"Fuck me!"

An exclamation, the voice was clear and powerful.

The young waiter looked at the center of Yi Chuanzong's palm in shock.

The deep golden color is full of metallic texture, and the familiar shape is like two ovals joined together, slightly bulging and full. One of them is older and is a complete replica of the past memory.

This is a small yellow croaker!

Still three!

'Am I wrong?'

The young waiter closed his eyes and waited for two seconds, then opened his eyes again, and found that the thing in front of him was still there! The golden light almost blinded him!

He raised his head and stared blankly at the super strong young man in front of him.

It's quite surprising that he is so tall. You can't usually see him on the street, but he is still so strong.

Three times thicker than him, how much can this thing eat?

Just looking at the face is a bit silly!

Does this look like having money?

Nothing like it!

That lazy posture is more iconic than the village head uncle. Who would have thought that this guy is really rich!

One hundred percent smile!

Keep your chest up, your head up, and be full of energy!

In an instant, she seemed to transform into a perfect salesperson!

Such speed of face change!

Yi Chuanzong's expression is very strange. Should the change in attitude be so obvious?

He really underestimated the salespersons of this era. As expected, as long as he has the motivation of money, this person has unlimited potential!

But it seemed like this person was scolding him just now, right? His voice was clear and powerful, so it turned out that this person could also speak well!

Just when the young man was about to speak softly, Yi Chuanzong had already taken violent action!

He rotated his shoulders and retracted the hand that originally held the small yellow croaker. At the same time, his other hand suddenly reached forward and grabbed the young waiter's collar with a big hand.

The strength of his body exploded, and Yi Chuanzong directly lifted the young man up with one hand and carried him over. The posture was not much more difficult than carrying a chicken.

At this time, Yi Chuanzong was no longer so kind. He bared his teeth and looked very fierce, his eyes widened with anger, "Who are you scolding?"

The young guy looked confused. Is this what it feels like with your feet dangling in the air?

Looking at the big face overlooking his own, the young waiter felt scared. He weighed one hundred and thirty kilograms, and he could be lifted with one hand, but a punch would probably kill him!

"Wait a minute, do it! Sir, wait a minute, do it!"

The thin old man inside was already shouting and trotting over.

He heard the waiter's exclamation just now, and he looked over. In fact, he was also a little confused. Where can anyone have any small yellow croakers these days? Let alone a worker?

In 1954, the factory became a public-private partnership, and the public's redemption of capitalist private shares was changed to a "fixed interest system" with a unified annual interest rate of 5%.

During the 1950s and 1950s, the entire industry entered into a public-private partnership. At that time, the owners of Juchangyuan were separated. Each family's money was less than 2,000 yuan, so they were not defined as capitalists.

Now, after six years, I have changed from a boss to a worker. It is difficult to double the two thousand yuan. Three small yellow croakers cost nearly two thousand yuan.

Even if the premium and discount of the antiques is relatively high, the two thousand yuan worth of goods at that time may be worth more. Nearly two thousand yuan is not a small amount. The previous ones were passed down from ancestors.

He stretched his head forward, looked at it, raised his reading glasses, and then the man took action!

The thin old man ran over in a panic, stretched out his hand to support Yi Chuanzong's arm and said with a smile: "Sir, don't be angry, this guy has never seen gold, he is not scolding you, he is just a little too surprised!

"

After he took it, it was all stiff muscles, as if he was holding on to a wooden stick. Such a strong person made his face tremble with shock. When he was young, this person smashed his shop and he didn't dare to say a word.

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"Xiao Chen, how did you greet me? Why don't you apologize quickly?"

Yi Chuanzong glared angrily and looked at the little old man.

Wearing a well-fitting cardigan, wide trousers, and a pair of 49-year-old cloth shoes, this outfit has a bit of an era feel to him, and the overall look is elegant.

The problem is that this person can speak well, but why did he act so weird when he opened his mouth just now?

Are you giving in now?

Home bird!

"Sorry, I, I didn't scold you, I was just too surprised!"

The young waiter explained with aggrieved face, looking weak.

"snort!"

"I'm sorry you don't dare!"

Yi Chuanzong sneered and immediately let go of his hand.

The young man fell to the ground with a free fall, and then staggered a step, but finally he felt at ease!

He quickly smiled and said: "Sir, where is your little yellow croaker! I will help you measure it!"

Yi Chuanzong slowly turned his shoulders, then turned around leisurely, raised his arm again, opened his palm to reveal three small yellow croakers.

However, the three small yellow croakers changed slightly at this time, and there were six more flat round surfaces at the contact locations.

The young man secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. How much force does it take to knead gold into this shape? He has seen it before, and it was all done with teeth!

The thin old man’s smiling face is like a chrysanthemum, this is real gold!

He praised, "The color is full and the appearance is perfect. Your three little yellow croakers are really good!" He turned his head and said, "Xiao Chen, please measure this guest quickly. You didn't want to work overtime just now, so don't complain now? See you.

It’s your honor to get this thing!”

"I'm really sorry. He was a little emotional just now. It's the Chinese New Year. Please forgive me."

"Come on, I get it, let's test it first!" Yi Chuanzong said lukewarmly.

"Okay!"

Xiao Chen jumped forward with a happy face, then raised his eyes to look at Yi Chuanzong, and then reached out to take the small yellow croaker in his big hand. His hand was slightly heavy, and the feeling of concentrated weight was full of the smell of money. He couldn't help it.

He swallowed.

Yi Chuanzong glanced at the young waiter expressionlessly.

The thin old man over there didn't dare to be lazy now. He bowed his waist skillfully and stretched out his hand to signal in front of him. His gesture was very natural and elegant.

"Sir, please come this way! He will have to work hard, please wait a moment."

This little old man looks to be in his sixties. The Qing Dynasty was still around fifty years ago. If he had not gone to private school at that time, he would have started working as a waiter in a shop. Now he is naturally very good at doing these things. At that time,

'Master' is not easy to serve.

Yi Chuanzong was not afraid of losing his gold, so he followed the old man and sat down at the tea table in the northeast corner.

He can get gold for no reason, but the people in this shop don't have this ability.

The sudden extra wealth is stolen from the public. If you dare to report false accounts, you will have a long and idle life!

The thin old man poured a cup of tea elegantly and asked with a smile: "Sir, where did your little yellow croaker come from?"

Things are definitely good things, but they also make people uneasy.

Except for a few people who have made outstanding contributions, everyone else is paid a normal salary. The family only earns a few hundred yuan a month, and none of them have a small yellow croaker.

It takes an ordinary person five or six years to earn three small yellow croakers. This is without spending any money. If you want to save one thousand and eighty yuan, that is completely imaginary.

Top workers like the first and second uncles have to save, senior cadres have to save, and top intellectuals have to save. The third uncle can deduct some of his savings, and ordinary people can't survive.

"What? You think my things are dirty?"

Yi Chuanzong's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly and made a gesture to leave.

The thin old man quickly reached out and grabbed Yi Chuanzong's arm, and hurriedly spoke to comfort him, "Sir, don't be anxious, don't be anxious! I'm just asking casually, where is there any dirty money at this time? That's not it.

Yes! You can’t even wear this overalls!”

The public has calculated assets, so a store owner cannot slander people randomly.

Yi Chuanzong's expression softened slightly, and then he sat down carelessly. The thin old man also sat down with a smile on his face.

"You have some foresight, but this time you are on to the point. My uncle, Yi Zhonghai, is an eighth-level fitter at the No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant. Although I, Yi Chuanzong, are only a fourth-level fitter now, I am somewhat famous in the factory.

These three small yellow croakers are only about more than a year’s salary. If you sell them now, you may buy them again in the future. These things are beautiful!"

Nowadays, valuables such as gold cannot be traded privately. When selling later, the name must be stated to issue a receipt. He can also avoid this person's suspicion by saying it in advance.

If there is no doubt, this person will not check strictly. After all, their family can afford it.

In fact, he actually had gold at home! Lou Xiaoe also brought two pieces with him when he came here. If he could find out the source, it would be true.

The limelight is not tight now, but we can't make it public. It's best to avoid it and try not to expose the Lou family on the outside.

Otherwise, when Lou Xiao'e was getting married, Father Lou might give him a box of gold...

If you have money, you have to spend it. He will take the eighth-level job examination in the next year. He can make progress in the future, and he is not afraid of how the Lou family will affect him.

The thin old man quickly apologized and said, "That's it! That's it! Who doesn't like the little yellow croaker? I usually like to play with this thing too." Gu Boring

But he was very shocked. An eighth-level worker and such a young fourth-level worker, this family is awesome!

This time he was really impressed. Who would have thought that a young man could be a level four fitter?

There are also workers, which should not be underestimated. Some of them are really arrogant! They are playing with three small yellow croakers!

Yi Chuanzong nodded slightly, reached out to pick up the tea cup and took a sip, his posture was very proud.
To be continued...