A treasure-appraisal maniac

Chapter 691 Huang Laoxie

Lu Fei forced the tricycle to stop, claiming that he wanted to buy the junk on the tricycle, which made the tricycle driver's nose crooked with anger.

He drives a luxury car and wants to buy my junk. This grandson is either deliberately looking for trouble or is insane.

Lu Fei took out his cigarette, lit it, and said calmly.

"Aren't you selling these things for money?"

"Make a price. If the price is right, I'll take it all." ??

"Get out!"

"Boy, don't look for trouble with me."

"I didn't touch your car. If you want to blackmail me, you can't do it."

"Hurry and wait somewhere cool!" the driver said, rolling his eyes.

Lu Fei took out 20,000 yuan in cash from his bag and put it in his hand, took out 10,000 yuan, shook it and said.

"Sell, unload the things, take the money and leave."

"If you can answer one of my questions, the twenty thousand dollars will be yours."

"Hiss——"

"Boy, are you serious?" the driver asked in surprise.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to sell it?"

"Sell it, why not sell it."

The driver looked surprised, but actually he was already happy.

Good guy!

The auspicious stars are shining brightly today!

When I went out, I met a stupid, crazy person.

He drives luxury cars, buys junk, and spends lavishly.

A truck of rubbish is not even worth a thousand yuan, and this lunatic actually gave it ten thousand yuan. This is simply a boy who is throwing away money, and the God of Wealth has come down to earth!

What's there to hesitate about? If I don't sell it, wouldn't I become a fool?

"well!"

"Brother, you just said you have a question. Ask it quickly. I've made 20,000 yuan." The driver said excitedly.

Lu Fei took a puff of cigarette and asked casually.

"Did you collect these things from the same house?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Tell me where you collected it, and make it clear that these ten thousand are yours too." Lu Fei said.

The driver scratched his head and asked in disbelief.

"That's it

A question? "

"Yes, let's be clear, this ten thousand yuan belongs to you."

"That's no problem. These things were collected from the Huang family in Donghu Village."

"Specific house number?" Lu Fei asked.

"Where did you get the house number in this small village?"

"I'm telling you, when you enter the village and keep walking, whichever house on the left side of the road is the most dilapidated is the one."

"Oh, by the way, there is a Lifang store next to Huang's house. You will find it when you see it."

"If that doesn't work, just ask Huang Laoxie. Everyone, old and young, knows about it," the driver said.

"Huang Laoxie?"

"Is this a nickname?"

"Are you familiar with this Huang Laoxie?"

Lu Fei asked as he handed the driver a cigarette.

Smoking and drinking do not separate the family. Men are doing things outside. Sometimes a cigarette can shorten the distance between them.

When the driver received Lu Fei's cigarette, he immediately felt more favorable to Lu Fei and started chatting with Lu Fei.

Huang Laoxie is indeed a nickname.

This man's real name is Huang Jianyuan. The reason why he has the nickname Huang Laoxie is because this man has a very evil temper.

It is said that Huang Laoxie is from Shandong. He fled a few years ago and settled in Donghu Village alone.

Huang Laoxie has never been married and has no children. He has enough food for himself and the whole family is not hungry.

He usually leaves early and comes home late, communicating with no one. No one in the village knows what he does for a living.

But this old man is very warm-hearted.

If there is a wedding or wedding for any family in the village, Huang Laoxie will treat them with courtesy, but he will not eat a bite of the food from any family.

Not only that, this man also has good handwriting.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, the Spring Festival couplets written by Huang Laoxie are a hot commodity.

Often, as soon as it is posted, it is secretly taken away by others.

Huang Laoxie

Don't be angry or annoyed, just go back and continue writing, and then it is stolen.

In the following years, every New Year's Eve, Huang Laoxie would write dozens of Spring Festival couplets and throw them outside the door for everyone to take.

After making sure no one had stolen it, he put up his Spring Festival couplets.

Not to mention this, there are even more evil things.

Huang Laoxie opened more than 70% of the vegetable field beside the village river. He carefully tended all kinds of vegetables, but he never harvested them, which only made the villagers easier.

There are countless evil things like this, so the villagers gave him such a nickname.

Not counting these, there is another most evil thing.

This spring, Huang Laoxie, who is over seventy years old, went out for more than a month.

When he came back, he brought back a little girl in her early thirties, which surprised the whole village.

The villagers asked curiously, and Huang Laoxie told everyone that this was his little wife.

That little bitch is not a good thing.

After arriving in Donghu Village, I often went out in the evening and came back early the next morning.

Later, young people in the village said that they saw the girl with other men more than once.

Someone mentioned something about Huang Laoxie, but the old man smiled and didn't care, and then everyone didn't bother to care.

A week ago, an ambulance suddenly came to the village in the middle of the night and took Huang Laoxie away.

The next day, the young daughter-in-law returned to the village and announced that Huang Laoxie had died of a heart attack.

Although Huang Laoxie is over seventy years old, he is in good health.

Everyone felt a little strange about Huang Laoxie's sudden death.

Thinking that the village was about to be demolished, people speculated whether it was the woman who was greedy for Huang Laoxie's real estate and committed suicide.

With this speculation, rumors immediately spread.

I didn't know that the man was rude, so he quietly called the police.

The police intervened in the investigation and determined that Huang Laoxie died of a sudden myocardial infarction and had nothing to do with that bitch.

Now the villagers were relieved, but the girl refused to do it.

I went back to the village, got a loudspeaker, and went from alley to alley, cursing in the street, and the scolding was unpleasant.

The three-wheel driver is from the neighboring village and knows a lot about these things.

This morning, the driver passed by Donghu Village and happened to meet that girl.

The woman said she was ready to move, so she handed him the rags.

After the driver finished speaking, Lu Fei asked next.

"Do they have anything else at home?"

"Yes, there are so many rags, I guess two more cars wouldn't be able to pull them all!"

Lu Fei nodded and said.

"Okay, I get it."

"In this case, I'll give you twenty thousand yuan."

"Can I get these goods and your tricycle?"