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"Mr. Song." Seeing Song Fengchen put down the letter, the person who came was Qu Zhongjun, who did not lie, and pushed out a ten-centimeter-square wooden box. When the wooden box was opened, a row of three shiny large yellow croakers caught the eye. It is clearly visible that there is a number written on one of them, S-7988; fineness, 990.0; weight, 10.007, in two or three lines.

"These are deposits. As long as Mr. Song can solve my family's affairs, I will report again."

Qu Zhongjun's handwriting is not unreasonable.

The large yellow croakers in this wooden box are obviously a product of the Republic of China period, and the number should not be less than nine.At that time, the weights and measures used the old system, one catty was equal to 16 taels, and one tael was equal to 31.25 grams.

In [-], due to inflation and economic recession in European and American countries, the price of gold market hit a historic low.In recent years, although the market has picked up, it is only [-] US dollars per gram.

In this way, one large yellow croaker is about 312 grams, which is equivalent to a little over [-] yuan, and nine large yellow croakers is [-] yuan.

According to what Qu Zhongjun said, there will be retribution afterwards.You must know that according to the customary rules on the road, after the event is completed, the final payment is generally more than twice the deposit.

Song Fengchen couldn't help being a little curious, what happened to force Qu Zhongjun to pay such a high price to invite him.

"It's not urgent." Song Fengchen picked up the tea bowl, grabbed the lid with his right hand, gently scraped the water surface a few times, and then took a sip of tea: "Before that, let me know what happened to your house! "

Hearing what Song Fengchen said, Qu Zhongjun knew that the matter was half done.

He took a breather and said, "Some time ago, my dog ​​was killed by someone. It was a pet my mother had kept for more than ten years. It is usually so precious that we won't be allowed to touch it."

"It's conceivable how much its death hit my mother. My mother quarreled with the driver on the spot. Unexpectedly, the driver had a heart attack and drank some wine. He was also short of breath and couldn't catch his breath. When I came up, I passed out on the spot. It happened that it was raining heavily that day, and the road was flooded, and the car turned off when driving past, and the person was cold before being sent to the hospital."

"It stands to reason that although my family is at fault for this matter, the responsibility is not great. The driver's family is quite reasonable. My family compensated his family 300 yuan, and this matter is considered to be exposed."

"It never occurred to me that when his family was burying him, because the cemetery they chose was a bit remote, they happened to bump into two wild boars on the road and went out to look for food. Half of the dozen or so people in his family died on the spot...that is, From now on, my family is not peaceful."

"In the middle of the night, I always hear the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves. At dawn, my mother's name will appear on the outer wall of my house, followed by the four blood characters of 'return my life'. These are nothing, NO .13 That night, my neighbor suddenly came into my room with a kitchen knife. If my mother hadn’t just gotten up to go to the toilet and bumped into her, I might have died long ago.”

"My neighbor had no vengeance with me, and there was no need to hurt me. After we knocked him out, he woke up the next morning with no memory of what happened that night. So, I guess he was given by a ghost. Fascinated... just because of this, all the people around my house moved out."

"We have no choice. We have tried many witch masters back and forth, but it was useless. Later, my father asked me to go to Changning Temple to find Taoist Xuan Chengzi. The Taoist said that you live in the capital, and he traveled thousands of miles. It's troublesome to rush here. So, let me find you."

After talking so much in one go, Qu Zhongjun's mouth was dry, and he picked up the tea bowl and took two sips of tea.

It didn't sound like a big deal, Song Fengchen raised his head to look at Qu Zhongjun, the sky was full, his eyes were clear, and his ears were higher than his eyebrows, it was a sign of honesty and longevity.

Looking at it this way, Song Fengchen believed half of what he said.

As for why Qu Zhongjun was willing to pay such a high price, Song Fengchen didn't mind blaming it on his deep pockets.

After all, Xuan Chengzi wrote in the letter that at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the Qu family was one of the most wealthy businessmen in the area, and they were also the most devout pilgrims of Changning Temple.When Chang Ningguan wanted to re-establish the statue of Lao Tzu enshrined in the Tai Chi Hall, the main hall, the Qu family took the lead in donating 880 eight taels of gold, which can be said to be rich and generous.

That's why, when Qu Zhongjun came to him, Xuan Chengzi wrote him this letter without saying a word, asking him to come to Song Fengchen.

Now that Xuan Chengzi has said so, Song Fengchen absolutely has no reason to refuse. After all, he is now the young master of Changning Temple, and the right should be based on the 880 eight taels of gold and this box of large yellow croakers.

It just so happened that with this money and the ability to bring back a few carts of red sandalwood from the timber factory, the furniture at the mansion was finally settled.

why not!

Song Fengchen thought vulgarly, and said, "That's fine, I'll just go with Mr. Qu."

"Thank you Mr. Song, thank you Mr. Song!" Qu Zhongjun smiled happily, thinking to himself that he had finally completed the task assigned by his mother.

The Qu family lives near the Tongzhou Water Transport Wharf, and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal is just a few tens of meters away.

The fortune of the Qu family has always been very good. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, his family was a wealthy businessman with a lot of money. Later, when the Great Patriotic War broke out, the Qu family was ruined.In addition, the nemesis in the market voted for RB people and became lackeys.Qu Zhongjun's father, also known as Qu Xiaoxiang, was forced to leave the capital with his family because he was worried about the other party's revenge.

Just when the Qu family got used to living a hard life, the Great Patriotic War was won.Due to the defeat of the Qu family, during the liquidation, Qu Xiaoxiang was positioned as a poor and lower-middle peasant, and because he was literate, he became a communal accountant, and had just stepped down from the position of director of the water transport terminal the year before last.

When it came to Qu Zhongjun, he just became the director of the stopwatch factory last year, and his life was also good.

Qu Zhongjun directly brought Song Fengchen to a small bungalow. Song Fengchen looked up at the sky above the bungalow.

Song Fengchen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the moment he lifted his foot and stepped into the threshold, a faint ghostly aura came over his face.

His eyes fell on a room on the left side of the small bungalow, where the ghostly aura almost became real.

At this moment, Qu Xiaoxiang came out to greet him, and said excitedly: "This is Mr. Song, I will trouble you with my family's affairs!"

"En." Song Fengchen responded, his eyes swept over Qu Xiaoxiang's body, this man lived in a ghostly atmosphere, but his whole body was clean and unseemly.

Taking advantage of Qu Xiaoxiang's effort to greet Song Fengchen, Qu Zhongjun said: "Dad, I'm going to see Mom."

Qu Xiaoxiang's expression changed, he looked haggard, he waved his hand: "Go."

When Qu Xiaoxiang was entertaining Song Fengchen for tea, Qu Zhongjun suddenly yelled in the room: "Mom, why, how did you become like this?"

Song Fengchen stopped drinking tea.

"Mr. Song," Qu Xiaoxiang was also anxious, and asked repeatedly: "Look at my family's affairs..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qu Zhongjun opened the door and came out, with a look of surprise on his face: "Mr. Song, my mother invites you to come in and talk."

Song Fengchen glanced at Qu Xiaoxiang who didn't know why, put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up and said, "Okay."

Sitting in the room was an old lady who was very thin all over her body, with frizzy hair and rough wrinkles like tree bark on her face. She didn't look like a person in her 60s at all.

When Qu Zhongjun helped to close the door, she suddenly opened her cloudy eyes, raised her finger and pointed to the bench opposite the table: "Sit."

Song Fengchen glanced at her, calmed down, and sat down.

Reaching out to open the five wooden boxes on the table, the old woman said, "It wasn't because of my careful calculation that I lured the fellow Taoist to come here. I really had a reason for it."

"This is the final payment," she gasped, "I just want to ask fellow Taoist for your help."