"Thank you beauty, thank you boss. ”

"Thank you, big brother. ”

Hands respectfully went to receive the money.

I was about to pick up the money when I heard a muffled voice coming from the side.

"What a monkey, it's open......"

"What's worth a thousand dollars?"

The stall owner turned his head to look at it, smiling and his eyes lit up.

The onlookers and passers-by turned their heads one after another.

I saw a tall middle-aged man in his thirties standing there.

The man's face was full of flesh, his appearance was particularly vicious, and in his left hand hung a dark yellow two-point zero bracelet, which reflected the glare in the sun, like glass.

In his right hand, he was playing with a string of dark red rosaries of eighteen sons, and on his middle finger he was wearing a silver-wrapped ruby ring.

He wore a pair of Adi short sleeves, but under his feet was a pair of flip-flops, and a string of large gold chains hanging from his chest.

At the end of the gold chain, there is a large square card of yang green jade.

Up and down, marked with the costume of the rich man.

But when he saw this man, the stall owner suddenly smiled, bent down and shouted: "Oh, hey, Boss Yu, Expert Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time......"

Boss Yu snorted, a pair of dead fish eyes bulged high, staring at Zeng Zimo unscrupulously.

The woman in front of her is so beautiful that she can't say anything, with a yao-nose, apricot eyes and a cherry mouth, a small waist and a flawless figure, seeing Zeng Zimo, Yu Cheng only feels that she has lived in vain in her life.

The hot and naked gaze made Zeng Zimo uncomfortable, looked at the man, frowned slightly, and leaned closer to Jin Feng.

"Well, I'm free today, come and have a look......"

Boss Yu reluctantly took his eyes off Zeng Zimo's body, and said in a man's voice: "Did you get any good things in exchange?"

"Bring it to my brother and show ......"

"Brother, it's not bad for money!"

While speaking, he deliberately looked at Zeng Zimo, looking very complacent.

The stall owner He Monkey flattered and agreed: "It's all original objects, and you have commented on ......"

"But the cigarette stick in this beauty's hand was bought in Xicheng District the day before yesterday......"

"Boss Yu is an expert, can you take a look?"

"Oh!?"

Boss Yu looked over, narrowed his eyes, and sighed softly in his mouth.

"It's like Hetian Yu's cigarette holder. ”

"The color is natural, and the pulp is also old. ”

While speaking, Boss Yu stepped forward and said with a lustful smile: "Beauty, can you let me pass it?"

Zeng Zimo held the cigarette stick in his hand and turned the jade head, with a hint of anger on the jade face.

This man is too unqualified.

Seeing that Zeng Zimo ignored him, Boss Yu was not angry, but leaned closer to his head and carefully looked at the cigarette stick in Zeng Zimo's hand.

"Well, it's kind of interesting, this cigarette stick......"

"The smoke pot is round, the cigarette stem is flat, the cigarette holder is white, and the patina patina is naturally natural...... At least I got the Republic of China......"

The onlookers were a little moved when they heard Boss Yu's words.

You know, in these years, not to mention the things of the Republic of China, even the things before the change can be called antiques.

When the stall owner He Monkey heard this, he blinked his little mouse-like eyes, and said, "Is it really an object?"

This sentence exposed his ignorance, and several vendors who set up stalls on the side all gathered around and looked at He Monkey with disdain.

They are all vendors who are sending Xianqiao to live together, and everyone knows what is on their stalls.

In the current era of national collection, there is not even a genuine product in the big shops on the first and second floors......

Not to mention!

Unexpectedly, this He Monkey really has an object from the Republic of China, which surprised other traders.

Boss Yu is a person who is known to most of the old traders in Xianqiao.

A native of Chengdu, his original name was Yu Chengdu. Grandpa's generation is a Qingshui robe brother's family, the family is well-off, it is the second generation of demolition very early, and Jincheng has developed greatly, with a population of more than 10 million people crowded together, and those teahouses and shops can eat until they die of old age.

Don't worry about food and clothing, just play antiques, raise a group of followers, called friends and brothers, every day is not fishing mahjong or travel party, life is very chic.

Yu Chengdu also has a nickname called Yu Expert, and many vendors in Xianqiao are his fans, which also proves that this Yu Cheng has two brushes.

His ancestors owned a pawnshop, and there were a lot of things hidden at home.

Hearing Yu Cheng say the age of this cigarette stick, everyone was also a little surprised.

At this moment, Yu Cheng looked at the two English letters JB on the cigarette stick, couldn't help but sizzle, frowned, touched his chin and muttered to himself.

“JB！？”

"Jaguar?!"

"Stammering!?"

"Jinba!?"

"Sizzle......"

"What do you mean by this?"

"Obviously, the cigarette holder and the cigarette stick are almost the same, and the patina is also old, and the age of the cigarette holder must be at least 100 years......"

"Yes...... What does this JB mean?"

"Is it the brand of the cigarette stick?"

A few of the younger brothers around Boss Yu flattered and answered.

"Chicken Chop Brand Cigarette Stick!?"

Yu Cheng turned around and slapped him, and said angrily: "Chicken pick a hammer." ”

"You're a chicken chop. ”

"Have you ever heard of something called chicken chop cards?"

The beaten follower covered his swollen face, belched and smiled bitterly, and his face was full of bitterness.

The surrounding stall owners and passers-by couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Cheng picked at his bare head, his eyes narrowed into a line, and his face was frowning, as if he had fallen in.

"Who is this called JB!?"

"Oh, I said, how much did you sell this cigarette stick. ”

He Monkey compared a gesture: "One thousand." ”

"Uh...... A thousand!?"

"It's not expensive. It's not outrageous. ”

Yu Cheng lit a cigarette and said, "I'll give one thousand five." Wrap me up. I took it back and pondered it slowly. ”

Hearing this, He Monkey suddenly smiled and nodded.

"Boss Yu is atmospheric. ”

Yu Cheng was not polite, waved his hand and asked someone to bring a handbag, and began to count the money.

He Monkey turned to Zeng Zimo and said, "Beauty, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this cigarette stick is asked for by Boss Yu...... You ......"

Zeng Zimo was stunned, and said in a coquettish voice: "Boss He, do you want to sell this cigarette stick to two buyers?"

He Monkey was stunned, his mouth was ahhhh......h It's not ......"

"The ...... of the boss of Renyu"

"Hey...... I'm sorry for you......"

Zeng Zimo pursed his mouth tightly and snorted softly.

Yu Cheng snorted and laughed, his face full of meat.

looked at Zeng Zimo with a squint, smacked his lips and jokingly exclaimed, "What?"

"Beauty, you want this cigarette stick too?"

Zeng Zimo didn't look at Yu Chengdu, and said to He Monkey Jiaojiao: "Boss He, honesty in business, I got the cigarette stick first, I have already paid, what do you mean?"

He Monkey's face was embarrassed, and he said haha in his mouth.

Yu Cheng said with a smile.

"If you want me to say, such an old family is really not suitable for a Daiyu girl like you......"

The people on the side all laughed, and Zeng Zimo's eyes were full of obscenity and desire.

Zeng Zimoyu's face was flushed, his apricot eyes were misty, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The red face was even more delicate in the sun, and it was about to drip water.

The chest rose and fell, and the high continuous should be under everyone's eyes, and countless people secretly swallowed saliva.

Yu Chengdu's rude words made him embarrassed and indignant, when had he, the proud daughter of the sky, been molested like this and insulted.

The lotus-like hand trembled slightly, making it even paler.

Without the slightest hesitation, I was about to lose my cigarette stick.

At this time, a black hand grasped Zeng Zimo's jade arm and said softly: "If you don't let go, no one can take it away." ”

Jin Feng's words came into Zeng Zimo's ears, and for some reason, Zeng Zimo's heart calmed down suddenly.

Looking at Jin Feng sideways, he hummed softly, and held the cigarette stick in his hand tighter, not caring at all that his arm was held in Jin Feng's black hand.

Yu Chengdu sighed, casually sweeping Jin Feng, who was dressed as a migrant worker, snorted in his nose, full of contempt.

"Hey, hey, the beauty went out with a bodyguard......"

"In the movie, all Taoist priests go down the mountain, I think you look like a farmer going down the mountain......"

Jin Feng glanced at Yu Cheng and said coldly.

"Remember to brush your teeth after eating poop!"