When the last piece of the piece was perfectly put together, Zhou Xiaoyu wiped his sweat, snapped his fingers and said, "It's done!"

He stood up, pointed to the porcelain plate glued with 502 glue on the table, and said, "Look, the plate will come back." Don't be surprised, I'm a master of 500 hours of jigsaw puzzles, and that's a piece of cake for me!"

Chen Ran slapped his thigh and said, "I see, put the plate back with glue, this craft is really ingenious." Great, as long as Lao Li is blind and doesn't see these cracks, then we can get through the trick!"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Chen Ran suddenly shouted: "Lao Li is not blind, how can he not see these cracks on the plate!"

He slammed into the closet, opened the cabinet, and drilled his head into it: "So far, there is only one way left!

Zhou Xiaoyu grabbed him and said, "You have no end, the time machine stalk can't get by, right! Besides, this thing is fake!

Chen Ran stopped: "Are you sure?"

Zhou Xiaoyu picked up the price card on the ground, shook it in front of Chen Ran's eyes, and then stretched out a finger and rubbed it vigorously on the price card.

When I took my finger away again, the handwriting on the price card was a mess.

Chen Ran: "This is?"

Zhou Xiaoyu threw the price card and said: "I just found out that those words were all written with a ballpoint pen, and this plate is not an antique at all! As for why a tattered plate is disguised as an antique, there is only one truth!"

"That is, the dead old man wants to trap us!"

Chen Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and then applauded: "So that's the case, I actually let you see through this scam, it seems that you have the potential to become a detective." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "I don't want to be a 10,000-year-old primary school student." But then again, this routine is very familiar, Uncle Long's antique cup, can't it be fake?"

Chen Ran said with a serious face: "Uncle Long's cup, but it's a genuine antique. ”

Zhou Xiaoyu was stunned: "Really, then Uncle Long is also enough to bleed the capital, in order to keep me, he actually smashed an antique, it seems that he has discovered my potential!"

Chen Ran said: "How can it, that cup has been dropped eight hundred times, and I have stuck it back every time." ”

"What!" This time Zhou Xiaoyu jumped up, "Sure enough, it's still pit me, dead old man, young master, I won't do it!"

Chen Ran hurriedly grabbed him and said, "That's not good, you have already signed the contract." The contract has legal effect, and if you don't do it now, you will have to pay liquidated damages. ”

Zhou Xiaoyu said: "What liquidated damages, how can I find out!"

Chen Ran said: "It's on the last item of the contract, but the words in that item are very small, and you can't see it without a magnifying glass." ”

I'll go, there's a set in this set, a serial set!

Zhou Xiaoyu wants to cry without tears, the old guy's routine is too deep, why do you want to do this to me, I'm still a child.

Chen Ran patted Zhou Xiaoyu, who had turned into a sculpture, shook his head sympathetically, and then continued to work.

Soon it was noon, Zhou Xiaoyu barely recovered from the blow, and was dragging the ground weakly.

At this time, there was a sound of the door opening in the living room, and then Old Man Li's voice rang out: "I'm back, how is your work?"

Chen Ran said with a smile on his face: "Lao Li, I'm sorry, I broke your plum blossom plate." ”

Old man Li suddenly shouted: "What, that's my favorite Song Dynasty antique! Market price of 800,000, 800,000!"

Chen Ran smiled and took out the price card and said, "We also found out just now that the words on it were written with a ballpoint pen. ”

Old man Li patted his head and said, "Oh, I remember wrong, this is a small ornament I bought in the supermarket, although I only bought eighteen yuan." But you're broken, hurry up and pay me money!"

As soon as Chen Ran wanted to say something, there was a knock on the door.

Knock knock knock, knock very quickly.

Zhou Xiaoyu was about to go over to open the door, but Old Man Li grabbed him and said with a serious face: "Don't go, don't you feel it?" The atmosphere outside the door is very unusual, I feel that there is a heavy and rich atmosphere outside. If you open the door rashly, something bad will happen!"

Old man, you're on the stage, let's have a funny novel, not a fantasy novel!

At this time, an impatient voice sounded outside the door: "Someone hasn't received the courier!"

Old man Li suddenly laughed: "It turns out that the courier is coming, it seems that the Hailiu pipe I bought on Jingdong has arrived!"

The old man rushed to open the door, but as soon as the door opened, people pushed him in. The old man took a few steps back, if it weren't for Chen Ran's support, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground.

Well, this courier is a little quick-tempered.

Zhou Xiaoyu looked up and saw a tall man in his early thirties walking in from outside the door. He had a shaved head, a cigarette in his mouth, and a large gold chain around his neck.

Wearing a floral shirt with an open neckline to reveal the plush chest hair underneath, and a pair of narrow pants and double flip-flops, he didn't look like a courier at all.

"Li Youcai, Lao Tzu knows that you are at home, this time I see what you say. The board stretched out his hand, spread his palm and said: "It's the end of the month, pay back!"

Zhou Xiaoyu suddenly understood, it turned out that he was a debt collector.

The old man named Li Youcai sighed and said, "It turns out that it is already the end of the moon, time flies so fast, this can't help but remind me of a poem." If the golden year does not come again, it will be difficult to regain the morning in one day. Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat others. Don't treat people..."

Zhou Xiaoyu looked at this tattered old man in amazement, he really didn't see that this old Li Tou could still write poetry?

Ban Cuntou took off his cigarette, threw it on the ground hard, stepped on it a few times, and then shouted: "Old guy, hurry up and pay back, don't ink ink!"

Li Youcai returned to the bedroom silently, then took out the plum blossom plate, handed it to Ban Cuntou and said, "I have an antique from the Song Dynasty here, with a market price of 800,000 yuan." Just use this to pay off your debts, and you don't have to look for the rest, goodbye. ”

There was silence in the living room.

Lao Li, are you very happy now? That person doesn't talk as well as we do.

After a while, the head of the board really exploded: "Who the are you fooling? Isn't this just a small ornament sold in the supermarket, and it is discounted for 18 yuan each! Besides, this thing has been broken, even if it is really an antique, it is worthless!"

Li Youcai was surprised: "What, it turned out to be fake." Hey, I said why did you sell me 800, it turns out that I let people cheat me! Big brother, you wait here, I'll go to that bastard to settle accounts, and I'll pay you back when I come back." ”

The old man pulled up his sleeves and ran out of the door in a rage.

As a result, Ban Cuntou grabbed his back neckline, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped and shouted: "Old fellow, don't play tricks on me! Is it easy for me to collect money, I've let you cheat eight hundred times in the past few years, do you think I'll be fooled again!"

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyu suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Ban Cuntou, it seems that he made Lao Li Tou's routine not light.