Chapter 676: Players With No Desires

"Are you two traveling together?"

"I don't know. Is it just a collection of antiques, or is it an antique shop?"

Lin Huaimin was also very curious about Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao, and always felt that these two young people were similar to him.

"We open an antique shop, but it's 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 to admit this kind of thing directly, there is no need to hide it. As for his little reputation in Ninghua City, it seems that it should not spread to such a small county, let alone the name in front of him. The old man Lin Huaiming did not open an antique shop to sell antiques at all. In fact, he just wanted to pass the time and find something to do for himself. The teahouse was probably a place similar to an interest group gathering.

"Um!"

"Prosperous Antiques, Troubled Gold Now we are undoubtedly in a prosperous age. The antique business is very easy to do, especially in big cities. I used to stay in big cities for a few years, and to be honest, I earn a lot of money, but with my age When I grow up, I want to come back to my hometown, and I feel that this kind of place is suitable for my retirement.”

Lin Huaimin held his gaiwan in his hand and took a sip when he stopped talking.

"Boss Lin, your place is really good. The two of us have traveled to a lot of places. To be honest, we have never seen a place like this before. It can't be called luxurious, especially the antiques in the store, although it can't be called very special. It’s worth the money, 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 worry about it. You are still young, and it should be the time when Xianyi is angry."

Lin Huaiming smiled. When he was young, he liked big cities and a lively life. Now, it's just because he is old that he hides in small towns.

"You don't have a good business here, do you?!"

Song Yun was also very curious about this question. There were only himself and Tang Miaomiao as two guests this morning, and it was still the same in the afternoon. It could be seen that Lin Huaiming's business here was really not that good.

"It's really not that good. In a small county, unless it's a festival, there are already fewer people. Most of them have gone out to work. Young people like to drink tea less, and they prefer milk tea instead of tea. I The sound of this place can be said to be very quiet. Except for some old friends, they will come here occasionally, sit, chat, look at antiques and so on. Usually, there are basically no guests at the end of the day, so I will pass the time. , as a way to find something for my retirement life, read books and drink tea, open a store when the time is up, and close the door and go home when the time is up.”

Lin Huaiming shook his head. The business of the teahouse was indeed not very good, but he didn't care about it at all. If he wanted to make money, he would have already made enough money.

Song Yun thought that this was really Buddhist, but this kind of mentality is really good. It's not a good thing to focus on making money all day long. Of course, this is only for people who are not short of money at all, and for those who have no food and clothing. As far as human beings are concerned, the sky and the earth are bigger than the food.

Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao, and Lin Huaiming chatted with each other, and they were all people who played with antiques. They chatted very harmoniously. Before they knew it, the time passed very fast, and the sun shining in the window was already west. Oblique, it is already evening time.

"Old man!"

"Where did you die!"

"Get out now!"

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

"Hehehe!"

"Let me introduce you, it's my wife, Du Min, an elementary school teacher. You can just call me Teacher Du."

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

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao stood up immediately.

"Hello Mr. Du, I'm Song Yun."

"Hello Mr. Du, I'm Tang Miaomiao, I'm very happy to meet you."

Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao stood upright and introduced themselves.

"There's no need to be so restrained, I'm a teacher, but I'm 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 she saw Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao's reaction.

"hey-hey!"

"She doesn't know, I'm 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 was not his teacher, the instinctive reaction formed from years of schooling, as soon as he saw the teacher, he immediately respected him.