I Had a Home In 1982 Chapter 105

   Chapter 105 104. What a good child, what a good age (still 5K)

   Turned off the phone, Wang Yi sold the bottle to Zhong Shiping.

   Zhong Shiping wanted it. He just went out to make a phone call, but he was actually asking his knowledgeable friend about the value of the bottle.

   In the end, he gave a price of 9,000 yuan and refused to give 10,000 yuan because he did not want to be taken advantage of...

  Wang Yi was very curious: "Boss Zhong, the price of this bottle is not low, why are you willing to buy this bottle?"

   "He wants to pack the bottle and put it in the store, so that he can boast to others that he is a person who has drunk 71 years of Wuliangye." Yuan Hui looked at Zhong Shiping with a look of "I see through your face".

   As a result, Zhong Shiping waved his hand and laughed: "It's superficial, you think superficial! I'm going inside..."

   "Damn, you don't want to pour alcohol into it to fool people, right?" Yuan Hui was shocked, "Don't do such a rude thing, once it happens, it's a fraud case, and the amount involved is huge!"

"It's shallow, it's still shallow." Zhong Shiping still smiled, "I do pack wine, but it's not for sale, but I'll find someone who knows how to pack it for me and keep it in the store, plus my big wine. Yellow croaker, this is the treasure of my town shop!"

   He looked at the wine bottle with satisfaction, and suddenly felt that the level of his shop had improved.

  Wang Yi said: "But this is a 71-year-old wine, half a century ago, and the wine in it has a unique texture. How can you fake it? A knowledgeable person can see it at a glance!"

   Without waiting for Zhong Shiping to answer, Yuan Hui said first: "This is simple. It is hard to find Wuliangye that is fifty years old now, but it can only be found in the appearance of wine that has been aged for fifty years."

Zhong Shiping nodded: "Yes, in the first month of this year, an old winery in Luzhou dismantled the outer wall and found a batch of packaged wines with a history of 40 years. I happen to have a relationship. When the time comes, I will buy a little, pour it in and package it well, it's not just a bottle. The red flag Wuliangye stamped by Mr. Deng in 1971?"

   I'm squatting!

   A lightning bolt appeared in Wang Yi's mind.

  A way to fake…

   Forget it, this is still a fake, he is not a man of wealth, and there is no need to go to the gray area to die.

   At this time, Yuan Hui also reminded him: "You don't want to die, it's not going to end if things get too big."

  Zhong Shiping said: "I won't sell it if I bite it to death. I'm just a treasure of the town store. At most, people will play with it. It's impossible to open it and taste it. How can I die like this?"

   Yuan Hui said, "It's good that you can count them yourself."

   Wang Yi asked: "The rest of the junk..."

   "It's not tattered, it's all old stuff." Yuan Hui immediately stopped him.

  Wang Yi smirked, made a slip of the tongue, and accidentally said his true thoughts for a while.

  Yuan Hui asked Zhong Shiping: "Do you take these old items together? It will cost you a thousand yuan in total. If you can't buy a thousand yuan, you won't be able to afford it and you won't be fooled."

   "But I bought a lesson." Zhong Shiping rolled his eyes, "You give me a thousand yuan for these things?"

   Yuan Hui said, "Why isn't this worth a thousand yuan? If I didn't know you well, I would suggest Brother Wang to sell you a thousand yuan!"

   He pointed to something with an old bamboo strip and a big lid. Wang Yi looked like the skin of a thermos, and there were still shiny broken glass inside, which looked like a broken thermos liner.

   Zhong Shiping also thought so: "Don't fool me, what kind of sorbet pot is this? This is an old-fashioned thermos skin."

Yuan Hui smiled: "You go to the old Guolian Sorbet Factory and ask the old man, this is not a thermos, this is a sorbet pot. The first sorbet to be filled should be something from the 1950s and 1960s. It is an old object, and it is very rare nowadays. already."

   He opened the lid: "Look at this lid, does the thermostat use such a big lid? The lid is so big to take popsicles out."

   "You'll know if the liner is still there. The material of the liner is similar to that of the thermos, but it is divided into layers."

   Hearing his firm introduction, Zhong Shiping became interested: "This thing is interesting, but you can't buy old-fashioned inner liner, right?"

   Yuan Hui said: "But you can buy thermos liner."

"This ice cream pot has two kinds of inner pots, one is a layered and divided inner pot, and the other is similar to the inner pot of our current thermos, which is used to hold iced soda in summer, otherwise there is no refrigerator freezer in those days, do you think How does the supply and marketing cooperative sell iced soda?"

   "You wash it well, and then change the inner tank to hold cold fresh beer or sour plum soup, etc. It will be hot soon. Do you use this to add fresh beer or sour plum soup to your customers. How does it match the temperament of your store?"

  Zhong Shiping nodded thoughtfully.

   Wang Yi was amazed.

   Yuan Hui is really talented!

   The employees of the acquisition station in 1982 did not know the true identity of this thing.

   At this time, he noticed that Yuan Hui gave him a secret wink.

Wang Yi's heart moved and said: "Mr. Yuan, you are indeed very knowledgeable, but I don't want to offer a thousand dollars, it's all my own, I'll tell the truth, I paid more than 800 yuan for these things. Yes! One thousand? Not enough for errands!"

   Yuan Hui said: "Hi, Brother Wang, you also said that we are all our own people..."

   "Stop doing this." Zhong Shiping is also a veteran. "You two don't sing along, even if this sorbet pot is good, it won't cost you a thousand."

Yuan Hui sneered and pointed to the abandoned clock: "This clock is an old grandfather clock with three or five brands. You can see that the dial is in good condition. Look here, there is a brand on the dial, can you see the three 5's? There is also the word 1957 below, this is the product. The offline time definitely has a sense of history!"

   "Look at the ears of wheat in the circle of the clock, how old is it?"

   "But everything inside is broken." Zhong Shiping took it off and took a look, "There is only one dial left!"

   Yuan Hui smiled: "Nonsense, if it is intact, I can pack it for you for a thousand dollars? It's more than a thousand dollars alone!"

"The main reason is that for you, this clock is just an element that adds to the taste of the times. Its internal parts can be replaced. There are some old-fashioned clocks in the market. You go to the Xianmen market to buy a civet cat and replace it with a prince, and replace it with a set of internal parts. If it doesn't, then it just goes away as usual?"

   "Anyway, customers can only see the outside of this clock, they can't take it off you to see inside, right?"

  Zhong Shiping nodded again and again.

   Then he suddenly started scolding: "You grandson! How can you be so good at calculating me? I want to invite you to eat the signature dish I just developed tonight!"

  Yuan Hui was reluctant: "How did I plot against you? These things are a thousand yuan, you and Brother Wang win a win, and no one suffers!"

   "Because these things won't cost more than 1,000 yuan as long as they are repaired, so if you take 1,000 yuan and repair it yourself, or if Brother Wang doesn't sell it to you, he will find someone to fix it and sell it for a few thousand yuan..."

   "Forget it, forget it." Zhong Shiping interrupted him, "Brother Wang, let's discuss it ourselves, the thousand yuan price is not enough, do you think I'm taking advantage of it?"

  Yuan Hui laughed: "918, you two will change the price of the wine bottle to 9418, so it will be fine - it will be sent, it will be sent!"

   Wang Yi nodded secretly.

   This product really knows how to tidy up, and it is worthy of being a professional.

   Yuan Hui's words still moved Zhong Shiping, who put everything down.

  Wang Yi also sent some dried shrimps and dried shrimps. In the end, the total was more than 21,000 yuan. He asked for 21,000 yuan.

  Zhong Shiping left with his things, Yuan Hui looked at Wang Yi eagerly: "Brother Wang, that Taoyuan Sanjie Yi altar..."

  Wang Yi said: "Okay, I entrust you to sell it, but you will be honest with me in the future."

  Yuan Hui said helplessly: "Brother Wang, I really didn't want to fool you before. You sold the bottle at a good price by chance. If you didn't have Lao Zhong, then you wouldn't be able to sell the bottle."

   "So if I want to receive it and still make money, I must receive it at a price no higher than 5,000. Again, I have to consider the risk of the wine bottle falling in my hand for a period of time!"

"As for my first step to offer you 3,000? That is to wait for your counter-offer—I understand your temper. If I call for 3,000, you should at least call for 5,000. At that time, my acceptance price was 4,000, and I was going to start with 3,000. The price will see you!"

  Wang Yi put the small stove on and said, "Okay, we'll be just fine with each other from now on, come and have some supper."

   Yuan Hui asked tentatively, "When will the wine jar..."

  Wang Yi said: "I'm going to look for the old man early tomorrow. It will take more than a day. Considering that I have to entangle with him, I will try my best to come back on the weekend."

  Yuan Hui nodded: "Okay."

   After eating some barbecued meat to fill his stomach, he wiped his mouth and left.

   Yuan Hui was stunned when he saw his figure disappear: "I'll help you sell things tonight, shouldn't it be your treat?"

   The night is dark.

  Wang Yi pushed open the rear window and looked out, there was a light rain in the night sky.

  The spring rain came, and the sea was thick with fog.

   I can't see the scenery of the sea, only hear the roaring waves.

   He opened the door and called Lao Huang in, and fed him some barbecued meat that he had packed.

   It will rain heavily depending on how gloomy the weather is, so he has to go to the pig house.

   It will inevitably be cold when it rains, and he is worried that the piglets will be cold.

   At this time, he thought about the pig feed again, and couldn't help but patted his forehead: I'm too busy to remember anything.

   So he crossed again, there would be a veterinary station that was not closed, and he went to buy pig feed.

  This feed is produced by Chia Tai. It is said that it is a small pig feed. It is high in protein and has good palatability. It will not be too thin if you eat it. A bag of 40 pounds costs 200 yuan.

  Wang Yi bought five bags directly.

   He brought a bag back and stuffed it under the bed, dug out two big scoops and put it in a plastic bag and took it to the pigsty.

  The little pigs are not stupid either.

  The weather got cold, and the five of them burrowed together to keep warm, and slept hummingly on the pig grass in the corner.

   Wang Yi looked envious.

   is more comfortable than human life.

   He threw the pig feed into it, and the brand was different. The five piglets were disturbed and came over to smell it and immediately started to fight happily.

  The rain threads turned into raindrops, and Wang Yi walked back.

   After walking a few steps, he heard footsteps coming from the mountain road. He looked closely and saw a figure running into the playground and running towards the flagpole.

   It was so dark that he couldn't see who was coming and what he was doing.

   But the figure is a student, so he shouldn't have come to steal the flagpole in the middle of the night—this guess is not blind thinking, but stems from his experience in junior high school.

  When he was in junior high school, the flagpole on the school playground was also made of iron. Then one night during the winter vacation, two junior high school students climbed the wall and entered the school with hydraulic pliers to cut the flagpole and wanted to sell the iron for money to buy some cards...

  Tragically, the two students cut off the flagpole and found that the flagpole was not steel, it was a hard plastic, but it was painted like steel…

  Wang Yi asked, "Who is it?"

   Wang Xinzhao's voice came: "Mr. Wang, it's me, you haven't slept yet?"

  Wang Yi asked: "No, what are you doing at school at this time?"

  Wang Xinzhao said: "It's going to rain, my mother told me to get up and collect dry wood. I saw that the rain would be heavy, so I hurried to the school to lower the national flag. The national flag is dyed red by the blood of martyrs, so it can't be soaked in the rain!"

   Hearing this, Wang Yi almost burst into tears!

   The children of this era are really simple and simple, and they really love the motherland!

  It is said that the children who came to the outer islands went to school late. Wang Xinzhao was about the same age as when he was in junior high school. At that time, his junior high school classmates thought about stealing the flagpole and selling money to get some cards. At this time, Wang Xinzhao thought about protecting the national flag from the rain.

   And Wang Yi also knew that Wang Xinzhao's words came from the heart, and this was his real thought rather than wanting to use this method to make a show.

   He was greatly moved by this.

  What a good boy, what a good age!

  He helped Wang Xinzhao to untie the rope and lower the national flag. It was raining heavily and their clothes were wet.

  Wang Xinzhao held the national flag into the classroom and folded it.

  Wang Yi waved at him: "Go, go to the teacher's dormitory to avoid the rain, what, the teacher will give you something to eat."

   After the steamed scallion steamed buns and sausages for the hot dinner, he cooked the eight-treasure porridge with the gas stove.

   Sleeping Big Daze closed his eyes and sat up...

  The meal is served.

   The teenager sucked and chewed in small mouths, and then smiled contentedly at Wang Yi: "It's delicious!"

  Wang Yi also laughed, he took out a few salted duck eggs and put them in Wang Xinzhao's pocket: "I will eat when I go back, these are salted duck eggs."

  Wang Xinzhao asked, "Has the wild duck caught by the champion laid eggs?"

  Wang Yi remembered the wild ducks outside and quickly went out to have a look.

  The wild duck made a nest in the grass next to it and was sleeping in the nest.

  The nest is empty.

   He kicks the duck, and the mother will eat free food.

   Then he came back and said, "Yes, the wild duck has laid eggs, and the teacher has salted it. You can go back and don't make a noise, just eat it at home."

  Wang Xinzhao nodded vigorously.

  The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sea breeze is also fierce.

  Wang Yi put on a bag and sent him down the mountain home.

   There was a muffled sound of spring thunder in the cloudy cloud, the heavy rain fell like beads with a broken thread, and the wind blew through the water droplets into bullets, which hurt people's faces.

  The rainwater flows down the seagrass on the roof, splashes on the leaves and waters it down, and finally converges on the stone road of the island into a stream of small streams flowing together into the vast ocean.

   The night is too dark, the clouds are too heavy, and the wind is too strong.

   Wang Yi couldn't see anything clearly, but he could hear the wind blowing the branches 'hula la' and the waves crashing on the shore 'rumbling'. The sea showed its hideous side.

   He is very worried that Tianya Island will be destroyed by the ocean!

  But the people on the island didn't care at all, they shouted to clean up the fishing nets that were drying in the yard, and then went back to sleep soundly.

   Listen to the sound of rain and sleep better!

  Some lazy people are even more secretly happy, the rain won't stop tomorrow, then they don't have to go to work tomorrow, they can rest.

  Wang Yi went back to the room to wipe his body and fell asleep.

   This sleep was groggy.

   It was always cold in the middle of the night, and finally he called Lao Huang in and slept with his arms around him.

   He woke up in the morning feeling groggy.

  The air is moist and he is moist.

   Touching the sheets can wring out water!

   After the calf, he was sweating!

  In this way, Wang Yi knew that he had a cold. His cold was different from that of ordinary people. It was not a cough and runny nose as the main symptom, but night sweats!

   Fortunately, he prepared cold medicine, so Fenghanmao Granules and Tongxuanlifei Pills were served together!

  Dazed and asked him: "Mr. Wang, the millet porridge is ready, can I get you a bowl?"

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "I have a cold, go find me some **** and simmer a brown sugar **** juice to get rid of the cold."

   Big confusion turned around and left without saying a word.

   After a while, Wang Xianghong hurried over: "Mr. Wang, do you have a cold? It's windy and rainy today, we can't go to the hospital..."

   "No, no, cough." Wang Yi cleared his throat, "Zhishu, I bring the medicine myself, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

  Wang Xianghong came with **** and brown sugar, and Dazed followed behind to take the brown sugar and **** to go to work.

   He also brought a padded coat: "Mr. Wang, put this on. It's cold in spring. It's hard to deal with a cold in the spring. You won't have class today, so you can rest your body."

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "It's alright, the cold is just a small problem, and I also have medicine, I'll be fine after taking it."

   Wang Xianghong asked, "Do you know how to count?"

  Wang Yi said: "I have been with the old Chinese medicine doctor. I can't cure serious problems. I must have a lot of colds and the like."

   Anyway, if it doesn't feel right, he will run for 22 years.

   Just as Wang Xianghong was coming, Wang Yi said, "By the way, Secretary, I remember there was a jar of yellow wine when we entertained Manager Xu last time, right?"

   "Guyue Longshan's yellow wine." Wang Xianghong said subconsciously, and then suddenly realized, "Yellow wine boiled with **** juice to sweat? Okay, there is still yellow wine in Curry."

  Wang Yi said: "No, no, can you give me that wine jar?"

   "What do you want a wine jar for? Pickled vegetables?" Wang Xianghong wondered.

What he said just now reminded Wang Yi, and Wang Yi said, "No, I just need to boil **** juice to sweat, but I can't use rice wine, because rice wine is too alcoholic, I use an old wine jar to shake the water and then boil the **** juice. already."

  Wang Xianghong wondered: "Really? Is this useful?"

   Wang Yi said, "It's also a recipe handed down by an old Chinese medicine practitioner. Don't worry, Secretary of the Party, I've counted them all."

  Wang Xianghong didn't think much about it, and said, "Okay, I'll send the documents to you, but you should rest today, don't go to class in the wind and rain, it's not a bad day!"

   He really cares about Wang Yi.

   But the students have come to school.

  Schools manage a breakfast, they would rather be in the wind and rain than miss this meal!

   So Wang Yi asked Wang Xinzhao to call Wang Xinzhao over: "Let's lead the students to review first today, and let the teaching assistants substitute the class, and then you can come over for lunch together at noon."

  Wang Xinzhao is very sad: "Mr. Wang, did you catch a cold because you sent me in the rain last night?"

  Wang Yi comforted him: "No, it's not that the teacher has a cold, the teacher is practicing too much -- you heard your dad say that the teacher knows kung fu?"

  Wang Xinzhao is already a big boy, so Wang Yi's words naturally can't coax him.

   He left with red eyes, full of self-blame.

   After a while, the students came.

   Seeing his weak and miserable appearance, the children cried uncomfortably when they entered the door.

   crying wow wow.

   Wang Yi can't even coax well.

  Wang Xinzhao choked and said, "Mr. Wang, please rest, my teaching assistants and I will definitely lead the students to review, don't worry about it."

  Wang Zhuangyuan, who has always been rough and naughty, also panicked: "Teacher Wang, don't worry, the pigsty has me, me, me, it's cold in the heavy rain, I'll go to my father to order a haystack pigsty, the piglets won't freeze."

  The students cried and said, "Mr. Wang, just relax..."

  Wang Yi smiled bitterly by them: What's wrong with me? Besides, I'm not going to die, why do you make me feel at ease!

  Wang Dongxi came behind with a wine jar.

   He saw a group of students crying at the entrance of Tingtaoju, and his heart suddenly raised:

   "What's wrong with Mr. Wang? Didn't he catch a cold? Why, why are you crying like this?"

  Wang Yi also felt helpless.

   I really just have a cold, why do you all come to see me die?

   Boys and girls cry together, it's still raining...

  The island is hazy with mist and rain, the atmosphere is desolate and miserable, the raging waves at sea beat the table, the clouds in the sky destroy the city...

  Wang Yi didn't dare to think about it anymore!

   Fortunately, the Taoyuan Sanjie Yijiu jar is in hand!

  Wang Dongxi went into the room to see Wang Yi's situation and then shooed the students away: "Cry, why are you crying? Teacher Wang is fine, he just has a cold!"

  Wang Yi, who had been lying on the bed, quickly got up and shouted, "No, I'm not false!"

   (end of this chapter)

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