full-time landlord

Chapter 93 (1)
"Wait a minute, I'm going out for a while, I have something to do!"

Hua Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "When will you be back?"

As soon as possible, I will pack food for you at noon, what do you want to eat.

"Casual!"

"Whatever you big-headed ghost, tell me what you want to eat!"

"Okay, I want to eat sea cucumber, abalone, fish, lobster, shark's fin, French steak, lamb chops, and tom yum soup, curry crab, and..."

"Stop, I can't afford any of what you're talking about!"

"Then whatever you want!"

"That's good, I'll just buy you some steamed buns from the street. How many do you want? Two? Three? Or four?!"

"Why don't you die!"

Hua Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cursed.

"I just don't die, who will take care of you if I die! Forget it, I'll pack a pork rib stew for you, a Yangzhou fried rice, what else do you want to eat?"

"Fresh stir-fried vegetables! I suddenly want to eat fresh stir-fried vegetables!"

"understood."

"No cabbage, I hate eating cabbage!"

"Well, I don't like eating cabbage either!"

After comforting the fierce girl, Wang Haitian finally felt that this little cat with its teeth and claws was much cuter.But I don't know when, this bad-tempered female cat will show its original shape again and change back to its original appearance.

After breakfast, he helped Hua Xiaoxiao to the living room, and Wang Haitian packed up and was about to go out.

Carrying the things she bought last night, Hua Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped Wang Haitian and said, "Give me your mobile phone number!"

"Ok!"

Fear of loneliness, maybe it should be said that Hua Xiaoxiao, who is afraid of being alone, is a little attached to Wang Haitian.

Before leaving, Wang Haitian touched Fat Hua and Fat Hei who were eating outside, and said half-jokingly: "I'm going out, Hua Xiaoxiao's foot is injured, please help me take care of her!"

"Wang!"

"Meow!"

Barking and barking seemed to be a response to Wang Haitian.Wang Haitian smiled, and felt that this was just a habit of animals.

Walking down the steps, Wang Haitian dialed his mobile phone and said, "Mosquito, I need your help. Are you free?"

"Damn, you bastard, you haven't contacted me for so long, I thought you were dead!"

"If you're not dead, it's half your life. Can you help me?"

"Then you can come to my store, I just happened to be bored looking at the store!"

The mosquito, whose name is Xinwen, croaks and becomes a mosquito, and the family sells antiques from the ancestors.Mosquito also said back then that his family had been descended for seven generations, and he didn't know what to call him anymore. He was originally a boy in a pawnshop, not even an apprentice.Relying on my own hard work, it took me 20 years, from being a boy to an apprentice to a priest, and finally I became a shopkeeper.

Later, the ancestors of mosquitoes were passed down from generation to generation in this way. They experienced prosperity and chaos, but the craftsmanship of appraising treasures has not been lost, and has been passed down from generation to generation.The masters who truly appraise antiques are not those so-called experts and professors, but a group of hard-educated guys. Even if they miss many times, they will not lose their jobs.Those who work in the pawn shop and antique business, if they make a mistake once, they will lose their jobs and go bankrupt.

(End of this chapter)