Chapter 166 Money Is Easy to Gain Power

Yan Mingshun parked the car at the intersection and carefully guarded his schoolbag. This was the one that my uncle had just picked up. He took a rough look and found that most of them were real things, but he didn't know how much they were worth.

He came here to sell goods. Since he accidentally met the owner of this paper shop the year before last, his life has undergone a qualitative change, and his horizons have become wider.

Going to be a soldier is also the boss's suggestion. The boss said something that moved him. He said that money is easy to get, but power is difficult to obtain.

The most important thing is that money has no power, and sooner or later money will be taken away.

It was only then that Yan Mingshun realized that his previous ambition in life was to be a rich man and let his grandparents and uncles live a good life, but now he thinks differently.

Not only did he want his grandfather and the others to live a prosperous life, but he also wanted to climb to the peak of power, a peak that Tan Shufang could never climb in her entire life.

"Uncle Ming, there is something good for you to slap your eyes with."

Yan Mingshun entered the paper shop and greeted a middle-aged fat man in a white silk Tang suit at the counter with a smile. Xuan and soft.

The man is the owner of Zhizhai. His surname is Ming. No one knows his name. People in the circle call him the boss of Ming, and his status is extraordinary.

"Ming Shun is here, what good things did you get?"

Uncle Ming laughed like a Maitreya Buddha, his three chins trembled, and his big bald head was brighter than a 100-watt light bulb in the morning light. Yan Mingshun took out a dark bowl from his schoolbag, Ordinary rice bowls are bigger, like a bamboo hat, and there is so much dirt on the walls of the bowl that it's hard to see what it really looks like.

"Uncle Ming, what age can you show this? I'm not sure."

Yan Mingshun respectfully handed his hands to Uncle Ming. Uncle Ming was still a little drowsy, but when he saw this dirty bowl, he narrowed his eyes and widened suddenly, shooting out all the light.

"I have to wash and look again, you come with me."

Uncle Ming was calm for a while, and the three chins shook even more, but he still didn't dare to draw a conclusion. He picked up the bowl and went to the back room. Yan Mingshun hurriedly followed.

The front of this house looks inconspicuous, but the back is suddenly bright, with a deep courtyard style.

look steadily forward.

Uncle Ming took him to the innermost room. The room was full of tools and potions that Yan Mingshun didn't know, as well as a lot of broken porcelain pieces, like a broken home.

"Do you know how much someone paid for this pile of tiles?" Uncle Ming suddenly asked. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Yan Mingshun shook his head. Although he knew a little bit, he was only rough. Uncle Ming smiled and stretched out a palm. Yan Mingshun asked tentatively, "Five hundred?"

Uncle Ming glared at him and said angrily: "Five hundred yuan can't even buy one piece, five thousand."

Yan Mingshun jumped, looked at the pile of broken porcelain pieces in horror, and asked, "Uncle Ming, you didn't sell it?"

"Of course I don't sell it. Five thousand wants to buy my baby, but there is no door."

Uncle Ming snorted, took a small brush, dipped it in some water, and gently washed the small bowl. Gradually, the dirty little bowl revealed its true colors.

"This is a Junyao red-spotted bamboo hat bowl. It's a fine product. It's just not well preserved, and there are gaps." Uncle Ming looked at a small gap beside the bowl with some regret.

Yan Mingshun showed a clear smile. He looked at the red-spotted bamboo hat bowl from Junyao, and asked, "Do you accept this bowl of Uncle Ming?" Little Sweet Wife 80