Chapter 112: The Bitter Flower Woman (2)
"Captain Ren, I want to wait for the master to come back before making a decision, during this time, if you encounter any tricky tasks, you can call me, if you can help, I will do my best."
When it comes to this, Ren Bing is not good at mushrooms, and what makes him a little comforted is that Xu Qing has promised to contribute to the fifth team, but his identity is still Wang Tiangang's apprentice, and he can't be restrained by any rules and regulations, so he can't be assigned, and he can only use a word.
After eating, Xu Qing took the initiative to call the waiter to come over to pay the bill, and then parted ways with Ren Bing and drove towards the antique street on an electric motorcycle.
Since the last time he got the Prajna Relic, Xu Qing has become interested in antiques, because he guessed that some antiques may also have gas on the surface that can be absorbed by the eyeballs, and if he is lucky, he will make a lot of money if he encounters one more piece.
When it got dark, it was getting dark, and many vendors were busy closing their stalls, but the shops on both sides of the street were brightly lit and the pedestrians were sparsely populated, adding to the loneliness.
Xu Qing pushed the electric motorcycle slowly on the street, while casually scanning the stalls on both sides of the road with his eyes, but after walking around, he didn't find any objects attached to the colored gas, he was a little disappointed in his heart, and pushed the car and began to return the same way.
Walking to the exit of the antique street, Xu Qing was about to start the car, in vain there was a sharp sound of tires scraping the ground in front of him, looking up and seeing an old woman fall to the ground at the fork in the road not far ahead, there were some broken porcelain fragments and other small objects scattered around her, the old woman's palm was cut open by the fragments, and the red blood was flowing out, but the car that caused the accident stopped a little and drove away.
The old woman struggled to stand up, maybe her waist was rubbed by the car just now, and she screamed in pain and fell down, at this time an electric motorcycle drove over, Xu Qing got out of the car and helped the old woman: "I'll take you to the hospital!" ”
When Xu Qing saw the old woman's appearance clearly, his heart suddenly jumped, the old woman who was touched by the car was the flower woman who sold him the map that night, and the first pot of gold in his life was given by this old woman.
"Forget it, I don't have to go to the hospital, can you help me pick up the things on the ground?" Hua Pozi looked at the broken porcelain pieces all over the ground with a gloomy face, and her heart was so painful that she almost burst into tears.
"Oh!" Xu Qing responded, bent down to pick up the small bamboo basket at his feet, and then picked up the scattered objects that had not been broken into the bamboo basket, and the flower woman standing on the side looked at the porcelain pieces on the ground with a bitter face, and the two lines of turbid tears finally couldn't help but slowly slide down the wrinkles on her cheeks.
"What a wreck! Two blue and white porcelain vases that I managed to find, alas! Hua Pozi choked and sighed, and there was a dull pain in her waist.
Xu Qing picked up all the complete items, put the bamboo basket on the back seat of the car, and persuaded in a low voice: "Mother-in-law, don't be sad, I wrote down the license plate of the car just now, and I will go to report the case later, and I must let the guy who has no public morality accompany me." ”
Hua Pozi wiped a handful of tears with the back of her trembling hand, shook her head and sighed: "Alas! Forget it, it's all the bad life of the old woman, thank you, young man. ”