Li Ming slammed his head so hard that he almost cried.

"I'm blind!"

At this time, Jin Feng walked up to Li Ming with a cigarette in one hand and a book in the other.

The book was tapped on the leg, like a scythe of death, and it was gently wielded.

The moment Lin Yongfeng's salary was in hand, the old man was unbearable, holding his daughter Xinxin and crying bitterly.

Jin Feng was in front of Li Ming, cold and cold, and Li Ming's hairs stood on end, and he was terrified.

Li Ming smiled strongly, stiffened, and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Jin...... Brother Jin!"

Jin Feng said softly: "I have nothing to say to you. ”

"Lost my gosling. Roll yourself. ”

Li Ming trembled, belched and nodded, and in a panic, he took out a stack of money, and sent it forward with his hands.

Jin Feng closed his eyes: "Not enough!"

Li Ming's hands froze, and he quickly took out all the money in his bag. Let's make it again

All the money in the bags of the other workers and their descendants was also taken out.

A thick stack.

"It's still not enough. ”

Li Ming was stunned for a moment.

Jin Feng said coldly: "The goose lays eggs, and the eggs give birth to geese." Haven't heard of it?"

In an instant, Li Ming was completely frightened.

Goose lays eggs, eggs give birth to geese, such an algorithm can't afford to lose even if you sell yourself.

"Brother Jin...... Be a man and leave a line...... Give a way to live......"

Jin Feng smiled fiercely, and his cold voice was like the cold wind in the Arctic Pole.

"If you don't pay, I'm not reluctant!"

"One life for another!"

Li Ming almost collapsed, his knees weakened, and he was about to kneel down, and said with a crying pleading.

"Brother Jin, you name it!"

Jin Feng said quietly: "Money." I don't lack it. ”

"Your dzi, I want it. ”

Li Ming was stunned, he couldn't believe his ears at all, and looked at Jin Feng blankly.

"Dzi stays, you roll. ”

Li Ming woke up like a dream, hurriedly took off the dzi hanging around his neck, handed his hands to Jin Feng, and ran out like a pardon.

Until he ran out of the scrap yard and got on the main road, Li Ming sat on the sidewalk, gasping for breath, gently patting his chest, and rejoicing.

That dzi was bought by himself when he took Xiao San to travel to the land of ten thousand mountains, and in order to highlight the forced grade, he spent 300 local coins to buy it at the stall.

It is equivalent to twenty pieces of dzi bought by soft sister paper, or a large pile of dzi randomly pulled out of the dzi on the stall, usually hanging around the neck, it is the same, and no one will look at it carefully.

No one will not understand the rules and ask themselves to take off the dzi and give it to him, pretending to be quite successful.

I didn't expect that it was such an insignificant thing, but now it saved my life, which is really cost-effective.

I smoked three cigarettes, waited until the workers drove out to find him, and helped the slumped boss into the car.

Li Ming looked back at the Imperial Capital Mountain Waste Station, burst into tears, and shouted out the deepest cry in his heart.

"Pit!"

"It's so special!"

The first to leave the scrap yard was Zhao Yuan, and the surprise of that scene made him thoroughly understand this tattered Jin Feng.

The second wave to leave was Huang Guanyang's wife He Wenfang.

He Wenfang actually can't take care of any big things......

It's just that, just take care of it, and it's a big deal.

He Wenfang accompanied her husband for a walk, admired the environment here, and by the way, she also condolences to Mrs. Diao and the father of the third baby at the scrap station.

After turning around and coming back, He Wenfang's attitude towards Jin Feng was very friendly and polite, because he had already learned everything about Jin Feng from his father-in-law.

"Careers have never been high or low, Xiaojin, you are very good, self-reliant, a role model for young people, and it is also worth learning from. ”

"I wish your scrapyard better and better. ”

Before leaving, He Wenfang also gave Jin Feng a phone call, saying that he could find her for anything.

Jin Feng definitely won't answer, but Zhou Miao took the phone, and Jin Feng didn't blame Zhou Miao.

The third wave is Lin Yongfeng and his daughter.

Long Ergou, who had been rudely facing Lin Yongfeng just now, suddenly spoke: "Hey." Stubborn cow, is there a place to go?"

"We're still short of a handyman here. ”

Lin Yongfeng said coldly: "I won't mix with you when I move bricks." ”

"Don't be angry with you. ”

Long was so arrogant that he raised his middle finger, Lin Yongfeng was not afraid, and also treated him with his middle finger.

Jin Feng threw a box of cigarettes to Lin Yongfeng and said softly, "Take your daughter well." This door, you can come in at any time. ”

Lin Yongfeng took the cigarette and put it in his bag, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for helping me get the money back." When you have time to go to the silver plate, I invite you to eat river fish. ”

Jin Feng's expression moved, he smiled, and said loudly: "A word is a certainty." ”

The scrapyard opened late for dinner, and the status of the two old men was destined to live and eat extremely regularly.

They didn't care what time Jin Feng had dinner, and they would go into the kitchen to find food at half past five, no matter how angry Long Ergou was, he really didn't have any temper in front of the two old men.

After eating, the two old men went out for a walk and came back.

Evening is actually the busiest time for the scrapyard.

Jincheng has already introduced a traffic restriction system, and there are strict regulations for trucks that pull goods.

Therefore, a lot of waste can only be transported at night.

Zhang Danlong and the two dogs were busy loading a large number of disassembled and classified electrical appliances into the train station and sending them to the largest old electrical appliance distribution center.

Sanshui and Li Hui, the third baby, were in the room facing the day's ledger. Although the Sanwazi family only holds 10% of the shares, it must be open and transparent in terms of economy.

Last week, more than a dozen truckloads full of second-hand appliances and furniture were pulled from the province, and the entire scrapyard ushered in its first climax since its opening.

It also ushered in the first revolution of the scrap yard.

"Instead of selling these second-hand dealers and letting them make another profit, we should be second-hand dealers ourselves. ”

Zhou Miao's proposal was agreed by the majority.

There is only one one who is opposed, Long Ergou.

The reason is that he is troublesome.

In the afternoon of the same day, Jin Feng called Yang Peiji, the contractor who built the greenhouse last time, to come over and rebuild a large warehouse as a store for second-hand goods.

Within two days, Director Meng Tong Meng also personally sent several large truckloads of scrap products over, and all of a sudden, the hall of the second-hand warehouse was built.

Appliances, tables and chairs, sofas, furniture.

Although no one has come to buy it to this day, the scrapyard has sufficient funds at this stage, and it does not care about pressing this amount of goods.

When the two old men entered the house, Jin Feng was still eating alone.

Holding the black and white dzi in his hand, the cotton silk thread was wrapped around his wrist, and he rubbed the dzi skin vigorously with his hands.

A young goose got such a dzi, the corners of Jin Feng's mouth were tilted, and he was reluctant to put down the dzi when eating.

Huang Guanyang and Qin Yunhua stared at Jin Feng hatefully, silently scolding Jin Feng for having no conscience and dying a young goose, and laughing.

It's really inhuman.

"Xiao Jin Feng, in other fields, I admit that you are a top-level young genius master, but ...... In the area of dzi, you really need to recharge ......"

"It's really not me who blows, my old Huang is appreciating the word, and I can only rank second. Playing dzi, that's what it is in the circle. ”

"In our division, even those uncles and uncles in the Gubo, the National Museum, and the two academies have to ask me to take ...... of the palm."

"I've been living in Tibet for 10 years...... Specializes in Tibetan culture. I have personally been to the most mysterious dzi production area, Tianzhu Sacred Mountain. ”

Jin Feng tilted his head and looked at Huang Guanyang: "Oh?!"

"I want to ask Huang Laoxian, do you have any words in this dzi?"

Huang Guanyang sighed, and he also felt good about the title of Huang Laoxian.

Mansheng said: "First of all, correct you a mistake. Only the purest dzi and the legendary conch dzi can be called zun. You ...... It can only be called a piece. ”

"What you are holding in your hand is only a four-eyed chalcedony dzi, which is made of a series of rare materials such as cinnabar agate and clams, and it is not a natural dzi. ”

"There are two types of real dzi. Both are in the Himalayas, and both are now almost extinct. ”

"The first is a special object formed after the meteorite hits the Tianzhu Sacred Mountain, which will only fall out under special circumstances. ”

"The second type of dzi is created by the unique geographical environment of the Tianzhu Sacred Mountain. ”

"The Himalayas were the ...... of the ocean in ancient times" ()

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