Vol 2 Chapter 674: Second-hand night market

Before returning home, Mr. Wang had finished purchasing the precious ginseng and antler, and he really bought some local specialties such as Hericium erinaceus and red pine seeds.
When Mr. Wang spent all his cash and found a small yellow croaker, he was stopped by Zhang Guoqing. To this end, he deliberately loaned him a thousand yuan.
Zhang Guoqing did not accept the gold that Mr. Wang handed him. He even said, "Gold in troubled times, antiques in flourishing times. These are heirlooms!"
Hearing this, Mr. Wang paused with his raised hand, and said nothing to keep the little yellow croaker. It is not that he is unwilling to pay it back. Apart from the cash that he brought this time out, he still has some at home, so he can return it to the child.
What made him uneasy was what Zhang Guoqing meant. With Zhang Guoqing's current background in the capital and his methods, a bit of turmoil will not be without a trace.
These words made the child's voice low and meaningful. That would be interesting! In addition, this time their young couple spent so much money. If it is said that they were taken for relatives, this would deceive the child.
Who would be so boring to take a milk doll to bump into the wilderness to get a fifty thousand yuan ginseng?
Especially this young couple is a show-off person? Do you know that people's hearts are unpredictable? The character of those relatives and friends will make them trustworthy? Not to mention them, even Zhou Xiaozheng would not agree!
Elder Wang secretly decided: Next, the grandchildren in the family don't need to arrange for them to go to work in the factory, but stay safe under their noses.
When he arrived in the provincial capital, Zhang Guoqing used to visit Zhao Chuanguang as an excuse to separate from the father and son Wang. After sending them to the bus, the family went to the post office and sent a large package.
Except for the valuables of ginseng, which can be sent in parcels, Zhang Guoqing will send as much as possible. In order to have a source for the supplies in the future, these postages must be spent at no cost.
When the family came to the provincial capital, they didn't rush to see Zhao Chuanguang in the military area. They went to the guest house where they had stayed before, took out their student ID and a letter of introduction to register the room.
"Do you think your parents will bring their children here?"
Zhang Guoqing nodded, "Yes, Uncle Wang will give the letter to Dad, and he will come tomorrow. He promised the children before, he also knows. It just so happened that we haven't visited the provincial capital in peace and played together for two days, and then we will also I have to go home."
Zhou Jiao smiled at this. The home he was talking about was the one in Beijing. It seems that the three from his family are used to living in Beijing.
"Dad, do you want to go to the second grandpa? And why didn't my auntie come to play with me?"
"Wait before returning to the capital to go to your second grandfather's house. If your grandfather and the others come over tomorrow, it will be too crowded and inconvenient. Crazy Zhao, let's wait and see what's going on."
Ping chuckled with joy. If his aunt knew this nickname, she wouldn't have to fight his dad!
Zhou Jiao packed her baggage and put the space in the room, leaving something on the surface. At this moment, she listened and shook her head and said, "Don't go looking for their young couple. It's probably a summer internship."
Zhang Guoqing doesn't matter, "Okay, you will arrange it."
The family changed their clothes after washing and it was time for dinner.
The sky was still bright when the state-run meal came out. Upon seeing this, Zhou Jiao asked Zhang Guoqing to do business first, while she herself planned to take her son around to see if there were any good things.
Zhang Guoqing looked around and said, "Then you two don't go far. When it gets dark, you will stroll around the night market. I will go there to find you after I finish my work."
"Okay, go ahead, be careful."
Zhang Guoqing patted her trouser pocket to signal her relief.
Now there is no market to visit, and the famous night market in the province is full of people. Of course, this market has changed its name. It is called the second-hand goods exchange market.
Now no one dares to stir up trouble, this place is really old goods that do not need to be replaced at home, including those defective products. And on the face of it, you can't make a disgusting remark with a grin.
Under the dim street lamp, there were broken tables and chairs on both sides of the street, some broken water tanks, and even broken bowls. If I hadn't seen a few unevenly dyed cloth heads occasionally, I really thought I had entered a waste station. That's it, shopping people still squatted on the ground with interest and whispered bargaining.
Zhou Jiao hugged her son and hurriedly passed by. I walked all the way to the end of the street and saw something interesting. She stepped forward and pushed a small wooden horse in the corner.
"Comrade, you have a good vision. Don't look at it as a second-hand product, but the material is very good. When you go back, you can paint it again. It's just like the new one."
Zhou Jiao asked amusedly: "Oh? What is it?" She didn't believe the other party could tell. Don't think she didn't see how dismissive the other party was.
"Mom, don't want it. I don't like it. You see there are cracks on it, and you see it all have a knife. It must be someone who has to chop up wood for burning, and it doesn't even think it burns."
"Oh, this is a treasure handed down from my ancestors. What the little baby is talking about. What a slash, it's a naughty child who accidentally scratched it when he was old, and it's okay if he paints it again."
Zhou Jiao frowned, turned around holding the baby. She actually said that her son doesn't even want gold!
"Hey, don't go... I'll make you cheaper..."
Zhou Jiao was too lazy to care about such a person, and ignored the other person, and then moved on.
Ping An turned his head and squinted his eyes, then glanced at the other person.
"Don't worry about these people!"
"I know. Mom, isn't that very valuable? Does someone look at Zou Bao?"
Zhou Jiao patted him funny, "It's okay. This is a very special kind of wood. It has a name called snake wood. It comes from the virgin forests of South America. You were a bit right just now. People wanted to cut and burn wood. No. It is very hard, and the wood cannot be untied without special tools. And this snake-grain wood has poor oiliness, and it is prone to cracks if you don’t pay attention to maintenance~EbookFREE.me~ I think back to what I saw just now, it really does. Snakeskin pattern. Since his mother identified it, it must not be wrong.
"Is it expensive?"
"It's okay. The appearance is not good, but the rare thing is more expensive. This should be the tribute of the Ming Dynasty, which was made into a small wooden horse to be dedicated to the favored grandson."
When I hear it safe, it's worth it! He hurriedly lied to Zhou Jiao's ear, "Mom, go back. People will call us to take the opportunity to buy."
"Do you like it? We also have this kind of wood."
"That person is too annoying, let's get revenge."
Seeing that he was very interested, Zhou Jiao nodded. Her son is happy. She didn't go back immediately, patted him, walked for a while, then turned upside down, slowing down casually.
"Comrade, take a look again. This is really suitable for your son. Our family has been passed down from generation to generation. It's a good thing."
Zhou Jiao looked at each other speechlessly. He was embarrassed to speak, but he was embarrassed to listen. It's also passed on from generation to generation, what about deceiving ghosts? She pretended to be impatient and asked: "How much?"
"Ten yuan!" The other party finished speaking, looking at her face.
Zhou Jiao laughed. This person is really... "Don't talk nonsense! Pork is only a few cents? For a sincere price, who is sick and spends ten dollars on this broken wood?"
The other party sneered and rubbed his hands, "Comrade, how much do you think is appropriate? There is really no way at home, otherwise I won't sell the ancestral goods."
Zhou Jiao glanced at several other broken furniture on the ground, and smiled at him, "Two yuan, one more cent is gone. It's just a word for you."
"More..."
Zhou Jiao immediately turned to leave.
"Okay, it's the price."
After paying two yuan, Zhou Jiao carried the Trojan horse and led her son far away. She is really exhausted, but it's worth thinking about seeing the child's happy smile.