Time passed little by little, the clocks that lost their luster and couldn't walk, the lacquered snuff bottles, and the brooches made of agate, Gong Bing picked up one thing after another, and touched them without letting go of a trace of detail while looking at them, most of these antiques lacked maintenance, some were black and greasy, some were full of dust, and after a while, his originally white palms were already black.

During this period, the old man poked his head out from time to time to look at Gong Bing, and then lowered his head and went about his own business.

Clapping his black hands, regardless of the dirt, he took out a cigarette from his pocket: "Old man, don't you mind if I smoke?" ”

"Feel free to do it, just don't drop the ash all over there, the ashtray is over there." The old man pointed to a table not far away, on which a heavy glass ashtray was silent.

Originally, it was not early to arrive at the store, so in the blink of an eye, the hands on the clock were soon approaching ten o'clock, and it was time to close.

Because there are many things in this shop, Gong Bing's progress is not fast, and he only looked at a quarter of the house before leaving.

"If you haven't seen enough, you can come back tomorrow, I'll open at eight o'clock in the morning." Before leaving, the old man said to Gong Bing.

The alleys are still full of people, people who have just gotten off work, or who have come out to have fun after dinner, or who have come out to buy some daily necessities, and the shops and roadside vendors on both sides are still trying to attract customers.

After walking down the stairs, Gong Bing turned his head to look at the second floor where the lights had just been turned off, shook his head secretly, and then turned around and left, walking towards the outside of the alley.

Back at the hotel he had booked, Gong Bing saw the four people who had already returned from shopping.

"How's it going, did you find anything you're interested in?" Kohler asked with a smile when he saw Gong Bing who pushed the door in, looking in a good mood.

"Not yet, I hope tomorrow's luck will be better." Gong Bing shrugged his shoulders and put his backpack down as he spoke.

Everyone booked the hotel's special suite, which has four bedrooms with toilets, connected by a small hall, the price of this kind of hotel is naturally not low, but it is another matter if there is the sponsorship of the rich boy Koller, at this time the four of them are playing cards and chatting in this small hall.

"Gabriel, have you eaten?" Rita asked.

Gong Bing nodded.

"Some time ago, I suddenly wanted to learn martial arts and practice, and now I have an interest in antiques on a whim, what the hell are you doing, brother?" As she spoke, Rita took out three slapsticks from her hand and threw them to the ground: "Three! ”

"It's not bad to like antiques, my father likes antiques very much, and he usually studies them at home, if Gabriel's brother is really interested, he can come to my house after returning to Green Town, and my dad also has a lot of things in his collection at home." One of Ruita's female classmates said to Gong Bing, and at the same time played three cards from her hand: "Lian! ”

Gong Bing nodded and thanked him, and agreed, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat.

"Do you have a general direction? For example, what kind of antiques you like, maybe you can ask someone who knows how to do it, and buy some related books first. Koller suggested.

Although there is also an Internet in this world, the level of development is not the same as that of the earth in the previous life, and the delay in updating and the incomplete information make him helpless, so it seems that it is a better idea to let a professional give some advice.

Suddenly, Gong Bing's mood also improved, and he also opened his mouth to chat with them a few more words.

"So Rita, you're going to attend that doctor's lecture tomorrow and tomorrow?"

"Call me sister." Rita said dissatisfied, casually drawing a card from the pile of cards on the table: "What a stinky card." ”

"That's right, there will be four lectures in the next two days, and we plan to go to all of them, the other party is an authoritative figure in this field, and the other party does not often hold this kind of lecture, so the opportunity is rare, and we don't want to miss it." Kohler replied as he threw all the cards out of his hand: "I'm sorry, I won this." ”

The small hall suddenly wailed.

"If you're interested, you can also come and listen, maybe you'll be interested."

"Well, if it's okay, I'll go over and take a look." Gong Bing casually agreed.

Early the next morning, when the others were still in the bed, Gong Bing had already gotten up, ran a few laps in the park in front of the hotel, and went out after serving breakfast in the hotel restaurant.

Coming to the deep alley of Moran's antique shop again, most of the shops on both sides are still closed, and only a few small shops and a few trolleys at the entrance of the alley are doing business, providing a steaming breakfast for early risers.

When he arrived at Moran's antique shop, it was just eight o'clock, and Gong Bing saw the old man standing in front of a classic car from a distance.

"Good morning, boss, is there anything I can do to help you?" Gong Bing asked at the old man's back.

The old man turned his head and saw Gong Bing.

"It turned out to be yesterday's child, and today came quite early." The old man with a frown furrowed smile smiled.

"Got in trouble?" Gong Bing looked at the front lid of the car that had been opened, and lit a cigarette.

"This is a used car that I just bought last month, but this is the third time this month that something has gone wrong." The old man shook his head helplessly.

"Let me try, maybe I can fix it."

The old man glanced at Gong Bing, then took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and then said, "Okay kid, you try it, I really don't have anything to do with these machines." ”

The old man threw the key to Gong Bing.

Gong Bing then began to inspect the classic car.

He first got into the car and started it, and the sound was so strange that of course it couldn't start.

Then he went back to the car to check, while the old man quietly watched Gong Bing, who was busy going back and forth.

"Minor problem, it will be solved soon, boss, do you have a toolbox here?" Gong Bing raised his head and asked.

"You can find it in the trunk."

A few minutes later, Gong Bing closed the front lid again, then returned to the driver's seat, and the car started smoothly.

"Nice lad, nice." Seeing that the car was repaired, the old man smiled.

"It's just a small problem, maybe you were deceived by the person who repaired the car, judging from the traces of the repair, the other party seems to have deliberately not completely repaired you, so your car will have problems after a while." Gong Bing said bluntly, and brought up the situation he had just discovered: "But this car is indeed old enough, so even if there is no reason for this, I don't think it's strange that something will go wrong every once in a while." ”

Gong Bing also has a layer of meaning, that is, even if you want to buy a second-hand car, you shouldn't buy such an old one, and in the end, you won't save much money, but it will be a lot of trouble.

"Those hateful boys, they dare to cheat old Moran's money." Perhaps only the first half of the passage was heard, and the old man cursed angrily.

"Thank you very much for your help, kid, can I know your name?" Then the old man said to Gong Bing.

"Gabriel Taylor." Gong Bing casually threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"Alright, Gabriel, you can call me old Moran, now I need to go out to do some errands, and I won't be back until noon." Mo Lan took out another bunch of keys from his arms and threw them to Gong Bing: "Take it, go in and see it yourself, by the way, help me look at the store for a while, if other guests come, you tell them that I will come back at noon." ”

"Okay, I will." Taking the key, Gong Bing replied in a daze.

After giving him the key, old Moran didn't say anything, and directly started his classic car, and Kurukuri left the alley.