Chapter 957 Capital Chronicle 7

"Eighty yuan, it can't go any lower." The young man said.

His stall has been set up for several days, but no one has visited it. It is because the current situation is not good, and no one dares to sell these old things. Everyone is taking out, and how can anyone buy it at home? If he really couldn't sell it, he wouldn't show up at the flea market at all.

"Sixty yuan, I'll wrap it up for you for sixty yuan, take it home and use it as a toy for my children and my daughter."

The young man rolled his eyes and showed a very painful expression, "Yes, yes, deal, deal, I've lost a lot!"

Lu Jiang paid, and Feng Qingxue packed everything up and put it into Lu Jiang's backpack.

"I still have some second-hand goods, which I got from wealthy families. Do you want them? If you want them, I'll go home and get them right away." It's rare to encounter such two people who are not afraid of trouble. How can a young man not catch them? The reason for living?

Lu Jiang thought for a while and shook his head, "No need."

They must be restrained. Buying too much and being too eager may easily arouse suspicion.

When the young man heard this, his regret was clearly revealed.

Although Feng Qingxue felt it was a pity, she respected Lu Jiang's intention, and she also knew that the couple should not go too far and buy used goods too much, which would attract too much attention.

Therefore, when they continued shopping, they only bought two things and then stopped going back.

Although there are still several black market locations and other flea markets where the couple has not been seen, this time the operation to save cultural relics has basically come to an end. If you have time, you can go shopping. If you don't have time, you have to go back.

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were very sensitive and knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and they could not always do these things to attract attention.

After a good night's rest, the two of them took a car to Lu Tianjun's army early the next morning.

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were dressed in military uniforms, and soon someone notified Lu Tianjun to come out.

"Uncle, aunt!" Lu Tianjun was ecstatic, shouting as he strode over, panting, arrived in front of him, and gave a standard military salute with a brush.

"Good boy!" Lu Jiang returned the greeting and patted his eldest nephew hard on the shoulder.

Feng Qingxue looked up at Lu Tianjun, her lips slightly parted, "We haven't seen you in a few years, Tianjun, you are as tall as your uncle."

She had to look up to see Lu Tianjun's face clearly, which made her neck sore from exhaustion.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lu Jiang and Lu Tianjun are almost a father and son. They look very much alike. They are tall and long-legged, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Their skin is also dark and rough, and their military temperaments are very similar. The only difference is that Lu Jiang is older and more mature and steady. When Gu Panzhi looked at him, he had the authority of a senior general. There were already some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but Lu Tianjun looked a little childish.

Lu Tianjun smiled and said, "Auntie, I have grown up a long time ago!"

"Yes, in the blink of an eye, six or seven years have passed, and the skinny boy has turned into a man!" Feng Qingxue was very pleased, "Are you resting today? Today is the weekend, so you should rest."

"If it weren't for my uncle and aunt, how could I be where I am today?" Lu Tianjun said sincerely, "I'm not on duty today."

"Not on duty? Okay, okay, first take the things your uncle and I prepared for you back to the dormitory, and then go out for a meal with us." Feng Qingxue has already planned today's itinerary.

Lu Tianjun said hurriedly: "Uncle and aunt, please go in together? How can you stand at the door after coming here?"