"If you and I were wearing ordinary clothes, then the boss wouldn't be like this."

After listening to Lin Xining's explanation, Qingfeng turned his head and understood.

"The boss looked at our clothes and knew that we had money, so he would entertain us. Because he wants to make money from us. ”

"It's pretty flexible."

Lin Xining listened to Qingfeng's words, commented casually, and then continued to flip through the booklet in his hand.

This shop, although only small and medium-sized. But this booklet is well done, from the most basic wood to the finest wood, it is marked one by one.

It is full of pictures and texts, so that novices can understand it at a glance.

Lin Xining and Qingfeng drank tea while flipping through the booklet, and quickly finished reading the whole book.

After a while, just as Lin Xining was about to add tea, the noise of the boss and a young man suddenly came from outside.

Lin Xining glanced at Qingfeng, touched the black stone lying quietly on his shoulder, and then walked out.

Look at the excitement!

…

"You boss! I don't know what to do! This piece of wood is obviously what I like, why don't you buy it for me! ”

"Just because he gives more money, isn't he?"

A college student in washed white jeans, holding a finger-long yellow rosewood in his hand, stood opposite the boss with a wry smile.

And on the sofa next to the boss, there is also a young man who looks 'high-spirited'.

When the young man heard the college student's shouting words, he crossed Erlang's legs and sneered.

"You didn't pay, what if you fancy it. Also, Lao Tzu is rich, how about it! ”

"Boss, wrap the wood for me, I'll pay three times the price!"

The boss heard the words of the young master sitting on the sofa, and looked at the young college student with a bitter face.

"Handsome guy, it's not like I won't sell it to you. You see, you didn't pay, and the wood you fancied, this young master also took a fancy to it. ”

"You know that the one with the highest price will get it."

"Give me the wood."

The college student glared angrily at the young man on the sofa, then turned his head and glanced at the boss again.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the piece of wood in one hand, and pulled his wallet out of his pocket with the other.

"I'm quadruple! Check out quickly. I want an invoice! ”

The boss took the wallet thrown by the college student, and turned his head to look at the rich second-generation young man again.

The rich second-generation young man looked at the appearance of the college student who must fight him, and a desire to win was immediately aroused.

Got up from the couch, gave the college student a dangerous look, and then also took his wallet out of his pocket and pulled a card out of it.

"Eight times! Lao Tzu wants it today. ”

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he heard the young man say that he was willing to pay eight times higher than the original price.

I returned the college student's wallet, took the bank card of the rich second-generation youth, and went to the cashier to find the POS machine.

The Hainan Huanghuali wood they are competing for is actually just a leftover material of a century-old Huanghuali tree.

The 'grid' of Huanghuali in the South China Sea occupies about 13, and the rest are waste.

This wood is a certain leftover material from the past, and it has been backlogged in the store for two or three years.

The price is generally set at about 3,000, and now someone pays eight times the price, which is more than 20,000 yuan!

Moreover, the college student will definitely not be able to come up with a higher price, so it is better to buy it now, lest the rich second-generation young man regret it.

"Now, this young master, please enter a password."

The rich second-generation young man glanced at the POS machine that was taken by the shopkeeper and quickly entered the password.

Then he took the wood wrapped by the boss, carried his bank card, and swaggered away in front of the college student with a disdainful face.

Yang Fan (the college student) looked at the rich second-generation young man like this, and the resentment in his heart couldn't help but come out, and by the way, even the store owner was ruthless.

Lin Xining and Qingfeng walked out, and through their conversation, they knew what was going on.

Instead of meddling, he casually browsed the woods in the shop.

Lin Xining glanced at it casually, and then from the wooden shelf in the corner, he hugged a wooden segment as thick as an adult man's thigh.

"Boss, this, check out."

The boss didn't want to entangle with this Yang Fan anymore, but when he heard Lin Xining's voice, he immediately put aside Yang Fan and came to Lin Xining's side enthusiastically.

The boss first glanced at the wood that Lin Xining had taken down, and quickly sifted out the price of this piece of wood in his mind.

"This young master, this is the largest semi-exposed wood in the shop, and it is native to African mahogany. The price is much cheaper than Hainan Huanghuali and other mahogany in China. ”

"It's about 2,000 yuan a pound."

Lin Xining nodded, called the boss to weigh it, and then opened it again.

…

Here, Lin Xining paid neatly. As soon as I turned around, I saw Qingfeng and the college student arguing.

It turned out that Qing Feng ran to the door of the store at some point and took a piece of wood that was only as thick as his thumb but was two meters high.

And Yang Fan happened to take a fancy to it, and the two of them barred up at the door.

Qing Feng held the end of the wood, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze penetrated at Yang Fan.

"This wood is my favorite, and you like to cut off your beard so much?"

Under the gaze of Qingfeng, Yang Fan flashed a trace of emptiness in his heart, and then he didn't know where the confidence came from, and his hand firmly grasped the other end of the wood.

"I also like this wood, I really like it very much, a young master like you is not short of money, can't you choose something else! Why are you robbing me? ”

Lin Xining, who was on the side, walked next to Qingfeng, and when he passed by Yang Fan, he suddenly felt an aura from him that was completely inconsistent with himself.

A silver light flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Yang Fan.

I saw that the depths of this Yang Fan's soul were absorbed by an old tree root.

And Yang Fan seemed to be still talking to him in his head.

Yang Fan: "System, is this wood really better than the previous one?" ”

The old tree root in the depths of his soul moved one of his branches, and a mechanical voice came out: "Of course, and the price of this piece of wood is even cheaper than the previous one." The quality of the 'grid' will not be bad, and it will not be a problem to increase the price more than ten times. ”

"It's also because this boss has a bad eye, and such good materials are actually thrown into the secondary materials at the door."

Yang Fan talked to his 'system' in his mind for a few words, and after getting the 'system' answer, his heart to get this wood became even more urgent.

looked at the green pig who was dragging the wood, and there was a trace of contempt in his eyes.

"This kind of material is not worthy of a young master like you at all, so you might as well give it to me."

Obviously, Yang Fan looks down on 'ordinary people' like Qingfeng and Lin Xining.

It's also normal, he is a man who has the favor of the 'system'.

Lin Xining saw the contempt in Yang Fan's eyes, and took a deep look at the old tree roots hidden in the depths of his soul.

Listening to the conversation between Yang Fan and Lao Shugen in his head, he knew the situation of this college student.

The corners of his mouth twitched, he patted Qingfeng's shoulder, and casually took one from the wood outside.

"Qingfeng, you can buy this piece of wood. That piece of wood really doesn't deserve you. ”

"Anyway, we are all here to gamble, novices like us, let's look at the edge."

Hearing Lin Xining's words, Qingfeng let go of the hand holding the wood.

Naturally, he took the wood handed over by Lin Xining, and brought a rainbow fart by the way.

"It's still the wood that the young master chose is good-looking, and the one that looked really ugly just now is going to die."

……