The modern daily life of a beauty boss

We stayed at the racecourse until noon with Ming Lang, and Ming Chen treated us to an expensive lunch as a thank you.

After that, Ming Lang couldn't bear his temper, and regardless of the fact that his brother didn't show anything, he took Lin Yu with him to a nearby shopping mall and started hanging out. If he saw anything interesting, he would wrap it up for fun.

Tao Nan and the others looked at Mingchen, who was no longer as gentle as Lin Yu who talked and took care of others, but gradually became calm, indifferent, gentle and distant, and looked at each other for a few times without leaving any trace.

After leaving Minglang, Lin Yu took a taxi to the antique street and entered an old courtyard that looked unattractive and had been renovated.

Arriving at the house, Lin Yu walked through a field of valuable antiques and came to the old man who was sitting on a chair, fanning himself from time to time, and reading yellowed books.

"Grandpa Fang."

Mr. Fang looked at it seriously, and only then did he realize that Lin Yu was coming.

"Hey, it's Xiao Yu who's here. Sit down quickly so we can watch tea together."

The young man working inside responded and came out after a while carrying a tea cup.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. When did you come back?"

After Mr. Fang finished speaking, Fang Tong also said: "Yes, you haven't been here for a long time. Grandpa always talks about you."

Lin Yu had a gentle smile on her face.

"I just arrived yesterday. Mingming asked me to go out today. On the way, I thought everyone would come here, so I came to see you."

Mr. Fang shook his cattail leaf fan and smiled.

"You can't coax me. You came to me because of something. To be honest, old man, I'm not sad."

As he spoke, Mr. Fang pressed his cattail leaf fan on his chest, trying to look like he understood despite being sad.

Lin Yu took the teacup handed over by Fang Tong, thanked him and said to Mr. Fang, "To be honest with you, I do have something to ask for."

The old man leaned back slightly.

"Are you serious about this?"

After saying that, the old man pursed his lips like an aggrieved child, tilted his head and sighed.

Fang Tong had long been accustomed to his grandfather's behavior, but he still felt indifferent.

Lin Yu took out a box from his bag. When he opened it, he found a sandalwood bracelet bought for him by the students from Class 2 participating in the competition. After wearing it home yesterday, he put it back in the box.

"I would like to ask you to optimize this maintenance and extend its service life."

After all, a dozen students pooled their money to buy it. A bracelet worth nearly a thousand yuan is quite expensive for them, but the quality and craftsmanship are not very good. Over time, the damage rate will be higher than if the quality is good.

Lin Yu occasionally came to Mr. Fang's place and learned some skills, but he considered himself not a professional, so he wanted to ask the old man to help him optimize it, so that he could keep this feeling for a longer time.

When he put it on yesterday, he heard what Wang Xue and the others said. They were very happy that they put the gift on. If it broke later, they would be disappointed.

Mr. Fang was still arrogant because of what happened just now, but he still looked at it.

"The raw materials of this sandalwood are very ordinary. There is no need for maintenance and optimization. I have a lot of top-quality materials here. If you don't like the old ones, you can use the materials you like to make new ones."

Hearing this, Lin Yu told the origin of the bracelet. The old man listened. Although there was still some disgust on his face for this kind of thing produced on the assembly line, he still motioned to Lin Yu to put his hand on the box and put it down.

"Fortunately, the store is quite conscientious and uses real sandalwood. Otherwise, there is really no need for maintenance."

If ordinary wood is used as a shoddy quality, even if it is maintained with superb skills, it will be of no use. It will still rot if it should, and it may also be soaked with some chemicals because it wants to pass it off as sandalwood. This kind of If worn for a long time, it will affect your health.

As the old man rambled, Lin Yu took out a palm-sized iron box from his bag. Seeing this, the old man seemed to sense something and stopped talking.

"This is……"

Lin Yu slowly opened the lid of the iron box and said: "I have been working in Province G during this period. This is Maojian, one of the most famous teas in Province G. I brought three boxes in total and divided them among the others. After my grandpa and dad, the last box is here.”

After sniffing it carefully, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up.

“This is good tea!”

Lin Yu said: "This is tea leaves picked from the old tea trees that I asked someone to pick up. It is also roasted by hand by an experienced master."

The more the old man listened, the bigger the smile on his face became, and his anticipation was palpable.

"So...this is for me, right?"

Lin Yu opened his mouth slightly, but paused for a moment without speaking. Just when the old man was about to feel aggrieved again, he nodded.

"Of course, this is a gift for you."

"You kid is really..."

After laughing and cursing a few words, the old man took the tea box and looked at it. While he was overjoyed, he also didn't forget to complain about the grandson next to him.

"Look at you, Xiaoyu still remembered to bring me a gift when he went back to the capital. I haven't seen you give me anything good in all these years."

Fang Tong was speechless for a moment.

All the things he co-authored that he used to make by himself were given up? When you were a child, you were the one who got the wood carvings that he learned to make by stumbling and stumbling, and you were so surprised that you weren't the one?

The key is that all his money is in the hands of the old man. Where can he get good things?

He complained eight hundred times in his heart, but Fang Tong couldn't say it out loud. He just listened obediently to his grandfather's scolding, which was not very careless.

"Grandpa Fang, it's getting late, I have to go back."

The old man looked up.

"Ah? It's not dark yet. Don't be in a hurry. It won't be too late to have dinner here."

Lin Yu smiled slightly and said: "No, I didn't drive when I came out today. It's hard to take a taxi if I'm late."

"That's it."

The old man was a little regretful. His grandson, like him, couldn't drive and couldn't see Lin Yu off. He knew that the Lin family's residence was not close to the antique street.

"Okay, please pay attention to safety on the road, and tell your grandpa by the way. When your grandma celebrates her birthday, I will go fishing with him."

Lin Yu nodded.

"no problem."

When Fang Tong sent Lin Yu to the alley and returned, he found a low-key but luxurious black car parked not far from the entrance of his courtyard.

In the courtyard, Jin Xiuheng sat opposite Mr. Fang. He looked at the sandalwood bracelets on the table, which were made of ordinary materials. They looked familiar, but didn't think much about them.

"Mr. Fang, I'm going to celebrate the old man's birthday in a few days, and I want to see if there are any suitable birthday gifts here."

Mr. Fang still had a smile on his face, but he was not as amiable as he was just now and Lin Yushi. He looked like he had the unique temperament of an old scholar studying antiques.

"Okay, let Fang Tong take you to see it."

Fang Tong put a smile on his face and raised his hand.

"this way please."