Ignoring the looks that several people in the room looked at him, Li Xuewu continued: "Pay attention to the situation over there at Erhai. If something is wrong, stop it temporarily."

"Biaozi is more in contact with the mountain. Tomorrow I will take you to meet the leaders of my father's hospital to discuss and see if we can grow medicinal materials on the mountain."

After Li Xuewu finished speaking, he looked at a few people and asked, "Let's talk about it now. If you have any questions, let's discuss it together."

Several people in the room had not yet digested what Li Xuewu had just said, and now they looked at each other in confusion.

In the end, it was the eldest grandma who spoke first and asked: "This... will this affect our normal business if we do this? Will anyone come to check? Are the things in the front house still sold?"

"What should the frontman do? Let's wait until someone comes to cause trouble. As for the frontman's things..."

Li Xuewu thought for a while and said: "There are no big problems with electrical appliances and refurbished products. It's just furniture."

Having said this, Li Xuewu looked at his eldest grandmother and asked, "How much more exaggerated furniture with the old style do we still have in our warehouse?"

"There must be people of all ages, and now the four warehouses have these."

The eldest grandma frowned and said: "Lao San collected them when those people were moving. If they were sold cheaply, it would be inappropriate. If they were sold too expensive, no one would buy them."

"Then we all move to Dongfeng Club"

Li Xuewu flicked the ashes from his cigarette and said simply: "We will need furniture over there in the future. Let's check with the accounting office."

After that, he explained to Grandma and Lao Biaozi: "In the future, the store will sell more new furniture. Let Grandma and Erye take a look at the old ones. They will repair whatever can be repaired. The valuable and usable ones will be sent to the Dongfeng Club.

If it’s not valuable, just dismantle it and use it as spare parts.”

Grandma and Lao Biaozi both nodded. These furniture were indeed good furniture, but they couldn't be sold for the time being and couldn't be saved, so they had to give them away.

In fact, everyone understood that the Dongfeng Club was also the property of the recycling bin. The house was just a rental procedure, and the book was still in Li Xuewu's hands.

Everything added to it belongs to the recycling bin. If you think about it this way, it would be a loss if you collected these things like crazy in the first place.

Seeing his grandma frowning, Li Xuewu didn't care about it.

The value of furniture is not only reflected in its use, but also in its history and the value of the materials used.

The original old furniture at Dongfeng No. 1 was all worn out, and Ding Wanqiu's prodigal son didn't care about it. He just left it there and sold it when he ran out of money. There wasn't much good stuff left.

Fortunately, there is a lot of furniture here, so tidying it up will just fill the gap there.

It’s not considered a loss. It was paid at a low price when it was collected. If it can be used and the materials used are preserved, it will definitely not be a loss.

The value retention rate of those Western-style and Republican-style furniture is not high, because the materials may be good, but they are not put on the surface, and the surface is all leather.

"This... I mean, if we follow your arrangement and collect the things, what should we do?"

Second Master Ye frowned and looked at Li Xuewu. He was also confused now. It was absolutely impossible for his employer to suffer a loss, let alone a fool. So this business of collecting antiques at a low price could only be true.

But according to the boss's wishes, don't you really take these things to recycle?

"Temporarily store it in the basement of the North Warehouse, I'll handle it"

Li Xuewu took a puff of cigarette and said: "I come back every Saturday, it's convenient."

When Ye Erye heard this, he could only frown slightly and nod. No matter how his boss dealt with it, it would be better than returning it to the furnace.

He is a professional in appraising these things, so of course he knows that it is impossible to charge them at scrap prices, so these things are really scraps.

Ye Erye didn't care about the historical and cultural value of these things, he just felt that it would be a waste of money if he really returned to them.

"Of course, don't be too fake"

Li Xuewu took a drag on his cigarette, squinted his eyes and said, "On weekdays, I pick out some imitations and keep them. Every few days, I pile them up at the door and smash them. They have to look good."

Old calligraphy and paintings can be used to make paper, old goldware can be recycled to make iron, and old porcelain and jade can be re-fired to make pickle jars.

"In the future, we will also have some printed books and notebooks for sale in the store. Let's talk about the paper they are made of. There will also be a blue and white porcelain pickle jar!"

Tonight, everyone in the sitting room did not listen to Li Xuewu explaining the situation to them, but only listened to him telling them how to act.

Li Xuewu was not prepared to sit in the room. How could these people understand the situation? The age of the several people in this room was not old enough for a university.

Lao Biaozi and others also knew that they did not need to use their brains to figure out what to do, as long as Li Xuewu told them how to do it, they would do it.

Li Xuewu really doesn't want to overthrow the house. These people will think about whatever they want during this period, and they will look like they are taking root.

After finishing talking to a few people, Li Xuewu looked at the time before going out, and it was already ten o'clock.

Lao Biaozi followed Li Xuewu out to feed the horses. Before the two parted ways inside the screen door, Li Xuewu inquired about the progress of Lao Biaozi's relationship.

"Hey! Don't mention it"

Lao Biaozi smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "They didn't even look at me. Afterwards, Wang Yajuan said that they thought I was ugly and uneducated."

Li Xuewu looked Lao Biaozi up and down and said, "I am indeed right."

After saying this, he saw that the old Biaozi was about to cry. Li Xuewu smiled and asked: "But you just showed your ugliness and lack of culture?"

"How are you showing? What are you showing?!"

Lao Biaozi may have been really moved, but now he looked very anxious at Li Xuewu.

He knew that Brother Wu had a way of dealing with people, so he had wanted to ask for advice that night, but he didn't say it out loud.

After collecting rags and wandering around for so long, I finally met my heart... the 1143rd good girl.

He persuaded Wang Yajuan to invite him to watch a movie together, and he gave him soda and snacks. When the movie was over, he patted his butt and left.

Wang Yajuan tried her best to help him match up, but it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

It is not an exaggeration to say that today's college students are the pride of heaven, especially the good-looking female college students, who are from the drama school. Their heads are so high that they can look up to the old guy?

It’s not like Wang Yajuan has never persuaded Lao Biaozi to change his goal, but this guy is stubborn.

If you can't catch up with this one, why don't you wait a day or two before you like the next one?

The main thing is dedicated!

"Master Zeng didn't come today?"

After Li Xuewu took a look at the old Biaozi, he pointed to his hair and said: "Take a good look at your hair, and then go to the place where you picked up your clothes last time. Find someone to pack some clothes for you. People rely on clothes.

An, do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand! I understand!"

As soon as Lao Biaozi heard what Brother Wu said, he regained his confidence. He stared at Li Xuewu and asked, "What's next? What should I do next?"

"What's next~"

Li Xuewu paused deliberately and said with a smile: "You think you have a new haircut and new clothes, right? Your mood is already better, and you have forgotten the pain of not being liked. Do your best.

Let’s live, what else can we do?”

"...Brother Wu~"

Lao Biaozi's face turned the color of soy sauce. He took Li Xuewu's arm and begged: "Save my brother, he's fallen in love~"

"Heh~~~"

Li Xuewu looked at Lao Biaozi with disgust on his face and said: "You still need me to save you? You said that you fell in love and even the toes of your shoes didn't get wet. You call this a sea of ​​love?"

"I'm serious this time!"

"When did you not take it seriously?"

"I'm really tempted!"

"Congratulations, you still have heart~"

"She's really beautiful!"

"Whenever I'm not beautiful, you can't even notice me if I'm not beautiful!"

…

Li Xuewu knew this brother very well. He was very ambitious in choosing a partner, but his fate was as thin as paper.

When Lao Biaozi saw Li Xuewu teasing him, he knew that Brother Wu had an idea in mind, and he would not let go.

Even though Da Qingma was waiting there and scolded him, he still wouldn't let Li Xuewu go.

"Brother Wu~ Just help me~"

"Hey~ Yeah~"

Li Xuewu grinned and said with disgust: "If you dare to use Li Xue's tricks again, I will destroy you and make you never want to find a partner in your life."

Seeing the coward's appearance, Li Xuewu continued helplessly: "Just say it once, listen clearly."

Seeing Li Xuewu speak, Lao Biaozi stared at Li Xuewu intently, just waiting for Brother Wu to teach him a few tricks to take pictures of his mother-in-law.

"Don't we have a courtyard opposite the Drama School? You can move there in the future."

Li Xuewu raised his eyebrows and said: "She comes to school in the morning, so you go out to work with her at the same time, and you return to the hospital at the same time after school."

"There is a girl named Tong Huimei in the Dongfeng Club. You go find her to help you. You drive her to find her classmates a few more times. It is best for her to see her."

"But remember, don't look at her or talk to her."

Li Xuewu warned: "Whenever she takes the initiative to talk to you, just tell her that there are too many houses at home and she is busy with her job as a manager. She just came to stay here for a few days and that Tong Huimei is just your friend.

Then leave and never come back to that courtyard again."
To be continued...