The sweet marriage of the eighty daughter

Chapter 21 The Antique Trust Line

Jiang Yishui turned his head and took a look.

It was the young man who just bought the bed.

He walked a few steps, rushed to Jiang Yishui, bowed his head slightly and said hello, "Little comrade, hello."

The attitude is not bad.

Not annoying either.

Immediately afterwards, he introduced himself, "My surname is Tong, Tong Shaohui..."

He's polite, and Jiang Yishui has no reason to be arrogant, "My name is Jiang."

He was neither rude nor handed over all his realities to the other party.

Just this one sentence showed that she was well-adjusted.

There was admiration hidden in Tong Shaohui's eyes, "Comrade Xiaojiang, I just saw that you know a lot about hardwood furniture! You can tell the material by opening your mouth? What? You also accept furniture? Going together? Then can we communicate?"

Peer?

understood.

It turned out that the other party was collecting furniture.

It turns out that this industry can also make money?
Jiang Yishui smiled calmly, "I don't have many either!"

This is not called lying.

"None" is also "few".

The other party immediately followed up and asked...the bottom of his eyes couldn't hide his attachment and desire for something, "Then what else do you have? Porcelain? Or copper work?"

Increased knowledge again!
Porcelain and copper work can also be exchanged for money?
Jiang Yishui thought for a while, "Mine... are all other people's stuff!"

This is true!
When she was helping barefoot doctors popularize vaccines and distributed "sugar towers", the owner and the west left, and she did see many old objects.

Tong Shaohui misunderstood.

He showed a knowing smile, "Hey, Comrade Xiao Jiang, you are quite cautious? Do you have good things not leaked? Are you afraid that others will miss it? Yes! Then I will leave you a phone number? In the future, if you want to What are you selling? Just come to me, and I promise to give you a high price! You can also go to my place to see, what do you like? Just take it back and play?"

Say no more.

He quickly took out a pen and paper from his coat pocket, wrote down a series of phone numbers, handed them to her, and waved away.

Jiang Yishui looked down at the number, put it in his pocket carefully, and then stepped into the trust bank.

Look up.

There were not many customers in the trust shop. The sun shone through the window and lazily scattered on the red brick floor. In the huge venue, there were all kinds of solid wood furniture, including cabinets, tables and chairs, big beds, and Some things like small kang cabinets and desks are of good quality. After a rough look at the prices, they are about six to ten yuan.

Jiang Yishui took a closer look, and found that the price depends on the material used and the fine workmanship of the wood.

She also noticed a detail.

The wood materials are different, including huanghuali, red rosewood, red sandalwood and sunken wood...all are valuable and good wood, but they are not specified on the label, and they are collectively referred to as "hardwood".

Jiang Yishui is a smart man.

After thinking about it, I understood... Look at this, not many people are interested in these old furniture, so the trust bank didn't bother to classify them, and sold them at a low price.

What a pity!
Really echoed Tong Shaohui's words: Antiques in troubled times are worthless!

Check out the piece of furniture.

She walked to the row of windows diagonally opposite.

I saw all kinds of calligraphy and paintings and porcelain placed inside. Some of the calligraphy and paintings were unrolled, and I couldn’t see why. As for porcelain, there were quite a lot of styles, including vases, teapots and small bowls, and some of them could not be called. Famous things, some are a set, some are single, there are all kinds of colors, multicolored, bright yellow, emerald green, and some are even plain white without patterns.

Jiang Yishui didn't understand these things either. From a distance, he didn't know how much they were worth.

She went around a lot, and she had an initial understanding of the business scope of the trust bank, and she began to secretly think about ways to make money.

Now that I know it well.

There is no need to go shopping anymore.

After leaving the trust shop, she vaguely remembered that there was a workers', peasants' and soldiers' store at the entrance of the passenger terminal. She turned two corners, looked at it, and remembered it correctly, and went in to buy a change of clothes for Xiangdong from inside to outside.

When buying trousers, the salesperson was a little skeptical, "Are you right? The trouser legs are so long? How tall is this?"

"Can't be wrong!"

Can this be wrong?

Jiang Yishui is a well-known tailor in the village. He can estimate the size at a glance. Besides, she always makes clothes for Jiang Yishan. Xiangdong is slightly taller than Jiang Yishan. Can she not count in her heart? ?
After buying the clothes, I put them in a paper bag and took them out of the store.

Look up at the sun.

Guessing that it was almost time for lunch, I didn't dare to delay any longer. I went back to the hospital, bought some pies and a bowl of stewed pork and cabbage vermicelli from the small restaurant in front of me, and trotted back with the big bowl. ward.

in the door.

Take a look.

Xiang Dong was walking back from the window, and the afternoon sun was still strong, hitting him forcefully, drawing a tall and straight silhouette on the ground.

Jiang Yishui sniffed subconsciously, "Why does this room smell like cigarettes? What are you doing standing at the window? Have you smoked secretly? If the doctor sees this, he will be scolded."

Xiang Dong calmly smiled, "No~"

Jiang Yishui didn't wait for him to finish, he quickly put down the paper bag and vegetable bowl, and walked to the window sill to have a look... only to see that the window sill was covered with soot, and there were a few charred smoke marks.

She was a little curious, "How long have you been standing here? Under the sun, you don't mind the sun? What are you looking at?"

Taking advantage of the situation, I glanced out of the window... As far as I could see, it happened to be the gate of the hospital, and pedestrians were constantly coming and going.

She didn't think much of it.

Turning around, he picked up a small rag and cleaned the window sill.

Then he pointed to the paper bag on the bedside table, "I bought your change of clothes, you can try it later, if it doesn't fit, I'll change it again."

Although Xiang Dong just said "um" casually, he felt warm in his heart...

It's nice to be cared about!

He lowered his head and gave Jiang Yi a half bowl of cabbage soup even though one arm was covered with plaster. Then he asked casually, "Are you hungry too? You have been running all morning, where have you been?" "

"What do you care?" Jiang Yishui didn't intend to report his whereabouts to him, and deliberately smiled teasingly, "Want to know? Then you can guess!"

I didn't expect the other party to answer.

Who knew that Xiang Dong half-closed his eyes solemnly, "Did you go to Rainy Street?"

This stunned Jiang Yishui, and looked at him sideways, "Huh?"

Xiang Dong raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to sell wild ginseng?"

Said it as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Jiang Yishui began to admire the other party's intelligence, "You know that too?"

"and after?"

"What later?"

Xiangdong's gaze was deep and clear, looking directly at her face, "I guess you went to Xiangyang Trust again, right? Want to dump antique furniture?"

Jiang Yishui seemed to have seen a ghost, widened his watery eyes, looked him up and down, and stuttered a little, "You, why do you know everything?"

this man...

Are they still human?

　How did my brother guess so accurately?
　　Let's talk tomorrow.

　　ps The contract was signed successfully, and there will be more in the future!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)