Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

"But at this time of night, no matter how good you say that thing is, I can't tell whether it's good or bad."

When Xiuhong heard what He Yuzhu said, she immediately stepped forward and grabbed He Yuzhu's arm.

"Brother, come with me."

He Yuzhu stood there unmoved, thinking that this man must have something wrong with his brain. In the middle of the night and in such a lowly place, he could actually say such stupid words!

Xiuhong tried to pull He Yuzhu but failed. She turned around and understood what was going on.

"Brother, don't get me wrong. We live nearby. Don't worry, there's no one else at home except my dad, my wife and my daughter."

He Yuzhu was a little speechless and pulled him to a secluded place. "What kind of difficulties did you encounter? Would you like to tell me first?"

Na Xiuhong sighed heavily. "My little son is sick and needs surgery, but our family can't afford the surgery."

"That's why my father agreed to sell this heirloom, thinking he could raise the money for the surgery first."

"how much is it?"

"Twenty dollars."

He Yuzhu didn't think that this guy was lying, because the scholarly spirit in his words was definitely not something that an ordinary person could fake.

But He Yuzhu still asked carefully: "Brother, I see that you are also an educated person, how is it possible that you can't even get that little money together?"

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Na Xiuhong said without hesitation: "Didn't I just tell you, my ancestors were from the palace, so I don't have a job yet."

He Yuzhu understood, so he followed Xiuhong to a nearby courtyard.

"Yes, these are all yours?"

Na Xiuhong said with emotion: "Thanks to the blessing of our ancestors, we still have this house left for us to live in."

Then Xiuhong stepped forward and knocked on the door. A plain-looking woman opened the door. Although she was dressed very ordinary, the elegance between her eyebrows and eyes still made He Yuzhu secretly marvel.

He followed Xiuhong into the yard. In the moonlight, He saw that there was nothing special about the yard except that it was clean.

But after entering the house, He Yuzhu's eyes were not enough. He saw a large antique shelf in front of the back wall of the main room, which was filled with all kinds of antiques.

"Hey man, is this all real?"

Na Xiuhong nodded proudly. "Of course, this large multicolored vase is from the Qianlong period, and the tea set over there is from the Kangxi period."

He Yuzhu looked at the exquisite porcelain in front of him. Although he didn't understand the intricacies involved, he couldn't resist Xiuhong's introduction.

But while Xiuhong was talking a lot, He Yuzhu's attention was attracted by a small incense burner.

"Wow, this little incense burner is pretty!"

Na Xiuhong hurriedly introduced it after hearing this: "Brother, you have good eyesight. This is a Xuande furnace from the Xuande period."

"Xuan De furnace? Never heard of it~"

Xiuhong was speechless for a while, and then she heard the woman next to him say: "Even if these things are rare, what are they useful for?"

"It's cold and can't be eaten. Besides looking at it, can it save a child's life?"

Na Xiuhong looked at He Yuzhu awkwardly. "It's just a woman's opinion, please don't mind it, brother."

He Yuzhu glanced at the angry woman. "Okay, show me what you were trying to sell. If the price is right, I'll take it."

Upon hearing this, Xiuhong quickly took out the large plate. "Look, this is a large multicolored plate from the Qianlong period. Do you think 50 yuan is okay?"

"what?"

"You're selling a dish like this for fifty dollars?"

After saying this, He Yuzhu stood up and was about to leave, but this was also intentional on his part.

Because even if he knew the future value of these things, they are really worthless now. If he acts too proactively, what if he is taken advantage of?

"Wait, look at this glazed version. We also have this one. My price is definitely not high!"

He Yuzhu said nonchalantly: "But can this thing be eaten? Maybe in a few decades this thing will be very valuable, but now it's just a plate."

"Don't even mention 50 yuan. I can buy you a whole stack for yuan."

Na Xiuhong was speechless for a moment, but thinking about his youngest son's current situation, he asked helplessly: "How much can you give?"

"Five dollars, I don't want more."

"What? I'm telling you, this is a large multicolored plate from the Qianlong period. You can go out and ask around. There aren't many places in this city that have this."

He Yuzhu said calmly: "Since this thing is so valuable, I can't take it. Otherwise, you can try your luck again."

Xiuhong was stunned on the spot, because he had been strolling around the pigeon market for several days, but most people went there to buy food and no one even paid attention to his thing.

Finally, it was his wife who came up with an idea for him. She told him to go around the stalls that sold more expensive items, hoping that he would meet someone who knew what they were selling.

So Xiuhong went to the place where milk powder was sold, because in his opinion, a bag of milk powder cost at least eight yuan, and people who could afford milk powder must have money. Who would have thought that he would meet such a guy.

But just when the situation became awkward, a wailing sound suddenly came from the room.

"Mom, I feel bad."

The woman quickly ran into the inner room, and Na Xiuhong hurriedly explained, "It's my little son."

He Yuzhu originally thought that the story of raising money for medical treatment was made up by him, but he didn't expect it to be true.

He stared at those beautiful red eyes for a while, and saw the helplessness of a father and a hint of confusion about life in his eyes.

He Yuzhu thought for a moment and realized that if this man hadn't encountered any difficulties, given his obsession when he introduced the antiques just now, there was no way he would sell his treasure out of desperation.

"Okay, I'll just consider it my bad luck today. I'll take your plate for 50 yuan."

Na Xiuhong didn't react for a while, until his wife came out and reminded him: "Why are you still standing there like an idiot? The big brother said he wants it."

Xiuhong was at a loss when she heard this, because he had been selling for so many days and this was the first time someone sold his things without bargaining.

"Thank you, thank you so much. May I ask your name?"

"No matter your surname is He, you can call me Xiao He for me."

"Brother Xiao He, to be honest, I really have no choice. Otherwise, I would not be willing to sell these things."

He Yuzhu didn't say much, but took out 50 yuan and put it in his hand.

"Give me the stuff. By the way, how much do you need for the surgery?"

Before Na Xiuhong could say anything, his wife spoke first: "Even with the 50 yuan, there is still more than yuan left. Why don't you take a look and see if there is anything you like? If so, pick two more."

"As for the price, just decide on your own!"

He Yuzhu could also see that although the woman in front of him spoke very firmly, her reluctance was still inadvertently revealed.

Although Xiuhong was unwilling to hear what his wife said, she nodded silently in the end.

He Yuzhu glanced at the time on the wall clock and simply took out two hundred yuan and put it on the table.

"Two hundred dollars, how about I pick five myself? Of course, don't think I'm taking advantage of you."

"If I hadn't just become a father, I wouldn't want to be the one being taken advantage of if I hadn't seen your child suffer so much!"

Na Xiuhong was still a little hesitant, because she could see that Xiao He in front of her did not understand the value of these antiques at all. But what her wife had said just now was right, these things were cold and could neither be eaten nor save his child's life.

So Na Xiuhong made up her mind. "Okay, I'll do as you say."

He Yuzhu didn't hesitate and directly took the small incense burner that he had just taken a fancy to. Then he selected a set of tea sets, two porcelain bottles and a beautiful ancient painting.

After he had made his selection, he looked back at Xiuhong, and unexpectedly, this grown man actually shed tears.

He Yuzhu saw that he must have made a big bargain today, so he put another bag of milk powder on the table before leaving.

"Man, this bag of milk powder is a little gift from me to my child."

"But I also want to remind you that you'd better find a place to hide these things, otherwise it would be bad if they were left out in the open for people to see."

Of course Xiuhong knew what He Yuzhu meant, but before he could thank him, He Yuzhu had already disappeared from his sight with the things in his hand.

He Yuzhu had also heard stories about people setting up scams, but it was impossible that they could set up such a big scam to defraud him of such a small amount of money!

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