Old Man Guan gestured for silence, and the door creaked open. A middle-aged man came out, looked around, and took out the wooden box from his arms. "This is a great heirloom from our ancestors. Take a look."
Old Man Guan took the wooden box, stroked the patterns on it twice, his eyes sore, and opened it. Inside was an emerald green bracelet with beads of the same size, shining brightly in the moonlight. Each one was round and translucent. Even though the third brother and Zhao Xiaochuan knew nothing about it, they could tell at a glance that this was a rare and valuable item.
Old man Guan touched the beads gently, tears welled up in his eyes, and he was speechless. This was his mother's relic. After his mother was buried, he went to look for it, wanting to keep it as a souvenir, but he couldn't find it. He thought it was taken away by his father, so he didn't ask about it. He didn't expect to see it here tomorrow.
The third brother saw that the old man Guan was in a bad mood, so he quickly spoke to attract the middle-aged man's attention. "It's okay, big brother, how much is it?"
The middle-aged man nervously raised two fingers
"Okay, we'll buy it." The third brother felt that he had gotten a great deal and quickly agreed.
The middle-aged man was speechless. Even a fool could see that these beads were much better than the porcelain beads just now. "Brother, 㩙千"
The third brother stumbled.
Zhao Xiaochuan jumped up and yelled, "Why don't you go and grab it?"
The middle-aged man quickly covered Zhao Xiaochuan's mouth and said, "Ancestor, please keep your voice down."
Zhao Xiaochuan pushed the middle-aged man's hand away and said, "You look at us like we've been taken advantage of. You're selling these beads to us for a thousand?" He really thought it was expensive. A thousand yuan, he could make a profit of two thousand by reselling them after buying so much goods. Who would buy this broken thing?
The middle-aged man hesitated, he also thought it was expensive, "about 4,000"
"One thousand. Sell it if you want or not. If you don't want to sell it, forget it." Zhao Xiaochuan was angry. It would be easier for them to rip him off in the future.
"One thousand is definitely not enough, three thousand is the lowest, if you don't want to buy it, forget it."
Zhao Xiaochuan reached out and snatched the box back from Guan Laotou's hand, and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's hand. "You keep it."
Old man Guan stared at the wooden box intently.
The middle-aged man snorted and turned to go into the yard. If you don’t want to buy it, then forget it. One thousand yuan is absolutely impossible.
Zhao Xiaochuan pulled Old Man Guan away, and Old Man Guan left reluctantly. If the Zhao family hadn't taken out this thing and offered it for a thousand yuan, Old Man Guan would not have bargained for it and would have bought it.
The three of them left the village, and Zhao Xiaochuan whispered, "Tomorrow night, he will definitely go out to sell it, let's rob him."
The third brother...robbery? He didn't want to do it just for the sake of stringing beads.
Old Man Guan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this matter. I will take revenge on my own."
"Hey, old man, don't be so depressed. You are able to make so much money now, and you may even have a chance to have a son. You must not commit suicide." The third brother pulled the old man Guan's arm, thinking that he wanted to die together with him.
"Bullshit, you're the one who wants to die, get out of here!" His life is valuable, is that family worthy of him dying with them?
The third brother was relieved, he smiled and pointed at the things in the earthen basket, "Master Guan, do you still want these?"
“No, it’s given to you.”
"Thank you, Your Highness!" The third brother expressed his gratitude.
"Get out! Get out! Get out! You guys go back first, I have something to do." At the city gate, Old Man Guan separated from the two people and left.
Zhao Xiaochuan looked at the third brother and said, "Nothing will happen, right?"
The third brother sighed and said, "Nothing will happen to him, but it's uncertain what will happen to others. We can't do anything about it, so forget it." Deep hatred cannot be resolved by persuasion.
Zhao Xiaochuan also understood that if they said that, it would be a fight to the death that night, and Old Man Guan was already very tolerant.
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