8 Taobao
Zhong Yuemin was dissatisfied and became a joke in everyone's mouth, and threatened: "You all owe it, why do you always say what am I doing?" ”
Zheng Tong walked behind Jiang Hua, and said in a pretending manner: "Come, please start your performance, Brother Hua is here, the young and old are orderly, start with Brother Hua." ”
Jiang Hua glanced up at Zhong Yuemin, Zhong Yuemin immediately felt chills all over his body, maybe Jiang Hua had killed, Zhong Yuemin felt a murderous aura.
"Brother, why are you willing to buy a chicken to stew today, but that's it."
Jiang Hua lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the spoon and tasted the saltiness, the taste was good, and it was just the mouth.
"Damn, I'll go out for a few days, you'll be out there for a few days, this is the pheasant I went into the mountains to hunt, you are really a dog, you know how to go home as soon as you have a fragrance, I finally stew a chicken, and I have to share it with you bastards, I'm sorry for myself."
"So it's a coincidence!" Zhong Yuemin stretched out his hand as if he was taking a spoon to scoop the soup and taste it.
Jiang Hua slapped his hand away, and said angrily: "The staple food at home is not enough, go out and buy a few steamed buns and come back, can you feed you just by drinking chicken soup?" ”
"Hey."
Zhong Yuemin stood up, squatted down again, and said embarrassedly: "Brother, it's no problem to run errands, the money and food stamps, you can support it." ”
"Take it yourself in the drawer, and you will be an uncle every day."
After taking the money and tickets, Zhong Yuemin went out to buy steamed buns, Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong helped Jiang Hua wash and wash them, and when Zhong Yuemin came back, the soup was almost ready, and the four of them ate a meal.
Yuan Jun touched his belly and said: "It's still delicious meat, how many days, every day pickles are pimpled, and today I finally open the meat." ”
Four young men, a big pot of chicken soup, not even a little soup root left, the scraps and bones were all chewed away.
Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong wanted to stay overnight, but Jiang Hua drove them out of the house without hesitation, wanting to stay overnight, grandma, I didn't sleep well last night, and the next day I had a headache.
When he got up early the next morning, Zhong Yuemin was gone again, and he didn't know where this kid had such a big spirit all day long, he had nothing to do all day, and he got up so early, just because he was still not hungry enough.
Jiang Hua squatted at home for a day yesterday, and today he was very quiet and ready to go around the street.
I went to the street to find that there are really no people on the street now, and the most of them are veterans, these big boys, since the school was closed, have no restraints, and they have become the focus of the public security department's attention by beckoning cats and dogs on the street all day long.
Jiang Hua was dressed in a navy blue tunic, although he was already a little white, but he stood up and straightened his back when he walked, and he looked like a promising young man, so the comrades at the police station only looked at it a few times and stopped paying attention.
From time to time, there were fights and brawls on the streets, and the comrades of the police station were able to arrive at the scene quickly on bicycles, but these veterans had rich combat experience and immediately dispersed.
Jiang Huaxin wandered around and unconsciously walked to a scrap yard.
Looking at the signboard of the waste recycling station, Jiang Hua was stunned, I heard that there are a lot of treasures in the waste recycling station of this era, although I don't know antiques, but at this time, it is worse than the price of cabbage.
"That kid, is there any scrap to sell?"
Looking at an old man at the door, he looked at Jiang Hua, who had been standing at the door for a while, and didn't know what he was doing, so he asked.
"No, uncle, I still lack some furniture or something at home, and I don't have a ticket to buy a new one, so I wonder if I can change some here with you, at least it should be cheaper."
"This kid is quite good at running a family, it's okay, come in and take a look, if you have a consensus, you can sell it to you, the price is cheap, it's more cost-effective than buying a new one."
took Jiang Hua into the waste recycling station, and went directly to see the leader, at this time, it was those leaders of the Revolutionary Committee who had the final say, few of these people were for the good of the country, and they were all selfish and selfish.
"If you want to buy old things, no problem, go pick it up, and go to the accountant to settle the bill."
The head of the revolutionary committee was unexpectedly easy to speak, and an employee took Jiang Hua to the warehouse.
"It's all old furniture here, and there are pots and pans next to it, you can pick it yourself, just call me when you pick it, and settle the accounts together."
After saying that, this thing is actually gone, isn't this putting the mouse in the rice tank?
This employee saw that Jiang Hua was wearing relatively thin, and he definitely couldn't hide anything, so he was very relieved to let Jiang Hua choose alone, who would have thought that Jiang Hua would have a portable space.
Jiang Hua walked into the warehouse, good guys, these guys don't work, this warehouse is chaotic, and things are scattered everywhere.
Don't be busy looking at the furniture, there seems to be something like calligraphy and painting scrolls in the basket over there.
Looking outside, the guy was sitting against the wall with half a pack of cigarettes he had stuffed over, basking in the sun.
Jiang Hua opened a scroll, it was a painting, Chinese cabbage and grasshoppers, look at the payment, Baishi Shan Weng, this Jiang Hua really knows, Qi Baishi's alias, and then open a pair, the payment Daqian Jushi, this is Zhang Daqian, you will know it as soon as you hear it.
I opened a few pictures in a row, a few of them were Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian, and the rest were unknown, or they didn't look as good as Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian's paintings, so I put them away.
Jiang Hua had limited time, so he didn't have time to take a closer look at them one by one, so he took a small half of each box out, it was by no means greedy for money, we were saving cultural relics.
Skipping the scroll, there are bronze utensils next to it, Jiang Hua doesn't know anything about this, so he can only look at a few more quaint and atmospheric ones and put them away.
There are also some porcelain, piled up in the corner like garbage, no, what is placed here is garbage, so Jiang Hua unceremoniously put away a small half, all of which are picked up beautifully, among which there are a few purple iron feet, gold wire and iron wire, it will not really be the five famous kilns of the Southern Song Dynasty, if it is true, it will make a lot of money.
After doing bad things, Jiang Hua pretended to pick up the old furniture, when he bought wood before, he also learned some knowledge of mahogany, he picked the red sandalwood material, and chose a set of eight immortal tables, as well as Taishi chairs, a set of large wardrobes, and a set of stepping beds.
"Hey, buddy, pick it up, come in and settle the score."
The guy opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Hua for a moment, and muttered: "Wait, come." ”
I waited until the cigarette in my hand burned out, then I stood up and patted my buttocks, and followed Jiang Hua into the warehouse.
Looking at the things Jiang Hua selected, he estimated it and reported the number, "Give one hundred and two." ”
Jiang Hua pretended to be distressed and said: "It's so expensive, it's all waste." ”
"Is it a waste product, do you count it in your heart, such a big bed, and the old goods are worth a lot of money, give you this price, it's enough."