Chapter 677
Tang Miaomiao smiled and said nothing. She already knew about Song Yun's poor grades in reading, but she was different. Typical of both academically excellent and respectful, it was just a habit developed over the years, and she was naughty and mischievous. There is no half-cent relationship.
Du Min was carrying a basket in his hand with some snacks in it.
"I really have no eyesight!"
"Don't you hurry up and find something to put it on?!"
Du Min glared at Lin Huaiming.
"what?!"
"Isn't there a box for dim sum?"
"Can't you just take it out?!"
Lin Huaiming was stunned for a moment, scratching his already gray hair, not knowing why he suddenly had to get something to put it on.
"Didn't you see the guests coming today?"
"Those boxes that are packed are shameful!"
Du Min shook his head and glared at Lin Huaiming again.
When Song Yun and Tang Miaomiao saw this, they couldn't help but cheer up. Lin Huaimin had no status at home when he saw this, and Du Min was definitely in charge.
"I don't have anything here. You know, there is nothing in my restaurant except for selling tea. Is it possible to get a few tea bowls?!"
Lin Huaiming was helpless.
"Isn't there something ready-made here?"
"Choose a few big ones on the shelf, wash them, and then scald them with boiling water, won't you have to?!"
As Du Min spoke, he tapped a few times on the surrounding shelves.
"This... is this not good?!"
"These are antiques. Although they are not worth much, they are antiques after all!"
Lin Huaimin was dumbfounded.
"What nonsense?"
"Let you go!"
"It's just tens of thousands of dollars. I don't think they are too bad!"
"How dare you chirp in front of me!"
Du Min did not give Lin Huaimin any face at all.
"Mr. Du, there's no need for this. Tang Miaomiao and I both run antique shops. To put it bluntly, we are both people who play antiques. I understand Boss Lin's mind very well. It is true that these antiques are not very valuable, but they are all real. It's really a bit of a waste to use it to hold things."
Song Yun watched the joke next to him. He couldn't watch it at this time. If he didn't speak up, Lin Huaimin would definitely be forced to eat the antiques on the shelf.
"Song Yun, don't speak for this old man. When he was young, he was addicted to antiques and could not run around all day. Both children were brought up by me. , toss him in a different way!"
Du Min waved his hand and looked at Song Yun with a smile, while taking out the dim sum from the basket and placing it on the table.
Song Yun shook his head at Lin Huaimin, everything he could do had already been done, and the rest could only be done by Lin Huaiming himself.
Lin Huaiming was really helpless this time. In order not to sleep on the sofa tonight, he could only pick out a few dishes on the shelf, wash them, and bring them over to give Du Min a snack.
Seeing this, Song Ming and Tang Miaomiao kept laughing secretly in their hearts, this world is really one thing falls into another, Du Min and Lin Huaiming, an old couple, are definitely Du Min who speaks at the helm.
Although the snacks that Du Min brought were not well-known, they were all made in small county towns, and they were all small cakes, but they tasted very good, just like the noodles I had eaten at street stalls before, full of flavor.
Song Yun was very happy to eat, and he was not polite at all. One bite after another, he ate five or six yuan in a blink of an eye.
"You guys have a good appetite. If you feel good, eat more."
Du Min looked at Song Yun with a smile. People of her age like to watch Song Yun eat like this, but she felt that it was too raw and difficult to get along with.
Lin Huaiming sighed softly. In his wife's eyes, Song Yun's status was obviously higher than his own.
"Song Yun, tell me, why is this thing valuable?!"
Du Min said and clicked on the small box containing the mung bean cake with both hands.
Lin Huaiming couldn't help but subdue his forehead. He was very helpless. The antiques he collected were just things in his wife's eyes, and they couldn't be ranked at all.