Chapter 11: Iron Courage
The antique shop business has always been deserted, usually not open for three years, but open for three years!
Tang Dachuan and Wang Jian were drinking tea, discussing how to do a good job in the store's business next. Wang Jian even moved the shopping mall to attract customers.
"Hey! Isn't that Yang Fan's kid? I heard that someone picked up a small leak yesterday and made more than 2,000 yuan. Wang Jian found that Yang Fan was picking at the stall outside their door, and immediately spoke.
He sneered for a long time when he learned about the leak in the morning. Isn't it just a little bit of luck? It's only more than 2,000, and it's so embarrassing that the whole street knows about it?
"Hehe! Luck is hard to say. Maybe I'll post it upside down today, what's so surprising? I've seen a lot of this kind of thing. Tang Dachuan didn't take it to heart, but took it as a joke.
Wang Jian stood up and walked towards the door.
He stood at the door and shouted, "Hey, be careful to lose all your belongings." ”
Yang Fan frowned slightly, raised his head and glanced at the villain, and put up with him for a long time. The quality of college students is so poor? I've been disgusted with him since I started working in the store. At that time, everyone was in competition, and any words and deeds against him could be understood. But now, he has withdrawn and is still pestering, is he too villainous?
didn't wait for Yang Fan to speak, of course, Yang Fan would not scold an unreasonable person on the street, and the stall owner next to him scolded his mother.
", boy, do you mean my baby is fake?"
Is it easy to catch a customer? If you drive me away in person, the stall owner will not be polite to Wang Jian.
The stall owner is a strong man with broad shoulders and round shoulders, and he is a bit ruffian, and he is a figure that everyone on the antique street is reluctant to offend. Wang Jian was originally a person who bullied the weak and was afraid of the hard, and his head shrank and said with a smile: "Brother Xiong, I didn't mean that." ”
"Then what do you mean?" Brother Xiong glared.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, being reminded by that kid like this, Yang Fan must be a lot more cautious, and this business is probably going to be yellow.
can make Wang Jian uncomfortable, Yang Fan is also happy to see it, anyway, this stall is not good, so he smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding, Brother Xiong, I'll come and see it another day!"
After speaking, he put down the two iron beads in his hand and stood up.
Those two iron beads are the most valuable things on this stall, called fitness balls, also called iron gall, the ancients put it in their hands to play, it seems that there are people playing now, it is said that it has the effect of fitness.
Fitness ball is one of the traditional fitness and health care equipment in China. There are stone, steel, bronze, and some with only two walnuts as balls. The reason why the fitness ball is beneficial to the body is that the moderate movement of the palm of the finger when playing with the ball regulates the body meridians.
It's a fact that hand movement is good for the brain. When playing with fitness balls, it can make people's thoughts focus on their hands, eliminate all kinds of distractions, eliminate tension, and relax the brain.
When playing with a fitness ball, the ball rotates regularly to produce a soft sound, like a pleasant "music", which will undoubtedly make the excitation and inhibition of the brain nerves be appropriately balanced. Moreover, hand exercise can make the blood supply to the brain more sufficient, so playing fitness ball can effectively health the brain, slow down the aging rate of the brain, and avoid the occurrence of Alzheimer's disease.
Because of the frequent friction, the iron ball becomes very shiny and round, like two drops of magnified mercury.
Brother Xiong's face changed, but he couldn't give the customer a face, unless he didn't want to do business, and squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile: "Okay! You go slowly, Xiaofan will take care of Brother Xiong's stall more in the future!"
After speaking, his eyes were already staring at Wang Jian, who was sweating a little, and he thought to himself: No, I have to set up a table for that guy to make up for it later.
Wang Jian felt very bad in his heart, and was about to shrink into the antique shop, when he scolded Yang Fan in his heart: Fuck!
"Little Brother Wang, it's been a long time since we've had supper together. I'll book a few seats and contact you later!"
Wang Jian almost cried: Do you dare to bury the order? You don't need to pay for a reservation, and you don't have to pay for a few seats, it won't pull your family up, right?
"I didn't ...... No problem. Wang Jian was as aggrieved as a little girl who was bullied.
Seeing this, Yang Fan's affection for Brother Xiong around him rose a little. Putting aside his character, people did help him disgust that villain.
So, Yang Fan opened his mouth and said: "Brother Xiong, your two iron beads should be treasures played by the disciples of the Great Banner in the late Qing Dynasty, and three or five thousand should be asked for by someone." ”
Brother Xiong was stunned and looked at Yang Fan in surprise. However, the confidence in Yang Fan's appraisal is very low, a guy younger than him, what does he know?
"Hehe, then a thousand dollars for you to take. He took the opportunity to laugh.
"Why? Why don't you try it? If no one wants it, you can sell it to me for a thousand dollars." "Yang Fan can be regarded as inheriting a favor from Brother Xiong just now.
Anyway, this thing is not very valuable, so let's take it as a reward just now!
"That's what you said!" Brother Xiong was afraid that Yang Fan would regret it.
He greeted the stall owner next to him, helped him take a look, scooped up two iron balls, and rushed to an antique shop.
Soon, he came out with a bundle of red bills, and as he walked, he dipped his fingers in saliva and counted the money, with a happy expression, enjoying the feeling of counting the money.
"God, I didn't find out that you still have this ability, Xiaofan. According to me, I should have fried Tang Rooster a long time ago and made a fortune myself. Brother Xiong suddenly became extremely friendly.
"How much did you get?" asked the stall owner next to him curiously.
"Hey, hey, five thousand. ”
The owner of the antique shop originally gave three thousand, but he remembered Yang Fan's words, three or five thousand should be asked for, so he insisted on a maximum price.
Yang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I just happen to know this kind of thing, didn't I see that I hesitated for a long time just now?" ”
"Haha! I don't have to say anything, Brother Xiong will be the east another day. "The more Brother Xiong looks at Yang Fan, the more pleasing it is.
He glanced at the antique shop in front of him and said disdainfully: "When you meet Wang Jian's guy in the future, you must be tough." That kind of person, as long as you are tough, he will be soft. If you don't keep quiet, he thinks you're a bully. Xiaofan, you are an honest person, he will provoke. ”
Although Brother Xiong is a rough man, sometimes he is quite philosophical in what he says.
At this time, a down-and-out figure appeared in Tang Dachuan's ancient book Zhai.
"Hehe! That kid must have lost all his bottoms again. Brother Xiong smiled.
He knew that person, he was a bad gambler, and he didn't recognize his six relatives when he gambled, and he definitely reached a realm that ordinary people couldn't compare. However, his gambling products are very poor, and it is said that people in gambling circles do not like him, and even the boss does not very welcome him.
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