Wang Qiang arrived at the steel rolling mill and found Director Fan Debiao. He was dazzled by his homeroom teacher's appearance. Big head, thick neck.
Good heavens, I can't believe my eyes! The Reservoir Prodigal is still Fan Debiao.
Fan Debiao, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, sat very elegantly in his office.
After taking leave, Wang Qiang left the steel rolling mill and arrived at the bus station. He saw a trust shop across the street with a few quaint tables and chairs outside. Intrigued, Wang Qiang decided to go in and take a look.
In an era of low wages, scarcity of goods, and rationing, trust shops became the first choice for many people with limited funds. Many of these shops facilitated the sale of goods on consignment, requiring no ration coupons, only a local household registration certificate.
Ever since he adopted Hu Shengli as his godson, Wang Qiang had been thinking: why not take advantage of this era to collect more antique items? It's an investment, and they'll be very valuable in the future.
And it's probably easier to find things now, unlike in the future when you can just casually browse a stall and everyone's asking for 80,000. If you have 80,000 now, and buy some older items, who knows, you might be able to exchange them for 800 million later.
After browsing around for a while, I saw a huanghuali (Chinese rosewood) folding chair.
The huanghuali folding chair is a classic piece of Ming and Qing dynasty furniture, typically made of huanghuali wood and featuring a folding stool design. It possesses high artistic and collectible value.
The chair back and armrests are exquisitely decorated with superb carvings, reflecting the high level of craftsmanship in Ming Dynasty furniture.
Seeing that Wang Qiang was very interested in the chair, the salesperson immediately came over to introduce it to him.
"This armchair is made of rosewood. The armrests and tabletop are beautifully decorated with clear and attractive grain, giving it a natural wood feel. It's also inexpensive, only 12 yuan."
Wang Qiang now possesses X-ray vision; he can tell at a glance whether it's genuine huanghuali wood or not, and he knows the other party isn't lying. He also sees an identical one next to it.
"Can you make this pair cheaper?"
The sales clerk looked at Wang Qiang and said, "These are consigned items. The seller said they're 12 yuan each, but if someone wants a pair, I can give you a discount of one or two yuan. You don't seem like someone who's short of money, so why would you care about one or two yuan?"
"And to be honest, this is from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. Look at the shape of this armchair; it's different from ordinary folding chairs. And the pattern is a pierced carving of a qilin riding on a Taihu stone."
Wang Qiang nodded. "Okay, I'll take both of them. I'll look around some more and pay the bill later."
Wang Qiang bought another large huanghuali wood screen. The screen was exquisitely carved with extremely beautiful patterns. The price was reasonable, 15 yuan.
After I paid, the salesperson asked if I wanted it delivered to my door.
Wang Qiang thought for a moment. He had originally planned to ask for leave to visit Qin Jingru, but with such a large group of people, they would probably miss the train.
The sales clerk assumed Wang Qiang didn't want to spend money, so she continued her sales pitch. "You can just send over another dollar. Your household registration book is over in Luogu Lane. If you think that's too expensive, we'll send it for 80 cents."
Wang Qiang wanted to find Qin Jingru without waiting for a day or two, so he bought the items first and paid 80 cents.
Those two armchairs were fine; one person could move them. But it took four employees from the screen shop to lift them onto the cart.
Wang Qiang led the way on his bicycle, followed by a man on a handcart and three deliverymen.
Everyone in the courtyard had gone to work by then.
Wang Qiang told them to move their things to his room.
Then send the member away.
After closing the door, Wang Qiang put the items into his spatial storage. These things couldn't be left outside.
After finishing all these things, I checked the time and realized I had missed the early bus.
Wang Qiang realized that he hadn't gone to see Li Weidong since he came back. The six women had also been arranged to stay at Li Weidong's house temporarily, although they had left him 100 yuan at the time.
Thinking about how much time has passed, I'm afraid it's not enough.
So Wang Qiang first rode his bicycle to Li Weidong's house.
Li Weidong was still diligently carrying out the tasks assigned to him and was not at home, but his sister, Taohua, was at home at the time.
When these six women were brought over, I told him to keep a close eye on them and make sure nothing happened. If anyone asked, I told him they were relatives from the countryside.
For this matter, Li Weidong specifically asked his younger sister to take leave from work and stay home to look after these six women.
These six women were quite honest. This place was much better than their rural hometown, with plenty of food and drink, so they listened to the Li siblings.
When Wang Qiang entered, Li Taohua was directing several women to prepare lunch.
"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. I just walked in and it was time to eat."
When Li Taohua saw it was Wang Qiang, she was extremely excited and, disregarding the presence of the six women, ran over and hugged him tightly.
"Brother Wang, I've missed you so much! Why haven't you come for so long?"
Wang Qiang smiled and told Li Taohua to get off him, then looked at the six women in front of him.
"Peach Blossom, go pour me a glass of water."
After dismissing Wang Qiang, who was in the peach blossom garden, he faced the six women.
Are you settling in well here?
All six people nodded, saying that this place was like heaven.
Wang Qiang nodded. Although they said they were used to living here, Wang Qiang knew they couldn't stay here forever, otherwise something would definitely go wrong.
Furthermore, they don't have household registration, which would be even more troublesome if they were investigated.
"Now that Bai Daming is dead, do you want to go home?"
The six women shook their heads after hearing this, indicating that they did not want to return to the home that had sent them away.
"Brother Wang, we know you're a good person. Please don't send us back. We won't survive if we go back home."
It was said by one of the pretty women.
Another woman with a round face and a slightly plump figure said, "Yes, we don't want to go back to Brother Wang's house anymore."
Others echoed this sentiment.
"Brother Wang, we want to be with you. We'd be willing to do anything, even serve you tea and water."
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang told them to stay there temporarily and that he would pick them up later. However, he advised them to avoid going out and having contact with outsiders as much as possible.
"Brother Wang, we'll listen to you."
Wang Qiang sat there for a while, chatted with them, drank a glass of water, then asked Li Taohua to keep an eye on them before riding his bike to find Li Weidong.
At this time, Li Weidong was still carrying out his mission in front of the Jia family's building. Fortunately, nothing happened.
Li Weidong was very happy to see Wang Qiang arrive and took the initiative to greet him.
"Brother Wang."
How's it here?
Li Weidong was very easygoing. "Nothing's wrong, Brother Wang, don't worry."
Wang Qiang glanced around the building and found nothing unusual, then said to Li Weidong.
"You don't need to look at this anymore. I'll introduce you to a new job."
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