"Wow, it''s ready so soon."


    The housewife of guanye family came back to the peace room with tea. She was surprised to see that the seven shelves had been set up, and there was nothing wrong with them.


    "It''s amazing, Bumei. You''re qualified."


    Bumei grabs her little hand and expects to say, "can these dolls be given to Bumei?"


    "Of course," the housewife said with a gentle smile, "I''ll send it to you by express delivery right away."


    "Great!"


    "Say thank you to grandma later..."


    "Well!"


    Gao Cheng looks at the happy Bu Mei with a light smile and asks the housewife in a low voice: "Mrs. guanye, where else can I sell such a daughter''s Day doll?"


    "Why?" The housewife said with a smile, "are you also interested in dolls?"


    "Just want to prepare a set at home," Gao Cheng looked at Xiao AI standing in front of the doll with his little hand on his back. "If you can, I''d like to ask you to buy one. Money is not a problem..."


    Just now, he also had a little understanding of guanye family. The housewife in front of him was named Jiezi guanye. She was 43 years old. She looked very kind except for the slight crow''s feet in the corner of her eyes. She was a simple housewife, similar to Aunt Jimei who took good care of him at the beginning, and she was so kind to children. She was worth trusting.


    "Well, is it for my sister?" The housewife understood and said with a smile, "but these are all bought by my mother-in-law in Kyoto. I''ll ask for you later..."


    "Idiot," Xiao AI youyou went to the side and glared at Gao Cheng, "where can I put these things at home? Besides, there are no children... "


    The housewife looked at the little sadness that seemed to speak like an adult, with a messy face.


    "Cheng, Cheng Hujun, is this your child?"


    "Well... Sort of."


    Gao Cheng looks at Xiao AI and walks away. He coughs and doesn''t mention the baby''s day.


    After the event, I''ll ask guanye family for help. He still has more than 100000 yuan in his hand. No matter how expensive the whole set of daughter''s Day dolls are, they should be enough?


    "But," Guangyan looked at the dolls and the cartons that had been opened all over the place, "will you put them away like this?"


    Yuan Tai was so tired that she sat down on the floor: "it''s hard to set it up..."


    "Just a second."


    Bumei excitedly takes out a camera from her backpack.


    "Let''s take a picture before we put it away. I''ve brought my father''s digital camera... Brother Chenghu will come with me, too!"


    "Me?"


    Gao chengku and some children kneel down in front of the doll shelf on the girls'' day, and force out a smile to hug little pangdun Yuantai and let Mrs. guanye take a picture. However, it looks funny.


    Guangyan and Yuantai giggle. Conan is looking at the camera. Bumei is sitting in the middle with a red face... When the photo is frozen, Xiao AI looks at Gao Cheng, who is half of his body higher.


    Kano''s wife couldn''t help laughing when she pressed the shutter. At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang from the porch. It seemed that another guest was coming.


    "Please come here..."


    After returning the digital camera to Bumei, Kano rushed to the entrance to open the door. Two middle-aged men were visiting. The bald fat man was named jinqushuigui, 54 years old, who lived in the same apartment. The other thin shoe plucked face with glasses was named Sanchong Fangchun, 55 years old, who was an antique expert.


    "Mr. Jin Dian, my husband should have made it clear to you about that..."


    "Yes, yes, but I still want to have a try, so today I invited an expert to talk with you..."


    Gao Cheng took a few pictures of Bumei with his digital camera. When he heard the voice coming from the living room, he frowned slightly.


    Although unwilling to admit it, he and Conan are indeed equivalent to the God of pestilence in a sense. They have encountered too many homicide cases.


    To be honest, his first impression of guanyejia was not bad. He really didn''t want to have a tragedy like before, but was it a coincidence that the visitors came?


    Sanzhong, the expert of identification, just followed the housewife to the harmony room. When she saw the neatly placed dolls on the shelf, she said unexpectedly: "these dolls are really beautiful..."


    The housewife looks embarrassed, but it''s hard to chase guests. She says with a forced smile, "these are the works of Kyoto masters."


    "Oh?"


    Sanzhong curiously pushed his glasses to get close to the doll: "it''s a good craftsman. It''s really a famous craftsman..."


    The balding fat man followed and asked kindly, "I don''t know how much you will give me?"


    "Ah?" Bumei said, "do you want to buy these dolls?"


    "You''re late, uncle!"


    Yuantai several protect dolls: "these have been given to Bumei!"


    The bald fat man jokingly said, "I don''t have a daughter. Why do I want these dolls? And I''m not interested in dolls. What I want to buy is the scroll beside the doll rack... "


    The fat man eagerly pointed to a painting hanging on the wall beside him: "this is the Thor painted by Tieshan, a painter in Edo era. I have a pair of painting axes of Fengshen, so I want to put them together anyway..."


    "But my husband said not to sell it, and we don''t think it''s worth so much money..." "don''t you know the value of this scroll The fat man was surprised and said, "don''t you know how much insurance money your dead father put in? It''s 20 million! 20 million! " The housewife was startled: "ah? So much? "“ Of course, that''s why I came up with a double price to buy it with your husband... "The fat man advised," moreover, Mrs. guanye, this kind of custody will only make the value of paintings fall. It''s wise to sell them to professional collectors like me... "" but my husband, he... "" I didn''t want to say that. I heard that your husband lost a lot of money in the stock market this time, It''s just right to sell now... "We don''t sell it!" Old lady guanye came and interrupted, "even if he owes money, he won''t sell it..." the fat man saw the old lady with a straight face and shrugged: "I''ll call on Mr. guanye when he comes back tonight. I think he will nod his head, because this money can just make up for the loss of his stock."“ 40 million... "Gao Cheng looked at the picture on the wall. I really can''t see anything special. It''s just a funny monster. He even feels a little ugly. He''s seen a lot of them in Edo city of the silver spirit world, and they''ve been used to pad tables... These collectors are crazy. However, with such a huge sum of money, Mr. guanye, who is short of money, may not be able to refuse to go home... After the balding, fat and experts left, Gao Cheng didn''t take a group of children home, and even couldn''t put away the set-up children''s Day dolls. After many years, the doll again aroused the old woman''s memory. Finally, Bumei decided to put the doll in guanye''s house before the end of this year''s daughter''s day“ Mom hasn''t seen these dolls for ten years, "said the housewife looking at the white haired old woman painfully. She turned to Bumei and said," anyway, you''re not in a hurry to go back. How about let my mom treat you to some sweet wine? " The old woman recalled: "but Jiezi, isn''t the distiller''s grains used up?"“ "Ah?" The housewife was stunned, looked at her watch and said, "I''m going to the rally soon... Is there no lees at home?"“ It doesn''t matter, "Bumei offered." let''s go and buy it. The supermarket is near here. "“ That''s really troubling you. " They leave guanye''s house, but Gao Cheng stops at the door and doesn''t keep up. He just silently watches the housewife take her to the door and leave in a hurry“ "Brother Chenghu?" Bumei looked back strangely, "what''s the matter with you?"“ You go first. I have something else to do