Xiao Yitu's words aroused Li Bowen's interest, and he immediately thought of Little Pink Butterfly.
Xiao Pinkie’s current name should be Bai Xinsheng. She was in her 20s when she was first liberated, and now she is only a little over 30. It is a good age for a woman, but I don’t know if it is the same as in the drama. They look the same, but looking at Xiao Yitu and Wang Mantang's appearance, there should be some differences.
"Who are you talking about?" Li Bowen still asked.
"I have a sister who used to be a corner player in the capital city! She can sing the drum very well. Just wait!" After saying this, Xiao Yitu got up and walked out the door.
When he got to the door, he called a young boy from a neighbor's house and gave him two cents to go to Dengzhan Hutong to call someone.
After returning to the house, the two continued to drink and chat. Not long after, a slender and beautiful woman walked into the courtyard. Ye Bingjun, although dressed simply, can still see all kinds of charm from it.
"Brother Xiao, it's already dark today. Why did you ask me to come over? Is there something wrong?"
"Sister, you are here, come in quickly. "Sit down, a friend came here today. I have always heard about you and want to meet him and listen to your drum book. How about a favor?" Xiao Yitu stood up to welcome Xiao Pinkie in, and then introduced Li Bowen to her.
How could this be what he wanted to hear? It was Xiao Yitu who clearly wanted to hear it and even took the initiative to ask someone to invite him. However, Li Bowen didn't point it out and stood up with a smile: "Yes, morning." I heard Mr. Xiao mention your name, but I have never had the opportunity to see you. I finally saw it today. You must appreciate it."
Little Pink Butterfly smiled: "Thank you for your appreciation. It’s all a false reputation from the past. I haven’t sung it for a long time. Our troupe is currently rehearsing all new plays!”
“Those jokes are all your basic skills. How can you forget them?” Ah, sister, please stop holding it! Come and serve it first, and let’s sing a few words after dinner!” Now it’s not like in the old society where artists were invited to sing at home, so why not invite people over? Have two glasses of wine before serving.
If it were anyone else, Xiao Pinkie would not necessarily give this face. It’s not like she doesn’t have a job. She earns a monthly salary of more than 40 yuan in the troupe. Plus her husband Fulai, the two of them add up. I also have a salary income of 80 to 90 yuan, and I have no children at home, only a mother-in-law.
Even in this difficult period, I am not hungry. I came here today just because Lao Xiao asked someone to call me. I thought something was wrong. I didn’t expect it to happen like this, but when I saw After Li Bowen, she changed her mind again.
He sat down with a smile: "What do you call this gentleman?"
"My surname is Li, Li Bowen!" Li Bowen picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine for Little Pink Butterfly. .
"Mr. Li looks really young. Is he 20 this year?"
"I no longer have that age, I am already 22 this year!"
Little Pink Butterfly turned to Xiao Yitu again, with a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Brother Xiao, I have never I’ve never seen you have such a friend!”
“Hahaha, you know all my friends! Mr. Li is a capable man. He came to me today to talk about something. !" Xiao Yitu didn't explain too much.
With the addition of a woman, the atmosphere at the wine table became more lively. The three of them chatted while eating, and occasionally told some non-vegetarian jokes, which made Little Pink Butterfly giggle.
After some time, Wang Mantang brought a person to the courtyard. He was a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a medium build, wearing a slightly old cotton-padded jacket and a melon-pipe hat. He was also carrying a baggage in his hand.
"Mantang, you are finally back. If it is too late, we will have finished drinking!" Wang Mantang had been gone for a long time, and Xiao Yitu and the other three quickly stood up to greet him.
Wang Mantang took off his hat, with a trace of steam coming out of his head, and then introduced to Li Bowen: "After a slight delay, Bowen, this is Mr. Wang Guiwang I told you!"
After the two parties got to know each other, they invited people to sit down and went straight to the topic: "Old Wang, show your things to Mr. Li!"
Only then did Wang Gui take the baggage. He took it from the side and opened it on the table.
The baggage is opened to reveal the solid wood box inside.
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Inside the box is a set of tea cups and tea bowls. From Li Bowen's perspective, they should be from official kilns and are in good condition.
After picking them up and reading them one by one, Li Bowen closed the box and said, "Mr. Wang, what price do you plan to pay?"
"Are you sure?" < /p>
"Well, you decide on a price. If it feels right, I'll take it!" Li Bowen nodded.
"2,000 yuan!"
Li Bowen smiled and shook his head: "Your price is a bit too high. To be honest, these things are not worth so much! I can give you up to 1,200 yuan." "
Wang Gui looked hesitant and glanced at Wang Mantang again before continuing: "This is passed down from our ancestors. If it weren't for the urgent need for money, I would definitely not take action. , 1800, if it’s lower than this, I’ll leave!”
“Why are you leaving? Why don’t you save your mother!” When the man stood up to pack his things, Wang Mantang grabbed him. he.
Then he explained to Li Bowen: "Bowen, Lao Wang is also my friend. His mother is sick and hospitalized and needs major surgery. She is in urgent need of money now. I just ran to the hospital to retrieve him." Come."
"Is it serious?"
Wang Mantang nodded:"There is something growing in my stomach, and I have to take medicine for a long time after the operation. This is not a small sum of money, so I am asked to find a buyer!"
Unexpectedly, this person is still a Dutiful son, according to what Wang Mantang said, his mother should have cancer. With current medical technology, even if she undergoes surgery, she won't be able to survive for long, but she still has to sell her baby for treatment.
Li Bowen was not a cruel person. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Okay, then I will accept it for 1,800 yuan, which will satisfy your filial piety."
"Then thank you!"
"Do you want cash or a note?"
"Both, it's up to you."
Li Bowen didn't say anything. He took two small yellow croakers and handed the remaining 500 yuan in cash to Wang Gui. He also carried the baggage and box to his place and put them away.
Wang Gui was also full of joy when he got the money. After putting it away, he said: "Guys, I have to rush to the hospital, so I won't keep any more!"
Send him away After leaving and several people returned to the room, Wang Mantang smiled and said, "Don't you feel a loss, Bowen?"
"Looking at what you said, if you can help a filial son, what are you afraid of losing?" !" Li Bowen waved his hand.
"Hahaha, you are a righteous person, but if you do well, can I, Wang Mantang, still make you suffer?"
"What do you mean?" Several people looked at each other with confusion. They all looked at Wang Mantang.
Wang Mantang pretended to be mysterious and said: "Take that box and take a closer look! See if you can find any clues?"
Only then did Li Bowen become concerned. , took the bundle back to the table, and started studying the box by himself.
There is nothing special about it. The brass lock, the thick patina on the box, and the vermilion wood paint can only be seen through the corners, let alone what the wood inside is. The material is so good, you can’t tell at all.