"Good name." Li Qingyuan looked at him from afar. It was as if he was seeing some hope through him.

"Elephant" said: "The left is not to blame."

No blame, what a name.

"Come, tell grandpa, what do you like? Here's what you choose. Grandpa sent you. Li Qingyuan pulled Rong Wuyi and walked around.

"The elders give it, and you can't say goodbye." Rong Wuyi looked at it and found an inkstone that was not too valuable. "Grandpa Li, I like this inkstone."

"Okay, this inkstone, you can use it when you write." Li Qingyuan's smile deepened. He is not a greedy child.

Rong Wuyi took the inkstone and ran to show off in front of Yueyu.

"Brother, Grandpa Li gave it to me~"

"............" as if you hadn't received a gift.

"Sir, can you introduce a few old objects, I want to put them in the study." Yueyan asked sincerely.

People are so atmospheric that they can't be stingy. Most of them are calligraphy and paintings, and I really don't know much about them.

In Yue's eyes, ink paintings are all the same.

"You can pick these at will." Li Qingyuan understands that this is because people don't want to take advantage of themselves.

Yueyan walked towards what Li Qingyuan was pointing to, and slowly and unfathomably selected.

"Grandpa Li, the butterflies on this picture scroll are so beautiful! I've never seen such a particularly beautiful butterfly~ The pattern on the box is also very beautiful! "Rong Wuyi didn't plan to pick up the leak here, but the old man just gave him a gift, and if he didn't send something back, he always didn't feel good." Grandpa Li, I want to buy it~"

"Then grandpa will give you a little cheaper, count you 100 yuan? How's it going? Li Qingyuan said to him in a friendly voice and in a consultative tone.

He took this picture scroll, threw it away, forgot it, and kept it here. The new guy, I guess I don't understand it and hang it out.

At first glance, it is drawn by the current novice.,The style and layout of the painting style are not mature.,It's worthless.。 Since the little friend thinks it looks good and likes it, then set the price low and give it to him.

"It's really just 100 yuan?" Rong Wuyi's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief. "I'm actually rich." He whispered.

This old man really likes himself, and a hundred yuan is equivalent to giving it away for nothing.

"This painting is worthless. You see, this canvas and paint. It's all now. Li Qingyuan said patiently.

"Really? Then thank you Grandpa Li, I bought it! Rong Wuyi said arrogantly.

Yueyan also used the point to choose a picture of mountains and rivers, and was ready to pay the bill and leave.

A good afternoon of sleep was wasted outside with this little master.

The guy snapped the calculator and sold so many things on his first day on the job. It's a little exciting.

"Guest officer, thanks to your patronage, a total of 392,000, I wiped the fraction for you. Three hundred and ninety-thousand. The guy smiled and waited to collect the money.

Yue Yan took out a bank card, the kind without a password. Let the guys brush it themselves. Anyway, it's not your own money, so don't feel distressed.

No wonder Rong Shao deliberately gave himself his secondary card before going out, so that he could use it at will. The momentum of the little young master's loser can only be raised by Rong Shao.

"Brother, I want to drink juice, a lot of ice!" Rong Wuyi saw that he had paid the bill, and Lai refused to leave in the store.

He hasn't given him a return gift yet, so what's the matter? Waiting for a meeting is a lot of work, and he has to drink juice to rehydrate.

............ "Which play is the little master going to play?" Good. You are waiting here. Brother bought it for you! ”

"Little friend, don't worry. I'll help you watch him, and he won't get lost. Li Yuanqing looked at Rong Wuyi and wanted to drink juice, and he was not angry.

Children, big summer, want to drink a glass of juice what is this?