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Chapter Ninety-Nine

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    "Mr. Song." Seeing Song Fengchen put down the letter, the person who came was Qu Zhongjun, who did not lie, and pushed out a wooden box ten centimeters square. When the wooden box was opened, a row of three shiny large yellow croakers caught the eye.  It can be clearly seen that one of them has a number written on its body, s-7988; fineness, 990.0; weight, 10.007, in two or three lines.

    "These are deposits. As long as Mr. Song can solve my family's affairs, I will report it again."

    Qu Zhongjun's handwriting is not unreasonable.

    The large yellow croakers in this wooden box are obviously a product of the Republic of China period, and the number should not be less than nine.  At that time, the weights and measures used the old system, one catty was equal to sixteen taels, and one tael was equal to 31.25 grams.

    In 1975, due to inflation and economic recession in European and American countries, the price of gold market hit a historic low.  In recent years, although the market has picked up, it is still only 1.5 US dollars per gram.

    In this way, one large yellow croaker is about 312 grams, which is equivalent to a little over 700 yuan, and nine large yellow croakers are 4,900 yuan.

    According to what Qu Zhongjun said, there will be re-reporting afterwards.  You must know that according to the customary rules on the road, after the event is completed, the final payment is generally more than twice the deposit.

    Song Fengchen couldn't help being a little curious, what happened to force Qu Zhongjun to pay such a high price to invite him.

    "It's not urgent." Song Fengchen picked up the tea bowl, grabbed the lid with his right hand, gently scraped the water surface a few times, and then took a sip of tea: "Before that, let me know what happened to your house!  "

    Hearing what Song Fengchen said, Qu Zhongjun knew that the matter was half done.

    He breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Some time ago, my dog ??was killed by someone. It was a pet my mother had kept for more than ten years. It is usually so precious that we are not allowed to touch it."

    "It's conceivable how much its death hit my mother. My mother quarreled with the driver on the spot. Unexpectedly, the driver had a heart attack and drank some wine. He was also short of breath and couldn't catch his breath.  When I came up, I passed out on the spot. It happened that it was raining heavily that day, and the road was flooded, and the car turned off when driving past, and the person was cold before being sent to the hospital."

    "It stands to reason that although my family is at fault in this matter, the responsibility is not great. The driver's family is quite reasonable. My family compensated his family 300 yuan, and this matter is considered to be exposed."

    "It never occurred to me that when his family was burying him, because the cemetery they chose was a bit remote, they happened to bump into two wild boars on the road and went out to look for food. Half of the dozen or so people in his family died on the spotthat is,  From now on, my family is not peaceful."

    "In the middle of the night, I would always hear the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. At dawn, my mother's name would appear on the outer wall of my house, followed by the four blood words 'return my life'. These are nothing, ten  On the night of the 3rd, my neighbor suddenly came into my room with a kitchen knife, if my mother hadn¡¯t just gotten up to go to the toilet and bumped right into it, I might have died long ago.¡±

    "My neighbor had no vengeance with me, and there was no need to hurt me. After we knocked him out, he woke up the next morning with no memory of what happened that night. So, I guess he was given by a ghost.  Fascinated just because of this, all the people around my house moved out."

    "We also have no choice. I don't know how many master witches I have seen back and forth, but it was useless. Later, my father asked me to go to Changning Temple to find Taoist Xuan Chengzi. The Taoist said that you live in the capital, and he traveled thousands of miles.  It's troublesome to rush here. So, let me find you."

    Having said so much in one go, Qu Zhongjun's mouth was dry, so he picked up the tea bowl and took two sips of tea.

    It doesn't sound like a big deal, Song Fengchen looked up at Qu Zhongjun, the sky is full, eyes are clear, ears are higher than the eyebrows, it is the appearance of honesty and longevity.

    Looking at it this way, Song Fengchen believed half of what he said.

    As for why Qu Zhongjun was willing to pay such a high price, Song Fengchen didn't mind blaming it on his deep pockets.

    After all, Xuan Chengzi wrote in his letter that at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the Qu family was one of the most wealthy businessmen in the area, and they were also the most devout pilgrims of Changning Temple.  When Chang Ningguan wanted to re-establish the statue of Lao Tzu enshrined in the Taiji Hall, the main hall, the Qu family took the lead in donating 888 taels of gold, which can be said to be rich and generous.

    That's why, when Qu Zhongjun came to the door, Xuan Chengzi wrote him this letter without saying a word, asking him to come to Song Fengchen.

    Now that Xuan Chengzi has said so, Song Fengchen absolutely has no reason to refuse. After all, he is now the young master of Changning Temple, and the right should be based on the eight hundred and eighty-eight taels of gold and this box of large yellow croakers.  up.

    Just right, there isWith this money, I can bring back a few more carts of rosewood from the timber factory, and the furniture on the mansion is finally settled.

    Why not do it!

    Song Fengchen thought vulgarly, and said, "That's fine, I'll just go with Mr. Qu."

    "Thank you, Mr. Song, thank you, Mr. Song!" Qu Zhongjun smiled happily, thinking to himself that he had finally completed the task assigned by his mother.

    The Qu family lives near the Tongzhou Water Transport Wharf, and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal is just a few tens of meters away.

    The fortune of the Qu family has always been very good. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, his family was a wealthy businessman with a lot of money. Later, the Great Patriotic War broke out, and the Qu family was ruined.  In addition, the nemesis in the mall voted for rb people and became a running dog.  Qu Zhongjun's father, also known as Qu Xiaoxiang, was forced to leave the capital with his family because he was worried about the other party's revenge.

    Just when the Qu family got used to living a hard life, the Great Patriotic War was won.  Due to the defeat of the Qu family, during the liquidation, Qu Xiaoxiang was positioned as a poor | lower middle | peasant, and because he was literate, he became a communal accountant, and just retired from the position of director of the water transport terminal the year before last.

    Arriving at Qu Zhongjun's place, he just became the director of the stopwatch factory last year, and his life is also good.

    Qu Zhongjun directly brought Song Fengchen to a small bungalow. Song Fengchen looked up at the sky above the bungalow.

    Song Fengchen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the moment he raised his foot and stepped into the threshold, a faint ghostly aura came over his face.

    His gaze fell on a room on the left side of the small bungalow, where the ghostly aura almost turned into substance.

    Just at this time, Qu Xiaoxiang came out to greet him, and said excitedly: "This is Mr. Song, I will trouble you with my family's affairs!"

    "En." Song Fengchen replied, his eyes swept over Qu Xiaoxiang's body, this man lived in a ghostly atmosphere, but his whole body was clean and unseemly.

    Taking advantage of Qu Xiaoxiang's greeting to Song Fengchen, Qu Zhongjun said, "Dad, I'm going to see Mom."

    Qu Xiaoxiang's expression changed, he looked haggard, he waved his hand: "Go."

    Just when Qu Xiaoxiang was entertaining Song Fengchen for tea, Qu Zhongjun suddenly screamed in the room: "Mom, why, how did you become like this?"

    Song Fengchen stopped drinking tea.

    "Mr. Song," Qu Xiaoxiang was also anxious, and asked repeatedly: "Look at my family"

    Before he could finish speaking, Qu Zhongjun opened the door and came out with a look of surprise: "Mr. Song, my mother invites you to come in and talk."

    Song Fengchen glanced at Qu Xiaoxiang who was not sure why, put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up and said, "Okay."

    Sitting in the room was an old lady who was very thin all over her body, her hair was frizzy, and her face was covered with rough wrinkles like bark. She didn't look like a person in her sixties at all.

    When Qu Zhongjun helped to close the door, she suddenly opened her cloudy eyes, raised her finger and pointed to the bench opposite the table: "Sit."

    Song Fengchen glanced at her, calmed down, and sat down.

    The old woman stretched out her hand to open the five wooden boxes on the table, and said, "It wasn't because of my careful calculations that I coaxed fellow Taoists to come here. I really had a reason for it."

    "This is the final payment," she gasped, "I just want to ask fellow Taoist to do you a favor."

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    You may not believe it when you say it, but in such a fine weather, the stupid author almost went to the hospital for heat stroke yesterday.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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