"Hahaha, Siya, I'll go stand guard first."

Five minutes later, Yi Chusan pushed the car out of the house and handed the chain and keys to Siya, who was waiting downstairs and refused to get up.

Yi Chusan had no choice but to do this.

Seeing Siya pushing the car away in shame and anger, she reminded her directly from behind.

"Ignore you."

Shang Siya touched her lips, which were still numb at the moment, and the sides of her cheeks turned red unconsciously. The third grade of junior high school... is really bad.

Recalling the scene just now, my little heart was beating even more, and I quickly quickened my pace and walked towards the bedroom.

…

The west gate of the driving school is located. I haven’t been here since practicing subject three. Now that I come here again, it feels quite fresh.

Looking at those people practicing subject two, and seeing my subject two coach still training in the familiar position, I couldn't help but smile.

When we entered the office hall, it was not yet eight o'clock, and not all the staff were there yet, but some people were there.

That's it, we are directly approaching.

"Hello, I passed subject three yesterday and I'm here to stand guard today."

Looking at the female staff member, who was around thirty years old, working on the computer, Yi Chusan could not see the specific situation.

"Standing guard?"

"..."

"..."

Things were simpler and smoother than Yi Chusan expected.

The guard duty was arranged quickly. I had heard about the course before. You could pay 100 yuan to avoid this process.

But Yi Chusan feels that he will be driving next week, so he should first see how others drive.

That’s just three hours in one morning.

Moreover, the appointment for subject four was directly entered into the list by this staff member, and the course went so smoothly.

Suddenly, the course was worth it, otherwise...it would have cost me more time, and I would just have to wait.

Because next, a group of four people headed to the intersection in the city.

****

All right!

Yi Chusan admitted it!

Standing guard is indeed a bit boring and a waste of time. If Siya, Jiahan, and the squad leader want to stand guard next, they will be informed in advance.

A team of four people went to stand guard at an intersection near the city center, and they didn't know each other.

Yi Chusan didn't have much interest in getting to know him either.

Taking the slip given by the driving school, we arrived at the designated place. The traffic police handed out reflective vests and small yellow flags, and then they started to stand guard. It was eight o'clock when we left, and it was around eight-thirty when we arrived.

The whole process is not complicated. After the morning rush hour, the entire intersection is much slower.

It’s half past eleven in the morning!

At the end of the guard duty, there were no special circumstances and no car accidents. The traffic police stamped and signed the form.

So... that’s all for standing guard?

"Hello boss!"

Watching the little boss walk in, Fang Yiman smiled and said hello.

"Um."

"How's the traffic today?"

On Thursday, generally speaking, the passenger flow is average. I glanced at the other staff in the outer hall and nodded.

However, among the five people, Fang Yiman was really familiar with her, probably because she took the initiative to say hello every time she saw him.

“The customer flow is not bad, but the transaction rate is average.”

"On the contrary, the cultural and entertainment area is better. Those old rice papers... there have been a lot of inquiries in the past two days, and they all have reservations."

"Three more people came just now, and Manager Zhou is talking to them inside."

Fang Yiman responded.

I am responsible for the area of ​​jade and antiques, especially the antiques. The sales of pens, inks, paper and inkstones are pretty good, especially old rice paper. I have had a lot of inquiries in the past two days.

It seems that many people know that there is old rice paper in the store.

As long as it just came on the shelves... it would be bought out within a short time, and the price would be very high. Now there are still people pointing inside with one finger as they speak.

"Old rice paper?"

"Okay, I get it."

Yi Chusan muttered, knowing what he was thinking, waved his hand to Fang Yiman, and walked around the store minding his own business.

When we walked to the calligraphy and painting pavilion, my painting was still hanging there, as were several other paintings. After all, the sales were slower.

"Haha, Mr. Wu, please rest assured that Taixingxing will never let you down."

"Next week... there will definitely be goods you are satisfied with."

Just as he was sighing, several people walked out of the room. It was Uncle Jiahan and three middle-aged men he didn't know. Brother Qian was also beside him.

He nodded at the looks that Uncle Jiahan and Brother Qian were looking at, and walked directly into the inner room first.

Didn't pay close attention to what they were talking about.

Three minutes later!

"On the third day of junior high school, it seems that our reputation in Taixingxing has spread very quickly in the hegemonic city."

"Especially since we have information about old rice paper here."

"There have been a lot of inquiries in the past two days, and the bids are gradually increasing. For example, the price of rice paper from the Xianfeng period is 50,000 yuan a piece."

"Earlier ones, such as those during the Qianlong period, had bids of 120,000 yuan."

"The three people just came here because of their reputation. They wanted to buy ten pieces of rice paper from the Qianlong period. They paid half of the deposit, six hundred thousand!"

"I'm going to hand them a handful of rice paper next week."

Zhou Hengguang and Qian Ge came back from outside the store with faint smiles on their faces. This is how business is done, and this is how it is played in the industry.

“Where’s the rice paper from the Ming Dynasty?”

Yi Chusan's laughter.

The purpose of those people buying old rice paper is nothing more than that, and it has nothing to do with them. They are just buying rice paper, and they do not violate the law.

“The rice paper of the Ming Dynasty!”

"According to the rules in the industry, the price is actually not much different. After all, the purpose of the rice paper determines its price."

"But the price of rice paper handed down from some glorious times in ancient times, even those of famous painters, is absolutely very high."

Zhou Hengguang responded.

Those people who bought rice paper also had to reprocess and sell them. The famous people in history did not become more famous as the dynasty progressed.

So old rice paper does not become more valuable as it gets older, but... it is indeed very precious.

"That's it..., I'll send some more next week."

"Control the amount of old rice paper flowing out."

This time when I came out of the dream world, I didn't bring much rice paper, but that's it... I'll bring more next time, and then I was reminded again.

"That's natural."

"After all, the circle of people who need old rice paper is not that big."

Zhou Hengguang nodded and smiled.

"How was your chat with Manager Huang?"

Yi Chusan was sitting on the sofa, and Brother Qian was making tea. The rice paper business was not big, but it was definitely a sign of supporting Taixing.

The conversation changed to another matter.

"I had a chat with Manager Huang last night, but he didn't know very well, so I asked Lin'an Black Cat Network specifically."
Chapter completed!