Chapter 435: Coming to the Door, Zheng Sanyuan’s Anger

When He Yuzhu returned to the hospital from the courtyard, he was holding a morning newspaper in his hand.

He Yuzhu has developed the habit of reading and reading newspapers since he was in college. This daily morning news is also something He Yuzhu must read.

He called Xie Xuefeng aside, and at the same time, he pointed at a section of the newspaper. Although newspapers of this era were still in black and white, Xie Xuefeng was still stunned when he saw the picture above.

"Zhuzi, this...is also a three-color printed box?"

Looking at the photo in the black and white newspaper, Xie Xuefeng was a little unsure.

In response, He Yuzhu nodded: "Yes, at an auction abroad some time ago, this three-color printed box was sold for a sky-high price of 300,000 yuan. I happened to take a look at it at that time."

After repeated confirmations, Xie Xuefeng also reacted at this time.

No wonder, no wonder that a person like Zheng Sanyuan would make such a mess even at the risk of being poked in the back. Emotions are worth thousands of dollars!

This was 300,000 in the 1950s. In this era when workers generally earn less than 100 yuan, 300,000 yuan is enough for an ordinary worker to go without food or water for more than 300 years!

In the 1980s, households worth ten thousand yuan were quite prosperous, right? This is a full three hundred thousand, and it was still in the 1950s! After learning the true price of this printed box, even Xie Xuefeng felt a little ups and downs at this time.

"Zhuzi, I didn't expect that this... small box could be worth so much. Otherwise, let's donate it."

After suddenly accepting such breaking news, Xie Xuefeng said these words after some thought.

Three hundred thousand is definitely an unimaginable amount of money in this era.

Xie Xuefeng spent his whole life running a pharmacy, and in the end, the wealth he saved was only a few thousand yuan. It would be a lie to say that he was not tempted by such money at all.

But it is precisely because he has seen many ups and downs in his life that Xie Xuefeng was able to make this decision.

Windfall is not necessarily a good thing.

Even if he plays with antiques, it is just a hobby. Looking at these old objects with the history of the country and feeling the weight of history is undoubtedly a spiritual enjoyment for a Chinese.

If you really want to talk about how to make money by relying on him, he is already at his age, and his granddaughter is married to such a good man, so he doesn't have much material desires at all.

After listening to Xie Xuefeng's words, He Yuzhu nodded slightly.

After confirming that the three-color printed box was worth 300,000 yuan, He Yuzhu had the same idea. Handing it over to the state is not a joke. After all, the era is special. If it had been opened after 1978 or 1979, He Yuzhu would not have thought of donating it after picking up such a big leak. After all, who could complain about too much money?

Although it is not a big problem if Xie Xuefeng insists on staying now, in a few years it will definitely be a big trouble, and it is the kind of thing that cannot be hidden. After all, everyone in Zheng Sanyuan's circle must know the news. Even if they don't get it, there's no guarantee that someone will cause trouble behind it.

"Uncle Xie, I think you are right. It would be better to donate this thing. Do you have any connections over there? If not, I can help you contact them."

Seeing this, Xie Xuefeng nodded: "Old man, I have been playing around for a while and know some of the big museums in the city. Don't worry, I will hand this in tomorrow."

After all, Xie Xuefeng also asked He Yuzhu to take good care of Xie Yingqi here, and he would come over to see her tomorrow. He Yuzhu took the initiative to send Xie Xuefeng home. After all, there was something going on during the day, and he was afraid that Zheng Sanyuan would make some small moves.

Fortunately, after sending Xie Xuefeng home, there was nothing unusual around him. However, He Yuzhu did not return to the hospital immediately. Instead, he went there based on the address of Zheng Sanyuan's home mentioned by Xie Xuefeng today.

It was evening.

It was dark, and the street where Zheng Sanyuan lived was obviously in better condition than the one in the No. 95 courtyard. There were a few street lights on the roadside, and the exterior walls of the houses didn't look shabby.

The courtyard of Zheng Sanyuan's family is easy to recognize. After all, their family was a big family before liberation. Now, they also live in a large courtyard. Although the servants and domestic slaves in the past have nominally separated from each other, they still live in the same way as before. layout, living in a courtyard.

When He Yuzhu touched the side wall of Zheng Sanyuan's house, he heard movement in the yard.

"Master, we really didn't do it on purpose!"

"Yes, we know we were wrong, please forgive us."

It was the voices of two young men begging for mercy.

Hearing this familiar voice, He Yuzhu's heart moved.

"Master, Xiaoliu and the others didn't do it on purpose. They are also loyal. After reading the contents in the newspaper, you should stop arguing with them."

There were people advising on the side.

Hearing the content of the conversation inside, He Yuzhu seemed to understand something.

At the same time, in the courtyard, a slightly fat man wearing white silk clothes and glasses was sitting in the center of the courtyard. The chair and the table next to it were all bright and lustrous, and it just looked like The texture is worth a lot of money.

This person is none other than Zheng Sanyuan. Today he saw several young men at home coming back with injured faces. After some questioning, he learned something that made him furious.

Some time ago, because a three-color printed box published in the newspaper sold for a whopping 300,000 yuan abroad, it reminded him of the box he had sold to the old man of the Xie family. It seemed to be exactly the same as this one. However, because he did not check it carefully, So he wasn't sure that the thing was real, so he just mentioned it casually.

As a result, these young guys below heard these words.

When they put it all together, if they could help Master Zheng get this thing back, wouldn't it be a great achievement? Thus, there was the scene of them making private decisions in the morning.

After Zheng Sanyuan learned the news, he was so angry that he almost lost his temper!

The Zheng family is not a famous family. Before liberation, those in the neighborhood were considered to be famous families. As for the antique business, it pays more attention to reputation. If this matter is spread today, they will always The Zheng family's reputation is all in his hands!

"You know nothing! Shut up!"

Seeing that there were people begging for mercy next to the guys he was teaching, Zheng Sanyuan yelled directly.

But at this moment, a figure slowly appeared in the courtyard.

Zheng Sanyuan was the first to see it. When he looked at this unfamiliar face, his expression changed.

"Little comrade, where are you from?"

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...(End of chapter)