God Level Golden Eye

"You two are in the same company?"

"I don't know, it's just a pure antique collection or an antique shop?"

Lin Huaimin was also very curious about Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao, and always felt that these two young people were the same kind of people as himself.

"We are in an antique shop, but in a larger city, so the business is decent. The main purpose of coming out this time is to find some antiques."

Song Yun came directly to admit this kind of thing. There was no need to hide it. As for his little fame in Ninghua City, it seems that it would not be spread to such a small county, let alone the one in front of him. Lin Huaiming's old man opened an antique shop not to sell antiques at all. In fact, he was just to pass the time and find something for himself to do. The teahouse is probably a place similar to the gathering of interest groups.

"Ok!"

"Prosperity antiques, troubled times gold. We are undoubtedly in a prosperous age. The antique business is very easy to do, especially in big cities. I have been in big cities for a few years. To be honest, I make more money, but I am older. When I get older, I want to return to my hometown. I think this kind of place is suitable for me to provide for my elderly care.

Lin Huaimin was holding his tureen in his hand, and he would take a sip when he stopped talking.

"Boss Lin, your place is really good. The two of us have walked through a lot of places. Honestly, we have never seen a place like this. It's not luxurious, especially the antiques in the store. It’s valuable, but it feels very comfortable."

Tang Miaomiao appreciates this very much. He doesn't know if he will have such a mental and spiritual realm at Lin Huaimin's age.

"I'm just older, so I don't need to toss about it. You are still young now, and it should be the time when you were angry."

Lin Huaiming smiled. When he was young, he liked big cities and a lively life. Now it is only because of his old age that he hides in the small county.

"Your business here is not so good, right?!"

Song Yun was also very curious about this issue. This morning, there were only two guests, Tang Miaomiao and himself. This is still the case in the afternoon. It can be seen that Lin Huaiming's business here is really not very good.

"It's really not so good. In a small county, unless it's the New Year's Day, otherwise there are fewer people. Most of them have already gone to work. Young people like to drink tea less, and they like milk tea more than tea. I The sound of this place can be said to be a monk. Except for some old friends, I occasionally come here to sit, chat, look at antiques and so on. Normally, there is not even a single guest at the end of the day, so I will pass the time. Think of it as finding something for your retirement life, reading a book and drinking tea, opening a shop when time is up, and closing the door when time is up."

Lin Huaiming shook his head. The teahouse business is indeed not very good, but he doesn't care about this at all. If he wants to make money, he has already made enough.

Song Yun thought that this is really a Buddhism, but this kind of mentality is really good. It is not a good thing to make money all day long. Of course, this is only for people who are not short of money at all, and for those who have not even enough food and clothing. As far as people are concerned, the sky is big and the earth is big.

Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Lin Huaiming, you and I chatted with each other. They are all antique players. They are naturally very harmonious and harmonious. Unknowingly, time slips away very fast, and the sun shining through the window has passed. Oblique, it's already evening.

"Old man!"

"Where did you die!"

"Come out!"

Lin Huaiming was taken aback, and immediately stood up and walked out. After a while, he walked in with an old lady about the same age.

"Hahaha!"

"I would like to introduce you to my wife, Du Min, who is an elementary school teacher. You can just call it Teacher Du."

Lin Huaiming walked to Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao, and pointed to the old lady beside him.

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao stood up immediately.

"Hello, Teacher Du, this is Song Yun."

"Hello, Teacher Du, I am Tang Miaomiao, I am very happy to see you."

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao stood upright and introduced themselves.

"You don't need to be so cautious, I am a teacher, but not your teacher."

"But looking at you like this, you must have been very skinny when you were young!"

Du Min couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao's reaction.

"Hey!"

"She didn't know, I was really skinny, I didn't do well in school, and I didn't graduate from high school!"

Song Yun shook his head a little embarrassedly. Although Du Min is not his own teacher, but the instinctive reaction formed by going to school for many years, as long as he sees the teacher, he is immediately respectful.