A junk collection station floats in my mind

Chapter 5 Selling Paintings!
Beicheng Tianjie, Qingfengyuan, and small villa area.

The new house that the family bought the year before last cost almost 3 million including decoration. In Qingshan City, this price can be regarded as the ranks of ordinary luxury houses.

Less than 100 meters away from the community is the kindergarten, and next to it is the elementary school, which can be said to be one of the best in the entire Qingshan City.

It is precisely this reason that the house in the school district is well established. When I first saw the house, my mother fell in love with it at a glance, and she was waiting for Chen Muyu to get married, have children, and go to school in the future.

It's a pity that the plan can't keep up with the changes, and my son doesn't live up to it. He's a handsome guy, and he's still single now.

In the living room, after dinner, Dad sat at the dining table, smoking a cigarette, and the ashtray was almost half full of cigarette butts.

Clouds and mist lingered, the room smelled of smoke, and Chen Jianzhong's honest face was full of melancholy.

"Dad, are you really planning to sell the buying station?" Chen Muyu asked cautiously.

Chen Jianzhong exhaled a long puff of smoke and did not speak for a long time.

At this time, my mother came out of the kitchen with a handkerchief to wipe the table, "His father, if you want me to say, he will sell it if he sells it. We can't afford to mess with Qin Hong, and besides, the waste business is hard work. It's easy to be looked down upon by others, and it's difficult for our son to find a girlfriend, so let's sell it, and change to a decent business..."

The gold chain around Xu Yanfen's neck trembled. She was a capable and pragmatic woman. In her eyes, her son ranked first, her husband and money tied for second.

Next to him, Chen Muyu shrunk his neck. In the past, if my mother said such things, my father would definitely lose his temper. After all, the buying station was left by my grandfather, and it can be regarded as an ancestral property.

However, this time, for the first time, Chen Jianzhong didn't talk to him, as if he didn't hear him, he was still smoking there.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Chen Muyu felt something was wrong.

Chen Jianzhong shook his head, but did not speak.

The mother said, "Your father had an old comrade in arms who died of illness some time ago. The family owed a large amount of debt, and the creditor came to make trouble every day. No, your father knew about it and wanted to help him pay off the debt!"

Chen Muyu looked at his father in astonishment, "Dad, why haven't I heard you say that?"

Chen Jianzhong looked serious, and pressed the butt of the cigarette in the ashtray, "He saved my life. As the saying goes, the grace of saving a life is greater than the sky, not to mention paying off the debt, it is right to give my life to him. "

"Dad, are you talking about that uncle Xu Haoran who picked you up from the ice hole?" Chen Muyu recalled that he had heard his father tell this story back then.

Chen Jianzhong nodded, feeling a little agitated, "If it wasn't for saving me back then, your Uncle Xu would not have suffered from the root cause of his illness. I have been inquiring about his whereabouts all these years, and I finally found him, but I never expected..."

"dad……"

"Xiao Yu, tell me, should Dad help him pay off this debt?"

"Uh... yes, of course!"

Chen Muyu nodded, of course the kindness of saving his life will be repaid with his life, otherwise wouldn't he become a wolf-hearted dog?
You know, if Dad died back then, wouldn't Chen Muyu also be gone, so he saved two lives.

Hearing Chen Muyu's answer, Chen Jianzhong finally relaxed his brows.

"Dad, how much does Uncle Xu's family owe?" Chen Muyu is quite sensible. Over the years, the family should still have some savings, so why did Dad get the idea of ​​selling the shopping mall?

"More than 200 million!" Dad spit out a number.

"So much?" Chen Muyu was a little surprised.

With Chen Muyu's family conditions, 2 million is not a lot, but it is not a small number either.

"I don't object to this matter, but the money the family has earned in the past few years has basically been used to buy real estate, and the account is only about one hundred thousand yuan. If you want to make up such a sum at once..." My mother said in the The side is a bit embarrassing.

Chen Muyu was drooling a little when he heard his mother's family fortune. If he managed the accounts by himself, how much wealth would it have to be worth?

Dad lit a cigarette again, "I've thought about it, your mother is right, our business is not very respectable, the business has become more and more difficult in the past two years, and the earning has become less and less, plus Qin Laosan has followed us again, and with his temper, since he has spoken, he must achieve his goal, more things are worse than less things, as long as he pays the right price, he can give it to him if he wants it!"

After saying these words, Chen Jianzhong seemed to have relieved a heavy burden, and let out a long puff of cigarette.

"dad!"

Chen Muyu's heart was touched, "Actually, there is no need to be in such a hurry, maybe I can help..."

Although Dad said he wanted to sell it, it could be seen that Chen Jianzhong was a little hesitant on this matter just because he was avoiding Qin Hong.

"I'm not in a hurry? But your Uncle Xu's family is in a hurry. Who can stand up to being harassed and threatened every day?" Chen Jianzhong stared, "You can't even feed yourself, how can you help?"

Chen Muyu was sweating, but he couldn't say that he had a painting in his hand, and he might sell it for a good price. After all, it wasn't certain whether it was real or not. Even if it was real, it was just a broken painting. painting!
……

Before going to bed at night, Dad was still sitting in the living room smoking a stuffy cigarette.

Chen Muyu also ignored him, and closed the door to study the Myriad Realms Scrap Collection Station in his mind to see what functions it had. Why did this thing suddenly float into his mind?

Unfortunately, without money, nothing can be done.

"The host can now have 1 recycler, do you want to recruit?"

A piece of information suddenly appeared in Chen Muyu's mind, somewhat inexplicable.

Recruiting recyclers?
Should it be the same as recruiting workers at the purchasing station?

After a moment of hesitation, Chen Muyu directly chose to confirm.

"The recruitment information has been sent out, please wait patiently for the host!"

Another piece of information appeared in my mind, and then it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

"That's it?"

After waiting for a long time and seeing no response, Chen Muyu complained and went to bed.

……

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Early the next morning, Chen Muyu first went to the bank to check his account.

The balance of 2000 is indeed bound to the wealth value of the system.

You have to sell the painting in your hand quickly, otherwise, Dad may really have to sell the purchase station left by Grandpa.

Coming out of the bank, Chen Muyu took a taxi to the west city with some longing.

……

Qingshan City is neither big nor small, and it took more than half an hour to go from the south gate to the west gate.

There is a second-hand goods market in Ximen, called Huanyuan Garden, and everyone knows the name.

Huanhuayuan is a shanty town, one of the few old neighborhoods left in the urban area. It lacks management and gives people the impression that it is rather chaotic. It is engaged in second-hand goods trading, and there are many people selling fake cigarettes, wine and antiques. Yes, there are all kinds of ghosts and monsters.

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