God Level Golden Eye

Tang Miaomiao smiled and said nothing. She already knew about Song Yun's poor academic performance. She is different. She has a typical character and academic excellence, respectful, but just a habit cultivated over the years and mischievous. There is no half dime relationship.

Du Min carried a basket in his hand with some snacks in it.

"I don't have any eyesight!"

"Don't hurry up and find something to install?!"

Du Min glared at Lin Huaiming.

"what?!"

"Don't the dim sum come in a box?"

"Don't you just take it out?!"

Lin Huaiming was stunned for a moment, and grabbed his gray hair, not knowing why suddenly he had to get something to pretend.

"Didn't you see the guests coming today?"

"Those packed boxes are shameless!"

Du Min shook his head and glared at Lin Huaiming again.

When Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao saw this nearby, they couldn't help but become amused. Lin Huaimin had no status in the family as soon as they looked like this. Du Min was definitely the master of the house.

"I don't have anything here, you know, there is nothing in this restaurant besides selling tea. Is it possible to bring a few tea bowls?!"

Lin Huaiming was helpless.

"Isn't there a ready-made one here?"

"Pick a few large ones on the shelf, wash them, and then scald them with boiling water, don't you have them?!"

While talking, Du Min clicked on the surrounding shelves.

"This...Is this bad?!"

"These are antiques. Although they are not worth much, they are all antiques after all!"

Lin Huaimin was dumbfounded.

"What nonsense?"

"Just let you go!"

"It's just tens of thousands of dollars. I don't think they are too much!"

"Dare to chirp in front of me!"

Du Min didn't give Lin Huaimin any face.

"Teacher Du, there is no need for this. Tang Miaomiao and I both opened antique shops. To put it bluntly, they are all antique dealers. I know Boss Lin's mind very well. It is true that these antiques are not very valuable, but they are all real. It’s a bit of a waste to store things."

Song Yun was watching a joke next to him. He couldn't watch it at this time. If he didn't speak, Lin Huaimin would definitely be forced to eat the antique snacks on the shelf.

"Song Yun, don't speak for this old man. The young man is addicted to antiques and can't run home all day long. The two children were brought up by me. I just saw his things not pleasing to my eyes. , Change the way to toss him!"

Du Min waved his hand and looked at Song Yun with a smile, while taking out the snacks from the basket and placing them on the table.

Song Yun shook his head at Lin Huaimin, he had done everything he could do, and Lin Huaiming could only ask for his own blessings.

Lin Huaiming was really helpless this time. In order not to sleep on the sofa tonight, he could only pick a few plates on the shelf and wash them and bring them to Du Min to set snacks.

Seeing this, Song Ming and Tang Miaomiao laughed secretly in their hearts. There is really nothing in this world. Du Min and Lin Huaiming, the old couple, are definitely Du Min at the helm.

Although Du Min's dim sum is not well-known, they are all made in small county towns. They are small cakes, but they taste very good, just like the noodles I had eaten at street stalls before. They are full of flavor.

Song Yun ate very happily. He was not polite at all. He ate five or six yuan in a blink of an eye.

"The young man has a good appetite, so he can eat more if he feels good."

Du Min smiled and looked at Song Yun. People her age liked to watch Song Yun eat like this, but when she was polite, she felt that she was too childish to get along with.

Lin Huaiming sighed softly, and Song Yun clearly had a higher status in the eyes of his wife.

"Song Yun, tell me, why is this thing worth?!"

Du Min said and clicked on the small box containing mung bean cake with both hands.

Lin Huaiming couldn't help but subdued his forehead. He was very helpless. The antiques he collected were things in the eyes of his wife, and they couldn't be ranked.