Zhong Yuemin was not satisfied with becoming the laughingstock of everyone, so he threatened: "You all deserve to be beaten, why do you keep talking about me?"
Zheng Tong walked behind Jiang Hua and said in a pretentious manner: "Come on, please start your performance. Brother Hua is here. The elders and younger ones are arranged in order, starting with Brother Hua."
Jiang Hua raised his head and glanced at Zhong Yuemin. Zhong Yuemin immediately felt cold all over. Maybe Jiang Hua had killed someone, and Zhong Yuemin felt a murderous aura.
"Brother, why are you willing to buy a chicken for stew today? That's all."
Jiang Hua opened the lid of the pot, picked up the spoon and tasted the salty taste. It tasted good and was right in his mouth.
"Damn it, I've been out for a few days, and you've been wandering around for a few days. This is the pheasant I hunted in the mountains. You're really a dog. You know how to go home as soon as there's a scent. It's hard to stew a chicken, but you still have to do it with you."
I feel sorry for myself for sharing with these bastards."
"So it's a coincidence!" Zhong Yuemin stretched out his hand like a spoon to take a mouthful of soup and taste it.
Jiang Hua slapped his hand away and said angrily: "I don't have enough staple food at home. I went out to buy some steamed buns. Can I feed you just by drinking chicken soup?"
"Why."
Zhong Yuemin stood up, squatted down again, and said sheepishly: "Brother, it's okay to run errands. The money and food stamps are there, so please support me."
"Go to the drawer and get it by yourself, and you will become a master day by day."
After taking the money and tickets, Zhong Yuemin went out to buy steamed buns. Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong helped Jiang Hua wash and cook. When Zhong Yuemin came back, the soup was almost ready, and the four of them had a feast.
Yuan Jun touched his belly and said, "Meat is still delicious. For how many days, pickles and pickles have been eaten every day, but now we finally have meat."
Four big boys, a big pot of chicken soup, not even a bit of soup root was left, they chewed up all the residue and bones.
Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong wanted to stay overnight, but Jiang Hua kicked them out of the house without hesitation. They wanted to stay overnight, but grandma didn't sleep well that night last time and had a splitting headache the next day.
When I woke up early the next morning, Zhong Yuemin was gone again. I don't know how this kid could be so energetic all day long. He had nothing to do all day long, and he got up so early just because he wasn't hungry enough.
Jiang Hua spent the whole day squatting at home yesterday, and today he was very quiet and restless, preparing to go out on the streets.
When I got on the street, I realized that there were really no people on the street now. The most people were actually veterans. These guys, since the school was closed, had no restraints. They spent all day on the street inviting cats and dogs, and they had become a police station.
The focus of attention is on the object.
Jiang Hua was wearing a navy blue tunic suit. Although he was a little white, he straightened his back when walking and looked like a promising young man. Therefore, the comrades at the police station only glanced at him a few times and stopped paying attention.
Fights broke out on the street from time to time. Comrades from the police station rode bicycles and rushed to the scene quickly. However, these veterans had rich combat experience and immediately dispersed. No matter how fast the police station arrived, they could only be said to be inferior.
Jiang Huaxin and Ma Yuan were wandering around and unknowingly came to a scrap collection station.
Looking at the signboard of the scrap recycling bin, Jiang Hua was stunned. He heard that there were many treasures in the scrap recycling bins of this era. Although he did not know antiques, but he took action at this time, and the price of wild vegetables was worse than cabbage.
If one of the ten items is genuine, then it is a sure profit.
"Then kid, do you have any scraps to sell?"
Looking at an old man at the door, looking at Jiang Hua who had been standing at the door for a long time, he didn't know what he was doing, so he asked.
"No, uncle, I still lack some furniture at home. I don't have tickets to buy new ones, so I was wondering if I could exchange some at your place. At least it should be cheaper."
"This kid is quite good at running a house. It's okay. Come in and take a look. If you like it, I can sell it to you. The price is cheaper, and it's more cost-effective than buying a new one."
He took Jiang Hua to the waste recycling station and went directly to see the leader. At this time, the leaders of the Revolutionary Committee had the final say. Few of these people were for the good of the country, they were all selfish people.
"You want to buy something old? No problem. Go ahead and pick it up. Once it's adjusted, go to the accountant to settle the bill."
The leader of the Revolutionary Committee was unexpectedly easy to talk to, and an employee brought Jiang Hua to the warehouse.
"There are all old furniture here, and there are pots, pans, and other things nearby. You can pick it out yourself. Just call me when you have picked it up, and we will settle the accounts together."
After saying that, this guy actually left. Isn’t this putting a mouse in a rice vat?
This employee saw that Jiang Hua was wearing relatively thin clothes and could not hide anything, so he was very relieved and let Jiang Hua choose alone. Who would have thought that Jiang Hua still has a carry-on space.
Jiang Hua walked into the warehouse, "Good guys, these guys don't want to work. This warehouse is so chaotic, and things are scattered everywhere."
Let’s not look at the furniture for now. There seems to be something like a calligraphy and painting scroll in the basket over there.
Take a look outside first. The guy is holding the half pack of cigarettes he stuffed in, sitting against the wall and basking in the sun.
Jiang Hua opened a scroll, it was a painting, Chinese cabbage and grasshopper, look at the inscription, Baishi Shanweng, Jiang Hua really knows Qi Baishi's nickname, he opened another scroll, it was inscribed Daqian layman, this is Zhang Daqian,
You'll know it as soon as you hear it.
I opened several paintings in succession, a few of them were by Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian, and the rest were unknown, or they didn't look as good as the paintings by Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian, so I put away the paintings by these two great masters.
Jianghua's time was limited and he didn't have time to look at them one by one, so he took out a small half from each box. This is not greedy for money, we are saving cultural relics.
Skipping the scrolls, there were bronzes next to them. Jiang Hua knew nothing about this, so he could only look at a few that were simple and elegant and put them away.
There were also some porcelain piled in the corner like rubbish. No, what was put here was rubbish. So Jiang Hua politely collected a small part of it, picking out the beautiful ones. Among them were a few purple ones with iron feet and gold wire iron feet.
It's high-quality. It can't really be from the five famous kilns of the Southern Song Dynasty. If it is true, it will make a lot of money.
After doing the bad thing, Jiang Hua pretended to pick out old furniture. When he bought wood before, he also learned some knowledge about mahogany. He chose the red sandalwood material and chose a set of Eight Immortals tables, Taishi chairs, and a large wardrobe.
, and a set of step-down beds.
"Hey, buddy, you've made your choice, come in and settle the score."
The guy opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Hua, and said, "Wait, I'll come."
He waited until the cigarette in his hand burned out, then stood up, patted his butt, and followed Jiang Hua into the warehouse.
Looking at the things Jiang Hua selected, he made an estimate and quoted the number, "Let's give it one hundred and two."
Jiang Hua pretended to be distressed and said: "It's so expensive, these are all waste products."
"Whether it is a scrap or not, do you have to count it in your mind? Such a big bed, even used items are worth a lot of money. The price I gave you is quite enough."
