Du Ting's conjecture has been confirmed. It seems that Mingyuan may be the prince of a gang in Taiwan.
Just chatting, Du Ting saw Shen Yan come out of the pawn shop, and his face didn't look very good.
He took out his cigarette and threw it on the ground. After stamping it out with his feet, Du Ting ran over and asked, "what's the matter? Did the pawnbrokers fool you? "
"It's Mingyuan that's killing us!" Shen Yan was furious, "his brooch is a goods! It's only worth a few hundred dollars! "
Shen Yan thought of the scene just now, and he felt ashamed and flustered.
At that time, he handed over the brooch. The boss took the instrument to identify for a while, and said with a smile: "little brother, this brooch is made of Xibei. However, the imitation is not bad. It can be sold up to 2000 yuan on the market. But if the value of this kind of goods is not maintained, it may be sold at a low price tomorrow, and I will lose money easily if I take it. Well, I don't think it's easy for you to be young. It's 600 yuan for three. "
Shen Yan doesn't believe in evil. He thinks that Mingyuan's clothes are not bad, so he can't take a fake with him. He went to the pawn shop next door to inspect the goods and got the same answer.
The owner said, "my little friend, I've been a store for ten years. I have no problem with my reputation. Your brooch looks high-grade, but it's actually a imitation of the j family's high-end model. All the broken diamonds are fake. Only one of these three pearls is real, but the color is not good. I can give you 500 at most. It's up to you to be wrong. "
Shen Yan couldn't do it, so he had to have the cheek to go to the previous boss, and in the end, he only paid 550 yuan.
"It shouldn't be..." Du Ting frowned.
Not to mention that Xinglian gang has so much money, even if they don't have money, they won't let the prince take the fake with them.
Is Did you guess wrong? In fact, Mingyuan is not an important figure in a gang?
"Ah..." Shen Yan sighed and said bitterly, "I guess Mingyuan estimates that he is in the skin and meat business. " It's a good look on the surface. It's also a good face. It's the style of a nightclub cowboy to wear a fake as a facade.
Du Ting took a puff from the corner of his mouth. He thought that Mingyuan's temperament was not like a duck, but he couldn't think of a more reasonable guess.
"Well, don't be angry." Du Ting comforted, "it's 550 yuan, a lot."
Now Xiangjiang's average salary is about 1000 yuan, and 550 yuan is equivalent to half a month's salary of the working class, which is indeed not small.
Shen Yan is in a better mood. Just now he is so angry. First, he feels ashamed. Second, he feels cheated. Third, at first, he hopes to report too much, so he feels too disappointed.
"Go, buy a bed!" Shen Yan said happily.
"It's not suitable to buy a bed now. We might as well make one ourselves." Du Ting said.
"Can you still make furniture?" Shen Yan surprised.
Du Ting scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm not very good at it. I just want to make do with some materials. It's cold now. It's better to buy some thick quilts and add some new clothes for my sister. Spring is coming. She's going to school. We might as well buy Stationery first. Kindergarten tuition seems to be 40 yuan, which is enough for the time being. "
"Well, you're very thoughtful." Shen Yan embraces Du Ting's shoulder.
Du Ting smiles shyly, shows a few teeth and looks at the silly. He thinks that now is the happy family. He and Wen Chenyan are parents and will worry about the growth of his little sister together.