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314. Mother of Life 1

Duanmu Baolian lay on the table like a cat and asked: "Any more questions?"

"Last question!" Xia Ying said.

"Well, you tell me!" Duanmu Baolian said with a smile.

"Boss, can you move the gold in the storage room to your bedroom?" Xia Ying couldn't help it anymore and said, this is not how you play with money. Money is a sign of stupidity.

"I forgot!" Duanmu Baolian then remembered that the golden nugget she picked up made her excited at the time, but later she forgot about it. Anyway, it was both placed in the storage room and in the safe.

almost.

If a thief comes in, the first thing to pry open is the safe. As for the storage room, the thief may not even look at it, but it is much safer.

"Then let me help you take it up?" Xia Ying asked.

"Okay." Duanmu Baolian said, continuing to lie on the table in a daze.

Xia Ying had no choice but to go to the storage room and send her the golden lump upstairs. Then she walked out and asked, "Boss, what should I do with that old redwood?"

"Where are the old redwoods?" Duanmu Baolian asked blankly.

"This -" Xia Ying felt that his beautiful boss was very confused, so he ran to the storage room and took out the old redwood.

"It can prevent thieves." When Duanmu Baolian saw the piece of wood, she immediately understood that it was the scroll on the high imitation "Green Willow and Yellow Chicken Picture". After she used violence to saw it open, she removed the jadeite inside.

She took out the rosary. Then she threw the scroll in the storage room.

"This is not useful for preventing thieves," Xia Ying said.

"Well, what can this do?" Duanmu Baolian asked, "Cooking rice and making a stove?"

"Nowadays, we use induction cookers instead of using wood." Xia Ying said with a wry smile, "This can be sold for money."

"Seriously?" Duanmu Baolian asked, "In that case, just take it out and sell it." She didn't believe that this piece of broken wood could still be sold for money after it was smashed like this.

"Okay!" Xia Ying nodded. This was an antique street. If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a company not far away that bought old wood and sent it over. This thing was worth at least several thousand, enough for him as a boss.

I ate some summer ice cream.

"Then I'll go out, sell this, and buy some daily necessities?" Xia Ying said.

"Okay!" Duanmu Baolian continued to lie in front of the computer in a daze.

Xia Ying came back not long after he went out. He also carried a big bag of rice, some vegetables, and some messy daily necessities. After packing these things, he actually started to learn to cook.

It’s really not easy to find a job nowadays, it requires all kinds of skills.

So, when Mr. Mei returned to Jinmeifang at about six o'clock in the afternoon, he saw a tall, burly, strong man in an apron who hurriedly opened the door for him.

"Welcome to Jinmeifang, what would you like to see, sir?" Xia Ying hurriedly bowed and said, this is what the hotel doormen do.

Mr. Mei looked at him blankly. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Who will tell him who this person is? Didn't he go to the wrong door?

"Is this Jinmeifang?" Mr. Mei finally couldn't help but said.

"Yes, please come in, sir." Xia Ying said, "Our boss went upstairs to wash up and will be back soon."
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