Chapter 13 Hainan Huanghuali Circle Chair

Meng Dongyao saw the expression of the young son who wanted to say but was embarrassed to say it, he smiled slightly and said, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

"No, I didn't mean to say this, hehe, of course, if you give me such a beautiful Baibao inlay box, I won't refuse."

"What else do you want to say?" Meng Dongyao asked with a smile, "Just let it go if you have any fart, I'm not a tiger, I can't eat you." ”

"I'm going to get up early tomorrow and go out at dawn, I want to go to the morning market, I have no money on me, can you lend me 200 yuan first?"

Meng Dongyao asked with a smile: "Do you think that if you don't go to the bank to withdraw money, you have two hundred yuan in cash at home?" ”

"No, give as much as you want. When I sell the Jade Buddha, in addition to giving you 3,000 yuan, I will also pay back the borrowed money. ”

"Fifty dollars, do you want it?"

"Yes."

Meng Dongyao opened the drawer and took out a book of Lord/Xi quotations, took out a few banknotes from it, counted 100 yuan and handed it to Meng Songhai.

"I didn't expect to have a hundred dollars, and I gave it to you...... Save some flowers. ”

"Don't worry, I know it."

At this time, Meng Songhai heard the sound of the door closing, and also heard the sound of talking between the second brother and his mother, and hurriedly put the money into his pocket, and said in a low voice: "Dad, Mom told me that I would not tell the second brother about the sale of antiques." ”

"I know." Meng Dongyao said as he began to put the things on the table back where they had been stored.

Meng Songhai's second brother, Meng Guoqiang, walked to the door of the bedroom, saw his father and younger brother, and said with a smile: "Dad, I'm back." Little Wuzi, are you still uncomfortable? ”

"It's not uncomfortable for a long time." Meng Songhai smiled.

"You drink less wine in the future, as the old saying goes, borrow wine to eliminate sorrow and sorrow!" Meng Guoqiang opened his mouth to persuade.

"I know, I won't be drinking too much in the future." Meng Songhai said and walked out of the bedroom, "Second brother, the weather is so hot these days, it's very tiring to work, right?" ”

"I'm tired, I'm tired." Meng Guoqiang sighed and said, "I won't tell you, I'm covered in sweat, go take a shower first, and then eat dinner after taking a shower, be comfortable." ”

Before Meng Guoqiang finished taking a bath, Guo Jingfeng had already made dinner, and she had dinner with her husband and young son and Meng Guoqiang.

Meng Guoqiang took a shower, changed his clothes and pants, came to the restaurant, and saw a large plate of beef on the table, and said in surprise: "What day is today?" Buy so much beef! ”

The family conditions of the Meng family are not bad, on average, they buy pork once a day, if it is not for the New Year's holiday, the family will not buy too much meat, even if it is the New Year, they will not sell so much beef at a time.

There are four mouths in the house, and Meng Guoqiang rarely has a good time eating meat.

"Second brother, Dad is in a good mood today, don't talk nonsense, if you like to eat, eat more." Meng Songhai smiled.

"I can't eat more alone, everyone eats together." Meng Guoqiang is not a selfish person, if he has good things, he naturally wants to share them with his family.

The next day, early in the morning, the sky was bright, Meng Songhai woke up, got up and washed, and went out.

Panjiayuan was first related to a Shandong person surnamed Pan, during the Qing Dynasty, Panjiayuan's generation was still a wasteland outside the city, and the surname Pan moved people to burn bricks at the time, called "Panjiayao". At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, it became the "Xiao Market", that is, the "ghost market", where the Qing court relics and the dilapidated rich took antiques to set up stalls before dawn and exchanged money for life. After the liberation, after more than ten years, the generation of Panjiayuan began to build residential buildings, people felt that the name of the place was not good, so they changed the name, and the newly built road was called Panjiayuan Road.

In the first few years of reform and opening up, Panjiayuan's generation did not have a "Xiao Market", I don't know where to start, there were more people selling old goods in the small alleys of the capital, and the "Xiao Market" of Panjiayuan also began to rise, and in the hazy night, "antique insects" appeared one after another. At this time, buying and selling antiques is still illegal, although the industrial and commercial departments often come to "sweep", but in order to make a living, the fallen master has adopted the strategy of "the enemy advances and I retreat", and "the enemy retreats and I advance", just like weeds, with tenacious vitality.

Soon after going out, Meng Songhai saw a lot of people setting up stalls, much more than the number of stalls he saw yesterday, and there were also many people buying, many of whom were holding flashlights in their hands.

"It's hilarious!"

Meng Songhai had some smiles on his face, although he saw many people holding the antiques he had just bought, but he was not in a hurry at all, in this era, as long as he has money in his hands, he is willing to spend time and time, plus he has the magic power of "discerning treasures", it is very easy to pick up leaks and big leaks.

After visiting a few stalls and seeing a few things I wanted to buy, but the price was a little higher, Meng Songhai felt that he had limited funds at hand now, so he was not in a hurry to buy these antiques first, kept the leaks, and sold the Hetian Jade Maitreya Buddha ornaments, and the funds in his hands were abundant, and then he spent money "lavishly".

Meng Songhai saw a man in his thirties unloading something from a tricycle, and a circle chair made his eyes light up, so he hurriedly walked over and asked with a smile: "This big brother, how can this chair be sold?" ”

"One hundred!"

"I'll see." Meng Songhai picked up the circle chair he had just removed, looked at it carefully, and made sure that all of it was made of Hainan Huanghuali wood, and said lightly, "One hundred yuan, a little more expensive, can it be cheaper?" ”

"This is an antique, a hundred yuan is very low, not cheap!"

Meng Songhai pretended to have a hesitant expression, nodded and said, "One hundred yuan, I bought it!" ”

"This is a good thing, sell it to you for a hundred, and you make a bargain." The stall owner smiled and said that he bought this chair for thirty yuan, and now he sells it for one hundred yuan, and he has earned seventy yuan, which is considered a huge profit.

Meng Songhai took out 100 yuan and paid it to the stall owner, wanting to ask the other party if there was still the same chair in his hand, because he knew that the circle chairs were all one-to-one, and the price of a single circle chair was much less than half the price of a pair of circle chairs.

Before Meng Songhai could speak, the stall owner took the initiative to ask, "Do you still want such a chair?" ”

"Yes!" Meng Songhai nodded, "It's best to have a coffee table made of the same kind of wood." ”

"There's another chair, the coffee table, I didn't pay attention, what does the coffee table you said looks like?"

"Slightly shorter than this chair, boxy, four-legged."

"I'll go back and look for it. What's your last name? ”

"Your surname is Meng, Inner Mongolia Mongolia, the same word has different sounds."

"Meng, hehe, if you don't say it, I really haven't heard of this surname."

"Big brother, what is your name?"

"My name is Wang Liqiang, the king of three horizontal and one vertical, the one who stands upright, and the strong one."

"My name is Meng Songhai, the pine of the pine, the sea of the sea." Meng Songhai smiled, "Brother Wang, where do you live?" ”

"My home is in ......"

After listening to Wang Liqiang's introduction, Meng Songhai knew the location of the other party's home, knew how to find it, and asked, "I'll go to your house tomorrow morning to look for you, is it okay?" ”

"Yes, I won't be here tomorrow morning."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."