Who would still be a social slave when they are so rich?

"A nest of gold or silver is not as good as my own doghouse. It's still more comfortable to live in the courtyard." As soon as Su Chen returned to the courtyard, he lay down on the sofa with indescribable happiness on his face.

After going to Yuquan Mountain yesterday and visiting the large manor, Su Chen was thinking of returning directly to the city at night. However, he did not expect that Mr. Jiang wanted Su Chen to stay on the mountain for one night to experience what it felt like.

Of course, it was not in Su Chen’s manor, but in Mr. Jiang’s yard.

At first Su Chen thought that Mr. Jiang’s yard would be the same as his, but after Su Chen went there he found that they were very different.

In terms of area alone, it is several times smaller, even smaller than the courtyard house Su Chen owns in Shichahai. It can be considered a two-story courtyard house, but its style is that of a garden, without too many mountains and rivers.

There weren't many people in Mr. Jiang's yard. Apart from a few personal guards, there wasn't even a chef.

After Su Chen asked in detail, he found out that if a chef was needed, he could just arrange for one and someone would naturally arrange for a chef to cook in the yard.

Faced with Mr. Jiang's invitation, Su Chen naturally did not refuse. He stayed in Mr. Jiang's yard for one night and experienced the feeling of being on Yuquan Mountain.

To sum it up in one sentence, it was so quiet that only the sound of birdsong could be heard.

Of course... Su Chen's trip was not without gain. When he was strolling in Grandpa Jiang's yard, he found a lot of Grandpa Jiang's private collections in the study.

Especially the collectible Maozi, which are all of collection level, and the quantity is not small, and are calculated by box.

There are also quite a few cigarettes, tea and the like.

Adhering to the principle that one must not leave empty-handed after coming here, Su took a lot of effort when he was leaving after breakfast in the morning, and finally got Mr. Jiang to grit his teeth and nod in agreement.

Su Chen successfully returned home with six or seven boxes of collectible Maotai that were at least twenty years old, as well as a few packs of cigarettes and a few cans of tea.

This trip to Yuquan Mountain was not a wasted one.

As for the manor that belonged to him, Su Chen specifically asked if he could bring his friends there to play, but all he got was a meaningful look from Grandpa Jiang. Su Chen knew what that meant.

I originally thought of sending Fat Tiger and his family up there, but now I think forget it. After all, I don’t even live there, and if Fat Tiger stays there, he will probably starve to death.

Seeing Fade Chen and housekeeper Jiang Hui pushing the cart carrying the "trophies" of their trip to Yuquan Mountain to the basement, Su Chen immediately instructed: "Xiao Fei, you and Lao Jiang put all the wine in the innermost part of the collection room for me, so as not to be discovered by some bandits!"

When Chen Fei heard this, he was about to respond when he saw a figure walking in from the Moon Gate out of the corner of his eye. He could also see the smile and...expectation on the person's face.

"Sir, it's too late for you to say this. The 'bandits' you mentioned are already here!" Chen Fei smacked his lips and responded with a wry smile.

"The bandits are coming?!" Su Chen sat up from the sofa and saw Xiao Chen walking in with a smile on his face.

But no matter how Su Chen looked at the smile on that face, he felt it did not have good intentions.

"Bandits? What bandits? Su Chen, you are not talking about me, are you?" Xiao Chen walked straight to the sofa next to Su Chen and sat down, but his eyes fell on the cart pushed by Chen Fei and Jiang Hui.

Seeing the boxes placed on it, he nodded with satisfaction, as if he was looking at his own things.

"Brother Chen, I said you installed a locator on my car, right? I just got home and you came. Please don't tell me this is a coincidence."

There was a hint of helplessness in Su Chen's eyes. He had just noticed the change in Xiao Chen's expression and knew that this guy was coming for his spoils.

I just don't know whether this was due to Mr. Jiang's contribution or it was Xiao Chen's own guess.

"Ahem~" Xiao Chen coughed awkwardly and explained, "I heard from Grandpa last night that you were left on the mountain by Grandpa Jiang. Based on my understanding of your past, you will definitely not come back empty-handed."

"I just wanted to try my luck. I got the news when you left Yuquan Mountain. I rushed all the way from the east of the city, and I stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and I barely caught up with you."

"If we're delayed on the road for a few minutes, I'm afraid I won't be able to see those good things!" As Xiao Chen spoke, his eyes fell on the cart again.

After hearing this, Su Chen's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that he had become a habitual offender in Xiao Chen's eyes.

He sighed helplessly, turned his head and looked at the boxes of precious Maozi on the cart, and said slowly: "I can give you at most one box, but you can only take one bottle at a time. If you take them all back, I'm afraid you won't be able to control it, Brother Chen!"

"How could I not be able to control them? Is there anyone who can take them from me..." At first Xiao Chen was still very tough, but the more he spoke, the weaker his voice became, and in the end he just stopped.

At this time Xiao Chen also reacted. If he really moved this collection-level Maozi back, he was afraid that Grandpa Xiao would ask him to hand it over directly.

Both Xiao Chen and Su Chen understood this point very well, because these thatches were Grandpa Jiang's treasured collection.

You know... just the few bottles of Maozi that Su Chen had taken from Grandpa Xiao before were enough to make Grandpa Xiao feel painful, but compared with Grandpa Jiang's stock, the difference is not a little bit.

Anyone with a bit of common sense can figure out the difference between a few bottles and a few boxes.

I think... it's not just Xiao Chen who is eyeing the private collection that Su Chen brought back from Grandpa Jiang. It's possible that even Grandpa Xiao is eyeing it as well, just waiting for Xiao Chen to come and take advantage of him.

At this moment, the cell phone that Su Chen had placed on the table rang suddenly. When he saw the caller ID, Su Chen was stunned.

I was just thinking that Mr. Xiao should also have some ideas, but now look, he has called me directly.

Looking at the familiar number, Su Chen pursed his lips and said to Xiao Chen beside him: "Brother Chen, if you answer the phone, just say I'm... I'm swimming. Yes, I'm swimming!"

As Su Chen said this, he pushed the phone in front of Xiao Chen with a sly smile on his face, and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand, indicating that Xiao Chen should answer the call.

How could Xiao Chen be so stupid? He leaned back on the sofa, shaking his head like a rattle. "I won't answer it. This call is not for me. What does it have to do with me?"

Looking at the determined look on Xiao Chen's face, Su Chen had no choice but to take the phone back and answer the call from Grandpa Xiao.

"Grandpa, do you have any instructions?" Su Chen rubbed his face and forced a smile.

This action made Xiao Chen who was standing aside want to laugh. If it wasn't for the old man on the other end of the phone, he would have laughed out loud.

There's nothing I can do about it, Su Chen is just so interesting.

He had a sad face just now, but he smiled the moment he answered the phone, and even his voice was delicate. Seeing Xiao Chen trying to hold back his smile, Su Chen rolled his eyes at him speechlessly.

"Xiao Chen, I heard that you collected a lot of good things from old man Jiang?" Old Master Xiao was also very direct. He went straight to the point without any beating around the bush.

"Grandpa, you are really well-informed. I moved a few boxes of rare Maozi from Grandpa Xiao!"

Su Chen knew in his heart that Grandpa Xiao must know how much he had taken from Grandpa Jiang, so naturally there was nothing to hide.

Looking at Xiao Chen who was sitting beside him, Su Chen immediately came up with a plan and sighed, "I was just about to ask Brother Chen to send it to you, but who knew you would call me!"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment. The smile on his face could no longer appear. He looked at Su Chen in surprise. He didn't expect that he would betray him so easily.

When Mr. Xiao on the other end of the phone heard that Xiao Chen was also there, he knew what this guy was planning, and immediately responded: "Did that bastard come to you to ask for wine? Let Xiao Chen answer the phone!"

Hearing the voice that was a bit louder than before, Su Chen's mouth curled up slightly, handed the phone to Xiao Chen, and raised his head gently, "Hey, the old man is looking for you!"

Looking at the phone in front of him, Xiao Chen felt the veins on his forehead throbbing. He glared at Su Chen unhappily before picking up the phone and repeating Su Chen's previous operation. He tried to force a smile on his face and said, "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Su Chen looked at the expression on Xiao Chen's face, which changed from a forced smile at the beginning to a bitter smile, and in the end he couldn't even smile anymore and just pouted.

Anyone who saw it knew how miserable Xiao Chen felt at the moment.

"Got it!" After Xiao Chen handed the phone back to Su Chen, he seemed to have no strength left. He collapsed on the sofa, muttering, "My thatched cottage, my treasures, are gone, all gone!"

Seeing this, Su Chen naturally understood that Xiao Chen was robbed by Old Man Xiao, but he didn't know whether the old man had left a bottle for him.

But looking at Xiao Chen's current condition, there should be no hope!
I chatted with Mr. Xiao for a while, asking Su Chen what he thought of the manor on Yuquan Mountain.

When Mr. Xiao heard Su Chen say that he couldn't go twice a year, he heard laughter from the phone. It was obvious that he had already expected it.

"Okay, old man, you go ahead and do your work. I'll ask Brother Chen to bring it to you later."

After Su Chen's affirmative reply, Mr. Xiao didn't say anything else. He just left a sentence "Tell Xiao Chen to be quick" and hung up the phone.

……

Su Chen put down his phone, looked at Xiao Chen who was lying on the sofa with a look of despair, and said jokingly with a smile: "Brother Chen, it's okay~ It's okay, it's just a box of rare edition Maozi!"

Hearing Su Chen's funny voice, Xiao Chen's defense was instantly broken, and he looked at Su Chen with resentment on his face, "You are so cruel, you don't hesitate to betray your brothers!"

"You can't blame me for this!" Su Chen shrugged helplessly and said innocently, "The old man is such a smart man, do you think you can hide it? Who knows, the old man might have got the information when you came here, and called you just in time, just to move one more box from me."

"Think about it, a man of such status as the old man would never fight with a junior like me for something, so naturally he can only set his sights on you."

"Besides, it's just a box of premium Maotai. You can just come to my place when you want to drink it. You can also taste the eight major cuisines. It's much more interesting than drinking alone in secret."

"Huh?" The depression on Xiao Chen's face disappeared, and he looked at Su Chen in surprise. He finally realized that Su Chen was teasing him from the beginning.

But Xiao Chen didn't care about these things now. He excitedly put his arm around Su Chen's shoulders and said, "Good brother, this is what you said. Don't regret it when the time comes!"

After saying that, without giving Su Chen a chance to speak, he stood up and walked to the cart, called Chen Fei, and each of them carried a box of thatch and walked out.

Looking at Xiao Chen's departing back, he always felt that what he had just said seemed to be wrong.

Su Chen didn't think much about it and withdrew his thoughts. The words had already been said, so how could he swallow them back?

"Old Jiang!" Su Chen tilted his head and called softly.

Butler Jiang Hui immediately walked quickly to the sofa and asked respectfully, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Su Chen did not answer immediately. He tapped the fingers of his right hand gently on the armrest. After about seven or eight seconds, he slowly said, "Pick out two of the remaining four or five boxes of Maozi. Arrange someone to send one of them to Rongcheng and give it to my dad!"

"As for the other box, wait until Tianque is officially completed and then send that box over. Also move two boxes of wine from the storage room over there so that we don't have to drink good wine when we dine in the future!"

"Oh, by the way, arrange for someone to move the golden nanmu furniture on the basement floor over there, and pick out a room specifically for entertaining the distinguished guests. Also, pick out some of the jadeite and send it over there as decorations."

If they are kept in the basement, only a few people will be able to see them. Instead of this, it would be better to find a place for them to show off their beauty.

"Understood, sir!" Jiang Hui nodded, but a hint of hesitation flashed across his face. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Sir, isn't it a bit unsafe to keep these valuables in Tianque?"

"There are many people and many gossips. If the chefs leak the information, it will inevitably attract some attention. How about arranging some guards just in case?"

What the housekeeper Jiang Hui said was indeed somewhat reasonable. Su Chen still understood that money can move people's hearts.

"Sure. I'm going to be out in two days. Just call Xiao Peng and ask him to arrange two groups of people to come. In addition, install invisible surveillance cameras on those precious things. You can decide how to operate them."

Su Chen was still very confident in his butler. After all, he had been in this business for so many years and his abilities were beyond doubt.

"Okay, sir! I'll arrange it now!" Jiang Hui bowed and responded, then turned around to deal with what Su Chen had instructed.

"Well~ go ahead!" Su Chen waved his hand, and lay down on the sofa again, his thoughts gradually dispersing.

Thinking that Tianque was already quite eye-catching with the decoration of jadeite and golden nanmu furniture, he always felt that something was missing.

His eyes accidentally swept across a painting on the wall that Yu Qian had sent him some time ago, and he instantly understood that Tianque still needed a few paintings and calligraphy by famous artists to embellish it, so that it would not look like a nouveau riche.

Thinking of this, Su Chen took the mobile phone on the coffee table, found a number and dialed it.

While we were talking about calligraphy and painting, we also solved the Fat Tiger issue. I mentioned it before, but I forgot about it the moment I turned around. (End of this chapter)