Chapter 4 Yang Niangniang

What kind of person is Liu Jinyin? He is the shopkeeper of October Maple. He has been wandering for decades. As soon as he heard the yellow finch, he immediately made a gesture. The two of them smoked and drank tea leisurely, waiting for the crop to slowly approach.

The yellow finch secretly admires Liu Jinyin's peace of mind. Isn't the posture he just showed the same as that of Fei Er?

So, the tempering of the mood is really a college question.

Despite this, the yellow finch couldn't help looking at the farmer with his eyes. Liu Jinyin quickly kicked him under the table with his foot, and then said insignificantly, "What is the delicious food of Dongting Lake you just mentioned? Crab? Or a small white fish?"

The yellow finch was stunned and knew that Liu Jinyin was deliberately talking nonsense. He immediately said, "The hairy crab is delicious, fat and delicious!"

"Oh..."

Liu Jinyin gave a sip of a cigarette.

At this time, the farmer had slowly walked to the door of October Maple, raised his head, carefully looked at the three big words on the signboard, and then looked at the palm of his hand. With a puzzled face, he immediately moved his footsteps, turned around and waited to leave.

The yellow finch couldn't help it. Just as it was about to call the farmer, Liu Jinyin immediately pulled him, deliberately raised his tone, grabbed the old antique 'NOKIA' on the table, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, this is October Maple, yes, the child's foolless October Feng!"

After saying this, the farmer immediately stopped, then quickly came to Liu Jinyin, stretched out his right palm, and asked, "Hello, please, is this October Maple?"

This man, with a strong Jingbei accent, deliberately speaks Mandarin, which is very awkward.

When the yellow finch looked at it again, he saw three words written on his palm, October Maple.

It's just that the three words of October maple are very different from those on the plaque, so the farmer just looked up and must not understand it. He thought he had come to the wrong place? He was a countryman and didn't dare to ask more. Later, he saw Liu Jinyin on the phone and said the three words of October Feng, so he bravely stepped forward.

The yellow finch secretly admired Liu Jinyin's eyes. At first glance, he saw the reason in the farmer's heart, and used the simplest way to keep other people's footsteps. With this hand, if you go to the cat's mouth, the yellow finch will definitely believe that Liu Jinyin can mix out the sky, so he can succumb to October Feng, which can be seen Huang Hailin. How broad the capacity is.

Liu Jinyin still pretended to make a phone call. After about half a minute, he put down his mobile phone. I have to say that this guy is really good at acting.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Liu Jinyin's accent suddenly changed, and it was immediately the same as this farmer's accent, which became the words of Jingbei.

This old guy, the words from all over the world, are absolutely good at it, but at this critical moment, he has become so fast that he does not show any traces, which really shocked the yellow finch.

The yellow finch finally knows the depth of this antique business. The eyesight, mood, changes, and the understanding of customs and languages of various places are indispensable, especially the ability to observe words and colors. At least Liu Jinyin's temptation, the yellow finch immediately knows that the person in front of him is really a big word. Unrecognized standard Jingbei farmers.

"You, are you really October Maple?"

The farmer raised his narrow eyelids and looked at Liu Jinyin with some vigilance. His right hand stretched forward, but his left hand covered the pocket of his trousers.

As for his style, everyone can see that there is something in his trousers, and it is still something that makes him very nervous and concerned.

"October maple, of course, October maple, what? Brother, what's the matter?

Liu Jinyin said with a smile and poured a cup of tea with a disposable cup of tea for the farmer. The farmer did not dare to take it. He wiped the sweat on his face from walking and said, "You, do you collect things here?"

Things? Sure enough, the other party's intention is still the same as in the morning.

"Receed, of course!" Liu Jinyin said very seriously, but he kept that peaceful smile on his face, but did not immediately invite the farmer into the house.

What kind of person, what kind of reception method, this is also very important. It is also very important to meet someone who is not afraid and sincerely wants to plate things, good tea and good tobacco to entertain, which is indispensable. When you meet those who are uncertain, soft and hard, and when you meet such a worried mood like the farmer in front of you, you can only slowly comfort them. And one thing is, don't easily invite this kind of person into the house, because this kind of person has a lot of vigilance in their hearts. Once they are allowed to enter the house, they will feel insecure. The first thing they think of is not to take something, but to leave this place quickly.

This is what happened in Fei Er's store in the morning.

Seeing that Liu Jinyin said to accept it, the farmer was a little hesitant. He just stared at Liu Jinyin and didn't say anything.

"Brother, someone else introduced you, right?"

The farmer nodded suddenly.

"I said October Maple!" Liu Jinyin continued.

The farmer nodded again and said, "A fellow villager said that October Maple is good and does not cheat people!"

Liu Jinyin smiled and said, "Of course, October Feng, a time-honored brand for more than ten years, is like a pimple in the soil, losing one, right?"

The farmer nodded again this time, and it was very heavy.

Hearing Liu Jinyin speaking his own dialect, he relaxed a lot of vigilance.

"Say, brother, what's the matter? Relying on your parents at home and friends when you go out. Since you have come to me this October, why do you have to sit down and have a cup of tea? Let's put aside the business for the time being. Do you think it's okay?"

After saying that, he handed over the tea from the disposable cup again.

The farmer picked it up this time and drank it all at once.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, by the way, my brother is from Jingbei, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Oh!" The yellow finch knew that Liu Jinyin, an old man, was going to start talking nonsense.

Sure enough, after Liu Jinyin sighed, he kept shaking his head, "I still remember that more than 30 years ago, I went to Jingbei to do business, met a gang of bandits, and blocked the road. Rob, he beat and kicked me, and took away all the money I had. At that time, it was cold. If I hadn't met a few kind-hearted people in Jingbei, I would have died long ago. Therefore, I still remember the goodness of Jingbei people. Jingbei people are loyal, honest and not heartless.

"There are also bad people in Jingbei!" The farmer said honestly.

"Yes, there are more good people." Liu Jinyin's eyebrows fluttered, "At that time, I was saved, and the fellow villager of Jingbei had to introduce his daughter to me. Hey, if I hadn't been a married man, I would have been your son-in-law of Jingbei people. Brother, do you think you are very predestined?"

The farmer nodded again, "There is fate, there is fate."

Liu Jinyin was talking nonsense for a while. Some of them were not. Anyway, they all greeted him and tossed around for about half an hour. The farmer finally smiled. In his opinion, this time, October Feng was really the right place.

When I said this, I also told the purpose of my visit this time.

It turns out that this crop is surnamed Chai and his name is Grass Root. It is a typical local name. He is from Jingbei. He came to Qingcheng City two years ago to work as a small worker, that is, the hardest and most tiring job on the construction site. He did more and took less. Moreover, because he was illiterate and honest, he was cheated and cheated by others. After two years in Qingcheng, he saved it. It cost more than 3,000 yuan, and a month before the natural and man-made disaster, he was robbed by others. Chai Caogen is an honest person. He didn't know how to call the police when he was robbed. Originally, he wanted to die, but when he thought that there was an old mother's child and daughter-in-law at home, he could only wipe his tears and start making a new profit.

Last week, my hometown sent a letter from my hometown, saying that my old mother had died of illness. The whole family borrowed other people's money to buy a coffin. I just buried my mother, and my wife was sick again, and she was very ill and urgently needed money.

Money, where is the firewood root money? He was so anxious that he was going crazy. At this time, he remembered a piece of ancient jade beside him. At that time, the jade was given to him by his mother. He said that if he had no money at the critical moment, he would exchange it.

The firewood and grass roots have never been willing to be replaced. This time, it is going to be taken out. Is this ancient jade a dead thing, and what about his wife? That's a living person. Besides, I have passed away and I have been buried in the ground. The firewood and grass roots still want to go back once. Thinking of this, I have a plan to sell jade.

The largest antique trading market in Qingcheng City is Maoerkou. Everyone knows that the firewood and grass roots have gone to the Maoerkou three or four times, and every time they stand far away at the door of the store and dare not go in.

Just yesterday, he finally summoned up his courage and walked into Fei Er's store, but as soon as he saw Fei Er shouting, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, grabbed Gu Yu, which was still in Fei's second-hand, and rushed out and ran away desperately.

Back to the construction site, a few kind-hearted fellow villagers advised him not to go out to sell things like this. This antique is going to be robbed, and ah, the cat's mouth is not a good place. I heard that it's not worth killing people.

As soon as I heard that killing people, the firewood and grass roots were afraid. At night, two kind-hearted fellow villagers in Jingbei pointed out a way to life for the firewood grass roots, that is to come to October Maple. October Maple has a good reputation and does not cheat people.

So, he dragged the three crooked words of October Maple written on his right hand, and he finally found it here in October.

For this three words, the firewood root was reluctant to take a cold shower last night.

It's bumpy, quite bumpy.

The life of this firewood root is bumpy, and it is even more bumpy for him to find October Maple. He didn't talk about the hardships one by one. If Liu Jinyin hadn't opened his mouth to speak, he probably wouldn't have the courage to ask.

Liu Jinyin heard the cause and effect of the story, and then said, "Brother, you see, I'm also half the son of Jingbei people. This October Feng was also introduced by your fellow villagers. Look at me again, am I like that kind of cheating person? If you believe me today, take out something and how much it should be worth. If you don't believe it, after drinking this cup of tea, I will personally send you out of the alley.

At this time, there should be a strong spirit of expression.

Liu Jinyin is quite measured when facing the point.

Liu Jinyin's hand was so cruel that Chai Caogen's face was a little embarrassed. After a long time, he suddenly nodded and walked into October Feng.

Nodding, this old man who has experienced the wind and frost seems to have no other expressions except nodding.

Entering the October maple, the firewood grass roots were not as vigilant as when they entered the Fei Er store. He took out a cloth bag from his pocket, put it in the palm of his hand, uncovered it, uncovered it, uncovered it again, uncovered the three layers of rags, and finally saw the essence of this thing.

To be precise, this is a jade bracelet. The little finger is thick and ring-shaped, red and white. On the white jade body, the red blood halo seems to be constantly wriggling.

Blood jade!

The yellow finch finally understood Fei Er's mood at that time, and no wonder he couldn't help shouting out.

Liu Jinyin's face changed three times, but finally recovered as before. He carefully picked up the ring of red jade and shone on the sun.

The firewood grass root squirmed his lips twice. "I heard from my mother that this was passed on to her by her grandma's grandma. At the beginning, this jade was taken by Yang Niang Niang?"

"Which Yang Niangniang?"

"Yang Yuhuan!" Liu Jinyin said softly, but it shocked Huang Que's heart. What Yang Yuhuan brought could be vulgar?