It’s a Bit Early To Cross

, the fastest update this time travel is a bit early to the latest chapter!

"Clatter!"

"Jingle bells!"

"How could it be, how could it be!"

In the utility room, Yan Muze has gone crazy. He is looking at the bronze wares in the corner one after another, his eyes are rounded, and he is trying his best to find that every fake is bound to have flaws, to prove that he is not a waste...

Unfortunately, things backfired.

Even if he tried his best and exhausted his tricks, he still couldn't find any clues on any of the bronze wares.

Even the patina of patina on it is so **** real!

Old man Yan is autistic!

He was born in a noble family, and grew up among antiques since he was a child. It can be said that he has a family background. In the long years he has experienced, countless people have told him that a fake is a fake, and it will always be fake. Really, no matter how clever the method is, it will still have flaws.

And he himself has always believed in this point.

Therefore, after seeing these flawless fakes, Yan Muze didn't think about how sophisticated the counterfeiter was, but began to doubt himself.

Could it be that my ability is not at home?

"how could it be possible!"

With red eyes, Yan Muze put down a bronze plate full of inscriptions, stood up in a daze, and murmured: "Could it be that there are really flawless fakes in this world?"

Seeing him like this, Chu Heng smiled unkindly, and then stepped forward to look at the bronze wares, and found no problems without any surprise.

"Ingenious workmanship!"

He stood up in amazement, turned his head and smiled and said to the old man who was cautiously accompanying him: "The item is good, I want it, please make a price."

The old man was frightened a long time ago, how dare he ask for his money, he hurriedly said with a smile on his face: "No, no, if you like it, just take it, it's just a bunch of fakes, and it's not worth much , it’s all my apology to you.”

It's not that he doesn't want money, it's that he doesn't dare to ask for it!

The old man was already in the wrong, so how dare he ask for money?

And standing next to him was the **** leader Mazi.

He was afraid that he would take it with his life, but he would spend it if he didn't!

"You don't need to do this, we are not robbers, we can pay as much as we want." Chu Heng looked at the old man helplessly.

"You really don't need it, just take it." The old man shook his head violently, resolutely refusing to accept the money.

"Tsk."

Chu Heng really didn't have the heart to chat with him, so he pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "Forget it, just ten yuan a piece, you can keep the money at ease, and no one will trouble you."

As he said that, he glanced at Mazi, with a sense of warning, and then ordered Wan Xiaotian: "Give the old man one hundred and thirty yuan to move things."

Say it.

Chu Heng walked past them and left the utility room humming, looking in a good mood.

Not long.

Wan Xiaotian also came out with the old man and the others, and told the boys at the door: "Go in, some people, and move out the rags in the southwest corner."

Chu Heng immediately widened his eyes, went up and kicked this guy, and warned: "What kind of mother's rags, they are all treasures, you know? Be careful, I, if you dare to break it, your legs will be cut off!" !"

Wan Xiaotian shrank his neck, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, they are all treasures, be careful!"

"knew!"

"Master Chu, please be well!"

"Take it lightly."

Seeing that the boss attached so much importance to it, all the younger brothers quickly put away their contempt, and lined up one by one into the utility room.

Wan Xiaotian walked up to the bronze tripod that was put outside on the ground with a puzzled expression, knelt down and touched it, feeling a little puzzled, and said, "It's just such a crap, people in the recycling bin don't like it." Accept, why is it a baby?"

"You kid knows what a fart!"

Chu Heng glanced at the guy, then looked at the old man thoughtfully, thought for a while, took out a cigarette and walked up, handed him one, and asked, "Men, I have a question for you."

The old man who was looking at the one hundred and thirty yuan in his hand in a daze took the cigarette quickly, and said flatteringly: "You ask, I will know everything."

"That's it." Chu Heng pointed to the square pot carried out by a younger brother, and asked, "Can you still make it?"

"This..." The old man hesitated for a while, and said truthfully: "It can be done, but it has been too many years, and the hands must be a little raw, so it may not be possible to do this."

Chu Heng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he may not be able to do such a thing, so it is possible?

The smile on his face immediately became sincere, he took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for the old man, and said with a smile: "If you are a beginner, you should practice more. If you can make bronzes of this level someday, I will return them here receive!"

"Really?" The old man became excited immediately, ten yuan a piece, the price is not low, and you don't have to risk being beaten to bluff around, this business is well done!

"Do you think it is necessary for me to lie to you?" Chu Heng looked at him amusedly.

"Okay, okay, then I'll try it when I turn around." The old man was gearing up, ready to do a big job, but when he thought about the cost of making these things, his face darkened again, and he said resentfully: "That... Lord, let’s forget it, I haven’t done this for decades, I don’t know how much material it will take to get back the craftsmanship, and it may not be possible, just the current situation of my family, poor rat You have to wipe your tears when you come in, you really can’t afford to gamble.”

After hearing this, Chu Heng frowned, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "How much do you think it will cost you to make something?"

The old man smiled wryly and said, "That's not certain. If you're lucky, it will cost tens or even hundreds of dollars, but if it's not good... even a thousand or eight hundred dollars may not work."

Chu Heng nodded, and pondered: "Then why don't you just do it for me? If you want something, I'll get it for you. It doesn't cost you a penny. I'll pay you back twenty yuan a month. When you make something, I will give you a salary increase. Specifically, whether it is paid by the piece or dead wages, it depends on the situation at that time, do you think so?"

There is such a good thing?

The old man was ecstatic again, he didn't spend a penny, and he paid back his salary. There is no hesitation in this, and he nodded quickly: "It's a success, it's a success!"

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Seeing that he agreed, Chu Heng showed a smile on his face, and immediately called Wan Xiaotian, explained the matter, and finalized some details, and the group of them left here with a bunch of bronze wares. .

Holding one hundred and thirty yuan~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the old man stood in front of the door and waved his hands vigorously with his father, smiling wrinkledly, and felt that the whole person was full of vitality.

It wasn't until he could no longer see anyone that he pulled off his wet pants and went back into the house humming a little tune.

"Slap!"

Entering the room and turning on the light, the old man glanced at his grandson who was sleeping soundly on the kang, leaned over with his big yellow teeth bared, kissed his red cheek, and said with a smile: "My dear grandson, our family is having a good time !"

The old lady also woke up at this time, sat up and asked him: "Who is that person who came here just now? Has the item been sold?"

"It's sold!" The old man took out the money in his pocket and handed it to his wife, twisted his **** in pain, and said without any shame: "Hey, get up and get me a pair of pants, I just peed in my pants. "

The old lady glanced at his crotch, lowered her head and continued to count the money one by one, and asked with a look of disgust: "What happened to scare you like this?"

After living with the old man for so many years, it is not once or twice that she peed her pants in fear, and she has long been used to it.