Great Power Army Reclamation

Ye Yuze was surprised. He didn't expect these two guys to be able to save money? He took the bankbook and looked at it. It was obvious that he had left it to the old man before he left. The money on it has not been touched at all. The other one is densely packed and almost full, and the ones behind it total 200,000. This must be their liquidity. But why is there only deposit but no withdrawal?

Seeing Ye Yuze's curious gaze, the old man puffed up his chest proudly: "I will go to the Pan Family Group every other day and sell two things we don't like. That way the money will be enough to spend."

Ye Yuze couldn't help but secretly sigh, this accidentally gold-swallowing beast turned into a gold-sucking beast! These two people are making money as fast as a small clothing factory. The annual profit of a small clothing factory may not even be 100,000 yuan, right? After all, although the current prices continue to rise, they are not beyond people's affordability.

After all, wages are also rising, and a salary of one hundred yuan a month is now common. The average salary the year before last was only fifty. In the capital, there are not many people with a salary of 200 yuan.

Ye Yuze returned the bankbook to them: "You can keep this, just in case there is something good that you can't buy without money. If you don't have enough money, you can buy it again."

Na Wuyi gave a thumbs up: "Although you don't understand anything, you know how to read people. This is destined to make you rich and powerful in this life!"

Ye Yuze nodded in agreement: "You mean I am Bole and you are a horse? Can your toothless horse still pull a carriage? It only eats some fodder!"

The angry man was looking for something to hit him again. Ye Yuze said with a straight face: "Are you doing this to Bole's horse again?"

The two people were fighting, and there was a shout from outside the yard: "Nanwu, come out here, do you understand the rules? You can pry me out of anything I like!"

Na Wu looked at Old Rou with confusion on his face: "How did this thing find its way here?"

Laorou shook his head: "I never told anyone where we live."

But since they were looking for him, Master Wu was naturally not a shy person and waved his hand at the old man. "Open the door to welcome guests!"

As the door opened, an old man rushed in. Ye Yuze took a look and realized that this person was Gao Yingxiang who bought their blue and white bowl. The reason why I remember him is that they made a thousand yuan in a blink of an eye, only to be scolded by Na Wu when they came back.

At this moment, Gao Yingxiang completely lost his previous elegant demeanor. He pointed at Na Wu and asked: "Na Wu, how many times have you said this? Every time I want to lower the price of something I like, you can Buy it."

Na Wuyi had a look of disdain on his face: "You can call me Master Wu, but you can also call me Wu? Even if you have little eyesight, you can only deceive my apprentice. Now you can't even deceive my apprentice. What do you mean?" Why did you come to me?"

Gao Yingxiang immediately saw the candlestick that Ye Yuze was holding in his hand while swinging it with a stick: "This is it. I fell in love with it the day before yesterday, but you bought it today."

The five curled their lips and told the old man: "Go, take out the few candlesticks we have in hand, and give your uncle Gao a long experience."

After hearing this, the old man went to the house and walked out after a while holding six candlesticks. Place it on the table.

Gao Yingxiang's eyes immediately widened, because every one of these candlesticks was stunning to look at. Even Ye Yuze, a person who didn't understand anything, his eyes were burning.

The one in his hand was just a simple copper candlestick. His grandmother had a pair at home, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But these are obviously different when I take them out. Only two were made of bronze, and they were the kind of people dressed as warriors, holding a plate with a base in both hands.

These two candlesticks are covered with green rust, but they are very complete, and even the two warriors are lifelike. The warriors are dressed like the Terracotta Warriors of Qin Shihuang.

Unlike Ye Yuze who was playing with it casually, Gao Yingxiang put on a pair of white gloves and carefully observed it with a magnifying glass. Then he took a breath and said, "Fifth Master, is this something from the Warring States Period?"

Na Wu ignored him and continued to drink his tea. Gao Yingxiang continued to check other things. He muttered in a low voice: "This is the celadon sheep from the Three Kingdoms. This is the celadon candlestick from the Wei and Jin Dynasties when the Hu people rode the sheep. Oh my God, there is also the celadon candlestick from the Southern Dynasties. Is this the tricolor of Tang Dynasty?"

At the end, Gao Yingxiang could no longer speak. The shock was so great that I started to feel sluggish.

Only then did Na Wu put down the purple clay pot in his hand with satisfaction: "How about it? Is your crappy thing worth grabbing? It's because my unsatisfied apprentice has shallow eye sockets and insists on using it for fun."

At this moment, Gao Yingxiang looked depressed, without any of the momentum he had when he first entered the door, like a defeated rooster.

Na Wu looked a little unbearable, so he said: "For the sake of your dead brother, I can give you that thing yesterday, but although we bought it, the owner is not us. Your question Ask the one standing."

When Ye Yuze saw Na Wu's finger pointing at him, he naturally had to give him face. He handed over the candlestick in his hand. "This is the fifth master's final decision. Since he is your friend, just take it."

Gao Yingxiang looked at the people on the table and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end. He took out a few bundles of money from his satchel, put them on the table, picked up the candlestick, and left.

Ye Yuze often dealt with money, so he knew it was 10,000 yuan at a glance. The old man was obviously unwilling, and looked at the master with some resentment.

Na Wu scolded: "This useless thing is just a gadget from the Qing Dynasty. Why don't you want to part with it?"

Ye Yuze asked the old man carefully: "Brother, how much did you spend to collect it?"

The old man sighed and held out five fingers. Ye Yuze thought that it was worth exchanging five thousand for ten thousand. It doubled in one day. As a result, what the old man said next made Ye Yuze so tired that he was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. : "This thing cost me a total of five hundred yuan! That guy Gao Yingxiang only gave me three hundred yuan!"

Ye Yuze was silent, he didn't want to speak. Before the expansion of the factory, the profit per day was only US$10,000, so you can make it in one fell swoop. This is too shocking. I can't go home and tell my mother that if I'm tired of that, I can come to the capital to collect antiques.

Na Wu also sighed at this time: "They are all good things! It's a pity that things are not valuable these years. Many good things have been burned or smashed. They will regret it in the future. Boy, you and I are destined, you are not stingy , You are also kind and righteous in your work. Na Wu will help you buy and buy more items for one day. But if you are not in urgent need of money, you can't sell it! Selling these is a waste!"

Ye Yuze nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Wu, I'm not short of money. Don't worry about accepting your money. If you don't have enough money, tell me."