Chapter 371: Nancheng Old Street
Person.... Turned into a fool?
Miao Qianqian's adjective is a bit special.
I touched my head, some cried and some wanted to laugh, and I wanted to touch Miao Qianqian's head to comfort her, the deep hatred between the two is understandable.
I thought about it and followed Miao Qianqian's words and said, "Then what kind of fool is he?" ”
Miao Qianqian glared at me and continued to work on the steering wheel in front, "It's just that now the whole person is insane, crazy, and has become neurotic...... Specifically, don't ask me, I don't know, I haven't seen that scumbag in over a year. ”
I said I understood.
It's not a big deal, it's just to buy furniture, and then take a look at that Liang Shao's matter.
The two of us talked as we drove to the furniture city in the old area of Nancheng.
I remember that there was an old street in this area.
When I arrived at the place, the stone street with a very ancient style, most of them were selling mahogany furniture, some years, similar to the pattern of the flower and bird market, there were also some birds and insects sold, and some second-class dealers sold fake antiques, the reputation was not particularly good, and they specialized in slaughtering outsiders.
I said, "By the way, since you're out to do something, why don't you call Xiaoqing by the way?" ”
"I didn't scream, and we don't have to." Miao Qianqian said with a big grin: "We two adults, we can't always rely on other little girls, right?" And this matter, the fool in front of him, we have come to do things for him to give him face, and we did our best when he died....."
I was speechless.
It turned out that Miao Qianqian had this idea, and she deliberately hid it, not calling Xiao Qing'er with yin and yang eyes to come, she was ready to fool her mind about this matter.
I don't have any idea of saving someone's life to create a seventh-level floating slaughter, I don't bother to pay attention to the life of that kind of scum, Miao Qianqian was also forced to come here to take a walk, after all, for the scum who once wanted to rape herself, with her character, it is enough to give face.
The two of us got out of the car in the parking lot outside and walked into Nancheng Old Street.
It's a lively old street.
Along the way, from time to time, I saw a few old men playing chess, and some old people holding carving knives, wearing large-framed reading glasses, and carving their dry old faces against wood carvings.
"Wow! Qianqian, I haven't been here for a long time. ”
"You slippery Nizi, bring your boyfriend?"
"Hey, hey! Why are you little devil back.... When I was a child, while I was sleeping, I cut off my beard and used it as a brush. "There is an old man who plays chess blowing his beard and glaring.
"You loser! I used to use the Hainan pears that I have treasured for more than ten years to grow fungus and raise mushrooms, and I am reluctant to use them for carving.... It's a terrible thing! ”
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Along the way, the old people in the furniture shops along the street, when they saw Miao Qianqian walking on the street, they all shouted a few times, they were very familiar, and even circled around, asking questions around Miao Qianqian.
"Haha! Second man, how old is your old boy? ”
"Mrs. Zhang, your grandson smashed, that idiot was admitted to college this year?"
Miao Qianqian responded to the words of those old people, she didn't respect the old and love the young at all, and looked like she was communicating with her peers, but those old men and women were very enthusiastic, and these old men and old women seemed to be used to it.
I touched my nose.
I have a feeling that this little girl was the nightmare of this street back then, the little devil, and made these old people jump.
Miao Qianqian pinched her nose and whispered to me: "That scumbag son, let's not mention it first, Uncle Liang is very good to me, I have been playing on this street since I was a child...... The people on this street, basically I know, don't look at them all look honest and kind old people on the outside, in fact, they are all black-hearted dealers, all streets are wicked streets, this street sells antiques and furniture are all outsiders, and all streets are profiteers, these insidious and cunning black-hearted old men and old women, when they were young, all the streets were mixed with black, and they used machetes to cut people. ”
Miao Qianqian told me about this again.
She is really a tyrant in Nancheng Old Street, playing big here.
She spent most of her childhood here, except for the dilapidated home, and learned carving with the old people here, and her first generation of ears, fungus, was grown here.
The old people here all know each other, and they are embarrassed to refuse that Uncle Liang's request because of this.
I grew my mouth in shock and said, "You are simply self-taught, and the first generation of ear yin technique was researched by yourself?" ”
"That's it!" Miao Qianqian crossed her waist and laughed triumphantly, "Although it is not as good as the current Indian Yin People Holy Relic, I cultivated it by myself." ”
Then, she said: "Don't look at the tatters here, ninety percent of the furniture in our city comes from here, the monopoly leader, and even many outsiders come here to do wholesale, so whoever dares to offend me, the furniture doesn't need to be bought, all you buy is rotten wood with long worms!" Our old people here..... They are all social people! ”
"The real high-quality products are from the hands of the old carpenters here, those lathes and furniture, not carved along the grain, there is no kind of high-end elegance, every old carpenter here is a baby, when he was young, it was very messy, the carpenters on this street are in a group, and those underworld carry knives to do it."
Miao Qianqian said: "My Uncle Liang is the head snake of this street, the head carpenter back then, the furniture store here, all have to listen to him, and he himself has a big furniture factory.....
I accompanied Miao Qianqian while walking, while looking at the mahogany furniture store along the way, this is the street where Miao Qianqian played in her childhood, quite distinctive, I really can't see that these kind and kind old men and old ladies are actually ruthless profiteers, come here to play... You must not be fooled and slaughtered.
Walk to the end and see the brick-walled compound.
An old man was grinding furniture in the yard, his arms were black and thin, very stable and flat, and he was an old carpenter.
Miao Qianqian said to me that this is Uncle Li, an old carpenter in the furniture factory, with very deep qualifications, holding up half the sky of the furniture factory, the lever of the furniture factory, and Uncle Liang's proud leader.
"Huh? Qianqian girl, why are you free to come, you haven't been here for a while, and you're also that brute... I want to drug you... The old man of our entire furniture factory has no face to see you. The old man put down the file and stood up, pushed his glasses and turned his head to look at me, and smiled meaningfully, "Qianqian, your friend?" The first time I saw you bring a friend, a very handsome young man, a good person. ”
This kind smile.... I was speechless.
No matter where I am, when the neighbors see the girl next door bringing such a male friend back, they will think about it, and just now those old ladies and old men looked at me wrongly, which is meaningful.
Miao Qianqian patted her chest heroically, pointed at me and said, "Uncle Li, this is my buddy!" Specializing in doing things for people, I came to solve the problem for Liang Xiaoqiang on that dog day. ”
Liang Xiaoqiang is Liang Shao's name, but Miao Qianqian told me that as soon as others called him Xiaoqiang, he beat people and touched his scales, so they were all called Liang Shao.
"Alas! Alas! How could our Uncle Liang give birth to such a lack of morality. The old man waved his hand, secretly pulled Miao Qianqian and teased in a low voice: "Upstairs, stay in that small room.... Kill him secretly, at least secretly maim him, and don't let him harm his daughter again.... I can trust you girl's ability. ”
I was stunned.
This Uncle Li's personality is somewhat similar to Miao Qianqian, Miao Qianqian, the little demon king, grew up under this group of clever black-hearted traders, old men and old women, no wonder it became like this.
This is simply a copy of the little fish that came out of the Valley of the Wicked.
"Uncle Li...... I understand! Even if I get it right, I will find a way to castrate him and teach him the principles of being a man. Miao Qianqian patted her chest, and no one was big or small.
The two of us went inside.
Inside was a huge factory building, with a large pile of wood in the corner, and several gray-clad carpenter workers gathered around a huge machine, cutting a huge piece of wood with a diameter of one meter.
Miao Qianqian pointed to her eyes and said: "Processing, I have been making this machine since I was a child, but it is also very dangerous, a few people have cut off their fingers and arms before, this is the third generation of machines." ”
I was also speechless and said: You are so bold and fat, you have been playing here since you were a child.
"That is, don't look at who I am? The super little bully who runs rampant in the old streets of Nancheng! Miao Qianqian jumped up proudly.