What if I haven't seen Siheyuan?

Early the next morning, Yan Xiaoyao got out of bed.

I plan to take advantage of the two days of weekend break to arrange all the things at home to avoid trouble in the future.

After washing up, I ran to Lao Zhou's breakfast stall to eat something, then went back and rode my bike straight to the supply and marketing cooperative's entrusted store.

After Yan Xiaoyao walked into the commission shop, he looked around curiously at this unique commission shop of this era.

Good guy. . .

The store was packed with all kinds of stuff.

Large pieces of furniture were placed against the walls, and in the middle were a number of old bicycles, with the paint on the handlebars and frames worn off.

On the shelves next to it, there are all kinds of watches and many small items that are full of the characteristics of the times.

There are also some jewelry and small antiques, such as snuff bottles, displayed in the glass display case.

There are many old books and paintings piled on the counter, exuding a faint scent of books.

At this time, a young man in his twenties saw Yan Xiaoyao looking at furniture in the hall, and immediately approached him enthusiastically and asked: "Hello, comrade, I am Xiao Wang, the salesman here, what do you want to buy today?"

Looking at Xiao Wang's enthusiastic face, Yan Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel a little confused. Not counting the young woman he met when he bought a bicycle last time, this was the first time he met such an enthusiastic salesperson.

After handing Xiao Wang a cigarette, he asked curiously, "Hello, Comrade Xiao Wang, this is the first time I've seen your salesperson be so enthusiastic. I'm a little uncomfortable with this."

Xiao Wang took the cigarette he handed to him and saw that it was a Zhonghua cigarette. He then looked at Yan Xiaoyao's clothes carefully.

I was even more delighted in my heart. It seemed that the person who came today was a leader, so performance was bound to be great.

So he answered enthusiastically: "Comrade, the salesmen in our commissioned store are all paid commissions. The more things we sell, the higher our salary. Therefore, our service attitude here is relatively better."

"Haha, sorry to have embarrassed you." After saying that, Xiao Wang also laughed a little embarrassedly.

After listening to this, Yan Xiaoyao suddenly understood. No wonder they were so enthusiastic.

Sure enough, no matter what era, as long as the money is paid, the service level will also improve.

Then Yan Xiaoyao smiled and joked with him: "Then your performance today is inevitable. I have a lot of things to buy today, haha..."

"Haha, that's great. Please come in and see what you need. The space here is limited, and there are still many things in the warehouse that have not been displayed. Please take a look at what specifically you need. If it is not available here, I will take you to the warehouse to have a look." Xiao Wang said enthusiastically.

After listening to Xiao Wang's words, Yan Xiaoyao thought to himself: These sales clerks must know which ones are old items, so I don't have to figure it out myself. Besides, I don't know what antiques are.

So I said to him, "I just finished renovating my house and am planning to get all the furniture. I want to get some old stuff back to use. After all, old stuff is made of better materials."

When Xiao Wang heard this, he was surprised. This was a really big order. They wanted to buy a complete set of furniture, and they had to be old items. He could make a lot of commission today.

He introduced it more enthusiastically: "Comrade, this old item is indeed made of good materials, but the price is a bit expensive. How about I take you to the warehouse to have a look? There are many old items there, and you can pick more."

Yan Xiaoyao said casually: "It doesn't matter if it's a little more expensive, then I'll go with you to the warehouse to take a look."

Afterwards, Xiao Wang walked over and said a few words to another salesperson, then took the key and took Yan Xiaoyao to the warehouse.

When he arrived at the warehouse, Yan Xiaoyao was shocked when he saw the warehouse was filled with old items.

My goodness, if these things were kept for a few decades, they would be valuable. It’s a pity that they will be burned when the wind blows.

Under Xiao Wang's guidance, Yan Xiaoyao carefully selected the furniture.

What satisfied him most were the two beds, which were big, sturdy, and made of very good materials.

One is a bunk bed made of rosewood. You can smell a faint fragrance when you get closer.

There is also a Luohan bed, which is also made of rosewood, but the style is different from the canopy bed and it is shorter than the canopy bed.

According to Xiao Wang, these things were all brought out from the palace. They used to be the beds the emperor slept on. The bunk bed was where the emperor slept at night, and the Luohan bed was used for naps.

There are also two large wardrobes, both made of huanghuali wood, which match the two beds perfectly.

Looking at the pile of things he had picked out, Yan Xiaoyao asked with a headache: "Xiao Wang, can you deliver the goods to my door? Otherwise, I can't carry so many things back by myself."

Xiao Wang was happily thinking about how much commission he could earn today, and was also planning on asking his wife to buy some meat tomorrow to celebrate.

Hearing Yan Xiaoyao's words, he said with a smile on his face: "Don't worry about this. Just leave me your address later. We have special people here to deliver these large items. When the time comes, we will definitely deliver them to your home without missing a single item."

Yan Xiaoyao was also very happy to hear Xiao Wang say this, and said with a smile: "That's good, then let's go to the store to settle the bill."

After paying the bill at the entrusted store, Yan Xiaoyao told Xiao Wang the address of the courtyard house.

After leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, Yan Xiaoyao originally planned to go home and wait.

But then he thought, the roast duck in the space had been eaten up, so he turned around and went to Wangfujing to buy some roast duck and steamed buns.

After buying it, I did the same as usual and found an empty alley. I only left one roast duck hanging on the bicycle and put the rest in the space.

Thinking back to when Xiao Wang said that there were a lot of things when we came out of the commission store just now, it would probably take a while for the delivery to be delivered to your home.

Yan Xiaoyao rode his bike slowly, enjoying the scenery full of the characteristics of the times along the way.

I had just returned to the courtyard, got out of the car, and was about to lift the car in from outside the threshold.

As soon as Yan Bugui saw Yan Xiaoyao coming back, he immediately rushed over to help enthusiastically.

But his eyes were fixed on the roast duck hanging on the car. He couldn't help swallowing and said, "Oh, Xiaoyao, you are living a really wonderful life! Judging from the smell, I think you bought the roast duck from Wangfujing again?" His face was full of envy.

Then, he said more enthusiastically: "I think it's troublesome for you to cook by yourself, otherwise, let's have a meal at the third uncle's house tonight. I still have half a bottle of Lianhua Bai left, let's have a drink together."

Listening to Yan Bugui's words, Yan Xiaoyao was speechless.

He thought to himself: This old guy must be craving for roast duck, he's crazy about it. As for your Lotus White that has been diluted with water for who knows if eight hundred years, you should keep it for yourself and enjoy it slowly. I guess it doesn't have any alcohol taste at all.

Besides, it has been a long time since the Yan family had meat. If I really go to their house for dinner, I don’t know how many slices of this roast duck I can eat.

So Yan Xiaoyao said to Yan Bugui: "Uncle, please don't bother. It's not easy for you to support such a large family. I have a big appetite, so I won't bother your family. I'll go back first."

After saying that, he immediately pushed the cart towards home.

The third uncle stared at Yan Xiaoyao pushing his bicycle to the middle yard, then he slapped his thigh hard and muttered, "Oh, what a pity!"

Then he went back to the door, expecting the next "predestined person" to appear, and whispered, "What a pity! I didn't even have the chance to taste such a good roast duck."