After a long time, "Little Pigtail Li" smacked his lips and gently rolled up the scroll.

"Boss Li, something is wrong?" Qian Yongqiang's heart tightened, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"Little Pigtail Li" rolled up the picture scroll, stuffed it into Qian Yongqiang's hand, patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's it for today, I still have something to do, let's go, Boss Qian, show me any good things in the future." After saying that, he left without looking back. The rest of the people froze in place, stunned one by one.

"'Little pigtail Li', my brother's things are right, you tell me, what's the matter if you leave without a word?" Huang Youcai's loud voice yelled at the distant back of "Little Pigtail Li".

"I'm not sure!" "Little Pigtail Lee" didn't turn his head, raised a hand and waved, and continued to walk forward.

"Don't ask, Boss Huang, count me unlucky, 'eye-catching'!" Qian Yongqiang came back to his senses, threw the scroll into the tricycle car, and said to the onlookers, "Let everyone laugh, let's do business again when there are goods in the future, and I will close the stall today." ”

Everyone saw that there was no excitement to see, and they all dispersed.

"Brother, don't believe 'pigtail Li', usually others lift him, saying that he is the first in the ghost market, that is to coax him to play, let him pay a lot of money to buy things, in fact, that guy is a half bottle of vinegar, he said fake is fake? Besides, 'Little Pigtail Lee' didn't say that your thing was fake, he said 'I can't get it'! Everyone else is gone, and only Huang Youcai is left comforting him.

"'Little Pigtail Lee' that's saving face for me!" Qian Yongqiang smiled bitterly at Huang Youcai, "I have planted it this time, I am not good at learning art, and I can't complain about others!" ”

"Brother, don't be discouraged, take it out and sell it after a while. When the time comes, as long as someone takes a fancy to it, the price should not be too high, and others will not come back to you even if they find out that something is a little wrong. Huang Youcai leaned into Qian Yongqiang's ear and whispered. I've done this before. ”

"Well, wait a minute. I'm a little sleepy and want to go back and sleep for a while. Qian Yongqiang hastily closed the stall and rode a tricycle to leave.

"Brother, I have something I want to ask you for, can you do it?" Huang Youcai saw that Qian Yongqiang was leaving, so he hurriedly stopped him.

"What's the matter, tell me about it first?" Qian Yongqiang hung his head, weak, and asked half-deadly.

"Isn't it almost summer, the place where I live now is too low, and every year during the rainy season, the room is flooded, and the books are flooded a lot. How's your place? If it rains heavily in the summer and the water doesn't get in, I'll move to your side, and we'll be companions. Huang Youcai didn't care about Qian Yongqiang's emotions, and still asked him about renting a house with great interest.

"I've lived there for three or four years, and no matter how much rain it has, the room hasn't been flooded. However, as far as I know, there are no empty houses downstairs. Otherwise, I'll tell you when I check out the door. "The house that Qian Yongqiang rents is a two-up, two-down building with a small courtyard. The landlord doesn't live in it, he still has a house in the city center, so he simply rented out all four houses here. Qian Yongqiang lives in the room on the left downstairs, and the one rented on the right is a couple selling brine goods; The two rooms upstairs are empty, but it is not suitable for Huang Youcai to live, because people like Huang Youcai and Qian Yongqiang receive a large number of books every day, and it is very difficult to move upstairs and downstairs. They generally only consider bungalows or downstairs rooms when renting a house.

Qian Yongqiang has been in Nanjing for a few years, and he doesn't have any friends, he usually goes alone, and he doesn't even have a person to talk to his heart, and he is very lonely. If Huang Youcai moved over and became a neighbor with him, of course he couldn't ask for it. Although Huang Youcai is a small picker and loves to make small gains, according to Qian Yongqiang's observation, his nature is not bad, and he is quite righteous.

"There are no empty houses downstairs, so are there any upstairs?" Huang Youcai asked.

"Upstairs?" Qian Yongqiang asked puzzledly, "There is a room upstairs, but it is not suitable for you?" How do you carry such a heavy book? ”

Huang Youcai patted his chest and said with a smile: "It's okay, we have the strength, it's like playing with a bag of books of 100 catties and 10 pounds!" ”

Qian Yongqiang glanced at Huang Youcai, this guy is as strong as a cow, and it doesn't look like he's bragging.

"The key is whether the rent is expensive?" Huang Youcai approached Qian Yongqiang, blinked and asked.

"One hundred and fifty dollars a month." Qian Yongqiang said.

"It's too dark, isn't it?" Huang Youcai jumped up and said, "The house I rented is only seventy yuan a month!" ”

"You get what you pay for, seventy times it rains and it gets water, and one hundred and five people are not afraid of no matter how heavy it rains. The books you drown in a summer are worth hundreds of dollars, and when it is windy and rainy, you will be scared, and this mental damage fee is also worth a lot of money! ”

"That's okay, I live in one hundred and fifteen in the summer and seventy in the spring, autumn and winter, and I can save a lot of money in a year." Huang Youcai thought about it and said.

"Whatever you want, as long as you don't bother, you can move back and forth." Qian Yongqiang said secretly in his heart, "You really don't lose the famous 'Huang Jiaomen'." ”

"By the way, I have three days left in the rent, and I'll move in when I'm done. You talk to your landlord first and ask him to wait for me for a few days. Qian Yongqiang was just about to leave, but was stopped by Huang Youcai.

"Okay, I'll tell the landlord about it at dawn, and you move in three days. First of all, I don't have the strength to help you move goods upstairs! ”

"I don't need you to move the goods for me." Huang Youcai patted Qian Yongqiang's shoulder and said, "How can you do that heavy work with thin arms and legs." I'm grateful for that, and I'll treat you to a drink when I move in. ”

"Well said, well said. Then you continue to be busy, I'm going back, I have to collect the goods during the day, the loss was too great yesterday, I have to find a way to make it back! "Qian Yongqiang is not happy today, and he doesn't want to talk to Huang Youcai anymore.

"You go slowly, don't think about it! If you still can't get it out after a while, I can help you try it and make sure you won't lose a lot of money. Huang Youcai patted his chest and said, "When the time comes, you will watch the performance of your buddy!" ”

"Gone." Qian Yongqiang shook his head with a wry smile, and said secretly in his heart, "If I can't sell it, what can you do!" ”

This time, he was careless, and he overestimated his level, and lost more than 2,000 yuan in vain. Qian Yongqiang constantly examines himself, is not calm in trouble, too greedy, and a huge temptation often means a huge trap. When I got home, I lay on the bed and tossed and turned, always unable to sleep, always thinking about buying fake calligraphy and paintings, and only squinted for a while when it was almost dawn.

In the past, every time I went to the night market and came back, I could always go to the bank to deposit some money the next day, but this time it didn't work, this time I went to the bank not to deposit money, but to withdraw money. If he didn't withdraw the money, he wouldn't even have the capital to receive the goods.

took 5,000 yuan and put it in his pocket, Qian Yongqiang dragged the waste books he collected at the old lady's house yesterday and went to Qingshi Village in a leisurely manner. He warned himself that people should be self-aware, and that business should not be too rampant, because rampant requires a cost. His capital is hard-won, and every penny and every corner has been hard-won. He secretly made up his mind that he still had to abide by the principle he set for himself when he entered the industry: if it is real, it should be bought as a fake; Fake ones should be sold as real ones.

The acquisition of the high boss of Qingshi Village stood at the far edge of the village, and there was a small ditch in front of the door. It used to be the factory of a food processing factory, but when the factory collapsed, it was rented to Boss Gao to recycle books and newspapers.

Qian Yongqiang parked the tricycle in front of the scales. Boss Gao stood there reclining on the scale, holding an old newspaper in his hand, looking at it with relish. Boss Gao is very burly, and his big back is combed with setting glue to make it shiny and not messy. When Boss Gao found out that Qian Yongqiang was coming, he quickly threw away the newspaper, grinned, and asked, "Boss Qian, do you have goods for sale?" ”

Qian Yongqiang pouted at Nunu in the carriage and said, "A little, not much." ”

"You haven't been here in a long time?"

"I've been a little lazy lately, so I haven't been running much." Qian Yongqiang said in his heart, "I don't come here much when you are here, it's rare that you still think about me!" ”

"Xiao Li, you come over and help me and unload Boss Qian's goods for weighing." Boss Gao beckoned to a young man who was working not far away.

The young man immediately put down his work and walked over quickly.

Qian Yongqiang looked at this young man, who was in his twenties, not tall, quite stocky, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very simple appearance. Boss Gao's family is just a worker, and it seems that he secretly sold things to Huang Youcai. It seems that people really can't be seen.

Without waiting for others to help, the young man named Xiao Li quickly moved the three hundred and ten pound pockets in the carriage to the scales.

After the weighing, Boss Gao counted the money to Qian Yongqiang and signaled Qian Yongqiang to pick up books in the warehouse. Boss Gao's warehouse is much larger than Boss Li's, and the empty factory building is full of piles of books and newspapers. Xiao Li led Qian Yongqiang to the side of a pile of books in the warehouse, and said that this is the goods that have been collected in the past few days, you can read it slowly, I still have something to do, so I turned around and left.

Qian Yongqiang circled around the pile of books, looked at the pile of books as a whole, and quickly picked out the books that were easy to sell and worth some money, and put them aside. Then find a few useless books stacked together as stools, sit on them, calm down, and comb the rest of the books one by one. It took three or four hours to pick out a hundred and ten pounds of books, and the quality was average, and none of them could make his eyes shine and sell them at a high price. Qian Yongqiang became a little irritable, picked for a while, and decided to evacuate, not wasting time here. Qian Yongqiang weighed the books he had just picked, paid the money and was just about to leave, when he saw a tricycle not far away driving straight to this side, so he stopped, wanting to see what the car was selling.

When the tricycle drove up, Qian Yongqiang found that the rider was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old half-sized man, with a thin body, dark skin, and a three-seven-year-old haircut, wearing a dirty sky-blue sportswear, looking like a middle school student.

Boss Gao glanced at him and shouted at the only worker in his family: "Xiao Li, don't do it, come and receive the goods!" ”

"Hey!" Xiao Li threw down the work in his hand and ran over quickly, just about to unload the pockets on the car, the young man who sold goods raised his hand to stop him and asked, "How much is a pound of books and paper now?" How much is a pound of newspapers? ”

Boss Gao replied: "Five corners of books and paper, eight corners of newspapers." ”

"Okay, let's weigh it." The young man pulled one of the pockets and pulled it up hard, then grabbed the bottom with one hand and the top edge with the other, and the whole pocket was picked up by him, and then turned around and put it on the scale. Qian Yongqiang found that although this person was small, he had a lot of strength.

Xiao Li, a worker of Boss Gao, also learned the posture of the young man who sold goods, and moved the remaining pockets to the scales, and moved to the last one, almost not moving, he shouted: "It's so heavy!" ”

"You ran out of strength before you moved, and you felt heavy at the end." The young man smiled unnaturally.

"You see that you are tired when you do some work, you can eat two per person, and you will call if your salary is paid one day late!" Boss Gao sneered at Xiao Li. Xiao Li didn't dare to speak anymore, just buried himself in his work.

"Young man, I see that you are looking at you, this is the first time you have come to sell goods, right?" Boss Gao threw a cigarette to him, and also gave Qian Yeqiang and worker Xiao Li one each.

"I just arrived in Nanjing. I don't smoke. The young man who sold the goods returned the cigarette to Boss Gao.

"What do you call it, boss? Please take care of my business in the future! Boss Gao said with a smile.

"My surname is Li." Boss Li didn't seem to like to talk much, and Boss Gao also saw it, so he didn't talk to him anymore and began to settle accounts for him.

"Xiao Li, is there any problem with the goods just now?" Boss Gao shouted at Xiao Li in the warehouse at the top of his voice, holding a handful of money in his hand and preparing to hand it over to the young man who sold the goods. Xiao Li is holding a paper cutter and scratching his pockets one by one, checking the goods in his pockets for adulteration or defective products. Qian Yongqiang also followed behind to see if there were any goods he needed in the open pocket.

"Come on, boss, just have a pocket!" Xiao Li replied loudly.

"Hey, what is this? Boss Qian, come and take a look. The young man who was standing next to Boss Gao and was about to reach out to receive the money suddenly became nervous. Qian Yongqiang leaned over and looked in the direction of Xiao Li's finger. A large, delicate gift box, wrapped tightly around it with duct tape.

Qian Yongqiang tapped with his fingers, shook his head, and said nothing. Based on his previous experience, he had already guessed eight or nine points in his heart. The box is not a gift or a book or newspaper. In the past, he had seen people do this, putting sand and dirt inside the gift box to pretend to be books, paper and newspapers to deceive the buyer. Doing this kind of thing can sometimes be a little cheap, but once discovered, the light one will be scolded, and the heavy one will be beaten fat, and it is very despised by peers. Qian Yongqiang cast a disdainful glance at the young man standing at the door.

"It's all dirt, thirty or forty pounds! Boss Gao, this kid is blinded by us! Xiao Li took the gift box out of his pocket and cut it open with a knife, revealing the wet soil inside, Xiao Li shouted at Boss Gao, "I said why is it so heavy, it turns out that it is all wet soil!" ”

Boss Gao put the money in his pocket, quickly ran over, kicked the gift box full of dirt with his foot, screamed in pain, and then cursed. The young man at the door stood there dumbfounded, motionless, staring blankly at this scene.