Chapter 1 Glass Beads

"Xiaobo, don't worry about the family, don't call all the money, you have to take care of yourself, I will take care of your father!"

"Well, Mom, you also persuade Dad to let him go to the hospital for treatment!"

Yang Bo said that his mother said a few words, hung up the phone, tears flowed down like a broken line, his father had liver cancer, and the family was reluctant to pay the high cost of treatment, so they could only stand up at home!

Yang Bo consulted about the cost of liver cancer treatment, which cost 500,000 yuan in the first year and 350,000 yuan in the second year, which means that if he wants to cure his father's disease, he needs at least 850,000 yuan, which is an astronomical amount for him!

But for the sake of his father, he must raise this money!

"Yang Bo! What are you doing? Are you lazy again? Hurry up and serve good tea to the guests!"

A shout pulled Yang Bo out of his thoughts, and he hurriedly responded: "Okay, it's here!"

Yang Bo wiped a handful of tears, smiled reluctantly, and ran out, "Come on!"

Yang Bo poured a cup of tea for the guests, the tea is the Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, this is the rule of Gu Dezhai, the boss will say different codes according to the dignity of the guests, and Yang Bo is to pour tea according to these codes.

"Pouring tea" is the identity of the general, Biluochun is enough to deal with it; "pouring good tea" is the identity of another layer, at this time you need to use Xinyang hair; if the boss shouts "good tea", then you need to be in front of the Ming Longjing.

There are very few times in the store when there is a dragon well before the Ming Dynasty, so after Yang Bo served tea, he also looked at the customer, who was in his fifties, talking with the boss, and there was a blue and white mallet bottle on the table.

The blue and white mallet bottle porcelain is deep in color and slightly dark in glaze, which is still good, but the boss is obviously raised with the dragon well before the Ming Dynasty.

Yang Bo quickly made a judgment, he graduated from high school and was not admitted to university, he entered the antique shop as an apprentice, and now it is the second year, although the boss is usually unwilling to teach him, but by studying, Yang Bo still learned a lot of antique knowledge.

However, this did not have any effect, and it was impossible for him to go over to cut off the beard and buy the porcelain, and then sell it! Because cutting off the beard was breaking the rules, it would be boycotted by all the antique shops, and the key was that he had no capital!

The salary is 1,08 a month, and in order to save money for his father's treatment, he lives in the store and sends 1,500 to his family every month, but this is still far from enough!

Eight hundred and fifty thousand is like a boulder pressing on Yang Bo's chest!

The guest negotiated a few words with the boss, and soon the mallet bottle was sold under the boss's three-inch tongue, and the two parties paid the money and signed the contract.

After the guests left, the boss Guo Papi walked around the mallet bottle, with a satisfied smile on his face, as if he was proud that no one shared, and couldn't help but show off to Yang Bo: "This mallet bottle is the Guangxu year of the Qing Dynasty, although it is greatly inferior to the previous generation, but if you buy it at a price of 50,000 yuan, you can double it!"

Guo Papi walked towards the inner room with the mallet bottle, he wanted to put the bottle in the safe!

Yang Bo smiled reluctantly at the boss, but he thought in his heart, 50,000 yuan, this is 50,000 yuan, if you have this money, you can let your father be hospitalized first!

Waiting until noon, Yang Bo went out to buy a boxed lunch, Guo Papi generally only gave him 20 yuan in order to save money, and a 10 yuan box lunch per person, Yang Bo would use his share of money to buy 5 yuan fried rice, so that he could save dinner at lunch!

It was noon, the sun was scorching, there were not many pedestrians on the road, Yang Bo was walking on the road, still thinking about his father's illness, at this time, should he quit his job and go to the construction site? Although the construction site is harder, at least he can earn more!

Looking down at his somewhat thin body, Yang Bo hesitated in his heart.

"Little brother, it's okay! I haven't eaten for three days!"

Yang Bo suddenly heard a sound on the side of the road, he turned his head to look over, and saw an old man in rags, leaning on the steps, his forehead covered with sweat!

Slightly hesitant in his heart, Yang Bo didn't look back, turned around and continued to walk forward, he was already unable to protect himself, where was the spare energy to help others at this time?

If I had done a good deed every day and prayed sincerely, would my father's illness be cured?

Yang Bo's heart moved, 850,000 was too far away, so that he didn't have any clue, he could only pin his hopes on the gods and Buddhas in the sky, hoping to move the gods and Buddhas!

When he walked back again, Yang Bo already had a lunch box in his hand, and gently put a box of fried rice in front of the old beggar, but Yang Bo did not speak.

The old beggar glanced up at Yang Bo, "Thank you, little brother is really kind!"

Yang Bo nodded slightly, turned around and was about to go back, he had to think about whether to eat dinner or not.

"Little brother, wait a minute!"

Yang Bo suddenly heard the voice of the beggar behind him, he turned to look over, and saw the old beggar holding a green glass bead and handing it over, "Little brother, this is for you." ”

Yang Bo glanced at it, the shape of the beads was irregular, and it was a little round and jade in the sun, but he knew very well that such glass beads were not valuable, but they were also more expensive than fried rice, so he quickly shook his head, "I can't ask for it!"

"Little brother, you can take it!" The old beggar held the fried rice in one hand and handed the glass beads to Yang Bo in the other, "This is what I unintentionally picked up, and no one wants it anyway, so I might as well give it to you, a kind young man!"

With that, the old beggar turned and left.

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment and shook his head, what a strange!

As soon as the glass beads were in his hands, Yang Bo felt that his eyes were cool and cool, and then every cell in his whole body was as comfortable as if they were soaked in ice water.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Bo reacted, and I don't know how long it took, he hurriedly ran back with a boxed lunch.

When he arrived at the store, Guo Papi split his head and covered his face and said, "What's the matter today? Why has it been delayed for so long? Do you know that time is life, you are wasting my life, you know?"

Yang Bo nodded slightly, "Today's business at the Box Hotel is too busy, I'm in line!"

"Are you going to help the beauty?

Yang Bo didn't speak, he did go over there to help before, just to save money for a meal, but there was no other purpose, but Guo Papi had always misunderstood, and he didn't explain.

Guo Papi snorted lightly, took the boxed lunch and ran to the store to eat.

Yang Bo took out his share of fried rice, took out disposable chopsticks, and suddenly thought of a question, where did the glass beads go?

The old beggar put the glass beads in his hand, and he always held them!

He looked up at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and he came back half an hour later than usual, that is, he had been standing there for half an hour!

But why didn't I sweat too much?

Yang Bo couldn't understand the reason, and he didn't want to think about it anymore, so he picked up his chopsticks and picked up the fried rice!