Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"What's going on? Is there no money left at home? No money to buy medicine? Or no money to see a doctor?"

Xu Damao asked with some concern.

Little Yuanchao's pitiful appearance makes people feel pity for him.

"Neither. My grandfather is reluctant to spend money. He thinks the medicine is expensive and that going to the hospital for treatment is too expensive."

Xiao Yuanchao's answer was surprising.

"Oh, how can this be possible! It's not like we don't have money. The old man is really confused. This is not the time to save money! Come on, take me to your house to see your grandfather!"

Xu Damao spoke anxiously while holding Xiao Yuanchao's hand tightly.

"Closing the stall quickly!"

Xu Damao swiftly helped Xiao Yuanchao clean up the stall, but the tea in the cup was carelessly spilled onto the street by him.

"Just put the stuff in my car! You get in the car too, let's go."

"My home is very close to here, so I won't go up. Just follow me, big brother!"

The little guy quickly put the things on Xu Damao's car, and then ran forward like an arrow.

Seeing this, Xu Damao shook his head helplessly and had to get on his bike and follow closely behind.

Xiao Yuanchao's home was indeed very close to the stall, but even so it still took him several minutes to get there.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I found a few women sitting at the door chatting. When they saw Xiao Yuanchao bringing a young and handsome guy over, they all asked about their relationship.

"I'm his cousin! I live not far away."

Xu Damao was a little impatient. In his previous life, he was annoyed by those idle people from the intelligence organization at the entrance of the village, so he urged Xiao Yuanchao to leave quickly.

Xu Damao was about 1.80 meters tall and had a serious face, which really intimidated these people. After watching Xu Damao leave, the women started chatting again.

"Brother, my home is right here, Grandpa, my brother is here to see you!"

"Who is it? Why do I remember that you don't have any older brother?"

As soon as Xiao Yuanchao finished his clear voice, an old man's voice came from inside. It was Xiao Yuanchao's grandfather.

"It's you, little brother. Alas, my humble abode is shabby and I don't have much to offer you. Yuan Chao, pour some tea for your elder brother!"

The old man was sitting on the edge of the bed, reading a book in the light from the bedside window. When he saw Xu Damao come in, he stood up hurriedly.

"No, no, I've already had some at the stall. Where's Xiao Yuanchao's mother?"

"I went to work at the cotton mill. I was working the night shift. It was really hard work in the mill. I heard that there was a lot of noise inside. It was really not easy for a woman."

"Old man, I came here to see you, and secondly, I heard that you were going to stop taking the medicine?"

"Don't listen to what the kid says. I didn't go get the medicine because I felt that there was nothing wrong with my body. It's not what you think. Thank you for your concern, brother. Look, there's nothing wrong with me either."

Xu Damao took a closer look and found that the old man seemed to be fine. He was in good health and had a rosy complexion.

"Alas, I don't understand this either, but I listen to advice. If we don't understand, we should listen to the arrangements of those who understand. Old man, you should take the medicine. Money can't be saved this way."

"What the little brother said is true. I understand this principle."

Looking at the old man's expression, Xu Damao understood that this old man was also a smart man and would not joke about his own safety, so he turned around and walked out.

"Go slowly, little brother."

"Old man, I'm not leaving for now. I'm just going back to get something..."

Xu Damao felt a little embarrassed. He came to the bicycle, took out a basket of eggs from the basket, which weighed about seven or eight kilograms, and carried them into the room.

"I left in a hurry when I came here, so I didn't bring anything good. I'll eat these eggs slowly at home..."

"Oh, no, no, this is too expensive. I can't accept it. It's not easy for you to work and earn money."

"Hey, old man, I don't need these little things. Do you think I look like I'm short of money?"

Xu Damao said this and pointed at the luxury bicycles outside.

"Ah... How can this be so embarrassing..."

"Just keep it. Is there enough money at home?"

"There is enough money. I can earn a little from setting up a stall every day. Xiao Yuanchao's mother also gets a salary."

"To be honest, old man, although I work in a factory, I also secretly deal in antiques. If you are short of money at home, you can take out some of those old things and let me take a look."

Xu Damao said sincerely, his eyes involuntarily glancing at the objects on the table.

A pen holder with several brushes inside, an inkstone, and a half-used ink block next to it.

"It seems that the old man is also a scholar!"

Xu Damao thought secretly in his heart.

“There are some old items, but they are just things left by our ancestors and are not worth much.”

"Old man, why don't you show it to me? Although I am young, I know a lot about this."

Xu Damao spoke shamelessly without even blinking an eye.

"Okay then. I'll bring it over to you and let you take a look. Please wait here for a moment."

"It doesn't matter."

The old man's eyes lit up, and then he stood up and walked towards another room.

The footsteps paused, followed by the sound of a key unlocking a door, and then the sound of things being rummaged through.

Xu Damao's hearing has improved greatly, and he can hear everything going on inside clearly.

After a while, the old man came over with a wooden box in his hands. Seeing this, Xu Damao hurried forward, took the wooden box from the old man and put it on the table.

Xu Damao began to check the contents of the wooden box.

A few black coins with the Chinese characters "round earth and square earth" and a seal, that's all.

He first took out the coins and checked them one by one. They were all worthless things, but the weight of the last black coin caught Xu Damao's attention.

It's not copper. Although the density of copper is greater than that of iron, it will never be so heavy. Xu Damao began to flip through the coin, and this coin became more and more familiar to him.

"Young man, these old coins are not worth much. The old man has actually gone out to inquire."

The old man interrupted at this time.

"Old man, do we have a whetstone and a dwarf at home?"

"Yes, I'll get it."

……

Xu Damao carefully rubbed the coin on the whetstone until it showed a faint golden color. He immediately stopped and began to carefully clean the debris and garbage in the middle of the coin with a small scissors.

Several minutes passed before the coin revealed its true appearance.

"Old man, the other old coins are just so-so, but this one is really special! Come and have a look."

"Let me see."

The old man took the coin, looked at the words on it, and couldn't help but read them out loud.

"The Western King's reward?"