Chapter 692 Buying Second-Hand Goods 2
In addition to the dry food that Wang Fengqiao was preparing, Feng Qingxue took out some candies, biscuits and nutritional supplements from the space in the name of financial support from her comrades-in-arms and gave them to Wang Zhengguo to take away. She also stuffed a hundred yuan into his pocket and said, "Uncle, don't be polite. Xiaoyun lives with you. Her living expenses should be paid by me. Besides, I can't eat these things during my confinement. I don't want to feed Xibao with them every day. Look at how fat he has become. Don't let him eat too much and get rotten teeth. Give some to my cousin as a reward after you take them back to her."
Wang Zhengguo was stopped by her before he could say no. His attention was all on Xi Bao. "How is Xi Bao fat? He is so lucky. He has been with you through thick and thin at such a young age. Don't be too harsh on him when it comes to food."
"Uncle, please don't say that with your eyes open. If he was treated badly, would he be so fat?"
Wang Zhengguo glanced at Xibao who was stuffing egg custard into his mouth and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that in the past two days, he could always find Xibao's mouth busy.
"Although she's fat, she looks good in a good way!" said Wang Zhengguo.
Feng Qingxue was speechless. While Lu's father was around, she asked him to take Xibao out to play every day to consume Xibao's energy. It was enough that she was fat to this extent and there was no need to get fatter. It would be ugly if her face was deformed.
At this time, Feng Qingxue was glad that Xibao's figure was very similar to Lu Jiang!
Wang Zhengguo bought a ticket and got on the train. It was just dawn when Father Lu came back with the things Xi Bao had given him. He went to the flea market in his memory. Compared with his hometown, the variety of things here was much richer.
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It was cold and not many people were around, so most people didn't dare to be so blatant. They just said they had old items at home that they didn't need and wanted to exchange them for some money to supplement their lives. Fortunately, it was not as panic-stricken as the black market.
Xi Bao's big head with a woolen hat on shook from side to side, his eyes rolling around looking here and there, and his gloved hand pointed at a small green thing, "Grandpa!"
"Xibao wants this?" Father Lu looked in the direction he was directed and saw a jade snuff bottle.
Mr. Lu had a sharp eye and he picked out a diamond ring after just a few steps. The main diamond was very large, and according to his estimation, it was about 20 to 30 carats. Because it was not cut well and it was not a colored diamond but a white diamond, the light looked a little dull and not bright enough, unlike a diamond. He only spent two dollars to buy it.
Compared with people of the same age, Xibao is a little fatter, but also much taller, at least a head taller.
Before leaving the house, Mr. Lu put a lot of money in his pocket.
He had been to the capital and Shanghai when he was young, and the general situation remains unchanged today.
It is emerald green all over, exquisitely carved, and has a tourmaline stopper. It is a good thing.
Father Lu could tell at a glance what the Qing Palace had passed down, and asked with a smile how much it was worth, "My grandson has taken a fancy to this thing, how much are you willing to sell it to us? If you sell it, we will buy it sincerely, so give us a fair price."
The old man, who looked very shabby, didn't even raise his head. "Ten dollars."
"Okay!" Father Lu saw something and didn't bargain with him. He paid ten yuan and handed the snuff bottle to his grandson to play with. Then he squatted down to look at the other things in front of the old man. There were quite a few good things, which fully occupied half of the total.
Perhaps because of Mr. Lu's straightforwardness, the old man raised his wrinkled face, looked at Lu Zhiyuan for a moment, pointed at the things in front of him and said, "One hundred yuan, you take them all! I know my own things very well. You may not find many things comparable to mine even if you walk around the whole street. You won't regret it if you buy them all for me."
(End of this chapter)