"By the way, let me tell you something. The mechanism of those things buried in our house has been destroyed and they cannot be taken out for the time being." The third brother quickly told the truth.
Zhao Xiaochuan waved his hand and said, "It can't be seen in public, and it's better if it can't be taken out. I'm not short of money now, so just leave it there." He trusted the third brother very much. He was living a good life now. He had no intention of touching those things in this life. He would leave them to his descendants.
"I'm telling you, if you need money or anything, just tell me. By the way, I won't give you this earthen basket thing. My mother wants to give something to Young Master Bai, but she can't find anything suitable."
"I didn't buy it with my own money, why are you giving me that? I'm not that arrogant. By the way, those jeans are selling very well and are almost out of stock. I make 30 yuan on a pair of pants. After I sell out this batch of goods, I will be a millionaire," Zhao Xiaochuan boasted.
"You are so shameless, you make thirty for a pair of pants"
"It's mutual. You made a profit from that piece of clothing." Zhao Xiaochuan smiled like a profiteer.
"My costs are also high. Aren't the shop, decoration, labor and so on all capital?" The third brother immediately became unhappy.
"You sold a lot. The gross profit of the two shops today must be more than a thousand yuan. Don't pretend in front of me." Zhao Xiaochuan exposed the third brother's secrets.
The third child said, "My grandfather and I don't have much."
"Bullshit, I only own your store. Don't think I don't know that your second store sells better than the first one."
"I still have to give to Young Master Bai," the third brother said stubbornly.
"Bullshit, Master Bai already said that if the factory investment failed, he would not be red."
The third brother... "You know too much. I can't keep you here anymore."
Two people were riding their bicycles on the road, talking to each other.
However, nowadays, as long as the goods are good, you can really make money by setting up a street stall. Many people in society still look down on street vendors, thinking that the money they make is not presentable, so not many people set up street stalls.
When the two of them got home, it was already dawn. The third brother wrapped the clothes in a basket. Zhao Xiaochuan didn't go home either, and they went to the slum together.
Wu Zhiqiu stood at the entrance of the alley and looked around. The three people had not come back all night, which made him worried.
"Mom, why are you here?"
"You bastard, you went to dig a grave and came back only now." Wu Zhiqiu twisted the third brother's ear.
"Mom, mom, it hurts, be gentler." Zhao Xiaochuan quickly rushed into the alley.
"Where is your Master Guan?" Wu Zhiqiu didn't see old man Guan.
"How can the old dead head be lost? Whose family is missing a father? Mom, let's go home quickly." The third brother patted the back seat of the car.
Wu Zhiqiu knew the seriousness of the situation, and the mother and son hurried home. The third son pushed the bicycle into the main room, closed the door, and gulped down a teacup of water. Zhao Xiaochuan slumped in a chair.
Li Mancang came out leaning on a cane. "Just the two of you? Where's Uncle Guan?"
"Uncle, madam, what happened last night, let me tell you, not even TV dramas dare to play it like that. Guess who Old Man Guan met?" Zhao Xiaochuan immediately became excited and danced with joy.
"Who did he meet? Are there any acquaintances there?" Li Mancang asked flatteringly. If it was the third brother, he would have been beaten with a cane long ago.
"Master, it's time to report the son of Guan Lao's servant. He was selling Guan Lao's things, and the old man saw through him at a glance..." Zhao Xiaochuan recounted the incident of last night like a storyteller. "Guan Lao said he didn't want us to care and left."
Zhao Xiaochuan poured himself a large glass of water and drank it down in one gulp.
Wu Zhiqiu and Li Mancang looked at each other in bewilderment. How could there be such a thing?
They couldn't control how Old Man Guan took revenge. Anyway, the old man valued his life very much, so he wouldn't do anything serious.
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