Lu Qingyang transmigrates into a ’70s-era novel as a pitiful cannon-fodder simp.
His cousin steals his job.
His family sends him to the poorest area to chop wood as a part of the rural ...
Kong Laoliu was a little embarrassed. He didn't give Lu Qingyang enough experience and was scolded by the girl in front of him.
"Sister, if you say that, at least give me some face."
Kong Xiaomei sat directly on the chair and crossed her legs: "You made me come all the way here just to see this kind of stuff? Do you think I will give you face?"
Lu Qingyang actually showed some interest. It seemed that this Kong Xiaomei knew something about antiques.
And he happened to have a few antiques in his hands, so he wasn't very sure.
Although the other party was Kong Laoliu's sister, he did not dare to be too high-profile.
Kong Laoliu took out another jade pendant from his bag and said, "Of course it's not that simple. Can you help me take a look at this?"
Sister Kong took the jade and looked at it carefully under the sunlight.
"I'm not talking about you. Don't waste your energy. This piece is barely an average piece of material."
Lu Qingyang touched his bag. Last time, Zidane brought him a ring. He couldn't tell its quality, so he could let this sister Kong take a look.
She looked a few years older than herself, with the mature charm of an older woman.
Lu Qingyang politely called out, "Sister, I have a jade ring passed down from my ancestors. I always carry it with me. Can you help me take a look?"
Kong Xiaomei's attitude towards Lu Qingyang changed again.
"When a handsome guy asks me for help, I never refuse. Come on, let me take a closer look."
After saying that, Lu Qingyang carefully handed the warm jade ring to Kong Xiaomei, only to see Kong Xiaomei's expression change subtly.
"It's emerald green and transparent, and it's warm and moist with a hint of freshness. It's as delicate as cream, and feels soft and gentle to the touch. This is a top-quality piece of good stuff, and it's very old. I didn't expect this guy to be not only handsome, but also have good stuff in his hands. Name a price, and I'll help you get this jade ring."
Lu Qingyang refused. Since Kong Laoliu was doing shady business, he was afraid that Kong Xiaomei was also doing this kind of business.
People in this era don’t know how to protect antiques. Some antiques were destroyed, while others were handed over.
Most of the funds that were handed over were operated by professionals and ended up overseas.
If precious antiques were lost overseas because of him, it would be better for them to be kept by themselves.
"This is something passed down from my ancestors. I can't bear to sell it, so I'd better keep it and pass it on to my descendants."
"Oh, you are quite far-sighted, you better hide well then."
Kong Laoliu slapped his sister's hand away and said, "Alright, stop touching me."
Then he said to Lu Qingyang with a smile on his face: "Whenever you want to sell it, just tell me and I promise to let my sister sell it to you at a good price!"
"good."
"If you encounter something you don't understand in the future, come here to find my brother and ask him to contact me. I'll give you face." Kong Xiaomei said with a smile.
She really likes this kind of distant man.
When ordinary men saw her, they would come over to her, but he kept his distance on purpose.
Moreover, from the conversation, she could also feel that this young man was no ordinary person and was very much to her liking.
Lu Qingyang was about to leave when Kong Laoliu stopped him and said, "Last time you asked me to help you get a bicycle ticket, and I've already got it."
Lu Qingyang grinned and said, "That's great. I'll keep this one and go get a new one."
"I figured you might be getting married soon, so I got you a plane ticket for sewing."
Lu Qingyang was really grateful to Kong Laoliu for this: "Thank you for your help, Sixth Brother!"
"Now that you call me brother, I'm charging you for it. It's not free. Two hundred, one cent less is enough."
Bicycle tickets and sewing machine tickets are difficult to get, but they are fashionable things for people with stable jobs in the city.
But Lu Qingyang wanted to hold his wedding in a decent manner and let Shen Mo marry him in a grand manner.
Kong Laoliu's price was definitely too low, but he didn't make less money from himself.
"Of course, here you go."
As soon as Lu Qingyang left, Kong Laoliu pulled the sister who was looking at the god back.
"Your eyes are almost glued to my family."
"He's so handsome. Sixth brother, you made your fortune by relying on him, right? You could get more than that price for those tickets if you bought them back."
"This is my living god of wealth, so we have to coax him. I want to help him, but I can't just pretend. Brother Lu knows who treats him well."
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Lu Qingyang left Kong Laoliu's old bicycle and went to the supply and marketing cooperative.
As there were few bicycle styles, all in black and white, there wasn't much to choose from, so Lu Qingyang picked the one that he liked the most.
After trying it, I found that the new bike is indeed light and fast to ride.
It didn't take much effort for him to get a brand new bicycle.
Then I went to look at sewing machines. There were not many sewing machines for sale here, and there was only one in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Who would have thought that there were actually two people who wanted to buy it, in addition to Lu Qingyang, there was another young girl.
"Look at your outfit, can you afford a sewing machine? You'd better give it to me and don't embarrass yourself."
Lu Qingyang could have given it to her originally, but after hearing these words, he had to buy it.
"Salesman, I have tickets here, just give me one!"
The girl said bossily: "Hey, what's wrong with you? I asked for your opinion, why are you like this? I also have a ticket here, leave this sewing machine to me!"
The girl opened her bag and found that even her wallet was missing, let alone the ticket, not even a hair was left.
Lu Qingyang knew that she had most likely encountered a thief, but catching thieves was not his responsibility, and he was not meddling in other people's business.
The salesperson even asked him to fill in an address. "Young man, where can you send the sewing machine? We can only deliver to this town, not to the countryside."
It didn't matter to Lu Qingyang where he was sent, as he had the space.
But he still filled in Kong Laoliu's address first: "Send it here first."
The girl watched the transaction being completed and just stood there in panic, staring blankly.
"I brought it with me when I went out, how come it's gone?"
The salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative also advised: "Comrade, your wallet has been stolen. I suggest you go to the police station first and don't waste time here."
The girl wanted to catch up with Lu Qingyang, but he had already gone far away.
She stamped her feet anxiously: "I'm so angry!"
Lu Qingyang walked around the supply and marketing cooperative for a few more rounds, bought some food and seasonings, and went to Kong Laoliu's place, where a sewing machine had just been delivered.
"Brother Lu, do you want me to find a way to help you send the team up?"
Lu Qingyang declined, "Just send me off on the way, and someone will pick me up when the time comes!"
In fact, he was going to put the sewing machine into the space and take it back. In order to hide it from others, he had to find a reliable person.
"That's no problem!"
By the time Lu Qingyang returned to Liuxi Brigade, the sun had already set.
But I saw Chen Mo with an anxious look on her face, talking to the villagers about something.
Lu Qingyang got off the bicycle and asked, "What's wrong? What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"