Chapter 9

First go to the accountant to issue an invoice, and when Jiang Hua took a look, it showed an amount of 120. The guy who looked at Jiang Hua raised his eyebrows, and Jiang Hua immediately understood, and quickly handed over the [-] yuan to the accountant.

After finding a few masters on the street, Jiang Hua returned to the recycling station after transporting the things to the courtyard house where the wood was collected by tricycle.

These guys have unclean hands and feet, and they are greedy for money, so there is something to talk about.

Jiang Hua stood at the door of the recycle bin, and saw that guy walking out of the recycle bin just a moment ago.

"Hey buddy, let's have a chat."

The guy frowned unconsciously when he saw Jiang Hua turning his head, but saw the big front door that Jiang Hua handed over, so he followed Jiang Hua to the corner.

"What's the matter, addicted to buying?"

Jiang Hua stuffed a box of big front doors, and asked with a smile: "Aren't you happy to give you money and flowers?"

"What do you mean, let me explain."

"Are those porcelains, calligraphy and paintings, and bronze wares sold?"

The guy squinted his eyes at Jiang Hua and said, "Porcelain and calligraphy and paintings can be sold, and you can pick a few pieces of bronze wares. They are heavy metals, and there are tasks on them."

"Give me a price."

The guy looked at Jiang Hua again, and said angrily, "How much money can you have, half your size?"

"You don't care about it. If you quote, I will give it to you. If you don't have us, treat it as a friend. You won't lose money. Anyway, you still have a box of Daqianmen."

"Boy, you are very good. I will give you all the porcelain, calligraphy and painting. You are allowed to pick five pieces of bronze wares, and they will be returned to Baodui for two hundred and five."

Jiang Hua thought about it for a while, but it was actually a matter of pretending to be making money, but it would be unreasonable not to think about it.

"The price is quite reasonable, but two hundred and fifty is not easy to say, 240 five."

The guy nodded and agreed without thinking at all: "Okay, 240 240, but how do you move it away? Do you dare to move this thing into the street?"

It is true that the movement to eradicate the four olds is still in full swing. If people see this, they must be labeled as feudal capitalists.

"Come and move at night. I have a place nearby. I'll get a tricycle. It won't be a problem to go back and forth in half an hour."

The guy at the recycle bin nodded: "Okay, if you have a way, the ticket will not be issued to you. We have to figure out how to balance the account. We will pay the money and deliver the goods at night."

"That's it, at ten o'clock in the evening, touch the door."

On the way back, I was thinking, where can I find a tricycle? At this time, a tricycle is a big piece. Most people don’t have it, so I have to borrow it from Mr. Ban Erye.

Well, look for Li Kuiyong, his old man is the boss. Although he passed away, there are uncles and uncles who still work in this business. It shouldn't be a problem to spend a few yuan to rent for a night with Kui Yong's face.

Jiang Hua knew Li Kuiyong, which was also due to Zhong Yuemin. The disciples of the courtyard and the children in the alley were naturally incompatible, but Zhong Yuemin and Kui Yong had a true friendship, and even Jiang Hua and Kui Yong had a good relationship.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hua walked into the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a catty of trough cakes and a catty of glutinous rice noodles. He couldn't come to the door empty-handed.

Those familiar with the way found Li Kuiyong's house and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

He knew it was Li Kuiyong's mother just by hearing the voice, so he replied: "Aunt Zhang, I am Kuiyong's buddy, and my name is Jiang Hua."

"Jiang Hua, why are you here?"

This is Li Kuiyong's voice. There was a rustling sound in the room, and Li Kuiyong opened the door.

"Kui Yong is also at home, just in time to find you something?"

Jiang Hua handed over the snacks, Kui Yong took it and was immediately dissatisfied.

"No, buddy, what do you mean, you have to buy things when you come to our house, don't treat me as a buddy."

"It's not for you, it's for younger brothers and sisters to satisfy their hunger, so keep it."

Kui Yong has several younger brothers and sisters, and the two younger ones were drooling at the dim sum, so Kui Yong just took it away, opened it first, and handed some trough cakes to his younger brothers and sisters.

"Let's eat, thank you brother Jianghua first."

"Thank you brother Jianghua."

Kui Yong's mother poured a glass of water from an enamel jar and put it in Jiang Hua's hand. Kui Yong said to his mother, "Mom, what should you do? I will entertain my buddy myself."

Aunt Zhang glared at her son, and said dissatisfied: "What is this kid talking about? Huazi is not an outsider."

"Yes, yes, go in and look at your younger siblings, Huazi has something to discuss with me."

Kui Yong's mother is a traditional woman, who pays attention to obeying the father before marriage, obeying the husband after marriage, and obeying the son after the husband dies. Now the eldest son is the pillar of the family. Since the son has said, she will obey.

"Huazi, sit down, I'll have this meal in a while, let's eat here today."

"Auntie, don't be so busy, I have something to do with Kui Yong, maybe I have to go out later."

Kui Yong asked: "Brother, what's the matter, you have to go out before dinner."

"Didn't your dad ride three rounds?"

"Yeah, didn't my dad die a long time ago, why mention him?"

"Do you have an uncle who still does this? Borrow three rounds for one night and pay them back tomorrow morning."

Kui Yong asked enthusiastically: "Why do you need to move things, my buddy will help you."

"It can be done by three rounds, without your help."

Kui Yong said dissatisfied: "Heretics, to be a buddy is an outsider."

"If you want to make something that is banned, don't meddle in it. The less people know about it, the better. Besides, the seller also wants to see more people appearing, which is more dangerous."

Kui Yong nodded again and again: "Yes, I understand, don't ask, you should pay more attention to yourself."

"Can I borrow three rounds?"

"Isn't this nonsense? It's a matter of one sentence. Come with me."

Kui Yong put on his clothes and hat, and said to his old lady: "Mom, I'll go out with Huazi, you guys eat first, don't wait for me."

Following Kui Yong in the alley for a while, we came to a large courtyard.

Kui Yong looked at a middle-aged man and shouted: "Uncle Bai, I will lend you three rounds for one night, and I will pay you back in the morning."

The middle-aged man asked politely: "Kui Yong, I need to move things at home, do you want my uncle to help?"

"No, I'm bringing my brother here, a young and strong man."

The middle-aged man handed over the key, and did not forget to ask: "Lock it when you leave. If you lose it, you will destroy the uncle's job."

"Hang it up."

The two pushed the car out of the alley, and Kui Yong handed the car to Jiang Hua.

"Here you go, be careful, don't ruin my uncle's job."

"You can do it too."

Kui Yong turned around and was about to leave, but Jiang Hua held him back, "Why, it's time for dinner, please eat."

"Pull it down, you have a few tickets on you, I'd better go home and eat."

(End of this chapter)

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