Xu Damao's Thirty-Six Stratagems in Siheyuan

It is an open secret that the price of a workstation is generally equal to the total salary of the previous two years. Of course, the most popular jobs are another matter.

Jia Dongxu's workstation is a common first-line fitter's workstation. During the first year of internship, his salary is the same as that of a temporary worker, 18 yuan per month. After the second year of internship, his salary is 28 yuan per month, unless he is directly promoted to a first-level worker. The total salary for these two years is about yuan, and no more than yuan.

Xu Damao directly raised the price to 700 yuan at the whole hospital meeting. He really had selfish motives.

Is the workstation popular? Of course it is. That is based on a reasonable price. Now the price has increased by about 150 yuan, so it is no longer a popular place.

If the third uncle wanted it, he would have wanted a price of less than 550 yuan. Otherwise, he would have lost the money for a bicycle and would have been heartbroken.

But Xu Damao's first impression was that Jia Zhang had a price of seven hundred, so it was impossible for her to sell it at a price lower than this.

This is Xu Damao’s result.

Xu Damao actually wanted to buy this workstation for the youngest son of the village chief of Baishui Village. Seven hundred was not high for Xu Damao. The village chief could pay five hundred, or Xu Damao could help pay two hundred. She wanted to ask the village chief Chen to help him collect old things in Baishui Village and surrounding villages. This was Xu Damao's plan.

After the meeting, the next day, Xu Damao told Lou Xiao'e that he might have to go to the countryside that night and would not come back.

This is also normal, and Lou Xiao'e didn't really ask what they were going to do.

Xu Damao did go to Baishui Village and did go to the home of Village Chief Chen first.

"Village Chief, are you all right? Is life in the village difficult right now?"

"Hey, Xu Fangying, long time no see. Alas... the village is still in trouble, but fortunately, no one has starved to death in the village so far, and they are just getting by. This year, the village is planting sweet potatoes on a large scale, so we shouldn't starve this year."

"Village chief, you said you wanted your youngest son to go to the city. Now there is an opportunity. Of course, I can't guarantee it will happen 100%, but I have already laid the groundwork. As long as you are determined, the possibility is still very high."

So he told the story of Jia's workstation.

"Village chief, the owner of this workstation hasn't said it's for sale, but he's probably going to sell it. It's not a good deal to rush in. I just want to wait. But I didn't ask you to pay the 700 yuan. You can just pay around 560 yuan. If there's any extra money, I, Xu Damao, can pay for it. But there's something I need your help with."

Village Chief Chen knew that the current job market was tight, so he was willing to pay 700 yuan. His family was rich, and he hadn't worked as a village chief for nothing.

"Xu Fangying, what's the matter? Is there anything else you need help from us country folks?"

"It's like this. Nowadays, every household in the village may have some old items, including porcelain, jade, furniture, etc. I don't like them. I'm working, and it's impossible for me to go to the countryside every day to ask every household. I want you to help me ask privately if there are people who want to use old items to repay the money. That's it. As long as I accept them, I will give you, Village Chief Chen, a fifty-cent introduction fee for each item. What do you think?"

"No, no, Xu Fangying, can this old item still be exchanged for a high price?"

"Love is priceless. I've been learning this trade from a teacher at the National Museum recently, and I want to collect some objects to broaden my horizons. What do you think? Of course, the main reason I came here today is to tell you about this workstation and see if you have any need for it. If you don't need it, just consider it as me coming to see you."

"Yes, yes, of course I want to. I've always dreamed of taking my kid to the city. Now he's in the same unit as Xu Fangying, and I can still count on Xu Fangying to take care of him in the future."

"Okay, I know the village chief's attitude. If this company is really willing to sell, I will block this workstation and notify you to go over to handle the formalities. Well, village chief, that's it. I'll be leaving first. I haven't been here for a long time. I'll go over to see Meifang."

"Xu Fangying, why don't you stay at home tonight and have dinner."

"Village chief, there is still a long way to go. I will come again. When I can properly arrange this work station, I will definitely come to congratulate you. I am leaving."

The village chief also knew that Xu Damao would not really eat at home because his lover in the village was there.

Xu Damao went to Widow Gu's house with ease.

Coincidentally, Gu Meifang was really alone at home. She was busy planting crops in the fields and was not too busy. Both children had gone to school.

When Gu Meifang saw Xu Damao pushing his bicycle into the yard, her excited heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest and her face turned hot and red.

Xu Damao had already said hello, "Meifang, silly, you still don't welcome me to your house?"

"No, no, Damao, this is too sudden. I, I am just excited. Come on, come into the house, get on the kang, I'll bring you some water to wipe your face."

It lasts a long time. It's crazy and lasts a long time.

Xu Damao couldn't help it. Gu Meifang's figure, expression, and charm were definitely better than Lou Xiao'e's. They broke Xu Damao's defense. It was like dry firewood and raging fire. Nothing to say.

After a war without gunpowder, Xu Damao lit a cigarette and hugged Gu Meifang, who was lying in his arms. "Fang, I won't leave today. Let's have a drink together tonight and fight another 800 rounds."

"Da Mao, are you sure you don't want to leave? That's great."

While smoking, Xu Damao talked about the village chief's child buying a work station and his plan to collect old items in the countryside.

"Da Mao, it seems that there are a lot of these things in my mother's village, but they are not valuable. I know that there are people who come to my mother's village to buy them, one or two yuan each. Some families are not in the mood to sell them."

"Meifang, do you know this?"

"How could I not know? My mother's family still has a pair of old chairs, which they say are official hat chairs. Someone offered 20 yuan for the pair and wanted to take them away, but my father refused. Aren't they still in my brother's house now?"

"Is it true? Meifang, when are you going to go back and lie down? Tell your brother not to buy it. I'll go take a look when I have time. If it's genuine, I'll buy it. I'm sure the price will be negotiable."

"Da Mao, you're right, I have some old stuff here, do you want to take a look?"

Gu Meifang put on her clothes and took out an incense burner that was in use from the next room. There was still ashes in the burner.

"Look at this and see if it counts. I know this is something from my husband's previous home. He has always used it to burn incense."

Xu Damao took the incense burner and looked at it carefully. It was a Mingdongqiao Xuande incense burner with the inscription on the bottom: Made in the sixth year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty, supervised by Wu Bangzuo, the Minister of Works.

"Wow, Meifang, this is really something interesting. Although the stove is not big and I am not sure about it, it is very likely to be genuine. You should keep it well and don't lose it. It may be worth a lot of money in the future.

"Is this true, Damao? This is just a copper incense burner."

"Meifang, I can't say it well on the spot, but you have to keep it."

"Oh, oh, I'll listen to you. Why don't you just take it away when you go back this time? It's the same if you keep it. I'm yours, and it's just an incense burner." Gu Meifang gave him a seductive look, which electrified Xu Damao again.

Xu Damao put his arm around Gu Meifang's waist and couldn't help but kiss Gu the widow on the lips again, "Darling, have a drink tonight. Don't worry, you are mine, and I will take care of you to the end."