The eyes are the window of the soul. People with bad minds always habitually dare not look at others with a straight look, but carefully glance at others frivolously, and their actions are naturally full of sneaky meaning.

The young man is like this now, he looks like Zhou Zheng, and he is similar to Liu Zhicheng, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. However, Liu Zhicheng has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he gives people the impression of being heroic and loyal and upright. However, this young man has big eyes and is a kind of cunning look in the flow of air.

When Wang Guan saw it, his impression would naturally not be very good. It is definitely wrong to judge people by their appearance, but they do not look at the form, but rather at the "spirit". There should be no mistakes.

Of course, no matter how bad the impression is, Wang Guan would not reveal it. He just nodded quietly, saying hello. Then he continued to drink tea and ignored the young man.

However, Wang Guan ignored the young man, and the young man was curious and continued to inquire: "Uncle, where did the guests come from? Your guests are or Brother Cheng's guests?"

"Whose guest is not a guest?" Mr. Liu smiled and said, "This is a fellow villager from Wuning, come here to sit."

When Wang Guan heard this, he was a little surprised. He heard Liu Zhicheng's words that Mr. Liu should have loved this young man very much, but it doesn't seem that way now. At least Mr. Liu concealed the matter of casting bells, and did not talk about the huge sum of money.

Sure enough, if you are not your own child, you will have a degree of love when you pamper. Wang Guan muttered in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and nodded gently to express his agreement.

"oh."

The young man immediately didn't have any interest in asking more questions, and then chatted with Mr. Liu and rolled his eyes while rolling his eyes, not knowing what idea he was going to make.

Two minutes later, the young man could no longer hold back. Tu Qiongbi said, "Uncle, are there any old items in the house? They are the same thing as the box last time..."

"Why are you asking this?" Mr. Liu said in surprise: "Didn't you tell you that it's an urn. You really sold it, but people didn't scold you?"

"Uncle, you don't know that the people over us like old objects, no matter whether they are urns or not, as long as they are old objects. They are willing to spend money to buy them."

As he spoke, the young man's eyes turned again: "By the way, I bought a thousand that box. According to the rules of the industry, I will get five hundred. Now I'm giving you five hundred."

At the right time, the young man quickly took out five red tickets and made a gesture to give them to Mr. Liu. However, this action was a bit slow, which just left enough time for Mr. Liu to refuse.

"No need, just a broken box. It is your ability to sell it. If you don't have money, don't mention it." Mr. Liu shook his head and said, "But you have to be careful. If someone knows that you are selling urns, you will probably cause trouble for you."

"Uncle, don't be afraid. The rules in the industry are cleared. The money and goods are really old items. He has no reason to cause trouble for me." The young man took the money away and said proudly: "If it doesn't happen, it will be him who is embarrassed if this matter is spread."

"Is that right?" Mr. Liu nodded: "It's good that you know it. However, it's not a long-term solution to always do these evil ways. You are not young anymore, so you should be willing to take your temper..."

"Uncle, this is not a wrong way, it is a collection, and it is a collection for the whole people." The young man shouted: "This is a great and rich thing. As long as I pick it up once, I will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life."

"Choose a leak? I guess the chance that you will be killed by a stone falling from the sky when you go out is the probability that you will be picked and missed."

At this moment, Liu Zhicheng came back, carrying seven or eight bags in his hand, and looked at the young man with a expressionless face, as if he wished that the stone would fall from the sky and smash him to death.

"Brother Cheng!" The young man quickly stood up, looking a little restrained and uneasy.

"Hmph." Liu Zhicheng ignored it, and no one could see that he did not welcome the arrival of the young man. If Mr. Liu hadn't been at home, he might have knocked the young man out.

The young man knew this well, so he kept looking at Mr. Liu and asking for help from him. Mr. Liu also understood and said with the flow: "Acheng, go cook first, don't let the guests wait in a hurry."

Under the instructions of Mr. Liu, Liu Zhicheng reluctantly went to the kitchen.

The young man also knew to seize the time and asked quickly: "Uncle, are there any other old items in the house? If there are antiques from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, then our family will send them."

"Liu Liang, don't dream in the daytime." Before Liu Zhicheng could walk away, he turned around and laughed at the sound: "You have been searched several times. Don't you know what the situation is at home?"

Most people feel a little ashamed and blush when they hear this. However, what surprised Wang Guan was that the young man named Liu Liang was unmoved and still looked at Mr. Liu with a smile on his face, as if he had not heard Liu Zhicheng's words at all.

Liu Zhicheng was even more dissatisfied with this kind of face that was thicker than the city wall. However, sarcasm and cursing were useless, so he almost beat him up. However, with Mr. Liu protecting him, Liu Zhicheng had no choice but to rush into the kitchen in anger. After a moment, he heard the sound of sharpening his knife and shoving.

It's true that when he heard this movement, Liu Liang's smile froze, and his eyes were spinning around again, and he was somewhat anxious. Even if he was protected by Mr. Liu, he was not afraid of ten thousand, but he was afraid of something. It really made Liu Zhicheng angry. He slashed him with a kitchen knife, and he would definitely be either dead or disabled.

Thinking of this, Liu Liang was a little restless and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and tell me if there are any old items? If there is one, just leave it to me to contact the buyer, and you will definitely make a big profit."

"Old objects? There are really."

Mr. Liu thought about it carefully, and suddenly pointed to the courtyard and said, "Did you see the tree outside? It was there before the construction of this house. It is probably older than me. It should be considered an old object."

"Uncle, stop kidding." Liu Liang was happy at first, and then his face collapsed.

"No kidding."

Mr. Liu shook his head and said, "Our Liu family is not a wealthy family. According to your grandmother, his ancestors only produced a few poor scholars. They were all taught by the school. After that, when they arrived at your great grandfather, they even encountered the Anti-Japanese War. They were recruited as soldiers to be reborn, and then they never came back once they went..."

"By the way, great grandpa."

At the right time, Liu Liang's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Grandpa seems to be a **. When his ashes were sent back, he didn't get any reward? Without gold nuggets, at least there would be a medal."

"Uncle, the medal is also very valuable. For example, the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal is worth at least five million, five million." Liu Liang's expression was very excited, as if he had seen five million wave to him.

"You are talking about the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal worn by Chairman Jiang."

At this time, Wang Guan kindly reminded: "This kind of medal is the highest honor of **. Only by making great achievements can one be qualified to receive such medals. Of course, over the years, there have been many people who have won such medals, but only those worth five million are probably the ones that Mr. Jiang obtained. However, it is said that Mr. Jiang's medal has been buried with him, and all the products appearing on the market are fakes."

“Huh?”

Liu Liang was a little surprised: "You know so well, are you an expert?"

"That's right."

Wang Guan smiled, a little vague.

"oh?"

When he met his colleagues, Liu Liang's first reaction was not to be happy, but to be alert: "Who did you take out the house?"

"I said that this is a fellow villager who comes here to visit." Mr. Liu waved his hand and said, "If you want to find any old items, go to the warehouse to search. Anyway, the miscellaneous items in the house are piled up there. If there is, there is, if there is no, there is nothing."

"Okay, then I'll go and have a look."

Liu Liang was waiting for this sentence. He didn't care about Wang Guan for a moment and immediately ran to the warehouse to search.

Seeing this, Mr. Liu shook his head gently and said embarrassedly: "Young man, I'll make you laugh."

"It's okay, it's understandable..." Wang Guan naturally wouldn't mind. The rice raises a hundred people. China's population base is too large, so all kinds of weird things will inevitably be born, so all kinds of strange things will happen. He is no longer surprised.

Mr. Liu sighed slightly, then changed the topic and said, "How is Ling Xi doing recently?"

"Very good. With Lu*** taking care of him, his spirit is much better than before." Wang Guan smiled, this is also a fact.

"This is very good. At such an old age, there is nothing else that cannot be seen." Mr. Liu said sincerely: "I have advised him to return to Beijing, but it's not too late now..."

Wang Guan naturally agreed. During the chat, Liu Chengzhi also prepared lunch and invited the two to have dinner.

After looking around, Liu Chengzhi frowned and said, "Is that guy gone?"

"In the warehouse, go and call him."

Mr. Liu signaled, and saw that Liu Zhicheng was still moving, so he simply went there. However, before he could walk to the warehouse, an angry cry came from outside: "Liu Liang, get out of here."

"What's going on?" Wang Guan was stunned, unable to figure out the situation.

"Oops!"

At the same time, Liu Liang ran out in a panic and said in a terror: "Uncle, is there any place to hide? Hurry up and hide me, and then go out and send the man away..."

"What to hide?"

Liu Zhicheng seemed to understand what was going on, and immediately glared and said, "You guy, it's not enough to cause trouble in your own family, and you've been implicated here. Get out of here immediately. It's your own business to kill and cut. Don't involve us."

Liu Liang directly left Liu Zhicheng and pulled the corner of Mr. Liu's clothes and begged, "Master, they are really good at killing people. You can't stand by death and refuse to save them."

"What the hell is going on?" Mr. Liu frowned and said, "Why do people outside cause trouble for you?"

"They are my rivals in the business world. I am jealous and I am better than them, so I feel unhappy and cause trouble for me." Liu Liang explained, but his eyes were circling around, and he knew that he had not told the truth at a glance.

This kind of lie is probably only a three-year-old child. Anyway, Wang Guan and others definitely don't believe it...
Chapter completed!