Yan Mingshun didn't buy much, he only bought three gadgets, which were not obvious in his schoolbag, but Wu Mei bought a bunch of them, and they were all rags.

It's just the rest, what makes Wu Mei feel most embarrassed is the broken bed, the black bed, it squeaks when it is shaken, and no one will pick it up when it is thrown on the street, but it makes the ball hit, and Wu Mei has to buy it back.

As a result, such a broken bed cost Wu Mei a hundred yuan, and she felt sorry for her.

"Hey, Xiao Yan, you're going to buy it back and chop firewood!"

Wang Lao walked over with a smile, and when he saw the broken bed that Yan Mingshun bought, he couldn't help laughing, gloating.

"Wang Lao said with a smile, I just look at this bed is very pleasing to the eye, I think it should not be an ordinary object, buy it back and keep it, maybe it will be worth some money in the future!"

Yan Mingshun said lightly, of course he knew that this bed was definitely not an ordinary object, otherwise Qiuqiu would not have been able to let Wu Mei buy it, and he had also carefully observed this bed just now, and the pattern on it turned out to be a dragon pattern.

This made Yan Mingshun very surprised, in ancient times, the only people who could carve dragon patterns were the emperor's house, and other people didn't dare to carve dragon patterns at all.

Obviously, this inconspicuous broken bed came from the Emperor's House, and it is very likely that some unlucky emperor slept with it.

It can be seen that this bed is definitely not ordinary wood, even if it is a down-and-out emperor, it is impossible to be like ordinary people, just cut a tree on the mountain and use it to make a bed!

Wang Lao glanced at the big bed again, and didn't pay much attention to it, he had already palmed this bed, and he didn't find anything special, so he didn't look at it carefully, and even if it was really an unlucky emperor who slept in, how much could it be worth?

Now the market is sought-after porcelain, calligraphy, painting, jade and other things, like this kind of large furniture is basically no one cares, otherwise why the old guy will be placed for more than a year without anyone asking the price?

Xiao Yan, this kid usually looks quite clever, why is he confused at this time, he is too young!

Wang Lao didn't say anything more, although he was in charge of this place, he rarely asked about business matters, as long as one was willing to buy and the other was willing to sell, it didn't break his rules, even if this broken bed was sold for a thousand yuan, he would never interfere.

"I'll send Xiao Li to help you send this bed back, where will it be sent?"

Yan Ming thanked him by the way, and said the address of Wu Mei's new home, Wang Lao raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "The house is for you to buy, I said who is so fast, only half an hour away, let your kid pick up a big bargain." ”

Yan Mingshun said modestly: "Where is it, it's not that Elder Wang sees my young age and lets me." ”

Wang Lao laughed, he was very praised by Yan Mingshun, and beckoned a honest man in his twenties to send him to the address that Yan Mingshun said, as for other things, Wang Lao didn't even ask.

An hour later, when they arrived at the house on Huaihai Road, Xiao Li had already transported the bed to it, and Yan Mingshun gave Xiao Li two yuan, but he was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling and left happily.

As soon as Qiuqiu got home, he ran to the broken bed and lay on his stomach, squinting his eyes, looking as if he was asleep.

Wu Mei's mind moved slightly, the last time Qiuqiu slept in a broken jar, it was also like this, and then it had a pocket, it seems that this bed is the same as that jar, it is very important to Qiuqiu!