There are two places where He Xidong often runs stalls.

One is the end of Yugu Lane.

Most of the ancient alleys are antique shops, and the rest are shops that are somewhat related to the word "ancient", such as embroidery technology, antique costumes and so on. From time to time, there will be some "Taobao customers" with the mentality of picking up leaks, strolling from the streets to the alleys, seeing things of interest, and happy to spend a little money and rub their luck.

The other is Dengyun Street in Nancheng District. Because of the municipal square, there is a bus transfer station nearby, the flow of people is quite large, if you are lucky, at the end of the day, it is not a problem to earn two or three hundred yuan.

But it is also limited to good luck, when luck is back, it is common to be chased by the chengguan and run up a few streets, and it is common to be confiscated and fined after being caught.

Therefore, if you calculate it as a whole, you will be able to have two or three thousand yuan a month, not only He Xidong, but the whole family will be snickering.

He Wei knew the location of He Xidong's stall in Yugu Lane: the third stall from the bottom of the alley.

The stalls here pay rent by the day, so there is no need to worry about the city management to chase, but the rent is also calculated according to the location, the stall selected by He Xidong is quite cheap, two yuan a day, but the business is also quite deserted, and the pony sits on it for a long time, and may not wait for a customer.

No, when He Wei found him, he was napping with his arms on his knees.

She didn't rush to wake him up, squatted in front of the stall, and looked at the old gadgets he sold one by one, trying to make sure that there was a "leak" as the system said.

【…… No. 】

She said, how can there be such a leak in the world that is so easy to pick up.

[There is no one on this stall, it does not mean that there is no stall next door. 】

What do you mean?

He Wei looked at the thrift stalls on the left and right in surprise, the one on the left was a store specializing in old calligraphy and paintings, and the one on the right was the same as He Xidong, with everything in Lala.

[Didn't you see it?] The calligraphy and painting stall on the left-hand side, there is a pair of silk snow red plum pictures, which were made when you practiced painting in the boudoir. I just don't know how this thing ended up in Fang City......]

He Wei walked to the calligraphy and painting stall with a complicated mood.

When the stall owner saw her, he smiled all over his face: "Just pick what the little girl likes, and if you pick it, I'll give you a discount, and the price is absolutely fair." ”

She picked up the silk Xuemei picture, a silk face the size of a three-sided silk handkerchief, except for some yellowing, it was well preserved, and a slightly vague scarlet mark was poked at the bottom right, which read: Yixi Jushi. It was a seal carved by her own hand in nostalgia for her hometown in her previous life. His eyes were red, he almost cried, and hurriedly asked the stall owner: "How do you sell this painting?" ”

"This painting is said to be an old object." The stall owner pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Even if it is not handed down during the Yongqing period, it will not be left or right." ”

Seeing that He Wei's face was as usual, the stall owner pretended to be bitter and said: "However, who let the little girl match my eyes, if you really like it, take it for thirty yuan, and I won't sell it at such a low price for ordinary people." ”

He Wei was inexplicably embarrassed.

The paintings made when he was in the boudoir were only worth 30 yuan after an interval of three to five hundred years. It's tantamount to slapping her in the face. I think of how confident she was in her paintings. It can be said that among the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is the most proficient in this painting.

[What's this, the stall owner is the same as your brother with this body, and he is also a visionless. If you really know the goods, you won't eat at this broken stall. 】

Also. He Wei cleaned up her sour and astringent mood, counted out thirty yuan from the remaining forty yuan of savings, and handed it to the stall owner, in exchange for this picture of Xuemei made by herself.

[On the 18th of next month, at the entrance of this alley, an exchange meeting of antique calligraphy and painting will be held. 】

System Jun said as she carefully scrolled the drawing.

Why are you so well-informed?

[Won't you look at the signboards along the way? From the mouth of the alley to the end of the alley, no less than ten sheets were posted along the way, and the sheets were all the size of a person's head. 】

He Wei turned her head to look at both sides of the street, it was really.

couldn't help laughing twice, and she thought about how she could make money.

[But there is a way to make money.] 】

System Jun came up with an idea for her again.

He Wei tilted her head to listen.

[In this era, aren't all kinds of interest classes very popular? If you apply for a job as a little teacher, teach people to play chess, play the piano, calligraphy, and paint, it will definitely be no problem, it is the age of your body......]

In the end, the system Jun himself first refuted his own proposal.

He Wei twitched the corners of her mouth and glanced down at herself, but no, the little girl in the first year of junior high school, if she was really so good, I am afraid that she would be exposed and reported by some gossip people, right?

Forget if other people know, if they are seen by their parents and brothers, won't they be suspicious? The daughter who has been raised under her knees for thirteen years and has always been mediocre and mediocre, when did she understand this talent?

However, it is a good idea to save some money privately, sign up for an interest class, learn later, and excel at the right time, so that her talent can appear in front of people openly.

It can be said that after all, there is still a lack of money.

Touching the only dozen yuan left in her pocket, which was still her breakfast money for the next month, He Wei sighed.

"Wei ...... Vivi? How did you get here? ”

He Xidong didn't know when he woke up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and looked at the sister in front of him who was three years younger than him in disbelief.

To be honest, he hadn't taken the initiative to talk to his sister for a long time. Unless it was ordered by his parents, he didn't bother to pay attention to her. It's not that there is any deep hatred between the two, but his sister, I don't like him to be engaged in the business of selling thrift goods, I feel ashamed of her, saying that my brothers and sisters are studying, not to mention my temperament. He carried a sack around and set up a stall, and he made it dirty all day long.

No, the recent collapse was due to the fact that she and her classmates went to the flower and bird market on Dengyun Street to hang out, and happened to meet him at a stall there, she didn't know him, and pulled her classmates around, so angry that he didn't want to talk to her from now on. Today, it can be said that after the Cold War between the two, they met for the first time in a place other than home.

"I'm bored at home after finishing my homework, so I'll go out for a walk, does my brother need my help?"

When He Xidong heard this, he immediately started the flattered mode state, and after a while, he asked sneeringly: "...... Is there no money to spend? ”

“……”

He Wei suddenly didn't know how to pick it up.

[Your brother is quite a model of twenty-four filial brothers. 】

Eighty percent are used to being masochistic.

He Wei sighed in her heart.

"Fuyuko, so this is your sister? I knew I was going to give her a cheaper price just now. The owner of the calligraphy and painting stall next door came over curiously and gossiped: "You two are brothers and sisters?" It doesn't look very alike. ”

"I'm like my dad, and my sister is like my mom." He Xidong explained angrily, and then was attracted by a few words in his words: "Uncle Qiangzi, what did you mean by what you just said?" My sister bought something at your stall? ”

"It's not, just the plum blossom picture she just received a while ago, she liked it and bought it, but I didn't charge more."

"How much do you charge her?" He Xidong glanced at the scroll rolled up in He Wei's hand, and turned his head to ask Liu Qiang.

"Just thirty. Not much for a point, not much for a point, I told you about it. Liu Qiang was afraid that He Xidong would return the painting, so he hurriedly replied.

He Wei took advantage of the situation and nodded: "That's the case." Brother, I like this painting, anyway, it's only thirty, and the province will come out. ”

"What province? How much do you have for breakfast a month! It's only the third day of this month, are you going to drink the northwest wind for half a month? ”

Mom and Dad went out early, and breakfast was basically white rice cooked with leftover rice from the previous day, and they filled their stomachs with pickles.

He Xidong has to go out of the stall at night, and it is often early in the morning when he goes home from the stall, so he simply sleeps until noon, eats breakfast and lunch together, and can save some money.

He Wei usually goes to the alley to buy two steamed buns or a pair of fried dough sticks and burnt cakes to eat while going to school. Spending thirty yuan at once means that you will be hungry for the next half a month.

"Oh, take it!" He Xidong took out two pieces of twenty pieces from the enamel jar in front of him and stuffed them into her arms.

"Don't give me so much."

He Wei's pink cheeks were so ashamed that they could drip blood, and she refused to accept it no matter what.

She has been wearing it for two months, not to mention not giving her family a penny of wealth, and in turn, she has to take their hard-earned money, and she can't get by with her conscience.

"Good! Be obedient, if your brother gives it to you, you will take it, just stop spending it. That painting...... If you like it, take it to your home and hang it up. ”

The entanglement and estrangement that was originally stuck in my heart have been completely eliminated at this time.

He Xidong is not a scheming person, if it weren't for his sister's reaction that made him too sad, he wouldn't have been angry for so long.

"Hey! I said that you two brothers and sisters, since you are brothers and sisters, why are you still pushing back and forth for that money? ”

Liu Qiang on the side looked funny, and was about to make a few jokes, when suddenly there was a commotion from the entrance of the alley, mixed with noisy sounds such as "There is going to be a lawsuit".