I went back to 74 and awakened the Godly Rich System

Chapter 32 32. Antiques
"Uncle, do you still remember me? I'm Du Chuan, and I used to be a classmate of Liang Gang." Du Chuan came to Liang Gang's father and said.

At this time, Liang's father had a beard all over his face, and his face was full of fatigue and an expression of pain that flashed across his face from time to time.

His legs were gone, and it was very inconvenient for him to sit on the wooden chair.

"Xiao Du, I remember you. Why are you here?" Liang's father said cheerfully, forcing a smile on his face.

Du Chuan said quickly: "I just happened to meet Liang Gang, so I thought of coming to see you. I used to come to your house to eat for free."

Liang's father forced a smile. In fact, Du Chuan had only come to eat one or two meals in those days. He still remembered this.

"Dad, take medicine." At this time Liang Gang came over and fed the medicine to Liang's father.

When Liang's father saw the medicine, he was immediately furious. "Where did you get the money? Did you steal again? Didn't I tell you not to steal again? Otherwise, I won't recognize you as my son."

Obviously, Liang's father also knew about some of Liang Gang's previous behaviors. After all, he was his biological son and there were many things that he couldn't hide from him.

"Why are you yelling? If you have the ability, go make money yourself. Don't yell at my grandson. He would not do such a thing if he didn't feel sorry for you as his father." Liang Gang's grandmother rushed over to protect her grandson.

Liang's mother was wiping her tears.

There are now four people in the Liang family, Liang's father and mother, Liang Gang and Liang Gang's grandmother.

Among these four people, only Liang Gang has a salary, and he also has to buy medicine, so the money is simply not enough.

The angry expression on Liang's father's face collapsed instantly. "I really deserve to die. Really. Don't stop me. I will suffer if I stay here, and I will be a burden to you."

Du Chuan felt a little helpless for a moment. Given the current situation at his home, it seemed that he should leave?

"Dad, this is money Du Chuan borrowed, not stolen." Liang Gang explained.

"Huh?" Father Liang was a little slow to react.

Who would lend them money in their current situation?
Not to mention relatives and friends, even his own daughter refused to lend him money. Of course, he understood his daughter because she had borrowed a lot before and had suffered a lot from her husband's family in order to lend money to her parents' family.

Unexpectedly, Du Chuan actually lent money to their family.

"Don't think too much. I will find a way to return the money to Du Chuan." Liang Gang said. After arriving home, he started to talk more.

After saying that, Liang Gang took Du Chuan to his room. He also knew that Du Chuan was uncomfortable staying outside.

"Thank you, Du Chuan." Liang Gang looked at Du Chuan this time and no longer lowered his head.

Du Chuan smiled and said, "No need to thank me. When I was little, I ate your food a lot."

Liang Gang shook his head and said nothing. This was not a comparison. He was really at the end of his rope now. If Du Chuan hadn't helped him, he would have had no choice but to watch his father commit suicide, because every night he could hear the sound of his father being tortured by pain.

"Okay, stop saying thank you to me. I only have the ability to help you now. I couldn't help you before even if I wanted to." Du Chuan said.

This is a fact. If it were before, even having food at home would have been a problem and there would be nothing he could do.

Du Chuan then began to change the subject, he didn't want to dwell on these things. Slowly he became familiar with Liang Gang again. Liang Gang was actually a talkative person, but the changes in his family made him silent.

"Are you still practicing calligraphy? Your handwriting is really good." Du Chuan said when he saw the calligraphy on Liang Gang's desk.

Liang Gang has been good at calligraphy since he was a child, and he likes it very much. Even now, he is still practicing. Perhaps it has become a way for him to relieve his emotions.

"Practice occasionally, otherwise I don't know what to do." Liang Gang said.

Suddenly Du Chuan's eyes fell on the inkstone on the table. The inkstone looked old, but it was badly damaged, as if it had been picked up from a garbage dump.

Liang Gang saw that Du Chuan seemed interested in his inkstone, so he said, "I found this at a scrap yard. Someone gave it to me because they didn't want it anymore. They said it was an antique from the Song Dynasty. But I don't know much about it, and I don't know if it's real or not. They also said this inkstone is also an antique. I feel like they're just trying to fool people."

Hearing him say this, Du Chuan's eyes lit up. It seemed that this thing was really an antique.

Nowadays, many good things are actually lost among the people, and some people who don’t know the value of these things will take them to scrap yards to sell them, perhaps even getting some money in return.

Of course, the things sold at the scrap yard are generally not in very good condition, at least they don’t look like good antiques.

Otherwise, there are places that specialize in collecting antiques, and the good ones are sold there.

"Who told you these are antiques?" Du Chuan asked. He naturally couldn't tell whether these things were real antiques.

Liang Gang said, "It was Mr. Gong from the scrap yard. He said it was an antique, but it was too badly damaged and had no value, so he gave it to me."

Du Chuan understood as soon as he heard it. The things Liang Gang had stolen from the factory were obviously sold to the scrap yard.

Moreover, he has a very good relationship with Mr. Gong at the scrap yard, otherwise people would not accept the things he stole from the company.

You know, working at a scrap yard is a good job now, and it makes a lot of money. Of course, not everyone can do this job.

Today's scrap yards are more than just places to collect scrap, they collect many things and require people with good eyesight and much knowledge to be able to take on this role.

"Well, if you have time, please help me find some antiques like this. No matter what kind, as long as they are not too badly damaged, I want them." Du Chuan said.

Originally, he wanted to come to Liang Gang's house just to secretly give him some money, because he knew that if he gave it to him in person, Liang Gang might not take it.

So I thought of this. Sometimes, people are so strange. They can completely lose face in front of strangers, but they really want to save face with acquaintances, even if the situation has become difficult to a certain extent.

"What do you want these junk for?" Liang Gang asked, but then he said, "Mr. Gong still has a lot. If you want them, I'll go see if there are any that they don't want after they've been reimbursed, and I'll bring them to you."

Du Chuan shook his head and said, "I want to buy it, and it would be better if it is in better condition."

After thinking about it, Du Chuan still didn't say the word of hiring. Anyway, he would just give Liang Gang more money when the time comes. If he really said it, Liang Gang might feel bad, even though he knew that Du Chuan was helping him.

Du Chuan was not worried about buying a fake. In this day and age, making a fake antique is much more expensive than buying a real one, and no one would do such a stupid thing.

Therefore, as long as it is an authentic antique, it is basically real. Of course, it may be a fake made by our ancestors, but for Du Chuan, it is also an antique.

(End of this chapter)