Fishing the Myriad Heavens

8. Chapter 8 is completed!

    Bei Feng So, I found that I can buy a lot of things, and there are some drums in the moment.

    "It's really trouble!"

    Bei Feng grabbed his head and was a little bored.

    Packed up, Bei Feng closed the door and Shi Shiran went out.

    "Uncle Xia."

    Came to a carpenter's shop on the village street, Bei Feng looked at the middle-aged man who was carving some gadgets and screamed softly.

    "Little wind, when did you come back?"

    Xia Zhen, who was concentrating on carving, heard a word, looked up and looked at Bei Feng and asked.

    "I came back yesterday."

    Bei Feng replied respectfully.

    During his injury, Xia Zhen did not run for himself.

    "It's good to come back. Now that Qingling Mountain has developed, there are also many tourists coming and going, and you can make money in the village."

    Xia Zhen took a shot of Bei Feng's shoulder and said with a sigh of relief.

    "Well, I think so too, so I don't plan to leave, I am going to use the old house and build a farmhouse."

    Bei Feng honestly said his thoughts.

    "Well, is there any need to help? Said to Xia Shu. ”

    Xia Zhen took a picture of the chest and asked.

    "Uncle Xia, I came here to buy a few sets of tables and chairs. I don't know if there is any stock?"

    Bei Feng was not satisfied, asked directly.

    "Of course, no, that's it, there are more, and I will let you send it to you."

    Xia Zhen pointed to the inside of the store, and the tables and chairs stacked together said it.

    "Uncle Xia, I am going to have four sets of tables and chairs. I don't know how much it costs?"

    Bei Feng thought about it, the two sets are still too few, and the four sets should be almost the same.

    "Hey, your child, what money is not money, that is, some broken wood, worthless."

    Xia Zhen grew up watching Bei Feng, and she used Bei Feng as her own son. How could she collect money?

    "Uncle Xia, if you don't collect money, then I won't want it."

    Bei Feng said resolutely.

    Summer is not a good day, two children at home, one at college, and one at high school, it is time to take money.

    Bei Feng also doesn't want to take advantage of these.

    "You, this child, is really as embarrassing as your grandfather, a set of five hundred dollars."

    Xia really smiled and said that a super low price.

    "Uncle Xia, isn't this price?"

    Bei Feng can't be fooled. After walking over and looking at the material of the table and chair, I look at Xia Zhen as a smile but not a smile.

    "This material is a rain tree. Is it about 3,000 cubic meters in diameter? Even if it's smaller, it's a thousand and a half cubes, plus Reverend's work fee. If it's so cheap, you can count down the uncle Xia! ”

    Bei Feng was a smirk of jokes, then left for eight thousand dollars and left, not giving Xiazhen the opportunity to speak again.

    "This kid, how do you understand the market?"

    Xia Zhen said with a depressed face.

    Xia Zhen did not know, what did Bei Feng do in the past two years?

    Originally done in a furniture store, Bei Feng knew something about these low-end woods.

    After going out of the store, Bei Feng rushed to the county town to buy other decorations.

    The decorations are items that look antique, such as ink paintings, vases, and the like.

    Then dragged a lot of things back to the house, these things are not expensive, but it takes a lot of time to find, because the East family, the West family.

    In the end, I found a sand curtain and a screen, and came to the site for investigation.

    Just a short afternoon, Bei Feng’s pockets shrank in half!

    "This is not what it is, it took so much money to go out."

    Bei Feng is a bit distressed. The main ones are screens, sand curtains, several sets of tea sets, tables and chairs.

    The rest is nothing, and there is not much added up.

    Time slipped away in the busyness of Bei Feng, and the sky was already dark in a blink of an eye.

    Bei Feng also wiped the dust off the body and went to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

    "This chicken tastes so good, this fish should not be bad?"

    Bei Feng swallowed a slobber and stared at the fat fish.

    Then with the least hesitation, a knife was used to shave a large piece of fish down the fish.

    The fish is bright red with a white line of texture that is not known to be fat or meridian.

    Bei Feng made a fish fillet soup and fry a fish steak. During the cooking process, a scent went straight to Bei Feng's nostrils.

    The cauldron is very fast, and Bei Feng thinks that the taste of the dish cooked in the cauldron will be better than that of the small pot!

    Soon three dishes were placed on the table, the fish fillet soup was milky white, and a few large sauerkraut leaves floated on the soup, making people look at the index finger.

    The fried fish chops are also very good, and the golden crispy fried on both sides is braving the heat.

    Delicious

    Bei Feng clipped a piece of fish into his mouth and suddenly his eyes lit up.

    The fragrant and delicious air is lingering, lingering around the nose, and it is mouth watering.Smelling its fragrance, refreshing and refreshing; repaying its flesh, endless aftertaste, how can a "fragrance" word!

    Bei Feng didn't say that he would eat it, and watched the remaining dish, Bei Feng, rolled his eyes and couldn't really eat it!

    Packing the pots and pans, Bei Feng was lying on the bed and watching a show, but he was thinking about other things.

    "First of all, you have to be famous. Only after you have a reputation will someone come to the door."

    Bei Feng thought silently, sometimes the wine is also afraid of the deep alley, but the deep alley is not afraid after the fame.

    "Maybe it can be!"

    Bei Feng I thought hard about how to make a name, suddenly my eyes lit up and thought of a good way.

    Is there anything more public than the richest man in Qingcheng to eat here? !

    Most of the rich people's friends are wealthy people. As long as Wang Jian is satisfied, his friends are not difficult to come.

    However, these must be implemented after the room has been renovated.

    Bei Feng watched TV for a while and dreamed of it.

    The next day, Bei Feng began to get busy, to decorate the decorations he bought, and to discuss the style with the merchants who made the sand curtains.

    so tired

    Bei Feng sent away the business of the size of the area, lying in the chair and did not want to move, busy dizzy.

    Things are not big, it is too cumbersome, and everything needs to be controlled by Bei Feng.

    Bei Feng lay for a while, and took the Zizhu fishing rod to the edge of the ancient well for fishing.

    I don't know if it is wrong to choose the bait, or Bei Feng is not lucky, until the dark hole is automatically closed, and Bei Feng has no gains.

    “Wasting a fishing opportunity.”

    Bei Feng is a little depressed, which is money in the eyes of Bei Feng.

    For three days, Bei Feng didn't have anything to fish, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had run out of luck twice before.

    However, the decoration of the room has been completed. When you enter the door, you can see the complex and elegant pattern carved on the hollowed mahogany door. There is a delicate and graceful temperament everywhere.

    Gently push the door open, and you will see a delicate triangular table with a nice brocade and a delicate tea set to be quiet.

    A screen divides the room into two halves, and across the screen is a gauze.

    A light brown antique table is placed inside, with a few ink paintings hanging on the wall.

    People feel comfortable when they look at it, like going back to ancient times across time.