In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 52

The wood commonly used in folk furniture is ash, or old elm, or paulownia, but paulownia is lighter, far less heavy than old elm, and it is not as beautiful as ash, and Song Hongguo is the last I decided to choose old elm, which is made of the same material as the doors and windows at home and complements each other better.

However, Song Hongguo wandered around, but couldn't make up her mind, "How come everything that looks good is intact?"

The system asked back with a dazed expression, "Isn't that bad? It has to be tattered?"

Song Hongguo took it for granted, "Nonsense, if it's not broken, how can I modify it? How do you let me do it when it's all good?"

The system gave a speechless suggestion, "Then you should start with the soft furnishings. None of the pieces of furniture you like are bad, but combined..."

Song Hongguo imagined the picture in his mind, and couldn't help frowning, "You mean it's too well-behaved?"

"More than that, it will look dull and depressing. It will be more suitable for middle-aged and elderly people. Anyway, it doesn't match the rural style you want."

Not only does it not fit well, Song Hongguo is so imaginary that she doesn't want to buy it. She said depressedly, "But Chinese furniture is just like this."

"So, we need to work hard on soft furnishings, such as flowers and plants, cotton and linen tablecloths, floral curtains, and rattan decorations..."

Song Hongguo's heart suddenly brightened when he heard the words, "Yes, you can also hang a few more elegant paintings. Oh, I didn't expect it, Xiao Tiantian, you are quite useful at critical times."

The system said angrily, "I have always been very useful, but you are blind to gold and jade, and think that other companies' systems are better, that is, I am generous, hmph."

Song Hongguo is not used to it, "Heh, turn over the old score, right? Come on, I've always been curious about whether the binding between the host and the system is random, or did you fight for it yourself? Who is the result of you letting the three of us fight against each other? What is the final decision? Is there a reward for the winner? Can the hosts attack each other? Is there a competitive relationship between your hosts..."

The momentum of the system has long since weakened, "Well, you'd better choose the furniture quickly, the two brats are still waiting for you at home."

Song Hongguo snorted triumphantly, and went out to call the gatekeeper.

The old man followed slowly into the house, first read the pile of books, then flipped through them casually, and seeing that there was nothing special, he nodded and said, "Two cents a catty, your pile is worth twenty catties." , Count your five cents."

Song Hongguo naturally had no objection. She felt that she had earned a lot of money for fifty cents, not to mention the rare copies of calligraphy and paintings that she kept in the space.

When looking at the furniture, the old man became more careful and serious. After changing his casual attitude before, his eyes turned sharp. Song Hongguo didn't know why, so he couldn't help asking, "Master, are the ones I chose inappropriate?"

The old man glanced at her, shook his head, and continued to look at the furniture in the room. After waiting around for a while, he said with a complicated expression, "There is nothing wrong with the ones you picked."

Song Hongguo could see that he still had something to say, but they were not familiar with each other, and it was taboo to exchange shallow words, so she smiled and changed the subject, "Master, please set a price."

The old man murmured, "You want quite a lot, there are kang cabinets, wardrobes, tables and chairs, and these cabinets. Although they are all put in this scrap yard as second-hand products, look at them. The workmanship is exquisite, it is not weeded out after years of use, it is collected from the home of the landlord Lao Cai, the most important thing is that these things are not out of the ordinary, don't worry..."

Song Hongguo nodded with a smile, so much foreshadowing, is it to drive up the price?

"I think your girl is also an honest child, you can give fifty."

"...Thank you, sir." It's really not expensive. It was a waste of her thoughts just now. She thought she was going to be slaughtered. If she was really going to be slaughtered, she would recognize it. After all, those treasures that were secretly hidden were too valuable.

The old man seemed to be more relieved than she was, and he actually had a smile on his face, "These are all good things, it's a pity to leave them here, take them back and use them carefully, use a hundred It won't be broken for ten years."

"That's good." But how to pull it back is a problem.

The old man saw what she was thinking and said, "I know a few boys who don't have any elders above them. They usually help others to do some work to earn a living. They are quick and hardworking. There is a car at home. If you want, Just ask them to send it back to you, and you can give them a dime, or a few buns."

Hearing this, Song Hongguo didn't answer.

Seeing her agreeing, the old man was even happier, and took her to another smaller room, "There are some things here, take a look, are they useful?"

Song Hongguo walked in curiously, her eyes lit up, what did she see?There is a bathtub, a one-meter-long bathtub. You can lie in it and take a beautiful bath with flower petals. There is also a tall foot-soaking bucket next to it. It is estimated that it can soak up to your knees when filled with water. The best thing is , there are some bulges at the bottom, which can massage the soles of the feet.

Seeing that she was really interested, the old man said proudly, "This is made of Phellodendron cypress. Phellodendron cypress is also a traditional Chinese medicine. It can clear away heat and dampness, and can also detoxify and treat sores, relieve fire and eliminate steam. How about this bath tub? ?”

Song Hongguo nodded vigorously, "Master, you have a heart."

It is always a pleasant thing to be accepted by others, the old man smiled so that the creases on his face deepened, and he snorted again when he thought of something, "Some people are blind and want to use this thing as a water tank, it's a waste nice one."

"..."

"There is also a screen here, and the wood is not bad, even if the painting is ruined, you can take it back if you need it, and paste the upper window paper to block it."

It was a four-panel screen, which could be folded, and the wood was far from bad. It was made of mahogany. Song Hongguo couldn't put it down and groped for it, the joy in his eyes was undisguised.

Seeing this, the old man recommended another set of tables and chairs to her. They were made of bamboo, and the workmanship was extremely fine. The place to go is placed in the front mansion of the main house, near the east end, where there happens to be a clump of bamboo, drinking tea and reading books, it couldn't be more elegant.

Song Hongguo paid another 15 yuan for the three items. The old man took the money and cheerfully went to help her find someone to fetch the goods. After she calmed down, she suddenly asked, "Xiao Tiantian, you said that he was What's the meaning?"

The system said depressingly, "What do you think? Of course he found that the items in the warehouse didn't match up, and he was afraid that he would be taken away again."

Song Hongguo seemed to be enlightened, "So, another person has already been here? That's right, she has space, and the first place she thought of must be to come here to hunt for treasure. Everyone is on guard, everyone looks like a thief... No, why did she take such a risk? Furniture is such a big piece, and everything is conspicuous if it is missing. Calligraphy and painting books are different, even if there are a few boxes, you can’t tell .”

(End of this chapter)