Lao Chang prepared some home-cooked meals at home to entertain Boss He and the other three. Old Beijing people are hospitalized and can talk about it. Basically, if you catch a person, you can talk to him about why the pork in the vegetable market has increased to 381 pounds and then talk about whether the Chinese national football team collectively wilted last night. Finally, it ended in the Iran-Iraq War in the 1990s, and the topic was quite strong.

If you add a few bottles of Red Star Erguotou below these topics, the effect may be better, and it will basically be in a state where the car cannot be stopped.

Lao Chang was flushed and he was obviously in a state of state. He Sandao chatted with him in a mess. Wang Jingzhe and Yuan Zhenxing rarely followed him. His eyes kept looking at Lao Chang's three people and this yard. After all, the focus was different.

When we talked in the second half of the time, He Sandao was so anxious that he had no choice. Lao Chang was so good at talking. At this time, he was discussing the issue of landing on the moon with him. This topic was so so so so sophisticated that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. If he continued to talk like this, He Sandao felt that his head would have to be stuck in his crotch.

"Oh, Boss He, let me tell you, I have always had an idea and I want to suggest to the person in charge of Nasa, why not mention it to our domestic aerospace department? Their bureaucracy is a bit heavy and may not be able to accept my opinion." Lao Chang took a small sip of wine, and his fingers circled the table with a serious look: "Next time to land on the moon, astronauts should land on the moon, and should be at the site 3 on the surface of the moon, where I once watched the astronauts at night..."

He Sandao interrupted him in a hurry and frowned at Wang Jingzhe. It meant that boys, what did you do? He asked in confusion: "Old Chang, you are still observing the celestial phenomena at night, do you understand?"

Lao Chang said reservedly: "The family is born from the origin of family education. His ancestors have produced some literati and scholars who are proficient in astronomy and geography. It may be a little bit of fur left in my generation, but it is still okay to talk big. Brother, just say what you want to talk about."

He Sandao was successfully aroused by him and asked in surprise: "Which master is your ancestor?"

Lao Chang stroked the beard on his chin and said in a straight voice: "Is Zhao Zilong in Changshan?"

Yuan Zhenxing's face was confused for a moment, and He Sandao asked incomprehensible: "No, this surname is not right. What does Zhao Zilong in Changshan have to do with your family?"

Lao Chang's son answered seriously next to him: "You said it yourself, Zhao Zilong, Changshan, isn't my family's surname Chang?"

He Sandao: "..."

Yuan Zhenxing: “…”

"Puchi" Wang Jingzhe sprayed a sip of wine that had just been drunk in his mouth, and was almost on the verge of collapse. He coughed dryly and asked, "Uncle Chang, I'm very curious about something."

Lao Chang reached out and signaled: "Please tell me the story."

"Uh, that's the thing, I'm drinking and going to get rid of my kidneys. I'll go smoke a cigarette and urinate. Let's talk first." Seeing that the topic was finally successfully taken over by Wang Jingzhe, He Sandao stood up quickly, picked up the cigarette and walked out of the door. Yuan Zhenxing immediately followed quickly.

He Sandao wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "If it really doesn't work, let's urinate. I'm really afraid that I will be brainwashed if I listen to it for a while. Really, Lao Chang seems to be poisonous."

Yuan Zhenxing breathed a sigh of relief and said with regret: "I can't leave. I'll think about it for a while that Wang Jingzhe has talked to him too much. I have to go in and collect his body. After all, are they all friends?"

He Sandao nodded and said, "Well, that's the reason..."

Wang Jingzhe raised his cup and greeted Lao Chang, and said, "Uncle Chang, where did you get the set of Huanghuali furniture in your house?"

"After all, does family education have its origins?"

Wang Jingzhe: "..."

Lao Chang curled his lips and said, "It's true, why don't you believe it? In the past, my family had a set of yellow rosewood, screens, tables and chairs, and even a bed of yellow rosewood. But when my grandfather said that in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, my family lost money and owed a lot of money, so he sold the bed of yellow rosewood. When he was liberated, he exchanged some rice for screens and tables and chairs. My son wanted to get married, and he didn't have a wedding house. He lost some down payment and sold the last chair. Oh, let's tell your brother, I have a feeling of being a prodigal son. I'm not a person who doesn't understand the truth. If this set of yellow rosewood furniture is left until now, it will probably be worth a lot of money. What a pity."

Wang Jingzhe asked with a headache: "You haven't said yet, where did you discuss the origin of family education?"

"My grandfather said that this set of furniture was given to our family by someone at that time to repay his kindness. The man said that we would keep it well. In the future, the Chang family, which was in trouble, would be able to re-transfer the business again and start the business again. Unfortunately, I didn't wait until it was over, and there was only a Taishi chair left in the end."

"Then do you know who is giving it to your family?"

"It seems that Mr. Dong, a big salt merchant in Lianghuai, my grandfather saved his life in his early years."

"That's true..." Wang Jingzhe muttered.

"What's going on?" Lao Chang asked in confusion.

Wang Jingzhe smiled and thought about it with his mouth open, but he swallowed the words in his stomach just to the mouth. It was actually nothing big for him to come to the old Chang family. He just wanted to know the origin of the Huanghuali Taishi Chair, and there was no interest in the others.

"You always drink slowly, I'm going to get rid of my kidneys." Wang Jingzhe stood up and patted his butt, and Lao Chang smashed his mouth and said, "Hurry up, let's talk about the moon landing in a while."

Wang Jingzhe went out of the door, looked at He Sandao and Yuan Zhenxing with his eyes slanted and said, "You both are about to urinate and have bleeding, you haven't finished urinating for so long."

"Old Chang didn't say you were dead. I was thinking about going in for a while to collect your body."

"Get out of here." Wang Jingzhe cursed, and then said to He Sandao: "Tomorrow, you should send back the chair from his house. It's not appropriate for you to keep it. When you send it back, you told Lao Chang that this chair is good and let them put it in the living room and not put it in the warehouse. It's a waste of time."

He Sandao asked in confusion: "What's the saying?"

Wang Jingzhe said: "In the early years, the old Chang family had a set of Huanghuali furniture, which was sent by someone to repay their kindness. This set of furniture was once in the hands of the big salt merchants in Lianghuai..."

Wang Jingzhe didn't say anything more because it was a bit bitter to say it, and he didn't care about these things anymore. After all, someone missed it because he couldn't find it back, and the information he wanted to find was confirmed.

All he could say is that the three members of the old Chang family are really not very lucky. They obviously have a better future, but they missed it.
Chapter completed!