Temple of Literature, on the street.

When the three men appeared, carrying baseball bats, many people around them stepped aside.

But no one really left.

Instead, he hid in the back, with his eyes wide open, watching the excitement.

Many of them have a general understanding of these men with baseball bats.

"It seems that this Wensheng shop is going to be unlucky again, it has offended many people before, and now it has even provoked the Confucian Temple...... Speaking of the owner of this shop, it's really unlucky. ”

On the street, a young man in a clerk's uniform shook his head, and his voice was not loud or small.

This man's name is Fu Chu, he looks ordinary, and if he is thrown into the pile, he will definitely not attract attention. He was a caretaker in the store next door to Wensheng's antique shop.

So there was just an accident here, so he came over to see the excitement, and when he spoke, he still had a look of schadenfreude on his face, after all, the Temple of Literature is too calm, and it is not easy for something to happen occasionally.

Of course......

One more point.

This Fu Chu is also not used to Wensheng antique shops.

And it happened that after Fu Chu said this, he was heard by a passer-by next to him.

Passers-by had doubts on their faces.

"Well, lad, you know this shop? Is this antique shop very famous? Also, the Temple of Literature, what's going on? Is it possible that there are still ruffians in the East China Sea? ”

Fu Chu was originally bored, but after hearing this question, he immediately became interested......

Turn your head sideways.

Look at the passerby......

A self-cooked look.

"Wensheng antique shop, of course it is famous, you must know that in the Temple of Literature, the most famous person is called Lu Wensheng, this shop, named after this person, what do you say?" Fu Chu spoke, but there was obviously a bit of sarcasm in his voice.

"Lu Wensheng?" Passers-by were still puzzled, he was not from here, and naturally he had not heard of it.

However, Fu Chu continued in his voice: "Oops, oops, you don't have to worry about all this!" You just need to know that this Wensheng antique shop, in our Confucian Temple, is the most bizarre existence, this shop, borrowed the fame of an elder, but the store does not sell antiques at all on weekdays...... But there are a lot of antiquities collected inside. ”

"Oh?" Passers-by's eyes lit up slightly: "Antique shops, don't sell antiques?" ”

Fu Chu grinned and continued to popularize science: "That's the reason!" Of course, the really annoying thing is that the people in this store are too forced, the guy who watches the store on weekdays, does nothing all day long, and prices the less than twenty antiquities extremely high, not to mention, when someone really buys it, he still comes and sells it only to people who are destined......

After saying this, Fu Chu paused slightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"An antique shop is still mysterious, and I don't know if it's doing business, or deliberately improving the style! Anyway, I've been here for a year or two, and I've never seen any business in this store...... On the contrary, that guy also likes to collect some antiquities, often buy them at some cheap prices in the Temple of Literature, and then mark the unbelievable price! I think so...... The owner of this shop is either crazy or has an abnormal brain, and it is said that the salary of the person who watches the store is extremely high. After saying this, Fu Chu was still full of disdain.

In his opinion.

If you let him go to work in the Wensheng antique shop.

It can definitely make a lot of money for the store in a short period of time.

However, now the employees of Wensheng Store do nothing, and their wages are several times higher than their own.

This is the reason why Fu Chu is unhappy.

"I see, this is really a strange shop, only buying and not selling, deliberately making things difficult for customers, no wonder these people will come up to make trouble, then, what is the matter with the Confucian Temple?" Passers-by nodded, pinched their chins with their hands, and agreed with Fu Chu's words.

Get affirmation from passers-by.

Fu Chu's interest became even greater.

"The origin of the Confucian Temple is much more complicated...... Do you know what the most famous antique shop in the Temple of Literature is called? Fu Chu raised his head, and when he said this, there was a touch of pride on his face.

Passers-by shook their heads: "I don't know!" ”

"Wanbao Building! Located in the most prosperous and central location of the Confucian Temple, and also the most profitable antique shop in the entire Confucian Temple, these three people are all employees of Wanbaolou, they took a fancy to some antiques in the Confucian store, wanted to buy, and then were rejected...... That's why I'm here to make trouble. When Fu Chu said this, he looked like a matter of course.

"If others don't sell it, can they still rob it?" Passers-by frowned slightly.

Fu Chu rolled his eyes: "But Wanbaolou pays according to the price of Wensheng Store...... This happened three days ago, and at that time, the employee didn't have a chance to say a word, and he didn't take Wanbaolou in his eyes at all! It's going to be a troublemaker. ”

"I still don't understand it." Passers-by shook their heads.

"Oops!" Fu Chu waved his hand, then lowered his head and leaned his head towards the passerby: "The reason why Wanbaolou is the biggest is because they have another layer of identity, their boss, but they are mixed with the underworld, and none of their employees are naturally good, even if it doesn't make sense, for them, it makes sense...... You get the idea, don't you? ”

When he said this, Fu Chu's head was still looking left and right, for fear of being heard by a third person.

"That's it!"

After hearing this, the passer-by looked suddenly enlightened, nodded seriously, and then looked at Ye Bei's side.

……

Wensheng antique shop, the door is still ajar at the moment.

Although the doorway became lively......

But there was no reaction in the store at all, and no one came out.

"It's the brother of Wanbaolou, I'm Gongsun Bo, you know each other...... Again for what happened three days ago? Actually, it's not that you don't know that Wensheng antique shop has a lot of rules, it's been at least ten years, and no antiques have been sold. Everyone is on the same street. ”

After being scolded by the man with the baseball bat, Gongsun Bo did not get angry, but accompanied by a smiling face, and said quickly.

Ye Bei watched lightly from the side and remained silent.

It's just that......

Gongsun Bo's words have just fallen.

The man who took the lead lifted the baseball bat and patted it lightly on his other hand.

"Gongsun Bo? A garbage who sells fakes in the Temple of Literature and deceives newcomers is embarrassed to come here to be a peacemaker? When will we do things in Wanbaolou, and it will be your turn to say irresponsible things? "The man who took the lead didn't give Gongsun Bo any face.

Chirping......

But......

Just after those fierce words were spoken.

At the door of Wensheng's antique shop, there was a squeaky sound of pushing the door.

Then, a young man who looked to be only in his twenties slowly walked out of it, but after the young man saw Ye Bei, his body directly paused on the spot, and then he couldn't stop trembling!