Old man Zhao blocked the door of the wing room behind him with a sour face and said in a vicious voice: "Hurry up and choose, and leave quickly after you choose."
Lin Yian raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and directly opened the three wooden boxes and looked at them one by one.
An inkstone, a paperweight and a hard brush.
"Mr. Zhao, why don't you dig out a piece of ink for me to add to the pile?"
Old man Zhao snorted coldly: "Do you understand Mo?"
Lin Yian shook his head honestly.
She hadn't learned that yet, but she could see that these were real treasures.
Perhaps it was the effect of being bound to the space and the spiritual spring, she could vaguely feel the aura of these antiques?
But this was not enough for Lin Yian.
Lin Yian didn't want to become the object of suspicion, so she had to be able to explain theoretically why this was an antique.
The box that had just been opened was closed again. Lin Yian dusted himself off and stood up: "Just name your price."
This boy is so arrogant.
Old man Zhao didn't hesitate and quoted the price directly: "Twenty catties of cornmeal, one foot of white fine cloth, one catty of coarse salt, and one catty of bacon."
Lin Yian touched his chin. The white fine cloth must be for the child.
Considering the age, it’s about the same.
"Yes. I will give you another five pounds of flour and one foot of cotton cloth. I want to use them to discuss something with you."
At his age, Mr. Zhao no longer believes in any good intentions without reasons. This kind of transaction in which both money and goods are cleared is more appropriate.
"explain."
"From now on, I will take care of everything you provide. In addition, I would like to use this place as a warehouse. After all..."
Lin Yian took off the fake Adam's apple on his neck: "It would be safer for you and your granddaughter to live alone in such a big yard as a gatekeeper, right?"
Ten minutes later, Lin Yian left the yard holding four wooden boxes.
After walking out of the street, Lin Yian quietly put the box into the space and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Fortunately it didn't collapse.
If she hadn't seen through the little girl's disguise, she really wouldn't have had the confidence to negotiate with such an experienced person.
After finding a secluded alley and changing his clothes, Lin Yian walked towards the street office humming a tune happily.
well.
It was a mistake for her grandmother to give her the nickname Aci.
If she had any compassion, she would not have used the disguise of being someone's granddaughter to half-threaten and half-trick a man in his sixties.
Shunde Sub-district Office, here we are.
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"Comrade Lin, there are still many vacant houses on our street. You might as well consider another one. That old man Zhao has a very strange temper, and the yard is also ruined."
When Sun Xiang thought of the yard full of waste, her heart couldn't help but bleed.
What a nice courtyard, yet it is wasted like that.
Lin Yian acted like a spoiled child and waved her hand nonchalantly, "The yard is big enough for my brother to live in when he comes. There's an old man to help look after it."
"Well, okay. If that's okay, I can also be a witness for you."
What Sun Xiang didn't expect was that this weird old man actually agreed.
While Lin Yian was looking at the yard, Sun Xiang looked at Old Man Zhao who was dozing off with his eyes closed and asked, "So many people wanted to rent it before, why didn't you agree?"
“She offered a high price.”
Sun Xiang said with a smile.
It's true. In the past, those who wanted to rent the yard would try all kinds of ways to lower the price, and some even wanted to get something for nothing. But Comrade Lin is at least willing to give a fair price.
But what Sun Xiang didn't know was that Lin Yi'an had promised Old Man Zhao much more than that.
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