Chapter 198 A Bag of Antiques

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"Sister, you have healed my husband, and I don't know how to thank you." The aunt took out a large pile of loose money from the house, "I don't know how much medical fee I should give you. , My entire net worth here is only 1,000 yuan, and I will give it to you later when I earn some more."

"Auntie, I don't charge any money. If you want to thank me, give me all those copper plates. I like this kind of plates very much." Yang Zimei pointed at the pile of copper plates.

"These broken dishes are worthless." The aunt said embarrassedly, "These are left by the old people in the family, and they are all rusted."

"It's alright, I like this." Yang Zimei walked over and picked up a copper plate. Although the bottom edge was full of rust, the inside of the plate was golden. It should be a special anti-rust technology, which has a very high collection. value.

"Sister, you are really a good person." The aunt thought that Yang Zimei was thinking of her for her sake, afraid that she would not be able to pay the medical expenses, so she chose these broken copper plates at will.

Yang Zimei smiled.

She is not a good person!

It's true that she saved the uncle, but these dozen plates are also expensive as medical expenses.

However, if she hadn't found out, these plates would have been considered waste.

Thinking of this, she asked for these copper plates with peace of mind, and even brought the aunt's one that was feeding the cat, saying that she wanted to make up a set to play with.

There are a total of 18 copper plates, with different patterns, the same material and the same source, which are priceless.

The aunt used a large sack to put those copper plates for her, and she looked guilty, as if she owed Yang Zimei a lot.

Yang Zimei said goodbye to Auntie, took the sack and took a few steps, saw a bank counter machine not far away, thought about it, took out 3,000 yuan from it, folded it back, and handed it to Auntie.

"Auntie, with this money, you can buy some medicinal herbs for Uncle to make up for it."

The aunt hurriedly pushed it back, "How can this work? You don't charge our consultation fee. We already feel sorry for you, so how can we charge your money?"

"Auntie, we are destined to let me borrow this money from you. When Uncle recovers and you have money for your work, you can pay me back slowly, okay?" Yang Zimei said softly.

When the aunt heard this, tears immediately flowed down.

Since her husband became ill, she has borrowed money everywhere, but she can borrow very little money. When those relatives and friends saw her coming, they either made an excuse that they had no money, or they simply closed the door to her and saw her and walked around. .

Now, this little girl she didn't know not only helped her to heal her husband's illness, but also generously gave herself two thousand yuan. The more she looked at Yang Zimei, the more she looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Seeing that she didn't take it, Yang Zimei put the money on the table and left, leaving her aunt in tears.

He got on the bus with a bag of copper plates.

There were many people in the car, so she had to stand with a sack in one hand.

"Did you make a mistake, your sack is so dirty, you can afford to make my name brand clothes dirty!"

As the crowd surged, her sack accidentally touched a fashionably dressed woman next to her, and she covered her nose and cursed, as if Yang Zimei was picking up trash.

Yang Zimei glanced at her sideways, what this woman was wearing was nothing but a fake, and she actually pretended to be a famous brand and said she couldn't afford it.

Just take out a copper plate, and she can buy tens of thousands of genuine ones, let alone counterfeit ones.