Rebirth of the Flying Era

These three large camphor wood boxes were all filled to the brim!

Du Fei and Chu Cheng also expected beforehand that Mr. Wei would definitely come up with a lot of good things to atone for his crime this time.

However, it was still a bit unexpected to see three big boxes at once.

Du Fei withdrew his gaze, glanced at Third Master Wei with a profound look, and said with a smile: "Third Master, you are really generous this time."

Mr. Wei Sanye smiled bitterly and said: "My family is unfortunate and we are forced by life. We are forced by life~"

Chu Cheng didn't say anything, and went over to look through it.

Du Fei also followed and found that two of the three boxes were little people's books!

This is obviously aimed at Chu Cheng and doing what he wants.

The books in it are half old and new.

Most of the new ones are high-quality comic strips published by the Shanghai Fine Arts Publishing House after the founding of the People's Republic of China. The old ones are of all kinds, including the earliest "Journey to the West" comic book published in the late Qing Dynasty!

This undoubtedly scratched Chu Cheng's itch.

Not to mention that Chu Cheng had no intention of pursuing it in the first place. Even if he had, seeing this, his resentment should be gone.

The contents of the other remaining box were much more mixed. There were not only rare ancient books of various editions, but also several scrolls.

At the top is a set of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen edition of "Ci Hua on the Plum Blossoms in the Jin Ping" which is quite good in quality. When you open it, there are even illustrations inside!

It is not difficult to see what Mr. Wei's intention was in preparing these three boxes.

Those two boxes of little comic books were obviously used to please Chu Cheng. Among them were rare editions from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

Not only is it a good choice, it is also valuable.

The remaining box was a reward for Du Fei.

But these things are not given for free, they must be purchased with money.

What's more, even if Mr. Wei gave it away for free, Du Fei and Chu Cheng wouldn't dare to take it.

As for Mr. Wei, there are both gains and losses.

Mr. Wei was right about one thing.

Brother Wei went in and got shot. As the family was left with an orphan and a widowed mother, it meant they had no source of income.

Although I still have some money on hand at the moment, it will definitely be unsustainable over time.

This time, if you package these things and sell them to Du Fei and Chu Cheng, although you will definitely suffer some losses in terms of price, getting the money back and keeping it in your hands may not be a better choice for the old and the young.

However, after controlling his excitement and flipping through a few villain books, Chu Cheng calmed down, put the books in his hands back into the box, turned to look at Mr. Wei and said, "There are too many books, we're afraid …”

When Mr. Wei heard this, his expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Du Fei.

Du Fei smiled and interrupted Chu Cheng: "Is it expensive? Mr. Wei hasn't said how much it will cost yet?"

Chu Cheng frowned. He had been collecting villain books for so long, so he was considered an expert.

I just flipped through it casually, and I can roughly estimate the value of the two large boxes of little people's books.

At least with his current financial resources, he couldn't afford even a small half of it, let alone all of them.

However, Mr. Wei did not allow him to retreat and said quickly: "You two are kind-hearted, just leave a thousand yuan for these three boxes of things."

Du Fei secretly appreciated Mr. Wei's discretion in doing things, and the price was not much different from what he had expected.

If we go by the real price, these three large boxes of books are worth at least 3,000 yuan, but now Mr. Wei wants 1,000 yuan, which is not too low.

Even if it wasn't Du Fei and Chu Cheng, if someone else came to buy it, knowing the situation of Mr. Wei, they would have to lower the price severely.

Even if the price is less than 1,000 yuan, it will cost more than 200 yuan at most.

What's more, the purpose of inviting Chu Cheng here through Du Fei this time was more to apologize, so it was quite reasonable for Mr. Wei to shout out a thousand yuan.

Du Fei winked at Chu Cheng first, then agreed immediately, put his hand into the pocket of his cotton coat, and took out a thick stack of unity from his pocket.

This money was what he had plundered from Zhang Laocai's safe house last time. They were all old and unserialized bills.

Mr. Wei took the money and was not polite. He counted it in person, and then said with a smile: "Okay, two leaders, let's clear the money and goods. These three boxes of things are now yours."

As he spoke, he fastened all the three wooden boxes, locked them with three locks, handed the key to Du Fei, and asked: "Where do you think I can find someone to send you?"

This time Du Fei did not make the decision rashly, but looked at Chu Cheng.

Chu Cheng thought for a while and said, "Send me to my unit first~Sanliang Station in the north of the city, you should know."

Mr. Wei said he knew and invited the two of them to dinner. After they were declined, he sent them away. He went to find Mr. Ban'er and hurriedly tied up the three boxes and transported them to the grain station.

At this time, Du Fei and Chu Cheng rode bicycles to the grain station in advance to wait.

When there was no one around, Chu Cheng asked with a serious expression: "Old Du, what do you mean today? What does a thousand yuan mean?"

Du Fei leisurely took out a cigarette and handed it to Chu Cheng, lit one himself, and said calmly: "If we brothers don't accept the three boxes today, do you think Old Man Wei can feel at ease? "

Chu Cheng frowned, knowing what Du Fei meant.

Du Fei said: "He doesn't feel at ease anymore. He will definitely have to continue to struggle. Isn't this matter still endless?"

Chu Chengcheng said: "But that money is too much!"

Du Fei calmed down and said, "Those two boxes of little people's books are yours, and the remaining box is mine. The money is 500 for the two of us, how about it?"

Chu Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "What the hell! I haven't paid back the fifty I owed you last time! Now I owe you another five hundred. In two days, I won't be Huang Shiren anymore!"

Du Fei was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was saying jokingly: "You are Yang Bailao, I am Huang Shiren."

"Yes, Yang Bailao, I'm so dumb." Chu Cheng took a puff of cigarette and said, "I wouldn't have thought about this before, but now that I'm getting married to Xiaoli, I can't go behind my back. Use more than a hundred yuan of foreign debt to marry someone into the house!"

"Tch~ Are you showing off that you are going to marry a wife?" Du Fei curled his lips and said, "Old Chu, you also went to high school, gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times, you should know this sentence, right?"

Chu Cheng was stunned and didn't know why Du Fei suddenly brought this up, but he nodded to show that he knew.

Du Fei said: "Now that you know it, you should also understand what the price will be if you spend five hundred yuan to buy these two boxes of novels and keep them for another twenty or thirty years."

Chu Cheng hesitated and said, "These little human books...can they be considered antiques?"

Du Fei said: "Even if it is not considered an antique, it is still a miscellaneous item for collection. If you keep it, you can exchange it for a house or land."

Chu Cheng fell into silence, gritted his teeth after a moment, took out a pile of money from his bag, counted ten coins from it, and handed the rest to Du Fei.

Du Fei took it and put it in his pocket without even looking at it.

Chu Chengdao: "You count~"

Du Fei laughed and scolded: "Go away, you can still trick me? If there are too many or too few, it's because you, Uncle Chu, don't know how to count."