Chapter 910
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If Zhang Feng remembers correctly, this is the first time a sweatshirt man has smiled since he entered the store. The Sweatshirt man and Zhang Feng said, "boss, if it's convenient for you, can you give me cash? My child is sick and is now treating in China. After you give it to me, I'll directly give it to the hospital. I'm in a hurry to use money, otherwise I won't take this thing out and sell it. I really have no way."
As soon as Zhang Feng heard the Sweatshirt man say such words, he probably understood that an honest farmer dug up bronze ware from the Warring States period in his yard and took one in the name of the village committee. Unexpectedly, there was a second one, which was hidden by the Sweatshirt man himself.
As soon as he thought that there were children waiting for money to save his life at home, he had no choice. He came to Daguan garden in China with bronze ware. Zhang Feng poured him a cup of tea and asked, "what's wrong with your child?"
The Sweatshirt man seemed a little sad, and a few words jumped out of his mouth: "leukemia phase II." then he lowered his head and buried his face in his palm. Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard it. These words seemed strange and distant to him. He is not yet a father, and may not fully understand the feelings of a sweatshirt man.
But he knew that if his relatives were ill, he would be desperate to save them, and he was willing to pay any price. Zhang Feng patted the Sweatshirt man on the shoulder, "come here for a minute." the Sweatshirt man stood up. He thought Zhang Feng wanted to give him money.
Zhang Feng took him to the bronze ware and said to him, "you are very lucky. This is a man Gong bronze pot in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period. The appearance is very good, the cover is there, and the head of the shop is not incomplete or damaged. Fortunately, you don't have a dead hand when you wave your hoe, otherwise even if you knock it, it will be greatly reduced."
The T-shirt man was embarrassed and said softly, "I dug and found something, and then planed it out by hand slowly. I'm afraid I'll break him."
Zhang Feng nodded and continued to say to him, "you are the best thing. Bronzes are no longer renewable, but also very precious and cherished. Your price is not high at all. I can responsibly tell you that this thing is more than the forty or fifteen thousand you said. I accept your pot and I give you three million."
Hearing Zhang Feng saying this, the Sweatshirt man couldn't believe his ears. He was stunned. He didn't know whether he was frightened or something. He kept staring at Zhang Feng without talking. Zhang Feng carefully received the bronze pot behind him, turned back and found that the Sweatshirt man was still standing there in a daze.
Zhang Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Are you all right?" the Sweatshirt man seemed to suddenly return to his senses, grabbed Zhang Feng's hands and asked, "boss, did I hear right, did I dream? Pinch me and slap me. I'm not dreaming now."
Zhang Feng shook his head reluctantly, "you didn't dream, I don't have to pinch you, but you hurt me." the Sweatshirt man listened, quickly released his hand, grabbed Zhang Feng and bent over to Zhang Feng, "boss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, boss, thank you. You're really the life-saving benefactor of my whole family."
Zhang Feng quickly helped him up. "You deserve it. I didn't give it to you for nothing. I'm not a life-saving benefactor. Get up quickly. I'll give you a three million bank card so that you can withdraw money at any time in China and pay medical bills. What do you think?"
The Sweatshirt man nodded his head and said to Zhang Feng, "boss, thank you. You're a good man. You didn't cheat me or bully me. I don't understand these. I'll remember your kindness all my life."
Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed when he heard him say this. He quickly said, "as I said, the children and old people in my shop are honest and the price is fair. I'll give you my phone number. If you need any help in China in the future, you can come to me at any time, or if you have any interesting things, you can bring them directly. Call me when I'm not here. I'm not often in the store."
Then Zhang Feng took the pen and paper, wrote down his telephone number and handed it to the Sweatshirt man. The Sweatshirt man took the paper with Zhang Feng's telephone number, looked carefully, folded it carefully, and put the paper into the zipper pocket on the inside of the schoolbag.
"You sit here for a while. I'll send someone to get the money ready for you. It'll be ready soon." Zhang Feng said to the Sweatshirt man. Zhang Feng took out the phone and called Su Ming, "Manager Su Da, where have you been? I've been in the store for a long time and haven't seen your shadow. Now go to the bank and prepare a three million bank card for me. Set the password to the simplest one and send it to the store."
When the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng's phone call, he seemed to calm down. Zhang Feng sat and chatted with him, thinking how he was so lucky that he could dig bronzes in his backyard. Sometimes this man is life.
"Has anyone else dug up such things in your village?" Zhang Feng asked. If so, he really didn't mind going to their village. I believe the harvest must be great.
The Sweatshirt man shook his head. "I haven't heard of it in recent years. There were some before. Some seemed to be cups and plates that people drank in ancient times. Some even dug copper money. Where did the people in the village committee hand in the slightly better ones."
As soon as Zhang Feng listened, he snorted in his heart that the people of the village committee didn't seem to be a good thing, but the Sweatshirt man seemed to be very convinced of the people of the village committee. "Did the people of your village committee take all your things away for nothing? They gave them all to the state?" Zhang Feng thought to himself that these simple and kind-hearted farmers didn't know how much they had been cheated.
The Sweatshirt man said, "the people of the village committee are very good. They know that something has happened to my family, they gave me thousands of dollars and asked other families in the village to donate money to our family. I am very grateful to them." Zhang Feng heard that people in this village may have been deeply poisoned by the village committee, and he no longer defended him. This is a good result for him. Sometimes the truth is more hurtful.
After a while, Su Ming hurried back and handed the card to Zhang Feng. "I said, big boss, what brings you here today. Can you not take such a bossy person and order me to find the box for you in the middle of the night, so that I can ask the world about it, and let me send a bank card. My life is worthless."
Seeing Su Ming sweating and getting up, Zhang Feng quickly asked him to sit down and have a cup of tea. Su Ming's face became worse as soon as he drank it. "You still drink my 3000 yuan a kilogram of tea. Why are you so kind? Please give me the tea money before you go."
Zhang Feng glared at him, ignored him and handed the bank card to the Sweatshirt man, "come on, take it. Later, I'll accompany you to the ATM machine in front to check the balance. We'll clear the money and goods. After checking the balance, we can't go back or negotiate again."
The Sweatshirt man took the bank card with trembling hands and nodded. Zhang Feng said to Su Ming, "look at the store, the waiter is out, I'll take him out." then he went out with the Sweatshirt man.
There were several good people outside the door. Seeing Zhang Feng pulling down the curtain, I was curious to know what the man sold to Zhang Feng. I had been wandering at the door. At this moment, I suddenly saw Zhang Feng personally send the man out. It was even more twitter. A group of people were discussing there.
Zhang Feng took the Sweatshirt man to check the balance at the self-service inquiry machine in the Grand View Garden. After the Sweatshirt inserted the card, Zhang Feng told him the password. When checking the balance, the Sweatshirt man repeatedly counted the zeros behind the number several times before giving up. After everything was done, Zhang Feng sent him out of the door and told him where to take the bus. Knowing that the Sweatshirt man was far away, Zhang Feng turned back and returned to the store.
Seeing Su Ming sitting there like a resentful woman, Zhang Feng hurried over and said, "I just drank your tea. Look at you. Stingy, I'll bring you some good ones later." Su Ming couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard Zhang Feng's words, "You can pull it down, Uncle Zhang. I can't hear you. Look back, which end is it? I'm afraid it's the farthest end."
When Zhang Feng heard Su Ming say this, he didn't explain anything. He muttered, "I asked him to call Miss Xiaoye. He hasn't come back after so long. I don't know where the wild is. Come back and talk about him."
Su Ming quickly excused his men, "that can't depend on him. Miss Xiaoye is still when she works. Don't say you call her. Her mother doesn't move. She may be working. The waiter must be waiting there. He doesn't dare to go back without your order. If you don't believe it, go and have a look." Su Ming said obliquely, and he was sure Zhang Feng wouldn't go.
Sure enough, Zhang Feng sat calmly, drank tea and said, "I'm not going. Just let him wait there. I'll come back when I call someone. I'll wait and have a chat with you."
With that, Zhang Feng ran to the back room and took out the bronze pot. "Look at the good things. I just took them." Su Ming remembered that Zhang Feng had just asked him to send a bank card. He must have taken the things. He was so angry that he forgot about it just now.
Su Ming looked at it carefully. After a long time, he said to Zhang Feng, "the man Gong bronze pot in the Warring States period has gluttonous patterns and gluttonous head, with cover and cow force!"
Zhang Feng was overjoyed and said happily, "what's up, isn't it good? Guess how much he offered." Su Ming didn't think about it and replied, "three million." didn't he think he was stupid? He sent the bank card just now. You need to ask and guess?
While appreciating the bronze, Zhang Feng said, "half a million, but I don't know my conscience. I gave him three million. I can earn it, and he won't lose it. It's moderate." Su Ming couldn't help admiring Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng has this mind, that is, Zhang Feng. Who else can do it.
There is a gap of more than two million yuan. Some people can't earn money in their life, but Zhang Feng can not be ignorant of the black money. Su Ming admired Zhang Feng for this. But when Zhang Feng didn't say this, he knew something in his heart, and the taste changed.
Su Ming smiled and said, "it's like your Zhang Feng's style." Zhang Feng smiled, "but he's also very miserable. The child's leukemia at home seems to be difficult to cure. We don't say what we can do to help people, nor will we drag people back. Are you right?"
Then he received the bronze pot in the back room, came out and said to Su Ming, "don't hang it out first. Later, I'll put it in the museum for him for some time, and then find a better place to cash it out." Zhang Feng's business mind in this regard is still unmatched.
After listening to Zhang Feng's arrangement, Su Ming couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart. This idea is really amazing. The price of several in and out has doubled several times,
While chatting about some gossip on the street, they waited for the waiter to come back. There were not many people in the market in the afternoon. Some shops had even closed early, and their business had no off-season and peak season. Many shopkeepers started to look at their mood, but there were still twos and threes of tourists on the street to stroll and take photos.
Guarding the shop in the Grand View Garden is leisure. After opening the shop every day, I just sit waiting for customers, or collect things, or sell things, but I won't be very busy. After all, it's nothing else and won't be as cumbersome as other shops, but this leisure needs persistence and patience to keep loneliness.
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If Zhang Feng remembers correctly, this is the first time a sweatshirt man has smiled since he entered the store. The Sweatshirt man and Zhang Feng said, "boss, if it's convenient for you, can you give me cash? My child is sick and is now treating in China. After you give it to me, I'll directly give it to the hospital. I'm in a hurry to use money, otherwise I won't take this thing out and sell it. I really have no way."
As soon as Zhang Feng heard the Sweatshirt man say such words, he probably understood that an honest farmer dug up bronze ware from the Warring States period in his yard and took one in the name of the village committee. Unexpectedly, there was a second one, which was hidden by the Sweatshirt man himself.
As soon as he thought that there were children waiting for money to save his life at home, he had no choice. He came to Daguan garden in China with bronze ware. Zhang Feng poured him a cup of tea and asked, "what's wrong with your child?"
The Sweatshirt man seemed a little sad, and a few words jumped out of his mouth: "leukemia phase II." then he lowered his head and buried his face in his palm. Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard it. These words seemed strange and distant to him. He is not yet a father, and may not fully understand the feelings of a sweatshirt man.
But he knew that if his relatives were ill, he would be desperate to save them, and he was willing to pay any price. Zhang Feng patted the Sweatshirt man on the shoulder, "come here for a minute." the Sweatshirt man stood up. He thought Zhang Feng wanted to give him money.
Zhang Feng took him to the bronze ware and said to him, "you are very lucky. This is a man Gong bronze pot in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period. The appearance is very good, the cover is there, and the head of the shop is not incomplete or damaged. Fortunately, you don't have a dead hand when you wave your hoe, otherwise even if you knock it, it will be greatly reduced."
The T-shirt man was embarrassed and said softly, "I dug and found something, and then planed it out by hand slowly. I'm afraid I'll break him."
Zhang Feng nodded and continued to say to him, "you are the best thing. Bronzes are no longer renewable, but also very precious and cherished. Your price is not high at all. I can responsibly tell you that this thing is more than the forty or fifteen thousand you said. I accept your pot and I give you three million."
Hearing Zhang Feng saying this, the Sweatshirt man couldn't believe his ears. He was stunned. He didn't know whether he was frightened or something. He kept staring at Zhang Feng without talking. Zhang Feng carefully received the bronze pot behind him, turned back and found that the Sweatshirt man was still standing there in a daze.
Zhang Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Are you all right?" the Sweatshirt man seemed to suddenly return to his senses, grabbed Zhang Feng's hands and asked, "boss, did I hear right, did I dream? Pinch me and slap me. I'm not dreaming now."
Zhang Feng shook his head reluctantly, "you didn't dream, I don't have to pinch you, but you hurt me." the Sweatshirt man listened, quickly released his hand, grabbed Zhang Feng and bent over to Zhang Feng, "boss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, boss, thank you. You're really the life-saving benefactor of my whole family."
Zhang Feng quickly helped him up. "You deserve it. I didn't give it to you for nothing. I'm not a life-saving benefactor. Get up quickly. I'll give you a three million bank card so that you can withdraw money at any time in China and pay medical bills. What do you think?"
The Sweatshirt man nodded his head and said to Zhang Feng, "boss, thank you. You're a good man. You didn't cheat me or bully me. I don't understand these. I'll remember your kindness all my life."
Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed when he heard him say this. He quickly said, "as I said, the children and old people in my shop are honest and the price is fair. I'll give you my phone number. If you need any help in China in the future, you can come to me at any time, or if you have any interesting things, you can bring them directly. Call me when I'm not here. I'm not often in the store."
Then Zhang Feng took the pen and paper, wrote down his telephone number and handed it to the Sweatshirt man. The Sweatshirt man took the paper with Zhang Feng's telephone number, looked carefully, folded it carefully, and put the paper into the zipper pocket on the inside of the schoolbag.
"You sit here for a while. I'll send someone to get the money ready for you. It'll be ready soon." Zhang Feng said to the Sweatshirt man. Zhang Feng took out the phone and called Su Ming, "Manager Su Da, where have you been? I've been in the store for a long time and haven't seen your shadow. Now go to the bank and prepare a three million bank card for me. Set the password to the simplest one and send it to the store."
When the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng's phone call, he seemed to calm down. Zhang Feng sat and chatted with him, thinking how he was so lucky that he could dig bronzes in his backyard. Sometimes this man is life.
"Has anyone else dug up such things in your village?" Zhang Feng asked. If so, he really didn't mind going to their village. I believe the harvest must be great.
The Sweatshirt man shook his head. "I haven't heard of it in recent years. There were some before. Some seemed to be cups and plates that people drank in ancient times. Some even dug copper money. Where did the people in the village committee hand in the slightly better ones."
As soon as Zhang Feng listened, he snorted in his heart that the people of the village committee didn't seem to be a good thing, but the Sweatshirt man seemed to be very convinced of the people of the village committee. "Did the people of your village committee take all your things away for nothing? They gave them all to the state?" Zhang Feng thought to himself that these simple and kind-hearted farmers didn't know how much they had been cheated.
The Sweatshirt man said, "the people of the village committee are very good. They know that something has happened to my family, they gave me thousands of dollars and asked other families in the village to donate money to our family. I am very grateful to them." Zhang Feng heard that people in this village may have been deeply poisoned by the village committee, and he no longer defended him. This is a good result for him. Sometimes the truth is more hurtful.
After a while, Su Ming hurried back and handed the card to Zhang Feng. "I said, big boss, what brings you here today. Can you not take such a bossy person and order me to find the box for you in the middle of the night, so that I can ask the world about it, and let me send a bank card. My life is worthless."
Seeing Su Ming sweating and getting up, Zhang Feng quickly asked him to sit down and have a cup of tea. Su Ming's face became worse as soon as he drank it. "You still drink my 3000 yuan a kilogram of tea. Why are you so kind? Please give me the tea money before you go."
Zhang Feng glared at him, ignored him and handed the bank card to the Sweatshirt man, "come on, take it. Later, I'll accompany you to the ATM machine in front to check the balance. We'll clear the money and goods. After checking the balance, we can't go back or negotiate again."
The Sweatshirt man took the bank card with trembling hands and nodded. Zhang Feng said to Su Ming, "look at the store, the waiter is out, I'll take him out." then he went out with the Sweatshirt man.
There were several good people outside the door. Seeing Zhang Feng pulling down the curtain, I was curious to know what the man sold to Zhang Feng. I had been wandering at the door. At this moment, I suddenly saw Zhang Feng personally send the man out. It was even more twitter. A group of people were discussing there.
Zhang Feng took the Sweatshirt man to check the balance at the self-service inquiry machine in the Grand View Garden. After the Sweatshirt inserted the card, Zhang Feng told him the password. When checking the balance, the Sweatshirt man repeatedly counted the zeros behind the number several times before giving up. After everything was done, Zhang Feng sent him out of the door and told him where to take the bus. Knowing that the Sweatshirt man was far away, Zhang Feng turned back and returned to the store.
Seeing Su Ming sitting there like a resentful woman, Zhang Feng hurried over and said, "I just drank your tea. Look at you. Stingy, I'll bring you some good ones later." Su Ming couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard Zhang Feng's words, "You can pull it down, Uncle Zhang. I can't hear you. Look back, which end is it? I'm afraid it's the farthest end."
When Zhang Feng heard Su Ming say this, he didn't explain anything. He muttered, "I asked him to call Miss Xiaoye. He hasn't come back after so long. I don't know where the wild is. Come back and talk about him."
Su Ming quickly excused his men, "that can't depend on him. Miss Xiaoye is still when she works. Don't say you call her. Her mother doesn't move. She may be working. The waiter must be waiting there. He doesn't dare to go back without your order. If you don't believe it, go and have a look." Su Ming said obliquely, and he was sure Zhang Feng wouldn't go.
Sure enough, Zhang Feng sat calmly, drank tea and said, "I'm not going. Just let him wait there. I'll come back when I call someone. I'll wait and have a chat with you."
With that, Zhang Feng ran to the back room and took out the bronze pot. "Look at the good things. I just took them." Su Ming remembered that Zhang Feng had just asked him to send a bank card. He must have taken the things. He was so angry that he forgot about it just now.
Su Ming looked at it carefully. After a long time, he said to Zhang Feng, "the man Gong bronze pot in the Warring States period has gluttonous patterns and gluttonous head, with cover and cow force!"
Zhang Feng was overjoyed and said happily, "what's up, isn't it good? Guess how much he offered." Su Ming didn't think about it and replied, "three million." didn't he think he was stupid? He sent the bank card just now. You need to ask and guess?
While appreciating the bronze, Zhang Feng said, "half a million, but I don't know my conscience. I gave him three million. I can earn it, and he won't lose it. It's moderate." Su Ming couldn't help admiring Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng has this mind, that is, Zhang Feng. Who else can do it.
There is a gap of more than two million yuan. Some people can't earn money in their life, but Zhang Feng can not be ignorant of the black money. Su Ming admired Zhang Feng for this. But when Zhang Feng didn't say this, he knew something in his heart, and the taste changed.
Su Ming smiled and said, "it's like your Zhang Feng's style." Zhang Feng smiled, "but he's also very miserable. The child's leukemia at home seems to be difficult to cure. We don't say what we can do to help people, nor will we drag people back. Are you right?"
Then he received the bronze pot in the back room, came out and said to Su Ming, "don't hang it out first. Later, I'll put it in the museum for him for some time, and then find a better place to cash it out." Zhang Feng's business mind in this regard is still unmatched.
After listening to Zhang Feng's arrangement, Su Ming couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart. This idea is really amazing. The price of several in and out has doubled several times,
While chatting about some gossip on the street, they waited for the waiter to come back. There were not many people in the market in the afternoon. Some shops had even closed early, and their business had no off-season and peak season. Many shopkeepers started to look at their mood, but there were still twos and threes of tourists on the street to stroll and take photos.
Guarding the shop in the Grand View Garden is leisure. After opening the shop every day, I just sit waiting for customers, or collect things, or sell things, but I won't be very busy. After all, it's nothing else and won't be as cumbersome as other shops, but this leisure needs persistence and patience to keep loneliness.
If Zhang Feng remembers correctly, this is the first time a sweatshirt man has smiled since he entered the store. The Sweatshirt man and Zhang Feng said, "boss, if it's convenient for you, can you give me cash? My child is sick and is now treating in China. After you give it to me, I'll directly give it to the hospital. I'm in a hurry to use money, otherwise I won't take this thing out and sell it. I really have no way."As soon as Zhang Feng heard the Sweatshirt man say such words, he probably understood that an honest farmer dug up bronze ware from the Warring States period in his yard and took one in the name of the village committee. Unexpectedly, there was a second one, which was hidden by the Sweatshirt man himself.As soon as he thought that there were children waiting for money to save his life at home, he had no choice. He came to Daguan garden in China with bronze ware. Zhang Feng poured him a cup of tea and asked, "what's wrong with your child?"The Sweatshirt man seemed a little sad, and a few words jumped out of his mouth: "leukemia phase II." then he lowered his head and buried his face in his palm. Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard it. These words seemed strange and distant to him. He is not yet a father, and may not fully understand the feelings of a sweatshirt man.But he knew that if his relatives were ill, he would be desperate to save them, and he was willing to pay any price. Zhang Feng patted the Sweatshirt man on the shoulder, "come here for a minute." the Sweatshirt man stood up. He thought Zhang Feng wanted to give him money.Zhang Feng took him to the bronze ware and said to him, "you are very lucky. This is a man Gong bronze pot in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period. The appearance is very good, the cover is there, and the head of the shop is not incomplete or damaged. Fortunately, you don't have a dead hand when you wave your hoe, otherwise even if you knock it, it will be greatly reduced."The T-shirt man was embarrassed and said softly, "I dug and found something, and then planed it out by hand slowly. I'm afraid I'll break him."Zhang Feng nodded and continued to say to him, "you are the best thing. Bronzes are no longer renewable, but also very precious and cherished. Your price is not high at all. I can responsibly tell you that this thing is more than the forty or fifteen thousand you said. I accept your pot and I give you three million."Hearing Zhang Feng saying this, the Sweatshirt man couldn't believe his ears. He was stunned. He didn't know whether he was frightened or something. He kept staring at Zhang Feng without talking. Zhang Feng carefully received the bronze pot behind him, turned back and found that the Sweatshirt man was still standing there in a daze.Zhang Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Are you all right?" the Sweatshirt man seemed to suddenly return to his senses, grabbed Zhang Feng's hands and asked, "boss, did I hear right, did I dream? Pinch me and slap me. I'm not dreaming now."Zhang Feng shook his head reluctantly, "you didn't dream, I don't have to pinch you, but you hurt me." the Sweatshirt man listened, quickly released his hand, grabbed Zhang Feng and bent over to Zhang Feng, "boss, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, boss, thank you. You're really the life-saving benefactor of my whole family."Zhang Feng quickly helped him up. "You deserve it. I didn't give it to you for nothing. I'm not a life-saving benefactor. Get up quickly. I'll give you a three million bank card so that you can withdraw money at any time in China and pay medical bills. What do you think?"The Sweatshirt man nodded his head and said to Zhang Feng, "boss, thank you. You're a good man. You didn't cheat me or bully me. I don't understand these. I'll remember your kindness all my life."Zhang Feng felt a little embarrassed when he heard him say this. He quickly said, "as I said, the children and old people in my shop are honest and the price is fair. I'll give you my phone number. If you need any help in China in the future, you can come to me at any time, or if you have any interesting things, you can bring them directly. Call me when I'm not here. I'm not often in the store."Then Zhang Feng took the pen and paper, wrote down his telephone number and handed it to the Sweatshirt man. The Sweatshirt man took the paper with Zhang Feng's telephone number, looked carefully, folded it carefully, and put the paper into the zipper pocket on the inside of the schoolbag."You sit here for a while. I'll send someone to get the money ready for you. It'll be ready soon." Zhang Feng said to the Sweatshirt man. Zhang Feng took out the phone and called Su Ming, "Manager Su Da, where have you been? I've been in the store for a long time and haven't seen your shadow. Now go to the bank and prepare a three million bank card for me. Set the password to the simplest one and send it to the store."When the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng's phone call, he seemed to calm down. Zhang Feng sat and chatted with him, thinking how he was so lucky that he could dig bronzes in his backyard. Sometimes this man is life."Has anyone else dug up such things in your village?" Zhang Feng asked. If so, he really didn't mind going to their village. I believe the harvest must be great.The Sweatshirt man shook his head. "I haven't heard of it in recent years. There were some before. Some seemed to be cups and plates that people drank in ancient times. Some even dug copper money. Where did the people in the village committee hand in the slightly better ones."As soon as Zhang Feng listened, he snorted in his heart that the people of the village committee didn't seem to be a good thing, but the Sweatshirt man seemed to be very convinced of the people of the village committee. "Did the people of your village committee take all your things away for nothing? They gave them all to the state?" Zhang Feng thought to himself that these simple and kind-hearted farmers didn't know how much they had been cheated.The Sweatshirt man said, "the people of the village committee are very good. They know that something has happened to my family, they gave me thousands of dollars and asked other families in the village to donate money to our family. I am very grateful to them." Zhang Feng heard that people in this village may have been deeply poisoned by the village committee, and he no longer defended him. This is a good result for him. Sometimes the truth is more hurtful.After a while, Su Ming hurried back and handed the card to Zhang Feng. "I said, big boss, what brings you here today. Can you not take such a bossy person and order me to find the box for you in the middle of the night, so that I can ask the world about it, and let me send a bank card. My life is worthless."Seeing Su Ming sweating and getting up, Zhang Feng quickly asked him to sit down and have a cup of tea. Su Ming's face became worse as soon as he drank it. "You still drink my 3000 yuan a kilogram of tea. Why are you so kind? Please give me the tea money before you go."Zhang Feng glared at him, ignored him and handed the bank card to the Sweatshirt man, "come on, take it. Later, I'll accompany you to the ATM machine in front to check the balance. We'll clear the money and goods. After checking the balance, we can't go back or negotiate again."The Sweatshirt man took the bank card with trembling hands and nodded. Zhang Feng said to Su Ming, "look at the store, the waiter is out, I'll take him out." then he went out with the Sweatshirt man.There were several good people outside the door. Seeing Zhang Feng pulling down the curtain, I was curious to know what the man sold to Zhang Feng. I had been wandering at the door. At this moment, I suddenly saw Zhang Feng personally send the man out. It was even more twitter. A group of people were discussing there.Zhang Feng took the Sweatshirt man to check the balance at the self-service inquiry machine in the Grand View Garden. After the Sweatshirt inserted the card, Zhang Feng told him the password. When checking the balance, the Sweatshirt man repeatedly counted the zeros behind the number several times before giving up. After everything was done, Zhang Feng sent him out of the door and told him where to take the bus. Knowing that the Sweatshirt man was far away, Zhang Feng turned back and returned to the store.Seeing Su Ming sitting there like a resentful woman, Zhang Feng hurried over and said, "I just drank your tea. Look at you. Stingy, I'll bring you some good ones later." Su Ming couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard Zhang Feng's words, "You can pull it down, Uncle Zhang. I can't hear you. Look back, which end is it? I'm afraid it's the farthest end."When Zhang Feng heard Su Ming say this, he didn't explain anything. He muttered, "I asked him to call Miss Xiaoye. He hasn't come back after so long. I don't know where the wild is. Come back and talk about him."Su Ming quickly excused his men, "that can't depend on him. Miss Xiaoye is still when she works. Don't say you call her. Her mother doesn't move. She may be working. The waiter must be waiting there. He doesn't dare to go back without your order. If you don't believe it, go and have a look." Su Ming said obliquely, and he was sure Zhang Feng wouldn't go.Sure enough, Zhang Feng sat calmly, drank tea and said, "I'm not going. Just let him wait there. I'll come back when I call someone. I'll wait and have a chat with you."With that, Zhang Feng ran to the back room and took out the bronze pot. "Look at the good things. I just took them." Su Ming remembered that Zhang Feng had just asked him to send a bank card. He must have taken the things. He was so angry that he forgot about it just now.Su Ming looked at it carefully. After a long time, he said to Zhang Feng, "the man Gong bronze pot in the Warring States period has gluttonous patterns and gluttonous head, with cover and cow force!"Zhang Feng was overjoyed and said happily, "what's up, isn't it good? Guess how much he offered." Su Ming didn't think about it and replied, "three million." didn't he think he was stupid? He sent the bank card just now. You need to ask and guess?While appreciating the bronze, Zhang Feng said, "half a million, but I don't know my conscience. I gave him three million. I can earn it, and he won't lose it. It's moderate." Su Ming couldn't help admiring Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng has this mind, that is, Zhang Feng. Who else can do it.There is a gap of more than two million yuan. Some people can't earn money in their life, but Zhang Feng can not be ignorant of the black money. Su Ming admired Zhang Feng for this. But when Zhang Feng didn't say this, he knew something in his heart, and the taste changed.Su Ming smiled and said, "it's like your Zhang Feng's style." Zhang Feng smiled, "but he's also very miserable. The child's leukemia at home seems to be difficult to cure. We don't say what we can do to help people, nor will we drag people back. Are you right?"Then he received the bronze pot in the back room, came out and said to Su Ming, "don't hang it out first. Later, I'll put it in the museum for him for some time, and then find a better place to cash it out." Zhang Feng's business mind in this regard is still unmatched.After listening to Zhang Feng's arrangement, Su Ming couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart. This idea is really amazing. The price of several in and out has doubled several times,While chatting about some gossip on the street, they waited for the waiter to come back. There were not many people in the market in the afternoon. Some shops had even closed early, and their business had no off-season and peak season. Many shopkeepers started to look at their mood, but there were still twos and threes of tourists on the street to stroll and take photos.Guarding the shop in the Grand View Garden is leisure. After opening the shop every day, I just sit waiting for customers, or collect things, or sell things, but I won't be very busy. After all, it's nothing else and won't be as cumbersome as other shops, but this leisure needs persistence and patience to keep loneliness.
