"Brother Xiao Wu, what are you looking at me for? There is something on my face. Xu Jingping, please check if there are grains of rice hanging on my face during lunch?"

"No."

"Xiao Kun, please stop pretending to be dumbfounded here. The tea is fragrant. After you finish the wine, go back upstairs. Are these three small enamel bowls at your master's place?"

"I don't know."

After leaving Uncle Guan, Han Chunming kept staring at him.

Of course Yang Yukun knew what Han Chunming meant, and it must be for the three small enamel bowls in his master's hands.

Uncle Guan just said that his master's father snatched those three small enamel bowls.

His master's father passed away, and these three small enamel bowls could only be passed down to his master.

Even a fool can guess obvious things.

But he couldn't tell Han Chunming that these three small enamel bowls were in the hands of his master, because this was his mentor.

"Xiao Kun, do you really not know or are you pretending not to know? You have been studying with your master for so long. Are you sure you have seen these three small enamel bowls?"

"My master has a large collection. He has been walking around the streets for so many years and has collected a lot of old objects. How can I have seen every one of them?"

"Tomorrow I'll put in a bottle of good wine and go visit your master. You go with me."

"No, tomorrow is Monday. I have to go to school. I can't go."

"I'll wait for you to finish school."

"That's no problem."

"Then I'll wait for you in the courtyard tomorrow afternoon."

Han Chunming was very confident that the three small enamel bowls were in the hands of Baoshahou.

He was also convinced that nine out of ten Yang Yukun had actually seen those three small enamel bowls.

Just now his master said that the prince who snatched the three small enamel bowls was named Hou, and he glanced at Yang Yukun specifically.

Judging from Yang Yukun's reaction, this kid obviously knew about this matter.

This kid doesn't want to tell him, but Han Chunming can understand, after all, the broken Hou is his master.

If it were him, he wouldn't say it.

So he plans to go to Yanzhi Alley to visit Poshahou in person tomorrow.

If these three small enamel bowls were really in the hands of Bao Baohou, he would be willing to pay for them, or exchange them for them by barter, fulfilling one of his master's wishes.

Yang Yukun said, "Brother Xiaowu, didn't you say you were moving things? Where to move them?"

"Yes, move the things. After moving the things in a while, my brothers will invite you to eat hotpot mutton on the second floor of the Qianmen cafeteria. Let's go."

"Little Fifth Brother, we are almost leaving the city. Where is the thing you mentioned?"

"Come on, we'll be there in twenty minutes after leaving the city."

"Okay."

Yang Yukun thought Han Chunming said he was moving things in an alley, but he didn't expect it to be in the countryside outside the city. He had been riding a bicycle for almost two hours.

If we delay a little longer when we get there, it will probably be dark when we get back.

"Brother Zhang, I'm here again."

"Brother Han, I've been looking forward to seeing you for a long time. I thought you didn't want the things anymore."

"How can I do that? I pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. I will just move the things away."

"Okay, this bed and wardrobe are yours now. You can do with them as you like. You can chop them up and use them as firewood."

"I just moved. I originally wanted to go to the flea market to buy some furniture, but the furniture at the flea market was too expensive. I couldn't bear to chop it up and burn it as firewood. I took it home and slept by myself."

A group of three people came to a farmyard, and a middle-aged man in his thirties greeted them from the house.

While Han Chunming was being polite to the man, Yang Yukun took a look at the environment of this small farmyard.

Although it is a farmyard in the countryside, it can be seen that the layout of this yard is more sophisticated than ordinary rural yards.

This family must have had status in the village before, at least a landlord, otherwise they would not be able to build such a big house.

Han Chunming called to Yang Yukun, "Xiaokun, don't be stunned, come in and help carry things."

"Brother Wu, it's just this bed and this wardrobe, right?"

"Yes."

"How to pull it back? Dismantle it or just tie it to the tricycle?"

"Let's dismantle the bed. Let's not dismantle the wardrobe. Take the wardrobe out first."

"Okay."

Yang Yukun and Han Chunming first carried the wardrobe to the courtyard, then dismantled the bed and tied it to a human-powered tricycle.

The bed is so big that the human-powered tricycle cannot pull it unless it is dismantled.

Anyway, the structure of this bed is simple, unlike the wardrobe, which is exquisite and complex in structure. You can just pull it back and put it back on.

What’s not simple is the materials used for this bed and wardrobe.

Yang Yukun said softly, "Brother Wu, congratulations, I found two treasures."

"Hey, can you see it?"

"The bed is made of golden nanmu, and the wardrobe is made of rosewood."

If he can't even see this, he has been learning from his master all these years in vain, and that would be a disgrace to his master.

Yang Yukun recognized these two things at the first sight.

The golden nanmu bed and the rosewood wardrobe are folk items from the Qing Dynasty, but they are indeed good.

Especially in that wardrobe, the patterns are exquisitely carved, and it looks like they were made by a master craftsman in the private sector. I don’t know how Han Chunming found these two treasures.

"Xiao Kun, let me tell you, I asked around and found out that someone in this family used to be an official in the court, so I came here. I didn't expect that my buddy actually found something good on Taobao."

"Brother Wu, please wait for me for a moment. I just saw a lot of porcelain in the room. I'll take a look."

"Xiao Kun, don't waste your time. Let me tell you, this place has been turned upside down by my buddies. The things in the room are all fakes. Otherwise, do you think my buddies would leave them to you?"<

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For this family, Han Chunming searched everything inside and outside the house, and he only had to dig three feet into the ground.

The only good things are this golden nanmu bed and this rosewood wardrobe. Everything else is fake and a bunch of rags. Otherwise, would he call Yang Yukun over?

"I'll just take a look, maybe I'll find something good. Don't cry then."

Yang Yukun smiled and returned to the room.

After all, he is also in this business, and he also collects, although most of his collections are modern paintings.

Now that you're here, let's stop by and take a look. It won't take more than a few minutes anyway.

When he was carrying Han Chunming's bed and cabinet just now, he found that there were a lot of ceramics in the room. Maybe there were treasures that Han Chunming hadn't discovered.

Although the chance of this is very small, isn’t it the fun of picking up missing items on Taobao?

"You still don't believe me after I told you. You think I punched my eyes once before and will punch them a second time. Just take your time and watch. I'll wait for you."

Seeing Yang Yukun being so persistent, Han Chunming shook his head and laughed.

The replica bottle from the Republic of China that he bought through eye surgery is still on his bedside. After that experience of eye surgery, how could he fall again in the same way?

If there was such a good treasure, how could he leave it to Yang Yukun?
Chapter completed!