Yang Ling and the owner of a porcelain shop chatted a few words, only then did he understand a little, or because of the economic downturn, with the economic downturn, the ebb of the real estate market, in addition to the daily consumption of porcelain, ornamental art porcelain basically can't be sold, and Jingdezhen mainly relies on this kind of high-end porcelain, especially since last year, exports have suffered the biggest blow in history, almost the entire production and sales are a mess, miserable.

The economic downturn, the collapse of the stock market, and the turmoil in the international order are caused by the incident that he made in Myanmar.

Could it be that he is the super-stirring stick that makes the people of the whole country sad?

Yang Ling felt very guilty.

For a while, Yang Ling was also a little disheartened, too lazy to continue shopping, he took a small blue and white porcelain vase and asked the boss, "Boss, do you have any bottles here that are slightly smaller than this porcelain vase?"

The boss glanced at him lazily and said, "No matter how small, no matter how small it is, you can't pretend to be anything, what are you buying it for?" ”

Yang Ling was a little speechless, and said that business is not good, and your temper is not good, and he is too lazy to get angry, so he gestured. "Just like the kind of small porcelain bottle that is loaded with medicine in costume dramas, I have a Chinese pharmacy that is going to launch a pill, and I need a small porcelain bottle, and the quantity may be more......"

The boss suddenly became interested, "Little brother, you have found the right person, I have a friend who specializes in making this kind of antique small pieces, porcelain vases and everything, why don't I help you ask?"

"Uh~!" Yang Ling felt that his thinking couldn't keep up, so he nodded for a while, so the boss began to call, and after the call, the two chatted for a few minutes, and a big man with a big waist and a full beard walked in, with big pants and a flower shirt, exactly the same style as the stick.

Yang Ling was happy when he saw it, this guy was a role in ancient times.

"Lao Diao, I brought what you wanted!" the big man shouted loudly when he entered the door, and then opened a dirty black pocket in his hand, and took out all kinds of bottles and cans from it and set a table.

Yang Ling glanced at it a few times, picked up two small bottles of similar size from the middle and said, "Just these two, three thousand each, I don't know if there are any goods?"

The big man raised his eyebrows and grinned, "Yes, why not! ”

Yang Ling nodded, "That's good, what's the price?"

The big man hesitated and stretched out five fingers.

Yang Ling waved his hand indifferently and said, "Fifty is fifty, hurry up and get the goods!"

Dahan and the boss trembled at the same time, looked at each other and then looked at Yang Ling together, Dahan said cautiously: "Brother, I'm talking about five yuan!"

it!

Yang Ling despised himself fiercely in his heart, and deliberately pretended to be profound: "I'll just try it, if the two of you are really honest people, I won't bargain for five yuan!"

Dahan and the boss breathed a sigh of relief, Dahan nodded again and again and said: "We are all honest people, we eat hard, brother, wait a minute, I will send you the goods in a while." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

The boss gave Yang Ling a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Little brother is a big business person at first glance, I don't know what medicine you use this small bottle to contain?"

Yang Ling said with a smile: "A kind of self-configured elixir, can it cure diseases? bruises, muscle and bone pain, cold and fever, spleen and stomach imbalance, qi and blood congestion, gynecological miscellaneous diseases, any disease can be cured!"

"Oh~hehe~!"

The boss couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead and turned his head to ignore him, Nima, it turned out to be a liar who sold fake medicines!

Half an hour later, a van stopped in front of the porcelain shop, and the big man got out of the car, opened the trunk and pointed to a few large cardboard boxes and said, "Little brother, a thousand boxes in a box, a total of six boxes, you count!"

Yang Ling casually opened a box and took a look, there were bottles that were neatly placed in it that were larger than his thumb, padded with foam paper, exactly the kind he wanted, so he nodded, and happily transferred money with his mobile phone, and then asked Dahan to help him pull him to a secluded alley.

"Alright, buddy, thank you, I'll look for you next time I want the goods!"

Dahan nodded happily and drove away quickly, Yang Ling looked at no one around, and with a shake of his hand, he put six large cardboard boxes into the ring, and then staggered forward.

Didn't go far, he found that there were a lot of stalls in the alley in front of him, and he was bored and walked over to take a look, in addition to all kinds of antique bottles and cans, there were a lot of small porcelain bottles similar to the ones he just bought, and some were more exquisite, and asked the price casually, which was also five yuan a, when the stall owner heard that Yang Ling wanted tens of thousands, he directly and ferociously self-harmed with a knife, and cut the price to three yuan, saying that if the perennial volume of goods is large, it can also be preferred, and a few cents less per can also be discussed!

Yang Ling suddenly surged a mouthful of old blood into his throat.

Grandma's thighs, it seems that she unconsciously became a mallet again, and sure enough, pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning, and it is also very expensive, thinking of the heroism of opening fifty-one just now, I suddenly felt that a large group of crows kept hovering overhead.

It seems that Lao Tzu is really not suitable for business, Yang Ling hurriedly left this place, for fear that he would continue to shop, someone told him that this bottle was only seven or eight cents, so he would simply hit his head and die.

……

The imperial capital is still the imperial capital, it hasn't been here for a few months, it is still smoggy, and the air is filled with a strong smell that makes people unable to live.

Yang Ling did not contact Gong Quansheng, but found the senior class leader first.

Sun Xiaojing is still so beautiful, in the middle of summer, wearing a light-colored printed skirt, like a lily blooming in fairyland, quiet and indifferent, with a faint smile on her face, but in Yang Ling's eyes, she has less of the freshness and elegance of the past, and more maturity and charm.

"Why did you suddenly come here today?" Sun Xiaojing helped him tidy up his clothes, frowned and said softly: "You haven't taken a bath for a few days, it stinks~!"

"Hehe!" Yang Ling put his arm around her waist, feeling the full and tight curves under her clothes, and couldn't help but say: "I came day and night, of course it stinks, or you can help me take a bath, just like last time......"

"You~!" Sun Xiaojing's face was flushed, she glanced at him with silky eyes, gently held his hand, and pulled him into the house.

(The following omits 3,000 words, if you are interested, please make up for it, and the old guest improvises a poem to talk about his heart.) ）

……

The new plum is blooming, looking at the snow in the mountains,

The spring breeze is several degrees, and the lovesickness is like a disaster!

Hands-free and light-hearted,

Aya Luo abandoned,

Cowardice and gentleman's words,

It used to be the season of flowers.

…… (To be continued.) )