"Little comrade, you have come to the wrong place, there is only old furniture here." After looking at it, the little old man said lightly.

"I just want to buy old furniture, preferably a bed made of rosewood." Li Weidong laid out the carriage and horses and went straight to the point.

"Rosewood bed?"

The little old man had a strange face.

"Who did you hear that there is a rosewood bed here? Do you think everyone is stupid and can't tell the difference between good and bad? ”

"Didn't you?" Li Weidong couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Of course not, not to mention the rosewood bed, even if there is no old wood bed, but there are two sycamore beds, it is estimated that it is thirty or fifty years old, do you want it?" The little old man asked with a smile.

"But I've heard there's antique furniture here." Li Weidong said again.

"Picked up the leak? Little comrade, to tell you the truth, a few years ago, there may have been what you said, but this will, it must be gone, and the old furniture here, at most, is from the Republic of China period, which is useless. The little old man explained.

There is no doubt that Li Weidong was deceived by the story again.

In his previous life, he heard some anecdotes from a friend who liked antiques, about the friendship shop here in the capital in the seventies and eighties, which specialized in selling antiques, and they were all fidelity.

Today, the Friendship Store is not open.

So Li Weidong instinctively felt that the same store should also have a department store.

Unexpectedly, it was a joke.

Since there is no rosewood furniture he wants, Li Weidong naturally doesn't look down on the so-called sycamore wood bed, and it is estimated that it will collapse if he stomps his feet hard.

But just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly remembered the subtle expression and determined expression of the other party just now, and his heart moved.

Moreover, the other party just said that there were a few years ago.

So where did it go now?

"Sir, please show me the way." Li Weidong said.

"No, I can't afford to be called sir, as for the way, what way can I have for a person who is about to step into the coffin with half a foot?"

The little old man's head shook like a rattle.

"Sir, are you short of food?" Li Weidong directly offered a killer feature.

In fact, there is no shortage of food in these years.

"What? Do you have food? I'm so old, I don't have good teeth. The little old man's smile also narrowed a little.

"I can get pumpkins and wheat." Li Weidong said.

If he wants to spend money to buy it, he may feel distressed, but in exchange for food, he doesn't feel anything, and even feels that he has earned it.

Even if we know that food is more useful than money, this notion cannot be changed.

At this moment, the little old man's expression became completely serious.

He looked at Li Weidong again.

Just looking at Li Weidong's appearance, skin, and clothing, it is obvious that he is not the kind of rich and noble family who has not suffered.

On the contrary, Li Weidong's skin was somewhat rough at this time.

This is because the original owner used to be in the countryside all the year round, and he was exposed to the wind and sun, which could not be compared with a little white face like Li Weimin.

"Sir, I'll tell you the truth, not long after I arrived in the city, the pumpkin was grown by my own family before, and I kept more of it secretly, and the wheat was not handed in, so it hasn't been ground into flour yet."

Li Weidong looks honest, as honest as he wants.

"Pumpkin, it's easy to get angry if you eat too much of this thing, a few are enough, but how much wheat can you get?"

The little old man approached slightly, obviously excited.

In his way, it is not difficult to process wheat into flour.

"How much do you want?"

Speaking of this, Li Weidong is not worthy.

Even if you don't get wheat seeds yet, you will have them sooner or later.

It's nothing more than a verbal advance first.

Wait two days for the seeds to be replaced, and it's not too late to plant again.

The little old man didn't answer immediately, but pondered for a moment before he said, "I can get one for you with a rosewood bed, but you also know that something like this can be used as a family heirloom, and it can't be measured simply by money." ”

Although the little old man said that it could not be measured by money, it was clear that he was raising the price.

"Sir, I got that bed to sleep, don't give me all the weird things, as for the age, the closer the better." Li Weidong also expressed his thoughts.

"For sleep?"

Now, it was the turn of the little old man to be dumbfounded.

"You put the rosewood bed in order to sleep?"

He looked at Li Weidong's eyes, clearly like he was looking at a fool.

There is money, there is food, what kind of furniture can't be obtained?

Isn't the kind of spring bed popular in high society?

Lying on it was soft, more comfortable than any mattress.

"Of course, the doctor said that I had a bad back, so it was better to sleep on a hardwood bed, and the scent of rosewood also helped me sleep." Li Weidong said.

At this moment, the little old man's expression became more and more strange.

"I don't know if the scent of rosewood can help you sleep, but what I can tell you is that those antique furniture are hundreds of years old, and the fragrance has long been dispersed."

If he hadn't had a little conscience, he would have started to fool in the face of the wronged boss who was sent to the door.

"Well, I remember a friend who seems to have a bed in his hand that was built more than twenty years ago, and he hasn't slept with anyone yet, so I'll see if I can make sense of him."

After all, the little old man still couldn't resist the temptation of food.

He is so old, why don't he hide at home and tease his grandson?

Isn't it more than three or five catties of grain every month?

"Yes, then I'll trouble you, in addition to the rosewood bed, I also need a chaise longue, sturdy and good-looking, it doesn't matter if it's an antique or not." Li Weidong said again.

"Then sour jujube wood, this is simple."

This time, the little old man nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, so when and where do you think we're trading? How much wheat do you need? Li Weidong asked.

"My friend lives a little far away, tomorrow I will take the time to go for a trip, back and forth for less than three or five days, as for the price, without my friend, I can't be sure. In this way, if you come over in five days, I will give you a letter of approval if it is okay or not. The little old man thought for a moment and said.

"No problem."

Li Weidong is also very refreshing.

There are five days to ripen, just in time for the wheat to ripen.

It's nothing more than squeezing with the little brother these days.

The two agreed, and Li Weidong left satisfied.

It's just that when passing by the two eldest sisters at the door, the other party looked at him with a strange expression, which made people scratch their heads.

When the little old man saw Li Weidong disappear, he stopped singing, and went straight to pack his things and go home to see his so-called 'friends'.

Courtyard alley mouth.

Liu Guangtian clasped his hands together, leaning against the corner, his eyes paying attention to the location of the bus stop opposite.

Since Li Weimin looked for him in the morning, he began to squat.

Unexpectedly, I soon saw Li Weidong appear, but there was a person next to him, Li Weimin's daughter-in-law, and she had to be called sister-in-law.

And the two of them got on the bus with a smile and a laugh, which made him numb.

You can't keep up, can you?

So he thought about it and decided to squat.

Anyway, it's impossible for the two not to come back.

At the same time, he was also muttering in his heart, Brother Min and the other party are also brothers, why are they incompatible?

Could it be that the root is here?