Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Ye Chuan took a closer look and found that the two gold bars were about the size of finger joints, but they were quite heavy in his hand.

What’s even more amazing is that these small gold nuggets are engraved with some words.

After careful identification, Ye Chuan exclaimed: "This seems to be the standard military gold of 'Le Wang Hao' during the Republic of China period?"

Hearing this, the old man showed a surprised expression on his face: "Young man, do you know this kind of military gold?" In fact, the "Three Scraping Golds" are just small gold bars engraved by ordinary private individuals. One bar is about 30 grams, and two bars add up to 60 grams, which is nearly 400 yuan based on the international gold price.

Ye Chuan nodded and said, "How much do you want for it?" Although it was worth the money, he knew that this gold nugget was not easy to circulate.

After a moment's silence, the old man smiled bitterly and said, "This is worth a few hundred dollars, but I know that no one in reality will offer such a high price.

If you really want it, you can take it for 60 yuan for two."

Ye Chuan didn't bargain, this was really a bargain for him.

He took out six large red banknotes and handed them to the old man, then put the two gold bars and a ring into the system space.

As a person with advanced carving skills, he has experience with wood and jade, and can also carve gold with great care.

He felt that he had always been missing something - perhaps it was a set of wedding rings as a symbol of his partnership. Now it seemed that everything was ready, just waiting for the right opportunity.

Ye Chuan thought excitedly.

During this time, he was grateful for both his work and the company of his family; the emotional satisfaction was particularly prominent.

Although Fatty Han beside him didn't care about the jewelry, he still asked in confusion: "Boss Ye, why did you buy these useless things? They can't be eaten or drunk!"

"This is a special moment. When this period is over, gold will be much more valuable than cash!" Ye Chuan explained.

Fatty Han could hear the doubt, but he just curled his lips slightly and didn't object directly.

The next afternoon, three people came and went to Mr. Tian's house.

He didn't sleep all night last night, and the whole room was filled with Fatty Han's deafening snoring, which even made Ye Chuan want to go over and hit him twice to suffocate him to death.

Fortunately, Ye Chuan has an extremely strong physique and a short deep sleep can solve the problem. Otherwise, this fat guy Han might not even be able to move in.

Tian Ye's house is not too far from the workplace, about 20 minutes away from their residence, passing through his traditional quadrangle courtyard. "Brother Ye, this is Tian Ye's house." Qi Mazi pointed to a small courtyard and said.

When I got closer, I saw that the door, which was supposed to be painted red, had mostly peeled off, and only one of the two copper rings was left.

Qi Mazi knocked on the door gently. With every knock, dust could be heard falling from the door panel. Ye Chuan was a little worried that this young man might knock a hole in the old door.

After a long time, a creaking sound was heard, and the door was slowly pushed open from the inside, revealing a head of messy white hair.

When Mr. Tian saw Qi Mazi and Fatty Han, he seemed a little surprised and said in an unhappy voice: "Tian Li has not returned yet!"

Just as Tian Ye was about to close the door, Qi Mazi suddenly pushed it open. "We are not looking for Tian Li!" Qi Mazi's strength was so strong that he almost knocked Tian Ye over. "If you are not here to look for Tian Li, why are you here?" he asked.

At this moment, Ye Chuan broke the silence and said, "I heard that Mr. Tian wanted to sell this house, so I came here to take a look."

This sentence eased Mr. Tian's expression a little. He looked at Ye Chuan several times before opening the door. "Do you want to buy this house?"

"Let's go in and take a look first. We don't have to buy, but we don't have to not buy." Ye Chuan didn't express his opinion and stepped in first.

Fatty Han and Mazi Qi followed closely behind.

As he stepped into the courtyard, Ye Chuan frowned.

The entire front yard was overgrown with weeds and looked abandoned, obviously no one had taken care of it for a long time.

This is a traditional two-courtyard courtyard structure with a small front yard and a wide back yard. The total area is more than 700 square meters, and the land utilization rate is extremely luxurious.

The backyard was as deserted as the front yard, with only a small path in the middle for people to pass through.

The east and west wing rooms were already dilapidated, the roof tiles were mottled, and the glass in the windows was almost completely shattered.

The main hall is okay, at least it's acceptable and looks barely habitable.

Although the buildings in the entire courtyard are dilapidated, the layout and details show how meticulously they were originally built.

Although the rockery in the corner and the corridor are invaded by grass and trees, they can be restored to their original appearance after cleaning.

When he stepped in here for the first time, Fatty Han immediately frowned and looked miserable, obviously not satisfied with this courtyard with two entrances.

In his opinion, this place was far less clean and comfortable than his own crowded and noisy old yard.

Although the house was badly damaged, this was not the main concern for Ye Chuan. As long as the frame was intact and the foundation was still there, everything was just a matter of money. "Young comrade, would you like to take a closer look at the house?" Seeing Ye Chuan's careful observation of details, Mr. Tian seemed to have figured out what he was thinking and took the initiative to invite him to take a closer look at the house.

However, Ye Chuan did not answer, but went straight to the dilapidated east and west rooms and peeked inside through the broken window glass.

Both rooms were empty, with no valuable furniture and only broken and useless things.

This villa still retains some old furniture from the past, and Ye Chuan had hoped to gain something from it.

He originally planned to come here with the mentality of picking up bargains, but the scene in the east and west wing rooms before him dashed his hopes. "Mr. Tian, ​​the two wing rooms are already in a dilapidated state, why don't you repair them a little bit?" Ye Chuan asked.

The old man smiled bitterly and responded, "Nowadays we can't even afford to eat and sleep, how can we afford to renovate the house? We are lucky to have someone living there."

Ye Chuan nodded, understanding his dilemma. "Young man, go take a look at the main house. No one has lived there for more than 20 years." He mentioned that he was worried that just looking at the two side rooms might be daunting.

The main house of the entire courtyard is divided into three parts. As soon as you enter the door, you can see the large porch and the rooms on the east and west sides.

As soon as he entered the lobby, Ye Chuan immediately noticed the large scroll painting in the middle hall and the long tables displayed on both sides.

He looked around the door and nodded silently.

When he first entered this typical three-courtyard quadrangle, he couldn't help feeling a little lost, whether it was the front or back of the courtyard or the side houses.

However, upon entering the grand foyer, his mood changed.

On a wall right in front of the main hall, there is a painting of Laozi riding a cow westward. The picture is lifelike, with exquisite couplets on both sides.

The tables placed close to the wall are as unique as the wings on an official's hat or the edge of a treasure container.

In front of the desk was a square octagonal table, with a royal chair on each side.

According to tradition, the host will entertain the guests on the left, and the guests will be seated on the right.

Furniture made of huanghuali wood has become more quaint and lustrous after years of use, but after the Tian family died out, those valuable items, such as vases, antique mirrors, clocks and Luohan beds, have long since disappeared.

Imagining this old man with weathered hands sitting on a worn armchair, gazing at this house that once symbolized the glory of his family, the emotion in his heart is indescribable.

If we go back decades ago, the Tian family would have been a wealthy family, and Ye Chuan probably wouldn't even have the chance to enter their house and have a cup of tea.

Following the old man into the east and west wings, Ye Chuan saw only a simple bed frame in the east wing. He saw nothing valuable, not even the radio. Clothes were piled up randomly, and the wardrobe was sold or thrown away. "Young man, what do you think of this mansion?" Mr. Tian asked with a smile.

Ye Chuan sighed softly and said nothing. Instead, he walked to the armchair in the main hall, sat down and stroked the armrest.

Hearing this, Mr. Tian suddenly felt heavy in his heart.

The house had been put up for sale for almost a month, and he was the first visitor.

At first I thought there would be a lot of people interested in a mansion of this size, but unexpectedly no one was interested in it for more than a month.

He is a person who is immersed in his own world and does not understand the changes in the outside world.

The Tian family only has him and his wife Tian Li's son. The family has never worked outside and lives on the inheritance from their ancestors.

When life was still okay, if they were short of money, they would go to a pawnshop to pawn some silver or sell their household belongings for food.

However, since 1959, even exchanging cash has been of no avail. Rice can no longer be bought, let alone exchanged for Chinese currency.

With no other options, Lao Tian used most of his money and the furniture in his home to buy food to sustain his life and barely made ends meet.

At the end of last year, the couple planned to sell their house and return to the countryside to exchange for some food to spend the Spring Festival, and then discuss future plans in detail.

During the excavation, Old Man Tian accidentally discovered the place where the treasure was hidden, but found that the jar containing gold and silver had disappeared.

This was the only place where their family stored wealth passed down from their ancestors, and all the treasures in the three jars had disappeared.

Tian's ancestors accumulated a lot of wealth through business. His great-grandfather and grandfather hid gold and silver in various secret corners of the house during their lifetime, and told him the locations of these treasures when they died.

Old man Tian relied on these treasures to make a living in his life, but he never expected that in the end these three jars of gold would be lost to .

He was so angry that he fell ill.

Old Mrs. Tian died due to hunger, cold and anxiety.

Old man Tian, ​​who was in a very weak condition, took care of his wife's funeral and used part of his property to buy some food to fill his stomach.

After recuperating for about a year and feeling that he had regained some strength, he decided to sell the house and return to the countryside with his son who was nearly thirty years old and unmarried.

Old Man Tian noticed Ye Chuan's silence, so he took out his pipe, filled it with tobacco and smoked slowly, unable to relieve his inner melancholy. "Old Man Tian, ​​how much do you want to sell your house for?"

I thought Ye Chuan was no longer interested in buying it, but I didn't expect him to ask about the price.

Old Man Tian thought for a moment and made an offer, "Two thousand five hundred Chinese Yuan."

Ye Chuan smiled when he heard the price.

Although not expensive, it is definitely not cheap either. The desk, the eight-immortals table, the armchair and the old bed with carved beams and painted rafters are all worth a fortune.

But in today's era, this price is already an astronomical figure, and cannot be estimated by reference to the cognition of later generations. "Mr. Tian, ​​are you kidding? This house needs to repair the three entrances and the front and back rooms, and the cost will be at least several hundred yuan.