Since Zhang Jianjun came over, the smile on his face has never disappeared, but he is a little cold to Liu Yirong.

During the meal, Mr. Ye also kept serving Zhang Jianjun vegetables.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun put down his chopsticks and began to ease the atmosphere, he noticed that Liu Yirong's face was a little ugly, and he probably felt that he couldn't fit in, although he offered to see the antiques.

But I guess I can't do it a little bit.

"By the way, Mr. Ye, I haven't introduced you yet."

Only then did Mr. Ye notice him.

"You see, I'm so excited to see you, even your friends are negligent, don't mind, I didn't mean that."

Mr. Ye said with a smile, just this sentence made the two of them let go of all the mustard.

"It's okay, I'm here just to see what that porcelain looks like, it's really bothering you to come here, I hope you don't mind, I just want to see it."

Liu Yirong looked a little nervous when he explained this, as if what he wanted to see was not porcelain, but important people.

"Don't be nervous, if you want to see porcelain, I haven't met like-minded people for a long time, sometimes I feel that porcelain is a waste here, it's a pity that I appreciate it alone."

Mr. Ye's words made him feel a lot more comfortable.

He couldn't wait to see this porcelain, and immediately put down his chopsticks after eating, but he also knew the measure, this was Mr. Ye's room, and he couldn't enter without his permission.

At this time, Mr. Ye pushed open the inner room, and the porcelain was placed here.

"Is this the porcelain you want to see?"

Mr. Ye asked softly.

"Yes, that's it! When I went to buy it, I said that someone else had bought it a long time ago, and I wanted to ask who bought it, but no one said that they should hide your identity. ”

Liu Yirong spoke slowly, with tears in his eyes.

"I have this habit, every time I buy something, I like to hide my identity, even if I sell antiques, I don't know what my identity is, if you want to ask, you can't say anything."

Mr. Ye had already seen enough of these porcelain, and he and Zhang Jianjun left the room and let Liu Yirong look here alone.

Zhang Jianjun also brought some bread when he came, and he also felt that it was inappropriate to be empty-handed, but Mr. Ye didn't seem to lack anything, so it was better to take something real.

"Didn't I run a bread factory, so I brought you something, you can eat some bread when you don't want to cook, and it's still very filling."

Mr. Ye gladly accepted it, and unwrapped the package without mind and took a bite directly.

"It tastes good, how much does this bread cost?"

"One dollar."

"Can you buy bread for a dollar?"

Mr. Ye was very surprised, although he didn't like to eat this thing, but every New Year's holiday, when children came back for the holidays, he would ask people to buy a lot of bread and come back, which was not a small amount.

Although the consumption level in this era is very low, bread is a new thing, and the price is naturally very high, and he has never seen a dollar of cheap bread.

"It is precisely because the bread that so many people eat is imported and expensive, that I want to build a bread tube factory so that everyone can afford it."

Mr. Ye admired it even more after hearing this, and he already had a good impression of Zhang Jianjun.

At this time, Liu Yirong walked out, and it could be seen that he was still a little reluctant, after all, this was something he would never get.