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After taking apart each painting, most of them were landscape paintings, but there were also some paintings of flowers, birds and figures, and Han Ying also saw two pieces of wild grass.

These are not very expensive paintings. Before the end of the world, Han Ying guessed that the highest one would not exceed 500,000 yuan.

At present, she only knows that space can eat paintings, and the ancient paintings are only her own guesses, but neither of them knows exactly what paintings they are.

So Han Ying planned to buy them all.

"There are a total of 14 scrolls here. I want them all. You can make a price."

Han Ying rolled up the scrolls one by one and put them back into the box.

Old Li Tou and his wife looked at each other. To be honest, they didn't know how to bid. After all, no one had ever asked them to buy this thing before.

"Can we discuss this first?"

Old Li Tou looked at Han Ying and the others and said.

"Please."

There are a lot of pictures, so it’s normal to need to discuss them.

Old Li Tou and his wife greeted Dao Scarwei, and then the three of them entered the room to discuss.

They have no experience, but their nephew should know something.

After about five minutes, the three people walked out of the room.

"We discussed it. In fact, I have seven other paintings at home, but they were not protected during the tsunami and were accidentally soaked in water. They have some flaws, so I didn't take them out."

After coming out of the room, Wang Xiuqin sat back to where she was before, glanced at the two of them, and then continued:

"If you can accept the price we offer, the remaining 7 defective paintings will be given to you for free. Do you agree?"

After Wang Xiuqin finished speaking, he looked at the two people, trying to get the answer from their mouths.

"You tell me first."

Han Ying must get so many paintings, as long as she can accept the price they offer.

"200 kilograms of rice, plus 50 kilograms of potatoes and 20 liters of water."

After Wang Xiuqin finished speaking, the three of them looked at Han Ying and the others expectantly.

Potatoes were brought by Dao Scarwei.

There are no potatoes on the market yet. If he takes advantage of this opportunity, he might be able to get more things from some wealthy people.

"I can promise you the rest, but we didn't bring that much rice when we went out today, only 100 kilograms. Can the remaining 100 kilograms of rice be converted into 200 points and given to you?"

200 kilograms of rice is actually not much, but Lu Yuan knows that in business, you can't just agree to whatever the other party says.

"can."

Lao Li glanced at his nephew and agreed after seeing him nod.

My nephew has a lot of people, and shopping malls have purchase restrictions, which is not a big problem for him with such a large population.

They can still earn admission fees every day and have no shortage of food.

The points allow my subordinates to buy at the mall every day, so there is no impact.

"The supplies are all in the car, come with us to move them downstairs."

So many things must have been placed in the car.

Wang Xiuqin went back to the house and took out the seven flawed paintings promised to Han Ying and the others.

Then he took two more bags for them to fill.

Han Ying first gave Wang Xiuqin 200 points from her backpack.

When they came downstairs, Han Ying stood outside the car while Lu Yuanjin went into the car to move supplies.

After a while, Lu Yuan got out of the car.

Han Ying knew that he was picking out small potatoes.

It seems that next time I will pick out a few more and separate them to avoid further trouble.

Seeing the bag of small potatoes, the eyes of Lao Litou, his wife, and Dao Scarwei all lit up.

Even if Dao Scarwei could collect entry fees at the night market, he still couldn't eat things that were not available on the market.

Potatoes that once cost just a few cents per pound have now become something that makes people drool just by looking at them.

"Um, Brother Tangyuan and Sister Tangyuan, can you lend me a moment to speak?"

Dao Scarwei asked his younger brother to help his uncle carry things upstairs, while he rubbed his hands and looked at the two of them.

Although he was a man in his thirties, he felt like he was being taken advantage of by calling them by their names, but it didn't matter.

These two people can easily bring out so much food, they must be the middlemen.

It's best to deal with this kind of people, as long as there is business for them to do.

Han Ying and Lu Yuan were stunned for a moment when they heard the name they gave out.

They didn't expect that Dao Scarwei could really scream.

"Tell me?"

The three of them walked around to the back of the car, and then Han Ying spoke.

"Are you reselling things?"

Dao Scarwei asked softly.

Han Ying nodded: "You can say that."

"Good brother, can you help me pay attention to something?"

After Dao Scarwei finished speaking, he glanced at Han Ying, then whispered something into Lu Yuan's ear.

Han Ying rolled her eyes. Did she really think she was deaf when she was so close?

She heard everything. Dao Scarwei was talking about small umbrellas. He asked Lu Yuan to help him pay attention to small umbrellas. The more the better.

"Ahem, if you want food or points, it's all negotiable. I don't want it myself. I know a lot of rich people."

Dao Scarwei also explained something after finishing speaking.

"Okay, we can help you ask, but we don't want points or food, we just want scrolls, like today's."

Lu Yuan glanced at Han Ying, wondering if she heard it just now.

"Thanks, brother, I will also help you keep an eye on it. I'm always at the night market. If you have something, you can go there to find me. If you can't find it, you can come to my uncle's place. I also live in this community, in 8 Building 901.”

Dao Scarwei patted Lu Yuan's arm directly, as if the two were really good brothers.

"You live in Building 8? Do you know 1203?"

When Dao Scarwei said he lived in Building 8, Han Ying spoke directly.

"I know... I know, what happened to 1203?"

Dao Scarwei suddenly had an ominous premonition.

There are five or six young people living in 1203. Those few people came to him a few days ago and said they wanted to join his team and make a living.

"1203 was originally the home of a friend of mine. Several people robbed and occupied the house. The reason why Lao Li and I came here was to take back my friend's home and his supplies."

Han Ying had indeed planned this just now. From Dao Scarwei's tone, it seemed that there was something hidden in it?

"Is there such a thing? Then you must be severely punished. Come on, I will take you back!"

Just kidding, he still relies on these two people to help him earn points. How can he let a few younger brothers who just took office ruin his good deeds.

Han Ying also didn't expect that Dao Scarwei would agree so readily.

Although she and Lu Yuan could easily solve this matter, it would be nice to have someone help.

Following Dao Scarwei, the three of them arrived at Building 8, 1203.

Everyone was sweating a lot along the way up, but no one cared.

"I'll knock it."

There were three people in 1203 who went to the night market with him today, and there were three more people inside.

Dao Scarwei knocked for a while, and the door was opened from the inside.

After opening it, Han Ying saw an acquaintance appearing at the door.

Squinting her eyes, some not-so-good memories from her previous life suddenly appeared in her mind.