Chapter 7: Lafite in '82
Liao Yuan, who got up early in the morning, met yesterday's mother and son downstairs.
"Hello brother!"
Although the elementary school student's face was a little sluggish, the brother's call was still very affectionate.
Liao Yuan wanted to say hello to the primary school student, but he was stunned by the primary school student's mother, and the words he just thought of swallowed back into his stomach.
"This woman..."
Liao Yuan shook his head helplessly.
These pictures are clearly seen by an old man, yesterday's conflict with the mother of a primary school student, and then to the mixed doubles of a primary school student, until today's scene, I have seen it.
"You're good, young man. ”
The old man said happily.
As he spoke, he gave Liao Yuan a thumbs up.
Liao Yuan smiled faintly and said.
"This kind of person is crazy with Jackie Chan, and if he doesn't mention it, I'm afraid it will ruin his child's childhood. ”
"One thing to say, indeed. Uncle used to let his son Jackie Chan, but now that I think about it, I was really confused at that time. ”
Liao Yuan then squatted down and chatted with the old man about his young past, and casually let the old man remember the past.
"Young man, you're not married, are you?"
Liao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and nodded subconsciously.
"Tsk, why don't I introduce my daughter to you, my daughter has no shortcomings, just a little fat. ”
A little fat? Apocalypse Tank?
Liao Yuan thought about the picture of a woman of nearly 300 lying in his arms, and his face turned pale.
"No, I'm still young and don't want to get married so early. ”
The uncle looked at Liao Yuan and found that he was only in his early twenties.
"Haha, yes, when you get married, someone will take care of you. ”
The old man smiled and continued to ask.
"By the way, why did you come out to collect the rags when you are young? Isn't it easy for you to find a decent job as a college student?"
"If you pick up a rag, will you still be able to find your daughter-in-law in the future? If you want to make do with my daughter, the uncle doesn't want your bride price." ”
As soon as these words came out, Liao Yuan couldn't help but laugh.
This old man is at least in his 50s this year, so no matter how young his daughter is, she will be in her early 30s, if she is a rich woman, it is better to say, if not...
No, I have to find a way to go, otherwise when I am really fooled into by this uncle, it will be over.
Just when Liao Yuan was about to slip away, the old man changed his words and said to the depths of Liao Yuan's heart.
"Oh yes, uncle, I remembered that there are still some waste products at home that have not been disposed of, since I met you today, I will give it to you. ”
"Really?"
"Then there can be a fake, come. ”
With that, the old man picked up the small bench on the ground and took Liao Yuan to a residential house.
I only saw a pile of waste products, which were placed at the door of the uncle's house.
"I wanted to sell it today, but the lady who collected the scrap didn't come. ”
Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were full of disappointment.
"Now you're going to take it all. ”
Listening to the uncle's words, Liao Yuan couldn't help but rub his hands.
"Hehe, then you're welcome. ”
"What's so polite, these wine bottles, cardboard boxes, are not worth much, but they have accumulated too much, and my old lady is reluctant to lose them. ”
The uncle waved his hand and motioned for Liao Yuan to make a move.
There looked like a lot of waste, but it didn't take long for Liao Yuan to move all the waste to the three wheels.
Then, the system prompts sounded one after another.
"Ding! received 12 plastic bottles, reward 1200 yuan"
"Ding! Receive a bottle of expired VC, reward 500 yuan"
"Ding! received 1 pound of cardboard box, reward 1200 yuan"
With the prompt sound of the system, and the mobile phone vibrates, the balance of Liao Yuan's bank card is growing rapidly.
Don't look at the value of each reward.
But I can't hold up too many things!
Liao Yuan estimated it.
"I'll take all these things, at least I can get tens of thousands of yuan. ”
You must know that on weekdays, Liao Yuan's income is about 10,000 or 20,000 a day, but today, he has completed several days of performance.
"Uncle is a good man!"
Looking at Liao Yuan's happy appearance, the old man was also happy.
"Ding! Receive a wine bottle, reward a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite!
Sprite in '82?
No, Rafaite in '82. Liao Yuan, who usually only drinks beer, really doesn't know the value of 82 Lafite.
"Forget it, it's good to collect it, and now this thing is also worth keeping. ”
When Liao Yuan thought so.
The door of the uncle's house was suddenly opened. 、
Immediately after, a middle-aged man walked out.
The man saw Liao Yuan who was constantly carrying it at first glance, and then said with some vigilance.
"Who are you?"
At this time, the old man spoke.
"Why are you here, Liao Yuan, let me introduce you, this is my Di'er. ”
In the blink of an eye, the uncle continued to smile and laugh.
"Isn't it that the eldest lady didn't come before, so I sold these rags to this little brother first. ”
The old man's son nodded, and then looked at Liao Yuan.
"Collect the rags, hurry up, I'll have to go out later." ”
The old man glared and opened his mouth to say.
"Don't you have a name?"
The old man's son shook his shoulders and entered the house with a nonchalant expression.
The old man was a little embarrassed: "Little brother Liao, my son has this temper, haha." ”
"It's okay, it's okay. Liao Yuan said with a smile, "Uncle, I have taken it all away, thank you today." ”
"Hey, what's polite, remember to come often in the future. ”
Liao Yuan smiled and nodded to the two of them, and then went out of the room.
As soon as he left the room, the old man's son started nagging at the uncle.
"Dad, you're so old, and you're still like this. No matter how good my sister is, she is not a poor collector who can marry. ”
"Don't underestimate Liao Yuan, people drive BMWs!"
"You're talking about the BMW tricycle?"
"That..."
Without waiting for the old man to speak, his son continued.
"What is it bad to do at a young age, but to collect scrap, is this collection of scrap a serious person's business? You say, can this kind of person give my sister happiness? Can he feed my sister with the little money he collects?"
...
And these words reached Liao Yuan's ears word by word.
Liao Yuan was silent, and he didn't want to marry his sister, but he said that he was poor, and Liao Yuan was not happy.
Although his son also cares about his sister, he said that he is poor, and Liao Yuan feels that he needs to make a name for himself.
Also, for the old man's kindness of ceding the waste, Liao Yuan felt that he had to respond!
Liao Yuan hesitated, turned around and knocked on the door.
It was the old man's son who opened the door this time, and he looked at Liao Yuan's eyes, full of unhappiness.
"What else is going on with you?"
"It's nothing, it's just that I forgot something for my uncle. ”
As he spoke, he showed Rafe in his hand.
"I see that my uncle loves to drink, I have a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite here, I don't usually drink, so I give it to my uncle, and I don't know if my uncle can drink it. ”
The old man's son stared at the exquisitely packaged wine bottle in Liao Yuan's hand and frowned.
"Okay, thank you. ”
After speaking, he snapped and closed the door.
Liao Yuan nodded and rode away.
At this time, the conversation between the two fathers and sons in the house sounded.
"Who?"
"The one who collected the scrap just now. ”
As the uncle and son spoke, he threw the wine bottle in his hand into the trash.
"What's that?"
"The scrap was sent to you, I thought that drinking fake wine was not good for you, so I threw it away for you. ”
"Huh? ”
His son looked at the uncle's serious eyes, and reluctantly picked up the wine bottle from the trash can and handed it to the uncle.
"Why did you lose it, Xiao Liao is also kind. ”
As he spoke, the uncle put on his reading glasses and studied it.
"What a good intention, don't drink the fake wine you picked up, I'll buy you some good ones when the time comes. ”
After the old man and son finished speaking, he lay down on the sofa.
"You little B cub, call the other Xiao Liao back. This is 82 Lafite, can you ask for it?"
"Isn't it just '82 Lafite? Rafi?!"
The uncle's son jumped up from the sofa, took the wine bottle in the uncle's hand, and carefully studied it.
"Damn, it's really Lafite. ”
The old man was speechless: "This Lafite, but he is older than you, and now he has to pay 10,000 or 20,000 yuan for a bottle." ”
The old man's son shook his head.
"I saw this wine in a friend's shop, and it has risen to more than 100,000 bottles, and I just took a picture of the wine for him, and he has already confirmed that it is genuine. ”
"Then what nonsense are you talking about, hurry up and call people back, take such a valuable thing, aren't you afraid that I will lose my life?"
At this time, the old man's son finally reacted and hurriedly opened the door.
Then, when he chased out, where could Liao Yuan still be seen?
Liao Yuan didn't know where to go for a long time.