What adjectives should I use in this room?

This Fan Dongfang invited everyone into the house, but let alone sit in the house, even the feet have to find a place to settle.

Shoes, socks, including clothes, are thrown everywhere, and it is impossible to distinguish between clean and sloppy, and the soot and cigarette butts on the ground feel that the ground can be covered with it, and you can still see the spitting sputum in your mouth.

On a small table, the newspaper of the Majing and the lunch box of the lunch box were mixed together.

The already small windows, and the messy things hanging on the windowsills, made the house even darker.

As soon as the door was opened, Yuan Yan and Meng Lian covered their mouths and hid out.

There are no people in this house.

"Mr. Fan, you can take out the objects. There are a lot of us, don't step on anything that is not appropriate. ”

The landlord snickered in the back.

"Come out, he's a circle, not a house. As long as he can stay, opening the door can make my whole house stink. ”

Fan Dongfang is holding a ......? I'll go. The grandson casually wrapped it in autumn clothes, and then poured it on the coffee table.

A pile, a real pile, can't tell if it's an old object, or even the material. Other people's belongings are slurry, and his bunch of stuff is especially dirty.

The scroll is a ruler-long scroll, and the background color may be yellow, at first glance it is dark gray, and it is the same color as the cement of the exterior wall.

A few pieces of Zigang brand-style charms, black and not slippery, and the engraved lines have been filled with black mud. I can't see the material.

The rest, such as beads, prayer beads, bracelets, rings, and wrenches, are not visible in their primary colors and cannot be identified as materials.

Chen Tiange glanced at the landlord.

"Don't look at me, the one I took is quite clean, I guess this grandson has been playing with it in his hand. ”

The landlord is a nice person, with a smile on his face, and he also took a small wooden stick and handed it to Chen Tiange, which was for him to pick and look through. Whoever sees this piece of garbage can't do anything, it's so disgusting.

"Mr. Fan, this pile of ...... How much are you going to sell?"

Chen Tiange picked a few times at random, and wanted to say that it was a pile of garbage, but he felt embarrassed, but it was an object, and there was some dirt on the object, so he simply ignored it.

Don't look dirty, there are indeed a lot of good things in it, and even boutiques. Even Chen Tiange looked sideways.

The main thing is that most of the tokens in this pile of rags are the tokens of various positions of Qianmen, and it is no wonder that the other party did not make a move.

Belch...... No! maybe...... The ancestors of the warlords lived a prosperous life and did not need to make a move. Fan Dongfang's father should know the origin of these things, and he didn't dare to make a move, Fan Dongfang has no eyes and doesn't understand the value of these things at all.

"Guys, you're big bosses. You will give 100,000 for these things...... No, half a million will do. After speaking, he grinned and showed a black tooth smile.

How many brothers are mallets?

Chen Tiange threw the small wooden stick in his hand, and clapped his hands symbolically, as if his hands were stained with dust. Then he got up.

"Let's go. ”

Chen Tiange originally felt that karma had already been retributed, but looking at this grandson's appearance, he didn't have the heart to deal with him about the old grievances. It seems that there is something hateful about the poor man.

Although it was disgusting in his house, Chen Tiange didn't mind looting this grandson at night, and it could be regarded as an explanation for himself, the inheritor of a thousand sects.

"Boom la la......" Everyone got up without a trace of hesitation.

"Why are you hitting the streets! You still have 500,000 yuan? You want to go crazy thinking about money? There is a money owner to clean up your pile of rags, even if Wong Tai Sin takes care of you, you are really greedy and insufficient! You deserve your grandson to be poor!"

The landlord was furious, what is this?

"Huh... Eh...... Are you bargaining? Isn't there a demand for repayment?"

"Mr. Fan, you're not doing business, you're catching a big deal. I don't want to accompany you, you can keep it for yourself. When you go back and meet someone who knows the goods, you can sell millions or millions. ”

Chen Tiange didn't even pause, and continued to walk outside. He could only hope that the landlord's enthusiasm had not been extinguished by the grandson's actions, and that he would facilitate the deal for him, an old tenant, and that he would have rent to collect. To put it bluntly, this is also to draw money for himself.

Really......

"Bosses, he's just a short-sighted one. I didn't ask for the ability, I just wanted to make a fortune, or I wouldn't go to Macau every week. You should give me a face, and then we will discuss. ”

You have the face of fart, but the master is waiting for you to get involved.

"This benevolent brother, it's not that we are insincere, since we are all here, whether this pile of garbage is an object or not, we also have dates or not. You see, too, is that pile of junk still there? No one will pick it up on the street!"

"Fan Dongfang, why don't you sell it or not? Bei Nima wastes Lao Tzu's spit, if you don't sell it, get out of here as soon as possible, you have no money to continue renting a house!"

Indeed, this pile of things can only be garbage on the street, and no one will pick it up, which is so disgusting.

"100,000, 100,000!"

"At most, 30,000 yuan, love to sell or not. Chen Tiange and his entourage had just stopped and were ready to walk with their legs raised.

This time, there was really a back-and-forth bargaining.

Fifty-five thousand deals.

"Mr. Fan, you will have a piece of that jade pendant, if there is still a price of 38,000!"

"Yes, there is still a piece. Broken. ”

Hearing this, Chen Tiange really had the heart to smoke. Look at the landlord's expression and also have this meaning.

Back on Hollywood Street, Chen Tiange put the objects wrapped in horse warp as if he were wearing gloves, not to protect the objects, but to avoid getting his hands dirty. It's so dirty!

Zhan Dagui also prepared all kinds of guys for cleaning.

"Brother Chen, this ......" Cui Baoqing and they all knew the tokens of the Qianmen Division, although they had never seen the real thing, their respective masters had described and sketched them in detail.

"In the early years, they did a bureau, provoked a warlord, and were wiped out. There were nearly 100 people up and down, and they ran out of the master and uncle. It should be the ancestor of this Fan Dongfang. ”

"Then Fan Dongfang, let's ......"

"No need. Uncle Shi didn't let him care about it from the beginning, besides, his family can be regarded as retribution, this Fan Dongfang... It didn't take long to ignore him. ”

The uncle and nephew of the war leader, like invisible people, do not speak, just do the work in their hands, and keep cleaning various objects.

Zhan Kui knew from the beginning that Brother Chen was not an ordinary person, and Zhan Dagui also learned some information from his nephew. At his age, he had more or less heard about the rivers and lakes in his early years.

Chen Tiange talked about it casually, and he didn't shy away from his uncle and nephew, and he didn't prepare to hide it. At present, their interests are one, and the first thing to cooperate with is mutual trust.

There are some secrets, it is appropriate to let the old man know about it, gaining trust is one thing, and it is also to make Zhan Dagui afraid. After all, they are not familiar with the place where they came to Hong Kong, and many things need to be handled by the old man.

These objects are good, it is very troublesome to clean up, except for the uncle and nephew of the Zhan family, and Chen Tiange can get started, the others can only start, learn from them, and wipe them with a dry cotton cloth constantly.

When the meal arrived, only more than half of the thirty or so pieces were cleaned.

The group of women who went shopping didn't come back, and it is estimated that they would not know if they were not chased here.

"Old man, why don't you ...... after dinner?"

"Is it okay to call a bento?"

Zhan Dagui is obsessed with antique shops, and he doesn't know how tired he is to clean things, and he doesn't want to stop.

The old men are like this, and they young people really can't say anything.