Chapter 9 Cheng Xinsheng (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation Votes!)

At this time, there are stevedores who are constantly busy.

In the early morning of autumn, the cool breeze was gusting, but the workers were already sweating profusely.

The vans are full of old or not fully old furniture.

"Why is there so much old furniture in this small Jiangcheng?"

Zhao Yiran muttered in his heart.

"Come on, little brother, let me go, be careful not to touch you. ”

Behind him, there was a wheezing voice.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yiran hurriedly avoided to the side.

Together with Xiao Ling, he also dodged with a girl.

Several stevedores, wearing sweat towels, passed by Zhao Yiran with a huge solid wood sofa with paint off.

At the moment when these people carried the sofa past, Zhao Yiran's eyes fell on the sofa tightly, and his eyes swept over the sofa, probing the situation of the sofa.

Since Xiao Ling's evolution last night, Zhao Yiran's strength has also improved, and he doesn't need to deliberately condense his spiritual power to his eyes to analyze things like before.

"Nothing was found. ”

Zhao Yiran looked away from the sofa and shook his head slightly.

Looking around, looking at the equivalent scene, Zhao Yiran squatted down and stroked Xiao Ling's head.

"Xiao Ling, walking around this street, there are also warehouses of each family...... See if there's a ...... Well, go for it. ”

Zhao Yiran knelt in Xiao Ling's ear and said softly.

At present, this thrift market is a way for Zhao Yiran to find secrets.

And in the 'lively' Time Street, if Zhao Yiran goes around one by one, it takes too much time.

Besides, when it comes to discovering secrets, Xiao Ling is better than him.

Zhao Yiran, who had turned around all the old furniture shops before, said that the inventory of these old furniture shops was stored in the shack warehouse attached to the back of the shop.

In this regard, Xiao Ling checked the shack warehouse of each house, and it was more convenient than coming by himself.

......

"Hahu~hahu~!"

Hearing his master's words, Xiao Ling stuck out his tongue and sighed, and then turned around and ran towards a shop not far away that was also being carried.

After Xiao Ling left, Zhao Yiran clapped his hands, stood up, looked up at the door of the shop called 'Xinsheng Old Material Furniture' in front of him, and nodded silently.

That's where he bought his old furniture and chairs.

"It's not been too long, this boss should still remember me, right?"

Zhao Yiran smashed his mouth, he had consumed more than 2,000 here.

Just as Zhao Yiran was looking at the shop signs, a familiar figure appeared among the many stevedores.

"Huh, young man, why are you here to buy furniture again?"

Zhao Yiran hadn't spoken yet, but he also saw his shop owner Cheng Xinsheng greeted Zhao Yiran enthusiastically and said.

"Yes, boss, I have a classmate who asked me to help him look at the old furniture, I liked the old furniture I bought from you last time, and the price is affordable!"

Zhao Yiran grinned.

"Let's go, it's said inside, it's a mess here. ”

When business came to the door, the smile on Cheng Xinsheng's face became brighter.

......

"You mean you want the style of furniture you bought from me last time?"

In a simple reception room, Cheng Xinsheng poured a glass of water for Zhao Yiran and asked.

"That's right, it's the old furniture I bought last time, my classmates like that, do you see if you still have that kind of furniture in this store?"

Zhao Yiran took the water handed by Cheng Xinsheng, nodded and said, looking around at the display in the living room as he spoke.

Zhao Yiran, who was in desperate need of spirit beads, didn't want to let go of any of the mysteries that might be hidden.

For the furniture that Zhao Yiran bought here last time, it was wooden furniture from the seventies and eighties, sofas, dining tables, benches and chairs.

This kind of furniture, made of pure solid wood, covered with red or yellow paint on the surface, is slippery to the touch, and the style is especially in line with the era at that time - Banzheng!

For the predecessors who like fabric furniture or leather furniture now, this kind of furniture can really be called old furniture.

Zhao Yiran chose to buy it at the beginning, also because of the price.

Speaking of liking, who doesn't want to see the 'chaise longue'?

It can be said that the sofa can do things on the bed, which is the role of the chaise longue that Zhao Yiran understands.

Of course, the painted pure wood furniture produced in the seventies and eighties can't do this, otherwise it will have to be blistered.

"That kind of furniture is really rare, and some of them are in tatters and can't be sold, and the only ones in my store that look better are all bought by you last time...... Tomorrow, two more boxes will arrive, and you can wait for me to see if there is any furniture of that style in it. ”

Cheng Xinsheng touched his chin and thought, and then took out a crumpled piece of paper with something densely written.

"That's really good, trouble Boss Cheng. ”

Zhao Yiran said politely.

Hearing Cheng Xinsheng mention that there will be two boxes of goods arriving tomorrow, and looking through the window of the reception room at the workers carrying furniture with their figures shaking at the outer door, Zhao Yiran thought thoughtfully: "Boss Cheng, how can we have so many old furniture in our small Jiangcheng? I see that there are so many boxes of goods loading and unloading old furniture on this street, and the newly divided Linjiang District can't make so many old furniture, right?"

Cheng Xinsheng, who looked down at the list, smiled when he heard it: "Hehe, of course there are not so many old furniture in the demolished Linjiang District, these furniture are collected from the towns and villages of neighboring counties, and there are few people who do our business, that is, there are many people who do this business on the time street of Jiangcheng, and many surrounding counties also come to us to buy old furniture." ”

"Oh, I see!"

Zhao Yiran nodded knowingly, and continued to ask: "Then where did the old furniture I bought before come from?" Not to mention, it is really practical and affordable, of course, this is also inseparable from Boss Cheng, you have a good eye and take care of our group of recent graduates. ”

Zhao Yiran inquired, and did not forget to praise Cheng Xinsheng.

"Well, in fact, I don't know exactly where it came from, we are also a first-class businessman, and there are a lot of connected customers below, they are specifically going down to collect furniture, and then send it to us. ”

Cheng Xinsheng, who was busy reading the list, didn't think much about Zhao Yiran's question, and replied directly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yiran felt a slight trace of regret in his heart.

To be honest, he wanted to find the specific origin of the chair, so that the chance of encountering the secret again would be greater, and he would get more spirit beads.

"Hey, I found it, and sure enough, there is!"

Just when Zhao Yiran was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, Cheng Xinsheng on the side pointed to the list paper in his hand and suddenly said.

Zhao Yiran hurriedly came up to take a look.

"Look here, 1.2*1.2 square table, willow wood, red lacquer, 2.3*0.3 bench, locust wood, red lacquer...... And a single sofa!"

Cheng Xinsheng pointed to the list for Zhao Yiran to see.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran's face was overjoyed.