I'm not lying, my family is really an ordinary family

Chapter 63 Old Chen, You Posted
The young woman took a closer look, and then checked the signs around the bag. Suddenly, she had the illusion that the world was changing too fast, and she couldn't keep up with the times.

Someone actually used more than 30 yuan of luxury accessories as a wallet to collect money at the booth?
No, 31 to be precise.

The young woman suddenly had a feeling of doubting her life, "You don't know how much this bag is?"

Yang Yumei was still at a loss, "Is it expensive?

This is what my son's friend gave me two. "

The young woman's eyes widened. Is your son's friend so mean?

I would love to befriend your son’s friend right now!

The young woman shook her head, "This bag is 31."

Yang Yumei suspected that she heard it wrong, "Wait, how much?"

"31."

Chen Guoqiang's hand that was holding the cigarette in the cigarette box trembled, and after steadying it, he slowly smoked a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and lit it.

Of course, it is kept away from the desk, so as not to fly ash around.

"Hiss! Phew...", he felt that he could no longer understand the world.

Have the world's currencies depreciated recently?

I feel that the things I have come into contact with in the past few days are hundreds of thousands and one million at every turn.

Let me smoke a cigarette and calm down.

Old Xiao beside him suddenly widened his eyes, staring at the bag in disbelief.

What bag?Inlaid gold or inlaid jade?Dare to sell 30? !
The customers at the two meat stalls also heard this, and were dazed, stunned, and astonished.

They all turned into one sentence, are the rich people in Guangdong Province so outrageous?
Anyone who sells meat in any vegetable market is a rich man?
Yang Yumei couldn't believe it, "This one really costs 30 yuan? How much does the one at my house cost?"

The young woman joked, "Why don't you transfer 24 to me?"

Generally speaking, the recycling price of luxury bags is between 3% and 7% off, and new bags are basically recycled at [-]% off.

However, some brands are different, such as Hermes, some people buy it for investment.

Maybe you have 31 yuan, and after a while, you will sell it with an increase of [-] yuan.

This proves its value preservation, even if it is only a famous brand effect, but there are a lot of people willing to take over the offer, which has investment value.

Yang Yumei's bag is Hermes.

And the one in her hand is basically brand new.

I don't consider continuing to collect and wait for value-added. Now, if it is recycled, it is generally discounted by 8-9%.

That is 24, or a little higher price.

Yang Yumei's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly shook her head, "Forget it, forget it, how can you sell it for money?"

The young woman was greatly disappointed, "That's it."

She returned the bag to Yang Yumei.

Yang Yumei took it, and quickly looked it over carefully, but there was nothing special about it.

It’s just a more refined, better quality, better material bag. Why is it so expensive?

Although she didn't know, Yang Yumei was reluctant to use this bag to collect money.

Take out the change and put the bag away carefully.

Yang Yumei felt uncomfortable at all times, afraid of losing it, getting dirty, or breaking it.

Obviously I didn't know the price of the bag before, so it's all right...

After the group of customers left, Lao Xiao handed Chen Guoqiang another cigarette. He couldn't help but glanced at the bag again and again. He couldn't understand why this bag was so valuable.

After all, Lao Xiao couldn't help it, and said, "Old Chen, sister-in-law's handbag is really so valuable?"

Chen Guoqiang smoked deeply, but still couldn't react, "I don't know, they gave me two!
If I knew it was so expensive, I wouldn't have dared to accept it.

It's too late now..."

Chen Guoqiang frowned when he thought of the pipe and shredded tobacco he had treasured at home, those who would not...

He couldn't help smoking deeply again, hiss, this is a big debt!
How can I pay it back?Pay it off?
Lao Xiao didn't think too much about it, he was very envious, "Old Chen, your family is lucky!
First, the butcher got on the big channel, and then the son got on such a noble person.

Flying to the top, just around the corner! "

Chen Guoqiang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then quickly suppressed the arc,
"Where there is nothing! It's just luck!"

"Tsk, Old Chen, you really deserve to be beaten like this."

"what?"

"Pretend again, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

"Hahahaha!", Chen Guoqiang finally stopped pretending, touched his big belly, and laughed hahaha, rampant and still owed.

Lao Xiao couldn't help shaking his head, his back molars were a little itchy, he just took out the cigarette case from Chen Guoqiang's pocket, and smoked two cigarettes in a row to feel better.

"Old Xiao, are you a robber?!"

"hey-hey……"

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In the morning, around 10:30, the meat at the meat stall is almost ready.

After all, Yunke Lai restaurant still needs eighty catties of lean meat and one hundred catties of white meat.

In addition, the three sheep that Yunke asked for in the restaurant were delivered early.

Clean up the meat on the table, it's almost ready.

By the way, I also helped Lao Xiao sell some, and agreed to twenty catties!no more, no less!

The two of Chen Guoqiang closed the booth, cleaned the meat slicer, chopping board, and table booth.

Cleaned up and rode a three-wheeled motorcycle home.

By the way, Yang Yumei also bought vegetables for lunch at the vegetable market.

As for meat, cattle, sheep and pigs are generally owned by themselves.

Back to the neighborhood.

Chen Guoqiang pulled a water pipe downstairs in the community, and washed the oil and blood on the three rounds next to the sewer entrance.

Yang Yumei went home.

Chen Chu was lying in the living room playing games, when he heard the door opening, he asked in confusion, "Mom, did you close the stall so early today?"

Yang Yumei hurried into the room, "It's been quite early these days..."

Half a sentence is in the living room, half a sentence is in the room.

Chen Chu got up from the sofa, why is mom in such a hurry today?
"Mom! Mom! Are you all right?"

Yang Yumei's voice came from the room, "Hurry up! What can I do? Go play games by yourself and don't bother me."

Chen Chu: "???"

Chen Chu felt a little strange, so he went over to take a look, and saw his mother tinkering with her two bags.

It seems that it was a gift from Chen Baijia to his parents that day.

"Mom?" Chen Chu asked suspiciously.

Yang Yumei was flipping through two bags, looking left and right to see if there was any value, when Chen Chu came, she said,

"Son, come here and find out what brand this bag is."

"?" Chen Chu walked over with question marks all over his head, and took a photo to ask Du Niang.

"Hermes' bag." Chen Chu looked at it, "Hiss, this bag costs 31 yuan?"

Yang Yumei quickly took out another one, "What about this one?"

Chen Chu took another photo, "...45!"

Yang Yumei felt dizzy, "Son, why don't we go back?
More than 70 yuan, I dare not accept it. "

Yang Yumei came to her senses as soon as she finished speaking.

Out of politeness, someone sent a meeting gift, and after a few days, you return the gift, what do you think?
Don't want to make friends with his family?Don't want to recognize him as a friend?

Why did the more I thought about it, the more flustered I became?There is always a sense of absurdity.

Yang Yumei sighed, "Oh, forget it, you will go to your uncle's house more often in the future.

A lot of contact, do your best, you know? "

Chen Chu nodded.

In fact, Chen Chu still felt that his family did not owe Chen Baijia much.

Not to mention Xisuiquan, these really don't have any specific value.

The mahogany amulet is equivalent to a life, can it be measured by money?
You have to calculate carefully, maybe people still owe you!
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After lunch, Mom and Dad went to take a nap.

Chen Chu volunteered to wash the dishes and asked his parents to go to rest quickly.

After his parents left, Chen Chu silently recited a mantra, "Clean it up!"

A cleansing spell struck.

The dining table, bowls, chopsticks, plates and cutlery are clean and as clean as new.

Chen Chu didn't even bother to do anything. He sat with his chin resting on his hands, and the tableware such as bowls, chopsticks and plates flew up automatically.

Fly to the sink, the faucet is turned on, and the tableware is rinsed with water again.

With a sweep of thought power, the drops of water were "lifted" out, gathered into a handful of water, and flew to the sink of the sink.

The door of the disinfection cupboard next to it opened automatically, and a series of tableware, bowls, chopsticks, soup spoons and plates flew in and were neatly stacked.

The crisp sound of porcelain clashing!

Then close the door!

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(End of this chapter)