daily life games

"Do you want to see this brush in my house?"

The woman from the first family took out a writing brush from the house and handed it over carefully.

Shen De motioned to the man to put it on the table, then picked it up and looked at it.

In fact, even without Shen De looking at it, Chen Yingjun could tell at a glance that this brush was not very valuable.

Things from the Republic of China to modern times can also be considered as things with a certain age.

"One hundred dollars, I want this hundred."

Shen De put down the teapot and made an offer.

"No, it's too cheap."

The man said hesitantly.

"forget about it."

Shen De waved his hands and planned to leave.

"Okay, a hundred is a hundred, you can take the money."

Seeing that Shen De had no intention of increasing the price, the woman nodded and said.

Chen Yingjun took out the money and directly took the brush in his hand. As for whether he cherished it or not, there was no such thing as this.

It's just an ordinary writing brush, probably if it wasn't for the purpose of opening a business.

Inspire other people's enthusiasm. Only fools buy this brush.

This is how you treat someone you really like. If you don't like someone, two hundred dollars is probably too expensive.

I'll pay you back a hundred yuan, and you won't need to pay any extra money.

Seeing that Chen Yingjun and Shen De really bought the man's brush, more people were tempted.

We almost got into a fight over whose house we should go to first.

Chen Yingjun and Shen De drove here in a Mercedes-Benz. They seemed quite wealthy, but who knew whether they would be like that boy last time and lose half of their money after receiving it.

"Don't argue. Let's go one by one. If we don't have any money today, we'll come back tomorrow. We're not far away."

Shen De said with a smile.

This is the effect he wants, the effect of one hundred.

In order to collect a good item, it doesn't matter how many times you run.

As for whether the money is enough, even if there is still money, if you charge too much, you will have to say that you have no money and come back after a while.

Otherwise, if money and silk attract people's hearts, who knows if it will make others have other ideas.

The second family brought out a chipped plate. Needless to say, it was either an antique or an antique. With such a big hole, it was worthless.

The third person brought out a pen holder, and Chen Yingjun also accepted it for 100 yuan.

In the next half hour, I didn't receive any goods. I looked at a lot of things, but not to mention antiques, there wasn't even anything that looked similar.

At around 11 o'clock in the morning, Chen Yingjun and Shen De arrived at a family's home at the east end of the village.

Looking at the wood carvings on the door, Chen Yingjun felt a little dazed.

Some of the carvings on the door edge are dilapidated, and some are completely unrecognizable. However, just from the remaining carvings, you can still imagine how exquisite the door was at that time.

There are two stone lions placed at the door. They are not too big and are different from the stone lions placed in front of the door in later generations. They are just rectangular stone piers with a lion carved on the front.

Chen Yingjun and Shen De looked at each other and must have found the rightful owner.

The two of them remained calm and looked around casually as they walked into the yard, just like they did in other people's homes.

The middle-aged man accompanied him and said: "The one was taken away two days ago. Do you like the other brushes and beds in this room? Do you like anything?"

The man pointed to a pile of four treasures of the study in the room.

After Shen De glanced around, he finally chose a black pen. It looked very old-fashioned, but it was also quite pleasing to the eye.

Shen De looked at it and touched it again.

"Boss, this pen is good. I want it. How much does it cost?"

"Are there any other old objects?"

Chen Yingjun also looked casual.

If you get too excited, people might see that it's a good thing.

As he spoke, Chen Yingjun stood up and walked around the room looking around.

"two hundred?"

The man gritted his teeth and made a price.

"Here, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."

Shen De paid the bill for the brush, then left with Chen Yingjun. Now he is rushing back so he can have lunch.

Chen Yingjun also saw it at a glance, but he didn't make any announcement about it. He didn't receive anything good, and it didn't make any sense to give it to him.

"This is a writing brush used by the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty. It is worth a small amount of money!"

Chen Yingjun didn't care. He chatted with Mr. Shen De again and then went back to school. The school sports meeting happened to be held in the afternoon, so he planned to go and see it.

When I returned to the dormitory, I found that these people had not left yet, so I played in the dormitory for a while and then prepared to go there.

Chen Yingjun and his party merged into the flow of people heading to the playground.

Students in twos and threes formed a crowd and were walking towards the playground.

The annual spring sports meeting is a major event of Jiangcheng University and has the largest number of participants.

Those who know each other will greet each other, and those who are dating will make an appointment and stand together when the time comes.

People who have feelings occasionally make eye contact. Although they dare not hold hands or hug each other, they are still very sweet.

With classes as the obvious dividing line, the entire playground was packed with people, like a vast ocean of people.

After finally finding my class, Teacher Liu was already there, explaining something to Shen Heping.

Liu Siying was slightly surprised when she saw Chen Yingjun coming over.

Normally, Chen Yingjun rarely comes to class. For activities like this, Chen Yingjun would definitely not participate if he could.

And remember, didn’t you go out with the old man in the morning?

"Teacher Liu, I'm sorry, we are late."

Fan Tiancheng took two quick steps and went over to say hello to Liu Siying. He was considered a class committee member after all. Now Shen Xin's class leader has been dismissed and the deputy class leader has taken over.

"It's okay. When you come here, help organize the students and get familiar with the venue. There will be students participating in the project soon. Remember to organize everyone to cheer..." Liu Siying explained briefly.

"good."

Fan Tiancheng nodded, went to the class to ask for a project statistics form, and then got busy.

Chen Yingjun and others went directly to the stands. They arrived a little late, and only the top seats were left, but they were just right for them.

"You are the squad leader in fighting. This kind of large-scale activity is the best time to test whether a squad leader is qualified."

"How many students in our class are participating in how many projects today, who is participating in which project, where is the project location, and who to sign up for."

"Which teacher to register with and which batch you are in must be clear."

Liu Siying was assigning tasks to the monitors of the four classes. Chen Yingjun also saw Xiang Shanshan but did not speak. Xiang Shanshan also listened absently to Liu Siying's words.

"The school's loudspeaker only broadcasts two or three times. Some students can't hear clearly. Maybe the project has started and they still can't find the place."

"We need to contact him at this time, be prepared to make phone calls and other things, organize other people in the class, cheer for the students, shout slogans, and make it lively..."