Seeing that Han Rong was about to get up, Song Zixuan hurriedly took a bite of rice, and at the same time reached out to hold his mother, stood up and went to open the door.

Seeing that it was Yang Da Hammer and carrying two large bags of things in both hands, Song Zixuan was really a little blind, and said, "Boss, why are you here?"

Yang Dazhui smiled and walked in with something, his movements were a little clumsy due to his fatness.

"Hehe, old sister, the hotel is usually busy, and I can't take care of coming to see you. Yang Dazhui walked straight to Han Rong.

Han Rong stood up and smiled: "Oh, Boss Yang, what do you mean by this, come on, and bring so many things." ”

Yang Dazhui put things on the ground, sat down at the table and gasped twice: "Look at what you said, I shouldn't bring something, I've lived in neighborhoods for so many years, and I brought you some things for daily use." ”

Han Rong glanced at those things, okay, they were all relatively expensive vegetables and meat, as well as a bag of ten catties of rice, and then she glanced at Song Zixuan again.

Although she is a housewife, Han Rong is highly educated and very smart, she immediately thought that a person like Yang Da Hammer who is so famous can bring things to see her, there must be something wrong here, and it must be because of Song Zixuan.

She understands her son, although Song Zixuan is not a coward, but he also doesn't like to cause trouble, so it must not be because he got into trouble, on the contrary, Yang Dazhui must have asked Song Zixuan to come back, as for the reason, she naturally couldn't think of it.

"Hehe, Boss Yang, you are so polite, there are enough things at home, how embarrassed it is for you to break the bank. Han Rong said.

Yang Dazhui looked at Song Zixuan with a smile: "Old sister, you are far away, Xiao Er has been in my store, and he has done me a great favor, if it weren't for too many things in the store, I would have wanted to come and see you a long time ago." ”

Song Zixuan didn't know what to say for a while, his face was embarrassed, Han Rong said: "That's all as it should be, Xiao Er, don't eat it yet, pour a glass of water for the boss." ”

"No, no, let Xiao Er eat the meal first," Yang Dazhui hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Old sister, I just want to see you, take something by the way, it's not early, I'll go back first, I'll come over early another day, let's have a good chat." ”

After speaking, Yang Dazhui got up and walked towards the door, Han Rong saw this and said, "Look at what you say, you have to leave just now, stay a little longer." ”

"No, you should rest early. With that, Yang Dazhui had already walked out of the door and closed the door casually.

Han Rong watched Yang Da Hammer walk away from the window, turned around and said, "Son, tell your mother, what's going on?" Yang Da Hammer is a well-known guessing riddle, it won't be a sick person to get something for our family today, right?"

Subsequently, Song Zixuan told the ins and outs of the matter, of course, he still kept the recipe secret, which was also because of respect for Fang Jingzhi.

After listening to her son, Han Rong nodded: "So that's the case, it seems that this Yang Da Hammer is going to keep you with all his might, Xiao Er, what do you think?

"I ...... Mom, I really want to go to Lin Tiannan's restaurant to work, after all, if I really get a salary of 80,000 yuan, I won't let you do odd jobs for others anymore, but ......"

"Are you afraid that you don't have the ability to keep your job?" Han Rong still knows about her son, Song Zixuan has been very cautious since he was a child, and he is unwilling to try things that he is not sure of.

Song Zixuan nodded and did not speak.

Han Rong was silent for a long time, and said: "Xiao Er, my mother can't make decisions for you in this matter, you grow up, you have to take care of it yourself like a man, but remember one sentence, you have to be worthy of your conscience in everything you do, you can't trick people!"

Hearing his mother's advice, Song Zixuan raised his head and nodded vigorously, "Mom, I remember." ”

The next two days were peaceful, Song Zixuan would go to study the recipe after work every day, but he didn't gain anything, as if he couldn't understand the content behind, but in the restaurant, he still clearly felt the change in Yang Dazhui's attitude.

In the past, Yang Dazhui would hardly look at him directly, and at most he would call him when he was working, but now it is different, and Zhang Kui has personally fried Song Zixuan for a working meal for two consecutive days.

After the lunch rush, Yang Dazhui took a takeaway and said, "Xiao Er, you send this takeaway to the Changshou Community, it's that Sister Zhang, you know?"

Song Zixuan naturally knew that Sister Zhang's name was Zhang Meiling, a widow in her forties, who opened a hair salon, but she usually didn't manage it much, she often came to the Chunxiang Restaurant to eat, and every time she had an eyebrow with Yang Da Hammer, once Song Zixuan saw Yang Da Hammer pinch Sister Zhang's buttocks.

"Yes, boss, don't worry. ”

Yang Dazhui smiled: "Well, it's not too busy in the afternoon, you don't have to rush back, just come back at dinner, I'll ask Zhang Kui to fry a pot meat for you." ”

Song Zixuan smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to answer, Yang Dazhui has been extremely attentive in the past two days......

After walking for more than ten minutes, Song Zixuan arrived at the Changshou Community, and when Zhang Meiling took the takeaway, it was called a high cold, and she almost didn't look at Song Zixuan.

But Song Zixuan doesn't care, Zhang Meiling looks like a powerful person, so she naturally doesn't look down on herself as a little miscellaneous person, not to mention that Song Zixuan doesn't care.

After delivering the takeaway, Song Zixuan didn't know what to do, Yang Dazhui said that he was not in a hurry to go back, but there was nowhere to go, after all, he usually went to three o'clock and one line, the restaurant, home, and Fangjing's house.

I was going to go to Fang Jingzhi to stay for a while and chat with the old man, but as he was walking, Song Zixuan noticed that there was a bustle in front of him, and looked up to see that the huge archway was engraved with several large gold characters, Dumen City Antique City.

The antique city of Dumen City is located in the west district of the city, Song Zixuan accompanied Fang Jingzhi once a few years ago, at that time the old man was still very sharp in his legs and feet, and his mind was more sober, he remembered that the old man bought a green cup that time.

Song Zixuan didn't understand it at the time, but later Fang Jingzhi told him that it was a luminous cup of the Song Dynasty, and it was from that time that he began to be a little interested in objects with a sense of age, plus he read a lot of ancient books and history books, which was even more so.

After stopping for a moment, Song Zixuan walked towards the antique city.

The stalls on the left and right of the crowd are next to each other, and they can't be seen, but there are more modern handicrafts on the stalls, at most they are a little old-fashioned, and Song Zixuan is not interested.

It wasn't until a stall that Song Zixuan squatted down and looked at a green sign in the corner of the stall.

The surface of the green card is vicissitudes and mottled, it looks rough, and the brown lanyard is not exquisite, and one section is a little rotten, as if even the owner of the goods did not take it as a good thing, and threw it aside at will.

Song Zixuan held the ground forward and reached the brand, picked it up and looked at it again, there were many cracks on the surface, and the gaps were full of dirt, and the weight was not light.

"Boss, how much does this brand cost?" asked Song Zixuan with his hand on the sign.

Fang Jingzhi is a native of Yanjing, likes to play with some things, and has also told Song Zixuan a lot of knowledge about antiques, the most important thing is how to buy antiques.

The premise of buying antiques is not to make the owner feel that you really like this thing, and sometimes you can't even look at it a second time, because if you see it, it is a reminder to the owner.

Because of this, Song Zixuan held the sign and did not show any liking on his face.

"Oh well, you give five hundred dollars. The owner said casually.

Song Zixuan smiled secretly, he knew that the owner of the goods was also like this on purpose, if he casually said a low price, people would definitely ask for it directly, so he didn't care about saying a high price, not only did it seem that the thing was good, but it was also possible to kill a wronged man.

However, Song Zixuan just shook his head and smiled, threw the things back again, and continued to look at other things.

Seeing this, the owner of the goods said: "Little brother, I really want to be cheaper." ”

"Hehe, it's not a cheaper thing, I'm just looking at it, buying and playing, I don't plan to spend so much money. Song Zixuan smiled faintly, and didn't look at the green card again while speaking.

"And how much are you going to spend?"

Hearing this, Song Zixuan had a bottom in his heart, the owner obviously didn't take the green card as a good thing, so he wanted to sell it quickly.

"I don't know these things, I just want to buy something to go home and make my brother happy, I only have twenty yuan on me, you can sell it if you can sell it, if you don't sell it, I'll look at other things." ”

After speaking, Song Zixuan got up to leave, and the owner hurriedly said: "Twenty yuan, what are you kidding, little brother, this way, how about you give me fifty?"

Song Zixuan shook his head and smiled: "The key is that I have twenty yuan, I'll take a look at something else." ”

"Come on, twenty is for you, but there is no box, and the cost of my box is five yuan. The owner said, picked up the green card, rubbed it on his body, and handed it to Song Zixuan.

Song Zixuan was so happy in his heart, he hurriedly took the green card and put it in his pocket, and at the same time gave the owner twenty yuan.

In the antique shop, if you take a fancy to something, you are fighting with your heart, you are kind, and the other party deceives you and bankrupts, so you must be raped, otherwise you can't mix.

Song Zixuan was about to leave, when he saw a girl walking into the crowd, the girl was wearing dark jeans, her legs were extremely slender, and the simple white undershirt had no more decoration except for a trademark on the cuffs, as for the trademark, Song Zixuan didn't know it.

Showing people without makeup, it is not inferior to all kinds of heavy makeup and light makeup, the willow eyebrows are horizontally opened, the pretty nose is slightly straight on the cherry lips, and a pair of watery eyes are clear and thorough.

It can be said that this is an almost impeccable facial feature, and with a white and tender pink face, it can be called perfect.

Looking at the girl, Song Zixuan was stunned for a few seconds, she was so big...... I've never seen such a beautiful girl......

The girl squatted down and gently lifted one side of her long hair, emitting a burst of fragrance that hit her heart and lungs.

"Boss, how much does this bottle cost?"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, a young man behind her also squatted down and said with a tender face: "Hehe, this thing is good, Yaqi, do you like it? I'll give it to you." ”

The girl named Yaqi turned her head and glanced at him: "No, I have my own money." ”

"Girl, you have a vision, this is the Ming Dynasty, and there is a section from the Yongle period at the bottom, if you really like it, we can talk about the price." The owner laughed.

Hearing this, the man said, "Talk about the price, are you still afraid that the price will scare me to death?"

"Then how can it be, this eldest brother seems to be a rich and powerful figure, but you still have to negotiate a price to do business, right?" said the shipper.

"Then tell me, how much?"

"150,000, no two prices!"

After the owner finished speaking, the man picked up the porcelain vase and looked at it, and nodded slowly: "Hmm...... It's from the Ming Dynasty, Yaqi, my father also collected a lot of antiques, I still know a little about these, I'll give you one. ”

Yaqi said with some doubts: "You mean...... Is this the real thing?"

"Don't worry, hehe, I have more antiques at home, and my eyes are definitely up to half an expert. The man smiled softly and said.

After speaking, the man took out his credit card to settle the bill, and the owner of the goods also took out the POSS machine.

At this moment, there was a burst of laughter from the side: "Hehe, it's really rich, 150,000 yuan." ”