Yuan Tingchuan sat in the living room of No. 22 Wutong Road with a sour face, while Li Anze was introducing the furnishings in the house to Du Ruo.
This garden house has the style of an old-fashioned house. It is very elegant and the details are well-handled. The carvings on the stair railings and the engravings on the marble steps are all eye-catching. However, no matter how you look at it, this house does not look like it has been uninhabited for several years.
Yuan Tingchuan looked around with disdain. Du Ruo turned around and glared at An Ze when he wasn't paying attention.
After Du Ruo made the decision, An Ze went out to call the landlord. Du Ruo dipped her slender white fingers in tea and casually drew two strokes on the table. Yuan Tingchuan raised his eyebrows.
"The feng shui of this house is really good."
Seeing that he understood what he meant, Du Ruo didn't say much. After a moment, An Ze walked in.
"My friend is also in a hurry to sell his house. His trip is already set, but the property hasn't been properly settled yet. He's a bit anxious. If he can pay in full, he's willing to lower the price a bit."
"No problem, we can complete the handover procedures today."
An Ze glanced at the small garden outside the window, pointed across and said, "That's Uncle Chen's house. The layout of your garden is similar to his, so you can refer to his home layout."
An Ze picked up the teapot on the coffee table, refilled half a cup for Du Ruo and Yuan Tingchuan, poured himself a cup of tea, and sat down to rest.
The homeowner arrived quickly and spoke directly and concisely: "Since you're An Ze's friend, you're my friend. I'm willing to lower the price by 20%, and we can complete the transaction today."
Du Ruo and Yuan Tingchuan looked at each other. They were really anxious, but they didn't know who was the anxious one.
An Ze has to rush back to the county today. An investigation team will be coming in the next two days, and he is very busy. If the person who bought the house was not Du Ruo, he would never have come along.
Du Ruo watched An Ze's car drive away, and went to the Housing Management Office with the landlord to handle the formalities. It was almost noon when they came out.
Yuan Tingchuan had his fingers on the steering wheel and his other elbow casually resting on the car window. Du Ruo was wiping his fingers with a handkerchief.
"They're willing to give you the house at such a low price because they want you to live closer and mend their relationship. What do you think?"
"What does it matter? I don't know anything." Du Ruo lowered her eyes. What the Chen family wanted to do had nothing to do with her. She just knew that anyone who didn't take advantage of the opportunity was a bastard.
Yuan Tingchuan found a restaurant that looked pretty good and parked the car. The two of them went upstairs and asked for a private room.
"When are we moving?"
"What do you mean? Mr. Yuan, you should ask when I will move?"
"Let's move over there."
Du Ruo was speechless for a while, then said, "My temple is small, I'm afraid it can't accommodate a big Buddha like you."
"I can make do with it, so I won't argue with you."
Du Ruo...
"But, we can't do that in the next two days. We have to clean up the house. If we don't, the house will be uninhabitable. I'll ask them to hurry up."
"Does it look okay to me?"
"Don't worry about it, we'll just go there when the time comes."
Yuan Tingchuan looked out the window and thought of something.
"I've had someone contact Sato for you. He's very interested. We'll wait for him at Yiyuan tomorrow morning. He'll be here on time."
"Sato and I don't get along. Did he agree so readily?"
"Business is business. Do you think everyone has the same childish temper as you? Businessmen value profit. As long as there is enough profit, even if it is the murderer of your father, we can cooperate temporarily."
Du Ruo...
Du Ruo remained noncommittal about this, as she herself probably couldn't do it.
"Are you sure Sato can switch with me?"
"He will definitely exchange with you. He didn't agree before because he had concerns. What you want is too special. It is a one-of-a-kind item in another country. If he exchanges the Yohen Tenmoku lamp with us, it will not be a matter for his family alone. Even if he covets the Thunder God Katana in your hand, he would not dare to go against the world.
But with the Tongshan Tongbao, things are different. The museum still has the Yaobian Tianmoku Zhan, but we only have one Tongshan Tongbao. Of course they want to exchange it back, and it will be easier for Sato to explain it."
Du Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, then heard Yuan Tingchuan say, "You can think about it again and increase the stakes appropriately. This opportunity is rare, and that old man Sato really has some good stuff. If your request is not too excessive, he should still be willing to exchange with you."
Is it possible to increase the price at the last minute? Is there such a good thing? She needs to think about it carefully.
Early the next morning, Sato appeared in Yiyuan with his bodyguards.
The old man's face was smiling like a chrysanthemum, which was rare. He also bowed to Du Ruo with a rare smile. This was really rare.
This old guy has always disliked her and never observes any basic etiquette. It turns out that meat and bones are useful.
In order to express his sincerity, Sato directly took out a brocade box, and the Yohen Tenmoku lamp revealed its peerless appearance. Du Ruo couldn't restrain his gaze and looked at it in admiration.
As the saying goes, "one bowl is fired, ten thousand bowls are left incomplete", the Yaobian Tianmu tea cup is known as the best tea utensil in the Song Dynasty.
It is simply dazzling and exudes a precious aura. It is said that the large and small spots formed by high temperature in the bowl will emit colorful rays of light under the sun or at a certain temperature. It was hailed as a national treasure in the Song Dynasty. Unfortunately, the three tea cups that are now in existence are all in the R Country Museum.
"This is a precious heirloom from my family. Unless the circumstances are special, I would never offer it for exchange. Ms. Du, please show your sincerity as well."
"Of course." Du Ruo pushed the two brocade boxes, one large and one small, to Sato.
Sato did not open the knife box containing the Thunder God first, but solemnly took the small brocade box in his hand, took out the Tongshan Tongbao, observed it carefully with a magnifying glass, and took out a pattern from his pocket, compared it carefully, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after a long time.
He solemnly put the Tongshan Tongbao back into the box, took a deep breath, and then opened the box of the Thor's Samurai Sword with trembling hands. He stroked the blade inch by inch, and suddenly tears fell like rain. He cried and couldn't speak, and kept muttering to himself.
It was really hard for Du Ruo to empathize with this old guy. She looked at Yuan Tingchuan and asked, why does Sato act like his father has died?
Yuan Tingchuan hooked his finger on her palm, indicating that he would tell her later.
Du Ruo looked at Sato, his emotions were still difficult to control, and he was crying.
Well, no wonder Sato always looked at her and Ling Yun as if they were mortal enemies in her past life. This thing seems to be really important to her. Look how excited she is. Is she about to faint?
Facts proved that Sato was still very strong. He took out a handkerchief to wipe away his tears, closed the brocade box solemnly with both hands, stood up and saluted Du Ruo respectfully, which was really very solemn.
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