After all, it was the little one who asked for it, so Yue Jiannan simply let Yue Qingqing choose.
"Mom likes you the most," she said with a smile, "whatever you pick, she will definitely be satisfied."
But he already had a plan for how to shift the blame when he got back, saying the girl threw a tantrum and insisted on him buying it.
If mom liked the items, it would definitely be because he had good taste.
If she didn’t like them, it would be the little niece’s fault.
Yue Qingqing had no idea of the wicked thoughts crossing her uncle’s mind, her hands gently touching the furniture in the room, feeling the ’qi’ it carried.
She had a vague sense that the heavier and more rustic the ’qi’ on the furniture, the more valuable it seemed.
After some thought, Yue Qingqing finally chose a matching set of wooden sofas and a coffee table, along with a dressing table that came with a brass mirror.
Then, she paused in her steps, stopping in front of a large wardrobe with intricate patterns.
"Can we buy all of these to take back?" Yue Qingqing asked, looking hopefully at Yue Jiannan.
Yue Jiannan said irritably, "Fine, but remember, you wanted to buy these."
Yue Qingqing immediately beamed with a smile, nodding her head, "Thank you, Uncle!"
Yue Jiannan had to ask for the price, and the shopkeeper named a figure.
Yue Jiannan felt troubled, "The price is comparable to that of new furniture." What happened to the discount that was promised?
The shopkeeper coughed and said, "I took great risks to keep these back in the day, see how nice these designs are? They are good enough to become heirlooms."
Yue Jiannan said with a bitter face, "Who passes furniture down to their children these days?"
The shopkeeper was somewhat embarrassed, after all, the ideas of young people nowadays were indeed different from those of their generation.
"I see that your little niece really likes them, just think of it as buying happiness for the child."
Upon hearing this, Yue Jiannan thought to himself that this was a crafty merchant, bringing out such a reason.
This wasn’t some candy or popcorn that you buy because a child likes it; this was expensive furniture.
Yue Jiannan looked helplessly at Yue Qingqing, who hadn’t moved an inch, feeling completely out of options.
"Alright then, but you must be responsible for delivering them to me intact."
The shopkeeper, seeing the big deal was done, immediately beamed with a smile. Worried that Yue Jiannan might change his mind, he quickly used the shop’s phone to call home.
After Yue Jiannan paid the money, a tall young man rushed in, looking flustered.
"Dad, where’s the customer?"
He never esteemed the items his father sold; who uses that old-fashioned furniture nowadays?
But it was his father’s personal taste, and he couldn’t say much about it.
The shop was always running at a loss, and when he heard today that his father had made a sale, he rushed over immediately.
It was not easy to find a sucker willing to take them off their hands, and he didn’t want to waste a single second.
Yue Jiannan saw the joy in the eyes of the father and son and realized he had been outsmarted.
In a fit of pique, he ruffled his little niece’s hair.
Only then did he give the address, and the father and son quickly contacted a truck from this street that specialized in moving.
They wrapped the corners of the furniture with cardboard and tape to prevent any damage, getting ready to load them onto the truck and deliver them.
When they found out the address Yue Jiannan gave was the newly built Zizhu Community, the father and son exchanged glances, thinking it made sense.
So it was a wealthy person, no wonder he was willing to pay that much money, it was indeed a lucrative deal.
The buyer wore a gloomy face, while the seller was beaming with joy.
What they didn’t know was that in a few years, the situation would be completely reversed.
The shopkeeper liked the pieces simply for what they were and didn’t realize that they would later be considered antiques, with their prices soaring by thousands or even tens of thousands of times.
When Yue Jiannan looked back on this later, he couldn’t help but clench his fist and reflect.
The old furniture at home was actually worth over a million?
How did he manage to pick that shop out of the entire furniture street in the first place...
It must be because he was a genius, to have such a forward-looking vision.
Yes! That must be it, no doubt!