Chapter 236: House as collateral for debt?
Several people entered the house.
The courtyard houses in Kyoto mostly use earthen beds and stoves for heating.
After all, there is no centralized heating in this area, because centralized heating is mostly concentrated in some tube-shaped buildings.
Laying heating pipes in a place like this is very difficult.
Some families installed heating and then burned small boilers, but Ye Huai's family did not.
The room was cold and deserted, and the temperature was much lower.
Ye Huai quickly poked open the stove that was pressing down on the coal, and then poured hot tea for the few people.
The old steward didn't want to delay either. He was looking at Shen Qianfei. Because the Third Master was here, he didn't dare to exaggerate and just told her everything as it happened.
It was indeed Ye Huai who broke this antique.
What happened was that three days ago, Ye Huai, who had been working as a part-time worker in an antique shop during the holiday, was about to go back to school.
Naturally, the manager had to settle his salary because he was leaving the antique shop that day.
Then the old steward asked him to wipe all the antiques before leaving.
Ye Huai had no doubts and agreed readily.
There was originally a ladder on a metal frame that could be used to take down the antiques on the top layer, but the ladder had been borrowed. Ye Huai said he wanted to wait a while, and the man surnamed Guan brought him a chair and asked him to stand on the chair to take down the antiques on the top layer and wipe off the dust.
Unexpectedly, one of the legs of the chair suddenly broke, and Ye Huai, who was holding the tri-color lotus treasure plate in his hand, fell to the ground, and naturally, the plate in his hand broke into pieces.
This is what happened. Lao Guan was planning to let him use the house to pay off his debts.
But in Shen Qianfei's opinion, the responsibility does not all lie with Ye Huai.
At this time, Shen Qianfei's smile disappeared. She looked at Ye Huai with concern and asked, "When you fell, were you injured anywhere? Did you go to the hospital?"
Since the accident, this was the first time Ye Huai heard someone ask him how he was doing.
Because ever since he broke the plate, everyone was concerned about the broken plate. No one asked him how badly he broke it, and no one told him to go to the hospital.
Ye Huai couldn't control himself, his nose started to feel sore again. He quickly took a deep breath and said to Shen Qianfei with a forced smile, "Sister Feifei, I'm fine."
Shen Qianfei said seriously, "You can't just think you're fine. I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup later."
Then she didn't give Ye Huai a chance to speak. She looked at Lao Guan who was sitting opposite her and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Guan, what you just said is what happened, right?"
Lao Guan's eyes flashed and he glanced at the Third Master who was sitting there drinking tea. Somehow, several issues that he had ignored suddenly surfaced.
For a moment, he actually felt that Shen Qianfei in front of him was a little scary.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in his heart, and said confidently, "With the Third Master here, how dare I tell a lie? Besides, there is Ye Huai..." He looked at Ye Huai and asked, "Am I right?"
Ye Huai nodded, his voice was very dull, "That's right."
Hearing Ye Huai's answer, Lao Guan looked a little proud and said to Shen Qianfei, "Do you believe it this time?"
Shen Qianfei nodded, but the gentle expression she had just now had long since disappeared. Her eyes were not sharp, but were exceptionally deep. She stared at Old Guan who was sitting there and asked, "Mr. Guan, how are you going to ask Ye Huai to compensate you?"
The old butler opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Shen Qianfei continued, "Let's not beat around the bush and don't ask for an exorbitant price. We don't want to waste our time. Just tell me how much you want Ye Huai to pay you."
The old steward's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but glance at the Third Master who was sitting there, squinting his eyes and drinking tea slowly.
The Third Master is someone who likes to meddle in other people's business and watch the fun.
In this area, there is nothing he doesn't know about and he can't help being involved in the fun, and everyone is particularly willing to ask him to help them with justice.
He is naturally very popular and no one dares to mess with him.
Ye Huai is just an orphan. All his relatives are either gone or have gone abroad. He is alone. I heard that his mother owed a large foreign debt due to illness before she died, and it is not known whether she has not paid it off yet.
His father died a few years ago while saving people.
So he is a real orphan now.
So how much is appropriate?
He is not doing charity. Killing someone means paying with one's life, and debts must be repaid. These are things of course, and he can't say no to this no matter who it happens to.
His eyes turned back and forth, and the old steward said, "At least 180,000."
Entering the 1990s, the lives of Chinese people have undergone more tangible changes than in the 1980s. Wages are gradually increasing, but prices are still high.
There is not much moisture.
One hundred and eighty thousand is no less than an astronomical figure for Ye Huai.
Shen Qianfei looked at the house calmly. He must be trying to use the house to pay off his debts, otherwise why would he say such a number? Is this antique worth it?
Shen Qianfei really knew that this was the price on the market now.
Since she was a member of the cultural relics restoration team, she naturally had to understand these things. She took time to make up for a lot of knowledge in this area. The information of national treasures, big and small, was basically stored in Shen Qianfei's mind.
If this kind of plate is from the Tang Dynasty, it would naturally be very expensive.
But the lotus pattern is not the Baoxiang flower.
But this is from the Song Dynasty.
Famous for its bright colors.
In just two years, the domestic antique market has begun to hype up. It can be said that the price changes every day. Even if it was four digits a month ago, it may become five digits a month later. The growth is outrageous.
However, there are many people who want to collect antiques, and those who want to speculate in antiques naturally take the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.
This kind of plate is more valuable than those from the Qing Dynasty, but it is still far less than the current price of over 100,000 yuan.
But Shen Qianfei couldn't tell them that, 10 years later, the price of this plate would still be the same, right? You know, the salary would have increased several times in 10 years.
Prices are also not the same.
But this is a different time and we cannot say that.
Shen Qianfei sat there steadily, and somehow, Ye Huai, who was standing next to her, suddenly calmed down.
This is not a matter of heaven and earth falling, but compensation will have to be paid eventually.
He also knew that Uncle Guan had taken a fancy to his house, but he didn't want to sell it. It was the only memory his parents left him. A painting, a chair, or even a small ornament in the house were full of memories. If he couldn't even keep a house, he would be too incompetent.
(End of this chapter)
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