Chapter 69

"Got any ideas?" Ye Xiaoli asked hurriedly, as this was related to the issue of her and her husband's new house, and she couldn't help but be concerned!

Yu Da also looked over, not expecting that Yang Bo would still have a solution at this point. He was somewhat skeptical but also a bit hopeful!

Yu Mingwei's face was tense; he never imagined that Yang Bo would be the one to step forward in the end!

Yang Bo didn't hesitate and pointed directly at the Buddhist shrine, saying, "This shrine is more valuable than the Buddha statue, it's just that no one has noticed it."

"What?" Yu Da was somewhat shocked and hurriedly went to examine the shrine.

Yu Mingwei didn't speak, probably too proud to ask Yang Bo. His eyes never left Yu Da until he stood up straight, then he asked anxiously, "Uncle Da, how is it?"

Yu Da nodded, "I really didn't expect it. Brother Yang's discernment is truly remarkable. Your shrine is actually made of golden-threaded nanmu, and its value far exceeds that of the Buddha statue!"

"Ah!" Ye Xiaoli exclaimed, "Is this true?"

Seeing Yu Da nod again, the Ye family all cheered.

Yang Bo watched this scene and smiled slightly. Originally, he had prepared another plan. If he hadn't revealed the secret of the shrine, he would have had Li Er buy back Yu Mingwei's Buddha statue.

At that time, offering 250,000 yuan to get the shrine as well was very likely to succeed. This way, Yang Bo could add a few more thousand yuan to buy back both the shrine and the statue, and it would be a great deal!

However, at the last moment, Yang Bo gave up this idea. Considering Ye Xiaoxuan's care for her parents, he abandoned it. Now it seemed that the Ye family needed it more than he did!

Ye Xiaoli ran over and held Yang Bo's hand, "Thank you so much! I never thought Xiaoxuan had such good taste!"

Yu Mingwei, with a gentle expression, hesitated for a long time before finally walking over and bowing slightly, "Thank you very much!"

Ye Xiaoli's father, who had been frowning, now smiled, his face bright like an old chrysanthemum.

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Yang Bo declined the Ye family's dinner invitation, and Yu Da didn't stay either. He drove Yang Bo for a while and, before leaving, handed him a business card, sighing, "You're not the most talented young person I've met, but your attention to detail and seriousness are enough to make up for any lack of talent!"

Yang Bo didn't have a business card, but he wrote down his contact information and shop address and handed it over, smiling, "Thank you. I recently opened a shop. Feel free to stop by if you have time!"

"Sure!" Yu Da was somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect you to have a shop already. That's really fast!"

Yang Bo returned to the hospital, intending to question his mother, but to his surprise, the first thing she asked was, "Did you see Xiaoxuan's parents? How did they seem?"

Yang Bo looked at his mother, "Mom, it turns out you planned all this!"

Yang's mother was quite pleased, "Not entirely. Last time, Xiaoxuan mentioned her brother-in-law appraising antiques, so I recommended you. I guessed that this was probably the young lady's intention, and I thought it would be best if you could meet her parents. I didn't expect it to actually happen!"

Yang's mother laughed heartily, very pleased.

Yang Bo was helpless, "I'm still young, I'm not in a hurry!"

Yang's mother shook her head, "Nonsense, you're not young anymore. Don't always say that! Generally, young people who say they are mature are immature; those who say they are immature are mature! You have to interpret these things in reverse!"

Yang Bo was taken aback by his mother's philosophical words and was stunned for a moment.

Yang Bo went to see the attending doctor, who said, "Your recovery is going very well. Let's check again in a week. By then, you should be able to be discharged, but if you don't mind the cost, staying for half a month would be even better!"

Yang Bo nodded, "Let's stay for half a month then!"

With the hospital matters settled, Yang Bo received a call from Ye Xiaoxuan.

"Thank you so much today!" Ye Xiaoxuan's voice was filled with joy.

"No problem, I should also thank you for taking care of my parents these past few days!" Yang Bo said.

"By the way, my parents, sister, and brother-in-law are at the hospital now. They want to visit Uncle Yang and Auntie. Is it convenient now?" Ye Xiaoxuan asked.

"Ah?" Yang Bo was somewhat surprised, but thinking about how his advice had greatly benefited them, he put aside his surprise, "Sure, I'm back in my ward now. Come on over!"

Golden-threaded nanmu is quite rare and was generally a tribute to the royal family in ancient times, used only by the emperor. That golden-threaded nanmu shrine, though not large, with its ancient and simple design, was worth at least 700,000 to 800,000 yuan. Combined with the Buddha statue, the total value was over a million yuan. No wonder they came to thank him!

When Yang Bo arrived, the ward was already filled with laughter.

After Yang Bo entered, the Ye family greeted him warmly, even bringing dinner.

It wasn't until around seven o'clock that the Ye family helped clean up and left. Ye's mother warmly invited him, "Xiao Yang, feel free to come over to our place!"

Yu Mingwei said, "Brother, if you need anything, just let me know!"

Yang Bo accepted these empty promises, told his parents the discharge date, and fled before his mother could say anything.

The next day, Yang Bo returned from the hospital and sat in the hall of the Shiyitang, holding a book and sipping tea, quite at ease.

It was almost ten o'clock when someone walked in. Yang Bo was used to it and didn't rush to greet them. He looked up and saw that it was Ye Xiaoli and Yu Mingwei.

"Yang Bo, is this the shop you're helping a friend with? It looks quite large!" Ye Xiaoli looked around, seemingly searching for something.

Yang Bo nodded, "Yes, it's here."

"Where's the boss?" Ye Xiaoli asked again.

"The boss is very busy and usually doesn't come here," Yang Bo frowned, feeling like he was being interrogated.

"Could this shop be yours?" Ye Xiaoli suddenly asked.

Yang Bo immediately reacted, "No, how could this be my antique shop? The rent for such a location is more than I can afford!"

"True." Ye Xiaoli nodded, her clear face lifting, her chin raised high like a swan.

Yu Mingwei sat down, "Thank you so much yesterday. We thought we had no hope of buying a house!"

Yang Bo waved his hand, "No need to be so formal!"

Yu Mingwei hesitated slightly, then took out an envelope and handed it over, saying, "A small token of our appreciation, please accept it."

Yang Bo glanced at the envelope, which was quite thick, probably about 20,000 yuan. He shook his head, "Really, no need to be so formal. I went there to thank Xiaoxuan for taking care of my parents."

Yang Bo naturally wouldn't accept the red envelope. He didn't even care about it. He had expected them to offer a bank card with a higher amount.

But, thinking about it, they probably couldn't bear to give too much!