Liang Yong was busy until almost 12 o'clock before sorting out the books in Uncle Lu's room: dividing the books into three, six, nine and so on: those with collection value, those with learning reference value, those that can be sold as teaching and research materials, and those that can be sold as scrap manuscripts and rotten confetti......

Each category is stacked separately in one place, and roughly counted, the collection accounts for nearly 100 books; the other two categories also have 3 or 400 books, and the remaining waste paper accounts for 50 percent and hundreds of catties. This time it can be regarded as making a lot of money, even if it sells waste paper, it can be sold for five or six hundred yuan, not including those useful books.

To have this income in the morning, Liang Yong is also a little proud for a while. Patting the dusty clothes, he said to Jin Qiaoqiao: "Qiaoqiao, please go to Da Liu's stall for a big meal at noon." ”

Jin Qiaoqiao was also busy with him all morning, although the rough work was done by Liang Yong, but in order to prevent those useful books from being sold by Liang Yong as waste paper, she also covered her nose with one hand and turned up and down in the bookshelf with the other, and she was tired enough.

"Ahem...... If you don't have any grade at all, you know that eating roadside stalls is unhygienic?" Jin Qiaoqiao complained after coughing several times in the living room.

As a reporter until now, she has completely detached herself from her role, regarded herself as Liang Yong's girlfriend, and began to discipline her strictly.

"Hey, hey, this. Isn't it that I haven't made much money yet? When I make a lot of money in the future, I invite you to a five-star hotel every day...... 7 star hotel. Liang Yong scratched his head and laughed, muttering to himself in his heart: "I want to go to a high-end hotel, but I must also be able to afford it! ”

"That's not going to work! No matter how bad it is, you have to go to McDonald's for fast food. Jin Qiaoqiao pouted and said, she doesn't eat the things from the roadside stalls!

"Okay, okay! We're going to McDonald's." Liang Yong could only compromise, thinking that McDonald's was okay, and two people could get it for fifty yuan.

"Then hurry up, let's go!I'm starving!" Jin Qiaoqiao urged, only eating two small steamed buns in the morning in order to lose weight, and he was already hungry at this time.

"Hehe, I'll have to wait a while. I called Liu Laogen, who collected the waste products, to come and pull the waste paper, and he arrived immediately. Liang Yong sneered again.

I can't help it, I don't have any money in my pocket! I don't sell the waste paper, and I don't have the money to pay the bill for fast food.

"Huh! You're so troublesome. Jin Qiaoqiao glared at him angrily and ran to the bathroom to dress up.

Three minutes later, a loud shout rang out: "Collect the rags! Do you sell waste paper, plastic bottles, oil cans, scrap iron, and faucets! Collect old televisions, old furniture, old doors and windows, and old cotton wool! Recycle all kinds of high-end gifts at a high price!"

The sound downstairs didn't stop, and a ghostly middle-aged man with a full beard turned out of the door. Poked Liang with the scale rod in his hand and said with a wicked smile on his buttocks: "Brother Xiao Liang!

"Wow fuck, Liu Laogen, are you a human or a ghost, why did the voice come up downstairs?" Liang Yong was startled, hugged his ass and jumped around and scolded.

"Haha, now that the times have progressed, I don't want to use the whole tape recorder or something, and record the sound in it in advance. When you go out to do business, you don't have to shout in pain, and you won't shout wrong......" Liu Laogen said with a smile.

"Everything is there, you can make a price! I will sell it if it is reasonable, and I am still waiting for dinner!" Liang pointed to the pile of waste books and said, too lazy to grind with him again, if you spend this person with him, he can talk to you for three days and three nights without serious words.

"Haha, Brother Xiao Liang is the boss, he drives a car again, sells old goods, and even the beautiful little daughter-in-law has him with him......" Liu Laogen glanced at the waste book, and he was still talking to Liang without talking about business.

When Jin Qiaoqiao heard this, he was so angry that his apricot eyes widened, but it was not good to deal with this rough man.

"Don't talk nonsense, we're not there yet. Liang Yong hurriedly winked at Liu Laogen and gestured.

"Haha, I understand, it's still the preliminary stage...... Brother Xiaoliang, you are not afraid that the Yu'er girl in the family will be angry. Liu Laogen smiled even brighter on his face, looking very knowing, and leaned into Liang Yong's ear and said, but his voice did not decrease at all.

"You...... If you don't buy waste paper, you can't buy it and leave quickly. Liang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and then he understood his bad intentions.

"Three hundred yuan! I will take all these three hundred yuan, and promise not to tell Miss Yu'er that there is another beauty here. Liu Laogen changed his words, stretched out three black and dirty fingers and smiled.

"Five hundred, less than five hundred is not sold. Only then did Liang understand that he had been gagping for half a day, and the real purpose was here. Of course, I Xiaoliang is not easy to mess with, stick to the position.

"Three hundred! uh...... That girl, let me tell you one thing, Brother Xiao Liang already has a ...... at home" Liu Laogen did not let go, locked his target on Jin Qiaoqiao, greeted loudly, and was pushed out of the house by Liang with his mouth covered in the middle of speaking.

While going out, Liang Yong also turned back to Jin Qiaoqiao and smiled and said, "Hehe, Qiaoqiao, you wait a while, I'll come back after talking to him about business." ”

Jin Qiaoqiao stomped his feet with his cheeks puffed out, turned around and didn't bother to look at him.

"Liu Laogen, you want to spoil my good deeds, right?" Liang said with a hideous threat in the corridor.

"Haha, I don't dare. Three hundred and five, this is my highest price. Liu Laogen continued to smile.

Jin Qiaoqiao secretly ran behind the door to eavesdrop.

"Then I'll go back in the evening and tell my sister-in-law that you went to the royal sister at noon. Four hundred and five, it can't be lower!" Liang Yong said.

"Hey, I didn't go to Xiaoyu at all, you can't frame me!" Liu Laogen was so anxious that he even forgot to say the mantra 'haha'. Acquaintances call the royal sister 'Xiaoyu'.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll frame you. Liang smiled wickedly.

"Well, I only have 400 yuan, which is the food cost of our family for the second half of the month. Not a penny more. Liu Laogen said dejectedly.

"Deal! Get the money. Liang Yong let go of him, a smile of triumph on his face.

"Haha, Brother Xiaoliang, every time I do business with you, I lose money. You can't take care of me once and let me earn a little bit. Liu Laogen turned out four brand-new 100 cards from the broken wallet on his waist, and each one was pulled and pulled in Liang Yong's hand, with a bitter gourd on his face, which was more uncomfortable than his dead father.

"Cut, when did I have a business that didn't take care of you!" Liang Yong snatched four big hundred, and cursed in a comfortable mood.

Liu Laogen found a hemp bag full of five sacks, and Liang Yong and Liang Yong moved the waste books three times before loading the waste books onto his electric tricycle. Liu Laogen still didn't leave, his eyes were fixed on the two wooden bookshelves that had been emptied, and his eyes were rolling.

"Haha, Brother Xiaoliang, all the books have been sold to me, and these two broken bookshelves will be given to me as well! ”

"Uh, here you go...... That's impossible. Let's go, let's go!" Liang almost agreed to him casually, just when he saw his treacherous gaze, he looked back vigilantly, only to find that the two bookshelves were not ordinary, and immediately turned around and drove him away.

Then he took a closer look at the bookshelves. The bookshelves are pitch black, and the color of the original paint is no longer distinguishable. It is also very well preserved, the side baffles are still carved with lace, and the bottom of the four pillars is carved into the shape of an unknown animal standing on the floor. Lifting the bookshelf up with your hands, it was actually quite heavy, much heavier than ordinary wooden furniture.