"Uncle Liu, why don't you forget it?" Li Xingchen said to Liu Zhiping.

"No! How can I forget it, I have been friends with Lao Li for so many years, and now that he is missing, I must take care of his child!" Liu Zhiping slapped the table and suddenly became stronger.

Liu Qing is dressed in a trendy brand, and just showing a face is enough to become the stunner that all kinds of men dream of, but the thick makeup makes her lose a lot of points, and she has grievances on her face at the moment.

"You don't want to be in the same company as your brother Xingchen, do you?" Liu Zhiping looked at Liu Qing and asked.

Liu Qing said: "If the people in the company want to know that I know this dumpling, they will definitely laugh at me." ”

Liu Zhiping said angrily: "Okay, if you don't want to be in the same company as your brother Xingchen, it's okay, I'll cut off your pocket money now, and you can go out and find a job by yourself!"

Liu Qing stomped her feet, sobbed and walked in.

"This girl has been spoiled by me since she was a child!" Liu Zhiping's shoulders trembled.

Li Xingchen shook his head, "It's okay, Uncle Liu, it's really not okay, I'm not disabled." Those with sound limbs can not find a job anywhere. ”

"No, Xingchen, don't treat your Uncle Liu as an outsider. Liu Zhiping decisively refused.

After a while, Wang Yan cooked the meal, and Liu Qing didn't come out to eat.

At the dinner table of the three people, Wang Yan was sneering again.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" and in the room, Liu Qing had just walked in sobbing when a question came from her phone.

This is Liu Qing's colleague, who is playing voice games with her.

Liu Qing shook her head and said it was okay.

Colleagues asked again and again.

Liu Qing sobbed and replied, "It's not because of my father, I have to arrange a poor relative who doesn't know where he came from in our company." ”

"The devil knows if that poor relative will talk nonsense, and if he says he has anything to do with me, how will I meet people in the future. Liu Qing's tone was even more aggrieved.

The phone was cut contemptuously, "I thought that what was the matter, the little thing, I would say hello to the old Wang of the personnel, and your poor relative would have to get out of the way if he didn't stay for a few days." ”

Liu Qing stopped sobbing: "Brother Zhao, is it really?"

The person on the phone smiled and asked, "When did your brother Zhao lie to you." ”

Liu Qing burst into tears and smiled: "Hehe, I know that Brother Zhao is the best." ”

......

When Li Xingchen came out of Liu's house, he sighed.

Even if he is strong, but now that he has returned to the earth, he is still a little at a loss to let him make money for a while.

But Li Xingchen still understands the truth that a penny is difficult for a hero.

The cub is still in a hurry to use the money to go to school, and her mother is old, and Li Xingchen is absolutely reluctant to put the burden on her.

......

Gambling Stone Street.

Li Xingchen relied on his old computer last night to re-understand the world, and now he has found the most suitable way to make money.

"Authentic Imperial Emerald Green, Blood Sale. The old man had a rag in front of him, wrapped in a pile of jade and jade pendants, and shouted in his throat.

"Young man, Imperial Emerald Green, I think you are quite right, sell it to you for five thousand yuan, do you want to buy it?" the old man looked at Li Xingchen and said.

Li Xingchen didn't answer the old man, but looked towards the jade pendant, without the slightest aura.

Li Xingchen pursed his lips and replied to the old man: "What imperial emerald green, something for five yuan on the assembly line, dare to open your mouth and sell it for five thousand yuan with some materials." ”

The old man smiled.

"Well, I just wanted to give a relative a gift. I want this jade pendant, and I'll give you some money for running away for hard work, a hundred yuan. Give me that thing too, and count it as a lottery. Li Xingchen looked indifferent, and pointed to the Buddha statue.

The old man's face was tangled, and he said to Li Xingchen: "Brother, you are too ruthless, this Buddha statue is my ancestor, the Ming Dynasty...... Hey, brother, don't go, I'll sell it for a hundred yuan, no! Ninety, I'll sell it for ninety!"

Li Xingchen, who had just taken two steps, turned his head, took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the old man, casually stuffed the jade pendant back into his pocket, and walked forward with the Buddha statue in his hand.

It is true that the jade pendant is built on the assembly line, but the Buddha statue is full of spiritual power, no matter how you say it, it is something that has been around for many years, at least it will not be lost.

As for Li Xingchen's 100 yuan, it was the only little deposit he had left five years ago, and he just took it out of his bank card yesterday.

"Little brother, do you sell this Buddha statue in your hand?" Li Xingchen held the Buddha statue, and just after walking two steps, a fat man with glasses trotted over, helped his eyes and asked.

The fat man carried a small bag on his back and a gold necklace around his neck, and was obviously not poor.

"Five thousand yuan, brother, as long as you sell it, I will give you cash immediately. The fat man said with five fingers.

Li Xingchen shook his head and continued to walk forward.

The abundance of this aura alone is more than 5,000 yuan.

"Fifty thousand, brother, make a friend!" Wang Fatzi saw that Li Xingchen ignored him and continued.

Li Xingchen stopped, glanced at the fat man and shook his head, intending to continue walking forward.

"One hundred thousand, brother, it can't be higher, the three-color Buddha statue of the Ming Dynasty, the price of the sky. The fat man panted and chased after him, and he didn't let go.

Li Xingchen completely stopped this time.

100,000 yuan is enough for the cubs to go to school, enough to relieve some of the burden on the mother.

And look at the appearance of this fat man, 100,000 yuan. Even if he can make a lot of money, according to the market, he shouldn't cheat himself.

"Little brother, don't sell it!" Just as Li Xingchen was hesitating whether to sell this Buddha statue, a voice sounded beside him.

Li Xingchen looked over, it was a middle-aged man in a suit, with a good appearance and a Buddha string on his hand, which gave people a good first feeling.

"My name is He Jian. The man laughed.

"This brother, are you trying to mess with my business?" asked the fat man with a frown.

He Jian pointed to the antique shop behind him and said: "This shop is mine, I also have a bit of a reputation in this gambling stone street, I don't mean to disturb your business, I just think that what you are doing is not authentic, just with this Buddha statue in the hands of the little brother, it is far more than 100,000 yuan." ”

Wang Fatzi's shoulders trembled and said: "What? My Wang Fatzi has no reputation? You go out and inquire, who has my Wang Fatzi pitted, Ming Sancai, no matter who is in his hands, 100,000 yuan is not a lot at all." ”

He Jian smiled, his eyes became cold: "If this Buddha statue of Little Brother is Ming Sancai, 100,000 yuan is indeed a lot." But this one of him is not a Ming Sancai, but an authentic Tang Sancai Heavenly King statue, let alone 100,000, can you take 1 million?"

"This is obviously a Ming Sancai, you tell me it's a statue of Tang Sancai Heavenly King, brother, do you think I'm blind?" Wang Fatzi frowned.

He Jian smiled and said: "If you look at it in an ordinary way, it is indeed a three-color Buddha statue of the Ming Dynasty." That's why I said you ruined the treasure of the little brother. ”

Wang Fatzi glanced at the store, gritted his teeth and said, "Oh? Then I want you to explain my confusion, what did I go wrong?"

He Jian snorted and said: "You don't know that this method is normal, after all, you are just a fallen master, this kind of upper-level statue of the Heavenly King, you probably have not touched it." ”

"Little brother, if you believe me, why don't you take your Buddha statue to my shop, and I'll show you another way, and then what kind of Buddha statue it is, it will be revealed. He Jian pointed to the shop behind him.

Li Xingchen looked at the shop after He Fitness, the scale is not small, at least on this street, it is also one of the best.

So he didn't refuse He Jian's invitation and nodded.

Wang Fatzi followed, and snorted coldly: "I want to see what method you can use to turn a Ming Sancai Buddha statue into a Tang Dynasty Sancai Heavenly King statue." ”

The three of them walked into He Jian's antique shop together.

He Jian didn't talk nonsense, and went down to bring a basin of water.

Li Xingchen frowned, but he didn't rush to stop it.

Wang Fatzi said in a strange manner: "What's the matter, the way you said to observe." Could it be that you poured a basin of water on Ming Sancai's head, brother, I'm afraid you're not stupid watching TV series. ”

"I can tell you, the price of the Ming Sancai Buddha statue damaged by the water is greatly discounted. Wang Fatzi warned.

He Jian ignored him, pointed to his shop, looked at Li Xingchen and said: "My store is here, this is really Ming Sancai, I destroyed your Buddha statue little brother, I will give you at least 120,000." ”

Li Xingchen heard this number and snorted.

He Jian picked up the water and poured it on his head, and Wang Fatzi watched coldly.