Uncle Ming asked again, "Then how do you plan to deal with them in the future?" ”

Yan Mingshun's cold face showed a faint smile, as if mocking and indifferent, he said softly: "Hasn't Tan Shufang always wanted to be a master? Then I will try to make her a master. ”

Uncle Ming exclaimed: "You are crazy, you still let this kind of person be a master?" Have you forgotten what she did to you back then? ”

"Of course it won't forget, how could I forget? There is a sentence that doesn't say that, the higher you climb, the more painful it hurts, Tan Shufang watched herself fall from being a superior person and become a slut spurned by everyone, she must have been in a very wonderful mood at that time. ”

The corners of Yan Mingshun's lips were slightly curved, a cold light flashed in his eyes, although his face was still immature, but the evil aura on his body made Uncle Ming dare not underestimate it, as well as his amazing endurance and unfathomable calculations, where does he look like a sixteen-year-old boy?

This son will become a great thing in the future!

"You know it in your own heart, it's really time for you to send this red spotted hat, it just so happened that a few days ago an old customer came to inquire about the red spot hat bowl, and you sent it to the door, you don't say it, the old customer bid two thousand, I paid one thousand and five to receive, what do you think?"

Uncle Ming first intended to befriend Yan Mingshun, and the other was also to save the heart of helping this young man, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, who knows when he didn't ask for Yan Mingshun in the future!

Yan Mingshun has a delicate heart, and he knew what Uncle Ming was thinking as soon as he heard it, and he did not refuse Uncle Ming's kindness, and said with a smile: "I am not polite to you, Uncle Ming, as long as I Yan Mingshun has a bright future in the future, I will definitely repay the favor." ”

Uncle Ming was comfortable when he heard this, his eyes were smiling, he opened the safe on the side, took out a stack of big unity, dipped it in a little saliva, and counted one hundred and fifty sheets neatly, a thick stack, and threw it on the table.

"You count."

Yan Mingshun didn't look at it, he picked up the stack of money and stuffed it into his schoolbag, Uncle Ming smiled with satisfaction, what he liked was this kid's cool energy, unlike some people, a stack of money counted more than ten times, hum, he Ming Boss has been on Nanshui Street for decades, how could he be ignorant of those few small coins?

"Uncle Ming, you're busy, I'll go first."

Yan Mingshun carefully zipped the inner seam of the schoolbag, and said goodbye to Uncle Ming, who waved his hand, signaled him to take care of himself, and said lazily: "You can take some of the paper and ink outside and use it yourself, and pick it yourself." ”

"Great!"

Yan Mingshun was not polite to him, he knew that Uncle Ming had never relied on these paper and ink to eat, this paper house was just a disguise, and the real big head was on these old things!

Wu Mei and Xiong Mumu had nothing to do, so they took Qiuqiu to visit those stalls, some stalls were all arranged, but the stall owner ignored them, probably because he saw that the two of them were children, and he knew that he was too lazy to waste time if he had no money to earn.

The things in each stall are similar, rusty ancient money, dirty broken bowls and cans, and some calligraphy and painting pen holders, all of which look like tattered things.

At this moment, there are more and more people who come to wander the streets, there are locals, foreign tourists, and blonde foreigners, all with the same purpose - to pick up leaks.

"Let's go buy paper, I've heard that nine times out of ten things here are fake, and we can't tell if it's real." Wu Mei didn't have much interest.

Xiong Mumu was very energetic, "What's the hurry?" It's still early, just take a look, in case you pick up a big leak by walking shit luck, then what money are you worried about? ”

Wu Mei glared at him, it was difficult to pick up even a penny on the ground, and he still wanted to pick up a big leak?

Let's daydream!

"Goo-goo"

The ball in Wu Mei's arms suddenly screamed, and he kept twisting his fat body.