Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

"How could you sell it so easily? This pipe can be sold for at least one dollar!" he shouted angrily.

"What should we do? It has been taken away now." Hou Su'e said helplessly.

The husband was silent for a while, and suddenly an idea came to his mind: "I have an idea! We can polish it and make it look newer. It will definitely sell for a higher price."

So, Hou Su'e's husband found a piece of sandpaper and began to polish the pipe carefully. After a while, the originally dull pipe became shiny. However, in the process of polishing, the two letters "ERJ" originally engraved on the pipe were also blurred.

The next day, Hou Su'e came to the market with the polished pipe. She quickly found the buyer from yesterday, Yang Ming. When he saw the pipe, a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. But when he looked at it carefully, his face gradually darkened.

"This...what's going on?" Yang Ming asked, pointing at the blurred words on the pipe.

"Oh, my husband thought the pipe was too old, so he polished it," Hou Su'e explained.

"Polishing? How could you do that!" Yang Ming's voice suddenly rose an octave. "This pipe was originally an old item with collection value. By polishing it like this, you have ruined its value!"

Hou Su'e was shocked by Yang Ming's words. She didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary pipe had such a story. She lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

"Forget it, I don't want this pipe anymore." Yang Ming sighed and handed the pipe back to Hou Su'e.

Hou Su'e returned home with the pipe, feeling confused. She didn't understand why Yang Ming was so angry, and she didn't understand what was so special about the pipe.

At this time, Yang Ming came to Hou Su'e's home again. He explained to Hou Su'e the origin and value of the pipe and told her that he also had a hobby of collecting old objects.

"Actually, I don't really want this pipe," Yang Ming said. "I just think it's a pity to have it. If you have similar old items at home, I'm willing to buy them at a high price."

After hearing Yang Ming's words, Hou Su'e was moved. She thought of the things in the house that her husband regarded as "junk metal". Perhaps they also have unknown value?

"Really? Are you really willing to buy our old stuff?" Hou Su'e asked excitedly.

"Sister Su'e, are you home?" Yang Ming's voice came into the house through the crack in the door.

After a while, Hou Su'e opened the door and saw Yang Ming, with a surprised smile on her face.

"Brother Yang Ming, why are you here?"

Yang Ming smiled slightly, walked into the house, sat down and said straight to the point: "Sister Su'e, I have a suggestion to discuss with you."

"Oh? What suggestion?" Hou Su'e asked curiously.

"I heard that you have some antiques at home, and I want to buy some." Yang Ming said bluntly.

When Hou Su'e heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Antiques? I do have some at home, but they were all left by my father."

"It doesn't matter. I just want to collect some antiques for fun." Yang Ming said, taking out ten yuan from his pocket, "Look, I have ten yuan here. I am willing to pay ten yuan for an antique."

Hou Su'e took the money and calculated secretly in her heart. She knew that her father had some good things, and if she sold them all to Yang Ming, it would be a considerable income.

"Brother Yang Ming, what antiques are you interested in?" Hou Su'e asked tentatively.

"Porcelain, especially porcelain bottles and bowls." Yang Ming replied.

Hou Su'e was delighted, because she knew that her father had a few small enameled bowls and an octagonal cup from the Ge kiln, which were priceless treasures.

"Brother Yang Ming, wait a minute, I'll get it for you right away." Hou Su'e said, turning around and running into the inner room.

After a while, Hou Su'e came out holding some porcelain and a small box.

"Brother Yang Ming, what do you think of these?"

Yang Ming took the porcelain and examined it carefully, secretly amazed. These porcelains were indeed exquisite, especially the small enamel bowl, which was priceless.

"Okay, okay, they are all good things." Yang Ming nodded repeatedly, "But, sister Su'e, I have a request."

"What request?" Hou Su'e asked.

"If you can sell all these porcelains to me, I'm willing to pay one hundred yuan for each one." Yang Ming said, taking out another wad of money from his pocket.

When Hou Su'e saw so much money, her eyes widened.

She didn't expect these porcelains to be so valuable. She secretly thought that if she sold all the antiques in her father's hands to Yang Ming, she would become a small wealthy woman.

However, Yang Ming had other plans in mind.

He knew that the true value of these antiques was far greater than the price he offered, but he did not intend to tell Hou Su'e.

He planned that once the transaction was successful, these antiques would become his private property, and he would not let anyone know the true origin of these antiques.

"Sister Su'e, what have you thought about it?" Yang Ming asked.

Hou Su'e hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Okay, I promise you."

Yang Ming was delighted, knowing that he had made a lot of money this time. However, he did not show any joy, but calmly put away the porcelain and money.

"It's settled then. I'll come back to pick up the goods another day." Yang Ming said, and got up and left Hou Su'e's house.

"Han Chunming is such an unlucky guy." Yang Ming sat in the dilapidated courtyard, playing with a piece of jade in his hand, with a determined light in his eyes. "I can't let him get cheated like in the plot again. I want him to become my money-making tool." He talked to himself, his voice full of determination.

At this time, Hou Su'e walked into the yard. She was a greedy woman, and her hatred for the ragtag Hou was like a surging river, endless. Yang Ming saw an opportunity, he walked up to her, smiled and said: "Sister Su'e, I have a job here to make money, do you want to do it?"

Hou Su'e looked at him suspiciously, but when she heard the word "making money", her eyes immediately lit up: "What job? Tell me quickly."

Yang Ming took out fifty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Hou Su'e: "This is the deposit. Please help me find some porcelain. The older the better. After you find it, I will double the money for you."

Hou Su'e took the money and a greedy smile appeared on her face: "Okay, I'll do it right away." She turned and left, but she secretly made up her mind that this time she must be ruthless to Hou Polan.

A few days later, Yang Ming met Han Chunming, who was looking downcast, at the entrance of the alley. He walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Chunming, what's wrong? You look so depressed."

Han Chunming sighed and told Yang Ming everything that had happened.