Ten kilograms of rice?
Ten kilograms of rice in exchange for this pocket watch?
Cheng Fangyi's worldview collapsed in an instant.
But on second thought, it makes sense. Now is a special period, and people can't even eat, so why would they care about pocket watches?
"Here are a few more pocket watches, all for you. Look, I even put my photo in this one. As long as you look at the time, you can see me, and then you will feel like you are with me every moment."
Su Qing showed off an enamel pocket watch.
Cheng Fangyi took a glance and saw an enamel pocket watch from 1880.
There's also a Waltham from 1912 and a solid gold Tiffany from the early 20th century...
Cheng Fangyi burst out laughing. "Wife, I didn't believe in the saying that fools have good fortune before, but now I completely believe it."
How lucky do you have to be to be able to find bargains again and again?
"Cheng Fangyi, you called me stupid."
"No, I'm praising your luck. These pocket watches are very commemorative. I've always wanted to collect them but couldn't get them. Now you've collected so many of them at once. I'm really lucky."
Cheng Fangyi carefully placed the pocket watch in a mahogany box and kept the one with Su Qing's photo close to his body.
"Wife, you are so good, I love you so much."
"As long as you like it, I've told Qiangzi to regularly deliver rice, flour, oil, and salt to the old man. The things he brought out were definitely more than just ten kilograms of rice. In the end, I was the one who got the better deal.
Oh, by the way, when the old man heard I was getting married, he gave me a book and told me to make sure my man opened it. I almost forgot about it.
Su Qing took out another very old book from her bag.
The cover had three complicated traditional Chinese characters on it. Su Qing only took a glance at it and put it in the bottom of the box.
Cheng Fangyi casually flipped through a few pages and put it away.
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