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Chapter 2 (this chapter is free)

When he woke up in the morning, Shen Zui came directly to the front of the dining table, it was very natural, and he didn't feel anything wrong.Because I know my son too well.He is so regular, no matter where he is or how hard he worked last night, he will get up on time at six o'clock the next morning, and sometimes even use the alarm clock to force himself to get up, And at that time, I was still lying on the bed and sleeping soundly!

He even had a private discussion with his elder brother and elder sister on whether Shen Lang might be a robot. To his surprise, the two children nodded in agreement, making his head very nervous. It was a headache for a while, in order to teach the two little guys who had nothing to do, Shen Zui gave each of them a pea.

Two bowls of porridge, four flower rolls, two plates of pickles and a few hard-boiled eggs. Although I was very appetizing looking at these things, I sighed heavily.

"I said son! Even if you are a father, please, please, see if you can buy more of that flower roll next time, and don't always have two for each person, okay? I don't want to eat more. I’m going to die, you can’t let your father and me go down and be a starving ghost! And can I just have a bowl of porridge? Is it a bit too precise, if I was hungry that morning... . . ”

"You have to eat well in the morning. Who else knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard? If you feel hungry, Dad, you can wrap all those eggs. I don't have any opinions, as long as you eat go down."

Some speechless intoxication could only sit down angrily. What my son said was not wrong at all, and it was very reasonable, but the tone of this little guy felt awkward no matter how he heard it. Isn't it his own son?Could it be that they really want to find a mother for them?But it's not right either!Don't Xiaokai and Nannan look like him?Looking at his son, Shen Zui could only yell "Freak" in a low voice in his heart.

Before leaving, Shen Zui took out his wallet and took out 200 yuan from it, "Is it enough? Do I need to give you some more? Don't treat yourself too badly when you are alone at home. Dad is here." You can still get food and drink outside. But let me say more, it looks like you have a lot of money."

After cleaning the table, Shen Lang took over the 200 yuan from his father, "This is money for buying vegetables and investment in some appliances at home. As for my pocket money, I have my own investment in this aspect. My The small treasury is enough for me, but that is only for me, thank you for your concern, old man, I won’t give it away!”

Chen Zui gritted his teeth, and walked out of the house without thinking.My son really gave himself a little bit of face. Of course, there is nothing wrong with his words. This little brat doesn’t know where he learned his skills. He likes to go to the second-hand market on Saturdays and Sundays. Anyway, I The New Year's money given to him, as well as those given by his grandparents, he basically invested all of it in it. If he didn't want to open a bank passbook for him later, he really wouldn't Knowing that this little guy can instigate so many things.But what he didn't expect was that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg, and the value reflected was just a drop in the bucket.

Is this guy his own child?Shen Zui began to doubt again, why didn't he study the good things, why did he insist on being so interested in these 'messy' things?headache!I don't know what monsters he can make this summer, forget it, as long as he doesn't demolish the house, he will be satisfied.

Looking at the time, it is already past eight o'clock. Shen Lang took some money and then took the key and hung it around his neck. He carried a backpack on both shoulders, which contained water, bread and ham, and a notebook. Got two pens and went out.

Say hello to some old grandpas and grandmas who are walking around in the community, and ride their own small bicycles, dangling towards the second-hand market, which is not particularly close to me, and my speed It takes about 25 to 30 minutes. Of course, you can reverse the bus yourself, but in such a good weather, it is better to exercise yourself and adjust your body by the way.

On the contrary, these boring old men and old ladies who are idle in the community, looking at Shen Lang who has gone out, seem to have suddenly found something to discuss with each other, and they start arguing with each other, of course there is a positive side. There are also opposing sides, who can say anything.

When we arrived at the place, the old market had already started to attract people. This old market existed a long time ago, but it was only opened every Saturday or Sunday, and apart from the storefronts, the stalls were only open until noon.Shen Lang only knew about this place when he was in school.Of course, the scale and scene of this place cannot be compared with Panjiayuan in Beijing, but if you really want to get something out of it, it is not impossible.

It was very accidental to say it, I still remember that I was in a very bad mood that day, but I didn't want my father and brothers and sisters to be sad with me, so I sat on the bus in the city in desperation Strolling around inside, that's when I came into contact with this place. Of course, it was also at that time that I realized that I also have a very magical side.

At the beginning, I didn't know much about it, but by chance, when I was squatting somewhere to read comic books, I 'touched' the pile of books next to it, and my hand suddenly felt like 'touching' When I reached a stove, I suddenly jumped up to a height of three feet, and the old book stall owner who was staring at me was so frightened that I thought something was wrong with me.That is to say, since then, I have paid great attention to those things that make my hands warm, no matter good or bad or even dilapidated things, as long as I get started, I must get them home.

But getting it home is not an option. For this reason, I can only study and read books, search for information tirelessly, and even be ashamed to ask. It can be regarded as an introduction, but don't underestimate Shen Lang's simple introduction. You must know that all of these are pondered and researched by Shen Lang himself. The bright light, of course, depends on whether Shen Lang wants to do this.

Pushing his own small bicycle, Shen Lang greeted each other with a few more familiar ones, and then looked at the so-called new products, but there were not many good ones, and most of them were imitations or counterfeit ones.The only advantage here is that things are relatively cheap, and some of them can even be bought for just one or two dollars.So even if you become a big boss, you won't be particularly wronged, but if you get something good, then you really made a profit.

After wandering around in several shops for a while, I picked out a calligraphy and painting imitation of Zhang Daqian. Although it was fake, and the imitation was a bit too bad to bet on, holding it in my hand let alone make my hand feel a little warm. Even if I covered myself for a while, I didn't have much warmth.But Shen Lang just liked it, so he received it without spending much money. We are old friends.After reading these things, Shen Lang pushed his small car and went to the old bookstalls. In the eyes of others, this may not require much effort, but in Shen Lang's eyes, it is also quite a skill. Some require more knowledge than others.Moreover, the things in it are never sold on the basis of the original, but are generally sold on the basis of kilograms. This feeling makes Shen Lang very enjoyable.

Of course, Shen Lang is not the one who only buys but not sells, otherwise, where does his small treasury come from!But in this aspect, Shen Lang is very good at doing face-to-face cash transactions, and once things are agreed upon, they will be sold immediately, and they will never stay in their hands for a moment, in order to reduce the pure danger in it. .After all, I am still a child, so it is inevitable that sometimes it will cause the jealousy of those who care about me. It will be better in the past two years, because everyone is familiar with each other, and Shen Lang's own low-key and concealment, so no one has noticed him.

Shen Lang had been rooted in it all morning, and at noon he just took out the food and water in his package and ate some. It wasn't because Shen Lang was very frugal or couldn't afford restaurants.The first one is that it is a waste of time to go there to eat, and some of my own things are on the car, which is not safe.But today it is very obvious that Shen Lang's harvest is not very big. Apart from collecting two paintings that he couldn't bear to gamble on, the other things are the books in his car, there are all kinds of them.

But to be honest, many of them belong to the category of waste paper, but there is no way, the books here are sold like this, the stall owner has already sorted out the books, bundled them with rope, and piled them in piles where is placed.If you want it, just pick up a bundle and shake it on the scale, people don’t care whether you want a book or a piece of paper, this is the way to sell it here, whether you want it or not.

Moreover, the sellers are quite shrewd. Although they are sold by the kilogram, the price is much higher than that of the ones that are sold directly, sometimes even three times or four times the price. If you only need a bundle of He also recycles other useless paper, but the price is the same as waste paper.

By noon, the old city had already started to disband gradually. Shen Lang dragged the things he purchased and rode his bicycle slowly towards his home.