At this time, loaders and unloaders were constantly busy.

In the early morning of autumn, there was a cool breeze, but these workers were sweating profusely.

The vans are full of old furniture that cannot be considered completely old.

"Why does this little Jiangcheng have so much old furniture?"

Zhao Yiran muttered in his heart.

"Come on, little brother, please let me go, be careful not to touch you."

Behind him, a gasping sound came.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yiran hurriedly avoided the side.

Even with Xiao Ling, he also avoided it.

Several loaders and unloaders, wearing sweat towels, carried a large solid wood sofa with paint loss, passed by Zhao Yiran.

As these people were carrying the sofa by, Zhao Yiran's eyes fell tightly on the sofa, his eyes swept across the sofa, and he was exploring the situation of the sofa.

Since Xiao Ling evolved last night, Zhao Yiran's strength has also improved. He doesn't have to deliberately condense spiritual power to his eyes to analyze things as before.

"No problem was found."

Zhao Yiran's gaze moved away from the sofa and shook his head slightly.

Looking around and looking at the equivalent scene, Zhao Yiran squatted down and stroked and rubbed Xiaoling's head.

"Xiao Ling, go around the street, and there are warehouses of various stores... see if there is any...well, go."

Zhao Yiran leaned in Xiaoling's ear and said softly.

At present, this fresh goods market is a way for Zhao Yiran to find a mysterious way.

As for the "buzzing" Time Street, if Zhao Yiran goes around one by one, it will take too much time.

Besides, Xiao Ling is better at discovering the mysterious thing than him.

Zhao Yiran, who had previously turned over all old furniture shops, said that the stock of these old furniture shops was placed in the shack warehouse attached to the back of the shop.

In this regard, Xiao Ling checked each shack warehouse, which was more convenient than he did.

...

“Hahu~Hahu~!”

Hearing the owner's words, Xiaoling stuck out her tongue and vented, then turned around and ran to a shop not far away that was also moving.

After Xiaoling left, Zhao Yiran clapped his hands, stood up, looked up at the door of the shop called "Xinsheng Old Materials Furniture" in front of him, and nodded silently.

This is the shop where he bought erotic furniture and chairs.

"It's not too long, this boss should still remember me, right?"

Zhao Yiran smashed his mouth, and he spent more than 2,000 yuan here.

Just as Zhao Yiran was looking at the shop sign, a familiar figure appeared among the loaders and unloaders.

"Huh? Young man, why are you? Are you here to buy furniture again?"

Before Zhao Yiran could speak, he also saw his shop owner Cheng Xinsheng greeting Zhao Yiran enthusiastically.

"Yes, boss, I have a classmate asking me to help him see the old furniture. The old furniture I bought from you last time was so fond of, and the price was affordable!"

Zhao Yiran grinned.

"Walk around, it says that there is chaos here."

As business comes, Cheng Xinsheng’s smile on his face becomes even brighter.

...

"You mean you want the furniture style you bought here last time?"

In a simple reception room, Cheng Xinsheng poured a glass of water for Zhao Yiran and asked.

"That's right, it's the old furniture of the same style I bought last time. My classmates like that. Do you see if there is any such furniture in your store?"

Zhao Yiran received the water handed over by Xinsheng, nodded and looked around at the display and decorations in the reception room.

Zhao Yiran, who was desperately in need of the Spirit Pearl, did not want to let go of any mystery that might be hidden.

The furniture Zhao Yiran bought here last time was made of wooden furniture from the 1970s and 1980s, sofas, dining tables, benches and chairs.

This type of furniture is made of pure solid wood, covered with red paint or yellow paint, and it feels smooth and has a style that is particularly in line with the era of that time - the singular!

For those who are young people who like fabric furniture or leather furniture now, this kind of furniture can really be called old furniture.

Zhao Yiran chose to buy it because of price issues.

Speaking of likes, who doesn’t like the “Niu Concubine Couch”?

It can be said that the sofa can handle bed affairs, which is what Zhao Yiran understands as the role of the imperial concubine couch.

Of course, the painted pure wood furniture produced in the 1970s and 1980s cannot do this, otherwise it would have to be bleeding.

"That kind of furniture is indeed rare. Some of them are in rags when they are collected and cannot be sold. The only ones in my store have a better appearance. I bought them last time... If tomorrow, there are two boxes of goods to arrive. Please wait for me to see if there is any furniture of that style in it."

Cheng Xinsheng thought to himself while touching his chin, then took out a piece of wrinkled paper, which was densely written on it.

"That's great. I'm sorry, I'm going to bother with Boss Cheng."

Zhao Yiran said politely.

When he heard Cheng Xinsheng mention that there would be two boxes of goods to arrive tomorrow, and looking at the outer door through the window of the reception room, Zhao Yiran thought to himself: "Boss Cheng, how can we have so much old furniture in our small Jiangcheng? I see that there are so many boxes of old furniture on this street to load and unload old furniture, and the newly divided Linjiang District can't create so much old furniture, right?"

Cheng Xinsheng, who looked down at the list, smiled and said, "Hehe, of course, there is not so much old furniture in the demolition of Linjiang District. These furniture are collected from neighboring counties and towns. There are few people in our industry. In other words, there are many people doing this business on Shiguang Street in Jiangcheng. Many surrounding counties also come to our side to buy old furniture."

"Oh, so that's it!"

Zhao Yiran nodded in understanding and continued to ask: "Where did you collect the old furniture I bought before? Not to mention, it is really practical and affordable. Of course, this is inseparable from Boss Cheng, you are good-minded and take care of our newly graduated students."

While Zhao Yiran asked, he also praised Cheng Xinsheng.

"Well, I don't know where to collect it. We are also a first-level businessman. There are many connected customers below. They go to collect furniture and then send it to us."

Cheng Xinsheng, who was busy reading the list, didn't think much about Zhao Yiran's question and answered directly.

Hearing this, Zhao Yiran felt a little regretful.

To be honest, he wanted to find the specific source of the chair. In this way, the chance of encountering mystery again would be higher, and he would get more spiritual beads.

"Hey, I found it, it's true!"

Just as Zhao Yiran was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, Cheng Xinsheng, who was standing beside him, pointed to the list paper in his hand and suddenly said.

Zhao Yiran hurriedly came up to take a look.

"Look here, 1.2*1.2 square table, willow wood, red paint, 2.3*0.3 long bench, locust wood, red paint... and a single sofa!"

Cheng Xinsheng pointed to the list and asked Zhao Yiran to see.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran looked happy.
Chapter completed!