The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Chapter 36 Unspoken
"It's not from my family, but I'm looking for it myself. There's also that kind of glass bottle that's smaller than the palm of your hand. If there is one, I want it too." Tan Mianmian, who is not afraid of strangers, straightforwardly introduced himself as a doctor.

Hearing that she said that she was the doctor, the old man moved his shoulders and took a careful look at Tan Mianmian. "Yo, at such a young age, I dare to call myself a doctor."

These words are teased, and maybe a little bit disbelieving, but there is no malice.

They joked, and Tan Mianmian also joked with him: "Of course, I am very talented, like you have frozen shoulders, and your shoulders have become so stiff recently. You can't lie down on the left or right, so you can't sleep well."

The old man raised his eyelids, hehe, I really met a powerful girl.

Looking at the four people who were serious about buying goods over there, the old man lowered his voice: "You choose slowly, and when they leave, the old man will show you some good things."

Tan Mianmian understood in seconds that this was to give her benefits in exchange for her to see a doctor for him, so she pretended to choose among the rags.

After a while, the four of them left only one woman left. Her face was dark, but her neck was white. It looked like she had faked it, but obviously, the disguise was not distracting.

The woman's eyes didn't stop after she entered the door. Now she was picking and choosing but couldn't find anything good, so she began to grind with the old man, insisting that he open a locked door.

"It was just delivered and hasn't been sorted out. I want it. After half a month, the things in this yard are emptied before I can replace it with the latest one."

"Grandpa, can you accommodate me?" The woman gave him a dime.

The old man twitched the corners of his mouth, blaming one leader at a time for not being able to take on the responsibility, and the way he didn't get in, made the woman very angry.

You can eat a few steamed buns in a state-run restaurant for a dime, and this old man still hates it?
She thought about bringing all five elder brothers next time, to frighten him, to give the old man a serious blow, and to reveal all the good things.

Ji Yuke said that before, he bought a brand new pen at a second-hand shop. A pen costs [-] yuan, and you can get it for a few cents. Who wouldn't be tempted, but this old man is just as stupid, hmph.

The woman didn't catch anything, turned around and left.

When she was leaving, she passed Tan Mianmian who was holding two wooden sticks. Because she didn't get what she wanted, she was upset and gave Tan Mianmian a blank look.

The clothes are not patched, so white, they must not be a good person, the woman, that is, Gao Mei, thought so.

After Gao Mei left, the old man hurriedly closed the door and only greeted Tan Mianmian. "Girl, come here."

It looked like something good, and Tan Mianmian also showed a wicked smile to cooperate, which made the old man couldn't help but laugh.

This child, at first glance, looks like a city person, and she has no airs. Sincere equality is one of the reasons why the old man favors her.

"The glass jars you're looking for aren't worth much. You need a dozen or so, but I don't have more than that in my house."

The old man has guarded the junk yard for seven or eight years, how can he not have some good things in his hand, he won't take them home, he just hides in this junk yard, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

As soon as the door was opened, the front section was a shelf made up of wooden slats, on which were placed some well-categorized things. The ground looked messy, but the things were much better than the outside.

The old man explained casually; "The good things have to be released little by little, or the things that cost a few cents a catty outside will be brought in, and it will all be a loss."

Tan Mianmian thought, is there any way to manage this junk yard?
The old man rummaged around. "As for needles... Let me think about it. In the second half of last year, an old doctor came over and sold this. Because it was too expensive, I didn't dare to sell it. I always think it should be given to someone who knows the goods. Take a look."

He gave her two sets of acupuncture needles in thick cotton bags to show her.

(End of this chapter)