contemptuously regarded the priceless post box as if it was everywhere Visible wood and stone.

Broken Hou was so angry that he couldn't speak, he held back for a long time and uttered a word, stretched out his big left thumb and said, "You are amazing, you are noble"

After talking about the tattered waiter, he stopped drinking the tea and got up and was about to leave, but He Daqing stopped him again, and without saying a word, he stuffed the post box into the tattered waiter's palm, and drank it to himself, already cooling down a bit of tea.

This indifferent look seems to be saying, let’s take a look, look at a few pieces of broken wood casually, and don’t worry at all about running away with the broken pieces.

But the person who can use this post box to test his shabbiness is a novice who doesn't know anything?
The tattered time, who had always regarded himself as a high-ranking gentleman, was overwhelmed by the man surnamed Cao at this moment.

"You are this." Broken Hou gave another thumbs up sincerely, "Brother Cao, if you don't mind this pot of tea, I'll invite you today."

"No, no"

He Daqing waved his hand and refused, "I agreed to invite you, how can I let you invite me?"

"Brother Cao is bright, I am not a stingy person when I am broken, and besides, I have not robbed you of this radio, so I can't pay the bill and let me lose again, right?"

Tattered Hou acted as if whoever snatched the bill would be against him. In order to avoid disputes later, he even directly hired the waiter to pay for the two pots of tea.

He Daqing couldn't stop him and had to let Brother Hou pay the bill, "I said Brother Hou, it's not natural for you to rush to pay the bill. Next time I pay the bill, don't grab it."

After buying the tattered ones, he was holding a treasure post box in his hand, "Brother Cao, I will buy it next time. Today I know you, and I am so happy to see this treasure again."

His eyeballs were almost stuck on the post box when he was so torn, he muttered to himself, "Changchun Layman, it's really Changchun Layman!"

"Brother Cao, do you know who is Changchun Layman, this is really a big baby, a super big baby
Brother Cao, I have a feeling of sympathy, I have a daughter whose birthday is coming up, and I haven't found a suitable gift, can you see if you can?"

Broken Hou carried out his only daughter at the slightest disagreement, and it was self-evident what he wanted in exchange.

He Daqing felt a little funny in his heart. Didn't Han Chunming say this set of rhetoric later on in order to get the post box to the ragged Hou?

It's just that He Daqing, the daughter of Ruinaihou, really doesn't like her. It doesn't matter if she looks ordinary, she is still a white-eyed wolf.

Not only was he with his father's enemy's son, but he also reported his father after being wronged. He was completely ungrateful. That's why He Daqing said something bad and be careful that he would be imprisoned in the future.

"Tattered Hou, since you know it belongs to Changchun Layman, then you still open it. As for your daughter, who I have never met before, it's none of my business to celebrate her birthday." The box was taken back, and the hand turned it over again, and the box disappeared.

This hand shocked the tattered time, and confirmed that he had indeed met an expert today.

He Daqing finished the free treasure appraisal, finished the free tea, and successfully left a deep impression on Zatter Hou, it's time to retire.

He Daqing got up and greeted the old society to run the rivers and lakes, clasping his fists with deep meaning, "brother Hou, thank you for your tea, but I still remind you to be careful of the people around you, in the future, the people around you may be the cause of the prison, that's all for now See you soon"

When Broken Hou came back to his senses, He Daqing's figure had long since disappeared.

He Daqing came out today with a mission, that is, to purchase home gifts. This radio was not bought for himself, but for Ding Qiunan's parents.

Xu Damao in the courtyard at the other end, after being stimulated by Sha Zhu and Lou Xiao'e's double marriage, couldn't accept this fact, and wanted to break up the couple, so he wrote a report letter.