Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 31: Xu Mao Huang looked closer
Ximen Lang was really surprised that his taciturn father actually understood all these things.

Especially since he said it so clearly, it seemed like it was true.
No, what he said seemed to be true!

Especially the price of Big Black Ten!
Although the price of a Big Black Ten on the Internet is as high as 45 yuan with just a simple search.

But if you have actually sold something, you will know that the actual situation is not what is said on the Internet.

Especially Ximen Lang, who is both a private individual and a newbie, and is eager to cash in on the gains. He can be said to be a pure novice with full buffs.

Being able to sell it for around 30 yuan is already very generous of the boss.

Fortunately, the Big Black Ten was not a rare thing in 55.

Ximen Lang would grab some items from the real world and they would cost at least ten or twenty pieces.

In fact, if you are not afraid of selling too much at once, it will easily cause the price of Big Black Ten to collapse.

Ximen Lang could sell tens of thousands of products at once, and it was all done with ease and without any problem at all.

But shouldn’t the focus now be why his father knows these things?

Ximen Lang wondered, retracting all his scattered thoughts.

"Dad, I see you haven't studied this much, so how do you know all this?"

"Nonsense! You're either holding a phone or a computer all day long. You don't even skip meals, you watch a few videos while you eat!"

"You're as busy as the American president every day. Even if I were standing right in front of you studying, would you be willing to look up at me?"

What the old father said was definitely a bit exaggerated, but it was not too exaggerated.

In addition, Ximen Lang thought that his old father was very proficient and professional in this issue.

This was pure luck, as he happened to meet someone like Lao Qian, who was both interested in and good at it and who had actually taken the time to delve into it.

If you don’t believe it, ask Ximen Lang to try asking again with something else.

I promise that he won’t say a word if you ask him any questions!

Just like the ink bamboo painting spread out on the table, except when talking about the approximate price, he added a sentence.

What else did he say?

There was only one signature, and it looked familiar to him.

But even so, it is much better than Ximen Lang knowing nothing at all.

After careful thought, Ximen Lang finally recalled that his father liked to watch treasure appraisal programs and watch treasure appraisal videos whenever he had time.

It seems that my father is really talented in this area. He has figured out so many tricks just by watching festivals and thinking about it on his own.

He took out his cell phone, flipped through the many photos stored in it, and humbly asked his old father for advice.

Then, Ximen Lang asked his old father questions until he was speechless.

However, when the old father learned that these good things were collected by Ximen Lang in the past "year and a half",

The old father's first reaction
"Where on earth did you get all these good things?"

However, one of the most important reasons why Ximen Lang loved his father so much was that he never asked too many questions.

If you want to say it, say it. If you don’t want to say it, forget it.

As long as you don't commit any crime or abuse.

He wouldn't ask any more questions.

As for Ximen Lang, who didn't want the two elders to worry about him, he wouldn't say a single word to them. It was impossible to subdue Ximen Lang, a precious little kid, relying solely on the resolute Madam Ximen without the old father's help.

Therefore, a logical closed loop is directly formed.

Ximen Lang didn't say anything, his old father didn't ask, and it was useless for Mrs. Ximen to ask.

The family was very relaxed and happy and accepted the fact that Ximen Lang had become successful.

Then, it was almost inevitable.

Knowing that Ximen Lang would be back in the afternoon, the two elders specially prepared a large table of his favorite food for him. At the dinner table, they talked about Ximen Lang's marriage again.

"Look at the kid from Old Liu's family. He's younger than you, and his child is almost old enough to help with cooking. And then look at you. You're almost 30 years old. When can you bring me a wife so I can worry less?"

Then, Ximen Lang couldn't hold it anymore.

"What the hell? I'm already 30, and I've only been out of school for a few years! And that son of his who's just a bystander, I just had his full-moon celebration before the New Year!"

"He's not even a year old yet, and he's already playing with soy sauce? That means he's a monster! No, I have to go to his house and see if there's a monster there!"

As he said that, Ximen Lang was about to visit Lao Liu's house to see if this was true.

Mrs. Ximen was so angry that she just said what she had repeated countless times.
"Okay, okay, I can't control you anymore. I won't care about you anymore, okay?"

As Ximen Lang completely exhausted the topic of marriage, he also took the opportunity to express his own suggestions.

"Look, our family is rich now. Let alone a million or eight hundred thousand. Even tens of millions or hundreds of millions are easily available to us. We may not be able to spend it all in this lifetime. And you two are almost 60."

"What do you mean 60?! I'm only in my early 40s, okay?!"

"I learned it from you. Look, it's 2 years old, 2 years old, 2 years old, nearly 2 years old, almost 2 years old, 2 years old, then turn a few years, open a few years, close a few years, and finally give it a killer look."

"My goodness, if that's the case, then a young man in his early 20s like me won't have many years left to live!"

Even Ximen Lang himself was amused.

Ximen Lang continued.

"So I thought, why don't you two just stop doing your jobs? It's tiring and doesn't make any money, so what's the point?"

"Why don't you just give each of you a small goal? While you're still young, do whatever you want. First, travel around the country, and then travel abroad. Anyway, just have fun and be carefree. What do you think?"

Ximen Lang really wanted the two elders to have a leisurely life.

No matter what they do, as long as they are no longer as tired as they are now, and as long as it is not illegal, they can do anything, and Ximen Lang will support them in whatever they do.

It’s a pity that the deeply ingrained habits are simply beyond the comprehension of a young man like Ximen Lang.

One of them pretended not to hear, and the other pretended not to understand.

He picked up the things Ximen Lang brought back from Sijiu City and started chatting as if no one was around.

Then, because the 55-year-old Moutai showed no signs of aging, Ximen Lang was again scolded by his old father for being cheated and buying fake goods.

As for Mrs. Ximen, no one knew which sentence triggered the key words.

As we were chatting, the topic turned back to why Ximen Lang hadn't found a girlfriend yet.

Ximen Lang was so angry that he replied directly.
"I have so much money in my card. If I don't squander it for the rest of my 40s or 50s, will I be worthy of the money in my card?!"

　Wrong timing, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)