Becoming rich starts with a street stall

August 16th.

Chen Dong happily hung up the phone, Liang Jing and Zhang Ru's side had successfully passed their thesis defense, and would soon be able to graduate next.

There were still more than ten days left before the opening of the antique shop on August 28th, and the two of them should be able to be in place before the opening.

The decoration of the antique shop side has been completed, in the past few days, Chen Dong also every day to visit the old goods market night market, hoping to find some treasures, so that the antique shop can still have a sufficient supply of goods, if you just count on Tian Ye's previous shop of those things, I'm afraid it will not be able to support the door.

Hanging up the phone, Chen Dong pondered over it or gave Zhang Qingfeng a call.

"Stinker, have you forgotten about your master?"

After the call was connected, Zhang Qingfeng smiled and reprimanded.

Zhang Qingfeng's words made Chen Dong's heart happy, to say that before the relationship between the two people, there really hadn't been any clear master-disciple relationship, and there was even less of a formal ceremony to say that he was paying homage to Chen Dong. Now that Zhang Qingfeng had taken the initiative to speak on the topic of master, wouldn't that be the same as personally admitting to accepting Chen Dong as a disciple?

"Master, how can I forget your old man, isn't this now busy with the opening of the shop, I don't know anything to make a mess, and now there are really problems that I need you to help me solve, Master."

Chen Dong went along with Zhang Qingfeng's topic simply also called out one mouthful of master, appearing very natural.

Zhang Qingfeng, who was across the phone, was in a good mood when he heard Chen Dong call out one master at a time. Although he had the intention to accept Chen Dong as a disciple at first, this fellow seemed to be just talking without any actual action, and after holding it in for a long time, Zhang Qingfeng decided to take the initiative.

In Zhang Qingfeng's opinion, Chen Dong was definitely a rare talent, thinking that whether it was a blind cat that met a dead mouse in the capital state or whether he was really talented or not, he just felt particularly right in his temper anyway.

"Say brat, it's emotionally that you've only remembered Master when you've encountered trouble."

"Hehe, to say trouble is really some trouble, I'm going to open a shop on the side of Qingshan, but there are some knickknacks when cashing in the shop, but after all, they're all too small to hold, and it's about to open, I'm seeking to ask your old man if there are any town treasures for me to fill the door."

"The antique shop is opening? So soon?"

Zhang Qingfeng was slightly stunned, not expecting this guy to actually plan to open a shop, but there was a lot of learning in it, especially since a newbie would inevitably suffer a lot of losses just opening a shop.

"Stinker, against the shop isn't it a lot of loss ah? How come you didn't talk to Master beforehand about something as big as opening a shop so that I could send someone to guide you, and now the shop is going to open before you think of me."

Zhang Qingfeng grumbled.

"Master, have you heard of the old lady next door?"

"The old lady next door?"

"Yeah, the old lady next door rarely worries about living for over a hundred years."

"Bastard, you're just too much of a worrywart, aren't you? Well then, I don't care."

Zhang Qingfeng pretended to be very angry and said.

"Don't, don't, Master, I'm just joking with you, I'm not telling you because I'm worried about worrying your old man, to say that losing money is really not a loss, I'll let you see a treasure when you have time to come over."

Chen Dong remembered that painting of Wu Daozi, so he said.

"Don't bluff me, what treasures have I not seen? Okay, I'll have someone come over to your place tomorrow and I'll let you know what I need to get. By the way, what time does it open?"

"The twenty-eighth of August."

"Stinker, you're pretty good at picking a date, prepare some good wine for me then."

"Alright."

Hanging up Zhang Qingfeng's phone, Chen Dong was even more pleased.

What did Zhang Qingfeng mean just now? How many bottles of good wine do you have? Wouldn't that tell him he's coming in person? With Zhang Qingfeng coming to sit for himself, the grade of this opening has invariably increased by an unknown amount.

Should I give Leng Shan a call as well?

Chen Dong thought about it or didn't fight, after all, Leng Shan and Zhang Qingfeng two people don't deal with, the thing opened when the two old guys fought wouldn't be bad food.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law ....."

As soon as Chen Dong put down the phone, Meng Fei's voice came from outside the door.

Damn, this guy really has a dark soul.

Chen Dong lay down on a taiji chair and pretended to sleep without answering.

"Brother-in-law, you're a handsome enough guy, if my sister hadn't told me you were in an antique shop, I wouldn't have known you had an antique shop."

Meng Fei walked in looking at the beautiful decoration of the antique shop was also shocked.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly."

"Pfft."

After Chen Dong finished his sentence, Jiang Ting, who had been helping to work in the antique shop, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After such a long time of contact, this boss was really somewhat interesting.

Young and golden not to mention, sometimes serious and sometimes like a child, but also particularly gullible.

Seeing that Jiang Ting couldn't help but laugh, Meng Fei also blushed.

"Brother-in-law, are you so heroic and rampant just because you have money, thirty years east of the river and thirty years west of the river, don't deceive the poor young man's truth you understand, right?"

Chen Dong: "Say what you have to say and fart quickly."

Meng Fei: "Rude. Brother-in-law, I'm here to show you my performance."

After saying that, Meng Fei pulled out two hundred and fifty dollars from his pocket.

Chen Dong slanted his eyes: "Do you believe that I will throw you out right now?"

Meng Fei took a glance at the money in his hand and explained: "Brother-in-law, I didn't mean that, didn't you give me fifty yuan, I earned two hundred yuan, isn't that two hundred and fifty together."

Chen Dong: "Say it, how did you earn two hundred yuan?"

Meng Fei even dragged a small stool from the side to sit beside Chen Dong: "Brother-in-law, I'm telling you ah, when you gave me the money I was thinking like this ....."

Chen Dong: "Say what you have to say, don't get inked."

Meng Fei: "........"

"Okay, brother-in-law, then I'll keep it short, I earned it by shining shoes."

"Shoe shine?"

Chen Dong opened his eyes and looked at Meng Fei, looking as if he wasn't lying.

"Go on."

"I used the fifty yuan you gave me to buy two white towels, a small bench and a shoe polish and a shoe brush, which cost a total of forty-five yuan. I went over to the trade center and set up a stall to shine shoes for others, charging five dollars a pair of shoes, and I shined over forty pairs a day, making two hundred dollars after deducting your capital."

After hearing Meng Fei describe the process of earning money, Chen Dong sat up.

"Are you sure you earned it from shining shoes?"

Chen Dong still had some disbelief, he didn't expect that this guy would actually be able to put his pride down to go shine someone's shoes.

"Of course brother-in-law, don't believe it, look at my hands, there is still shoe polish that wasn't washed off when I polished them yesterday." After saying that, Meng Fei jerked up his sleeves and said.

Chen Dong glanced at it, and from his arm, he could really see the color of the shoe polish staining.

"This two hundred and fifty dollars you will turn over to me tomorrow to five hundred, can you do it?"

"Can ah, of course I can, I don't shine shoes don't know, I can earn that much a day."

Chen Dong's face sank: "No shoe shining this time."

"Don't worry brother-in-law, I'll make sure to get you five hundred back tomorrow."

After saying that, Meng Fei got up and left the antique shop.

Looking at Meng Fei's departing back, Chen Dong was somewhat impressed with this guy, what method will this kid use to earn 500 pieces tomorrow?