Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Yang Zimei rang the doorbell.

The door opened again, and a woman's voice shouted angrily, "Who is it?"

Judging by her appearance, she should be the one who just had a fight with her husband.

Yang Zimei signaled Long Zhutian to pass the cake in his hand, "Lan Qiuyan's home, I'm from Xiuli Bakery, and this is the cake you ordered." [

"The cake we ordered?"

The woman's face softened a little, she took the cake, thought about it, and her eyes that were still angry immediately brightened up, "I'm Lan Qiuyan, that's right, my husband probably ordered it."

"Okay, please sign for it."

Yang Zimei handed her the receipt.

Lan Qiuyan signed the name.

"Auntie, do you want this incense burner anymore?" Yang Zimei raised the incense burner in his hand and asked.

"One broken thing, don't want it, take it if you want it."

Lan Qiuyan said impatiently, then held the cake, twisted her body, and closed the door with a bang.

Yang Zimei shrugged.

Since she didn't want it anymore, she picked it up and took it away. Who told the husband and wife to quarrel and throw things away?

Since ancient times, it is not wrong for husband and wife to lose money if they do not get along well.

Yang Zimei happily looked at the censer that was still dirty everywhere, as if looking at a treasure, which made Long Zhutian puzzled and asked what it was.

Yang Zimei also explained to him.

"Hehe, your luck is really against the sky, you can pick up an antique if you send a cake." Long Zhutian couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah, I'm really lucky."

Not long after Yang Zimei was complacent, she caught up with a middle-aged man, stopped her and said, "I'm sorry, little sister, this incense burner belongs to my family, just now my dead woman lost her temper and threw things away. Now I want to go back."

Yang Zimei's interest really dropped to freezing point.

It seems that there is really no free lunch in the world, and there is nothing wrong with that. Now that people want to return their things, I have nothing to rejoice about.

"Uncle, I like this thing a little bit, otherwise, you can make a price and sell it to me, okay?" [

Such a good thing, Yang Zimei was really reluctant to give it away like this. She also thought that after the new house for her family was built, this house would be used to enshrine the Bodhisattva Shock House.

The man shook his head, "This won't work, this is what my ancestors have always left."

"Really not?" Yang Zimei tried to ask, "No matter how high the price is?"

The man thought for a while, "It's not impossible. That stinky woman in my family doesn't like it every day, and thinks it's in the way. I'm going to take it to an antique shop to have it appraised. Sell ​​it at the price of an antique."

This man is quite shrewd. Seeing that Yang Zimei loves this broken incense burner so much, he doubts the value of this incense burner, so he casually mentions an antique.

Yang Zimei smiled, "If it's an antique, how much do you want to sell it for?"

"If it's an antique, at least this number!"

The man holds up a finger.

"One thousand?" Yang Zimei asked tentatively.

The man shook his head, "It's [-]! You have to give me at least [-], and I'll sell it to you."

"Okay, then ten thousand!" Yang Zimei was too lazy to bargain with him.

"Really?"

The man couldn't believe his ears, "Did you really give [-]?"

"Well. I don't know if it is an antique, but it is very suitable for my family's incense burner. Ten thousand is ten thousand."

Yang Zimei nodded.

When the man heard it, he was pleasantly surprised, and then reached out to take back the incense burner in her hand.

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