"Third master, the little hand has sent you back. Zhong Yuemin sat on the chair with his buttocks, and moving the sofa made him choke enough.

"Master Zhong, what are you doing here, why did you move such a foreign thing?" Hou San'er looked at the sofa that Zhong Yuemin moved back, confused.

"This is a gift from my little hand, and he loves this. Zhong Yuemin said.

"You've become a jing! is this what you can sit on?" Hou San'er glared at his little hand and reprimanded.

The little hand smiled, "Uncle Shi, this sofa is comfortable! Don't believe it, you can sit down!"

Saying that, he pulled Hou San'er to sit on the sofa, but Hou San'er couldn't twist it, so he had to sit down.

"What's so comfortable about this, it's so soft, it hurts to do it for a long time!"

Hou San'er's buttocks haven't fully sat up, and he has to get up, but he is really not used to sitting down, and it is not as comfortable as a hardwood chair.

"Oh, uncle, can you sit for a while! You try it up and down, it's fun!" The little hand insisted that Hou San'er enjoy the fun of the sofa.

Hou San'er was impatient, "Go! I've been crazy outside for two days, you see that the makeup on your face is almost dry, why don't you hurry up and clean up, we will be out of the stall in two hours!"

"Oh~" Xiao Shou walked back to the bedroom disappointed.

"Xiaoshou is going to help me, don't blame him, third master. Zhong Yuemin explained.

"This kid has been wandering since he was a child, and he has a wild temperament, I let him dress up maturely, one is to cover for business, and the other is to suppress his temperament. Hou San'er smiled and said to Zhong Yuemin, "After staying with you for two days, this temperament is a little unbearable!"

"Little hands are so old, it's natural to love to play, you can't hold it down. Zhong Yuemin said, "You should also let him out of the wind appropriately." ”

"This kid belongs to the monkey, just settle down in front of you, if I let the wind blow on him, I can stab him this day!" Hou San'er sighed and shook his head.

Zhong Yuemin smiled, "Then this kid is quite good at acting!"

"Uncle Shi, are you burying your apprentice like this?!" The little hand washed his face and came out of the back room, complaining to Hou San'er.

Zhong Yuemin turned his head to look, yo ho, he saw the true face of his little hands for the first time, and washed the ginger water, this kid looks quite white, except that he is a little thinner than himself, everything else is not bad at all, and he feels a little creamy.

Zhong Yuemin touched his chin narcissistically, and sighed that when this kid grows up, it is estimated that he will be the second girl killer in Sijiu City, and the first is of course himself!

"Hurry up and serve tea to Zhong Ye!" Hou San'er shouted, "Then go cook!" You haven't eaten two cold wotou in my absence for the past two days, you want to starve me to death!"

"Got it!" replied the little hand, "Listen to your voice, you don't look like a person who has been hungry for two days!"

"You little rabbit cub!" Hou San'er said and was about to take off his shoes, looking at the posture to twitch his little hands.

Before Zhong Yuemin stepped forward to stop him, his little hand ran away with a smile, it seems that these two people are usually so amused.

"Let Zhong Ye see and smile!" Hou San'er saw Zhong Yuemin's surprised expression, his old face turned red, and he put on his shoes quietly.

"It's okay, you're a lot more cheerful than before. "Of course Zhong Yuemin can't say that your old boy is probably also a monkey.

Hou San'er couldn't help laughing, "I've been alone all my life, it's my luck to meet a little hand when I'm old, after the master's craftsmanship is available, even if I die, I can be blinded, and it can be regarded as an explanation to my master and brother." ”

Hou San'er was smiling, but tears overflowed in his eyes, but he kept rolling in his eyes.

"Master Zhong, Uncle Shi, it's time to eat!" At this time, the little hand came out with a plate.

Zhong Yuemin clearly saw that the tears in Hou San'er's eyes magically disappeared, as if he had been taken in.

"Why is it so fast?" Hou San'er instantly changed his expression, as if he was not the one who was moved to tears just now, "Don't fool me!"

The little hands and feet quickly put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, "Who dares to fool you? This is your favorite dumpling with mutton filling, are you satisfied?"

"When did you make dumplings?Why don't you say a word?" Hou San'er was still dissatisfied: "It hurt me to eat cold nest head for two days!"

"I don't want this!" Xiao Shou said angrily: "I told you when I left, the dumplings were hanging under the eaves and frozen, but you didn't fire for two days!"

"Let me do it myself, then what do you want you to do?" Hou San'er blew his beard and glared, and he didn't forget to stuff dumplings in his mouth.

"You!" the little hand was so angry that he couldn't do it.

"Okay, okay, blame me!" Zhong Yuemin hurriedly interrupted, "Third master, don't blame Xiaoshou, this matter is mainly to blame me, I called Xiaoshou to help, delaying your meal!"

"No······· Master Zhong, I don't mean to blame you!" Hou San'er saw Zhong Yuemin blaming himself, and then he realized that he was speaking inappropriately, and hurriedly explained.

Zhong Yuemin said: "It's okay! You blame me, too! I happened to tell you something." ”

"You command. Hou San'er said.

"Little hands, I have the ability to look at old things, I want him to go to Panjiayuan to help me collect things, do you think it?" Zhong Yuemin asked.

"I'm here to succeed, I'm afraid that Xiaoshou is young and will delay your business!" Hou San'er glanced at Xiaoshou and hesitated.

Zhong Yuemin said with a straight face: "Don't worry, no matter what the little hands do, I will admit it!

"Master Zhong, you've said everything you have said about this, if I stop it again, I don't know how to lift, so let him go. Hou San'er agreed, but said solemnly to the little hand standing next to him: "Zhong Ye values you, you have to work hard, don't come nonsense!"

"Got it, Master!" replied with a solemn hand.

"Third master, let me tell you something. Zhong Yuemin said again.

Hou San'er, who was sandwiching dumplings, was stunned and didn't pick it up several times, so he had to look up and say, "Master Zhong, you say." ”

Zhong Yuemin was a little embarrassed, and put the dumplings that Hou San'er didn't pick up and put them in his bowl, "It's not a big deal, Wang Laosan's two hundred yuan was exchanged for before, and I was a little tight on hand, so I asked you to borrow it for emergency relief." ”

"Master Zhong, if you want to use the money, you can take it!" Hou San'er breathed a sigh of relief, "When you have enough money, it's not too late to pay it back!"

"Hey, thank you, Third Master, I will replace wine with tea, and I will do it first!" Zhong Yuemin happily drank the tea in the cup.

Hou San'er still wanted to say some kind words, Zhong Yuemin turned his head and said to Xiaoshou: "Start work at night!"

"Hey!" said Little Hand happily.

"What kind of work?" Hou San'er wondered.

"Take the two hundred yuan and go to Panjiayuan to collect something!" replied the little hand.

Hou San'er was stunned for a moment, then turned to Zhong Yuemin and said, "Master Zhong, why don't you let the little hand go, what if you want to lose the two hundred yuan?"

"I can't lose! I only buy but don't sell, even if it's a brick, I can increase the price if I hoard too much, right?" Zhong Yuemin smiled, "Have you eaten your little hands?"

"Eat it!" The little hand took advantage of Zhong Yuemin's efforts to put on his shoes and kept stuffing dumplings into his mouth.

Zhong Yuemin strode out of the door, "Let's go!"

The little hands also followed.

Hou San'er sat on the kang, stuffed a dumpling into his mouth, and muttered: "I only buy but don't sell, when can I pay back the money?

·········

Zhong Yuemin and Xiaoshou were driving the car, and there were still many places away from Panjiayuan, so Xiaoshou let them find a place to stop, for fear of causing misunderstanding.

"People in this place are afraid of driving, and when the movement is loud and the lights are bright, they all slip away. The little hand clasped his sleeve and wiped his nose, "The people who drive are all public families, and they are all scared!"

Zhong Yuemin wore a dogskin hat, wrapped in a military coat, wore a vertical collar, and his hands were also wrapped in his sleeves, and he didn't speak, so he walked forward with his head down.

It was so cold that Zhong Yuemin felt that talking consumed heat.

The place of Panjiayuan is not the same as that of later generations, it is a wasteland, which is full of construction waste and soil, forming soil buns.

When Zhong Yuemin and Xiaoshou arrived, it was still early, and few people had arrived.

Most of the people who have already come are looking for a sheltered place under the dirt buns to stand, each with their sleeves folded, and they glance at people when they see them coming, and they definitely don't shout.

Everything to be sold is placed on the ground, and there is a horse lamp or kerosene lamp on the side, which illuminates a place so that people can see things clearly.

If you want to be a little more detailed, I'm sorry, bring your own flashlight.

If the buyer can take out an aluminum flashlight, it must be a regular customer, and the seller will be a little more down-to-earth when the price is offered, if you don't bring anything, just point to the seller's kerosene lamp to look at things, and people will not stop it, but the price is for sure.

The little hand took Zhong Yuemin around for a while, and without stopping, he found a place to squat.

"Didn't anyone come?" Zhong Yuemin asked in a low voice.

"It's still early, I guess those people are still on the way, and they will definitely be there in another hour or two. "The little hand said this, how long the white mist sprayed.

Zhong Yuemin nodded his chin to that side, "What are those people mainly selling?"

"Sell old furniture, scattered small items or something, and make money for dinner. "Kokuto.

"Where did you get so much furniture?" Zhong Yuemin asked.

"There are many dilapidated houses in the city, and I can't get by, and everything I can sell is sold out, so I can only sell furniture. Xiaoshou said contemptuously, "There are still a lot of things that were copied from the family a few years ago, and now there are many things that have been taken out and sold." ”

Zhong Yuemin's heart moved, furniture collection has been brought up by foreigners since the nineties, and now no one has thought about collecting furniture at all, and it is sold as second-hand old goods.

Furniture made of precious wood will also be a little more expensive, but it is also limited, and it is not comparable to the madness of later generations.

"Little hands, do you know how to look at furniture?" Zhong Yuemin asked.

"No, I haven't thought about it. The little hand said directly.

"Aren't you able to sense the age of the objects?" Zhong Yuemin had a hint of expectation, "Can you know how old the furniture is?"

"Huh?" sniffled his little hand, "I haven't tried!"

Zhong Yuemin stood up, "Let's go, let's try it!"

The little hand was still squatting, looking at Zhong Yuemin in surprise, how could this master think that one is one?

"This chair looks very good, how can it be sold?" Zhong Yuemin didn't know how to look at the furniture, so he picked a chair that looked the most beautiful.

"This is copied from the home of a senior Kuomintang official, if you like it, how about the price?" The seller hid his hand in his sleeve and stretched out to Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin understood what the seller meant, that is, he wanted to negotiate the price in the sleeve cage, but he had seen Zheng Tong get it, and he didn't learn it, he was in a dilemma, and the seller also saw that he was a new hand.

Just when the seller wanted to quote money directly, the little hand arrived in time.

"Yo, Brother Hand,!" the seller greeted politely, apparently knowing Little Hand, "This is your friend?"

"This is my eldest brother, who is about to get married, and there are shortcomings in the furniture at home, so I came to see it, and I scattered with me carelessly. Brother Hand introduced.

"Oh, that's the case, I said Brother Hand, you usually look at porcelain, why are you suddenly interested in furniture. The seller was relieved, "I have these old furniture, it is more appropriate for your eldest brother to use new furniture for his wedding, right?"

"I just like these old furniture, it's comfortable to look at!" Zhong Yuemin interjected, "What do you call it?"

"My friends in the industry call me Li Mutou, who specializes in furniture. The seller continued: "What you said just now is so right, the old furniture looks comfortable, and now people like everything new, and there is no taste at all!"

"Brother Li and I are really in love, I am going to replace all the furniture in the house with this style, preferably a complete set!" Zhong Yuemin continued, "I don't know if there are so many over there Brother Li?"

"This?" Li Mutou was a little worried, "Many of these old furniture are single-piece, it is easy to match a pair of chairs and tables, but it is not easy to match the whole house with a complete set." ”

"It doesn't have to be exactly the same, as long as it can be put together. Zhong Yuemin gave way, "It's just that these furniture materials must be good, huanghuali, rosewood, agarwood, these are the best!"

"It's not that difficult, but it takes a bit of effort to help you put it together. What Li Mutou said surprised Zhong Yuemin, could it be that these precious woods that were collected and praised by later generations are now everywhere?

"Don't be embarrassed, as long as the wood is good, some vintages, you can send them to me, the price is negotiable!" Zhong Yuemin said empathetically, "You and Xiaoshou are friends, I'll give you some deposit first!"

When Li Mutou heard this, this young man called Brother Hand Xiaoshou, and his tone was so big, it meant that it must not be small, so he said politely: "No need for a deposit, I have known Brother Hand for a long time, I can trust him, and I can trust you! I don't know when you want these furniture?"

"Only if you have good things, just send them to the little hands, and I will accept them all!" Zhong Yuemin opened his mouth, completely ignoring the little hands that kept making eyes next to him.

Li Mutou said happily: "That's a good dare! I don't have to get up so early and come here in the dark in the future, just help you directly, you will give a hard-earned money when the time comes, will it be successful?"

"Don't worry, I won't let you do it in vain!" Zhong Yuemin said: "But things must be good!"

"Don't worry, I can't smash my own job!" Li Mutou replied.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the chair in front of him again, "When is this furniture?"

"I can't say what year it is, it doesn't look like it's from the Ming Dynasty, it may be earlier, it's really beautiful to put on the bread syrup!" Li Mutou scratched his head and said.