At this point, it can be regarded as an ending that the masses like to see, but the onlookers are very satisfied and disperse one after another.

Aunt Zhang carried the big bag of broken porcelain pieces, and smiled so much that she couldn't see her teeth: "Noble, do you still want this broken porcelain?" ”

Gong Yaru looked at the broken porcelain pieces worth five hundred taels of silver, and it was very painful. Although this is not her silver, if it is not spent here, she will go to the Yinlou fat powder shop for a while, and she will always let Liu Jingyi spend the five hundred taels on her.

Seeing that Gong Yaru didn't speak, Aunt Zhang said to herself: "Forget it, it's all broken like this, and you won't want it if you think about it." Is this cloth still useful...... "As he spoke, he was about to throw the broken porcelain piece out of his pocket.

However, Jiang Baoqing stopped her with a loud voice: "Slow." ”

Aunt Zhang's movements paused slightly, and her face was surprised: "Xiao Langjun, do you want these broken porcelain pieces?" ”

Jiang Baoqing let out a noncommittal "um".

The shopkeeper looked behind the counter and said, "...... I have to remind my little brother that porcelain has always been valuable, and broken porcelain pieces are not valuable. ”

Jiang Baoqing smiled meaningfully and repeated: "Yes, this broken porcelain piece is not worth much." ”

She paused, and then looked at Aunt Zhang, "Since this broken porcelain piece is useless, I still bother this lady to put this broken porcelain piece on this counter again." ”

"No, it's worthless, what else are you going to do?" Aunt Zhang was obviously a little reluctant.

Jiang Baoqing insisted on looking at her, looking very determined.

Aunt Zhang's heart was crossed, and she simply said: "You don't count, this broken porcelain piece is not your money." I listened to that noble lady. She just looked at it from the side, although she didn't understand what they meant, but she could clearly see that the young lady who smashed her porcelain seemed to be a little uneasy with this handsome little Langjun, didn't she see that she was crying angrily just now?

Gong Yaru's spirits perked up, and she wanted to fight against Jiang Baoqing: "Yes, don't listen to her...... Throw it ...... directly"

"What is Miss Gong talking about," Jiang Baoqing intercepted Gong Yaru's words, smiling gently and amiably, "This broken porcelain piece is not your silver." ”

Gong Yaru was directly choked back.

Jiang Baoqing looked at Liu Jingyi: "Young Master Liu, what do you say?" ”

Although Liu Jingyi didn't know what kind of medicine Jiang Baoqing was selling in this gourd, he obviously helped with this, he nodded, "This lady, you put that broken porcelain piece on this counter." ”

The matter has come to this, no matter how unwilling Aunt Zhang is, she has to put the broken porcelain piece back.

"Xiao Lang Junmo, isn't he worried about the appraisal results?" Aunt Zhang saw Jiang Baoqing pick up a piece of broken porcelain and look at it carefully, and said a little nervously, "If you are not at ease, you can also take this porcelain piece to the pawnshop next to it to see if it is worth the money." ”

"Auntie don't be nervous, I'm not doubting its own value." Jiang Baoqing said slowly, "I believe that if you take this porcelain piece to any pawnshop for identification, the results will be no different." ”

When Aunt Zhang heard this, she was slightly relieved, but she still didn't understand what this handsome and handsome little Langjun was planning to do.

The shopkeeper was already a little impatient at this time: "Okay, okay, since you have already appraised it, why don't you go out quickly?" Don't get in the way of our business? ”

Gong Ji sneered, and looked around casually: "You are very bold, in this Gong family's industry, no one has ever dared to drive me out." ”

The shopkeeper looked at Gong Ji in disbelief: "You are?" ……”

Gong Ji ignored the shopkeeper, he stopped in front of a calligraphy and painting at random, and said casually: "This is the third master of the palace family in charge, right?" ”

The shopkeeper was shocked, the palace family's industry is the property of the entire Dingguo Marquis Mansion to the outside world, and only the people inside them know who is managing which shop.

Who is this man? Unexpectedly, he casually broke that this pawnshop was managed by the third master?

The shopkeeper's look at the palace plan is very different, and there is still a deep vigilance hidden in the respect: "I don't know if this master is ......."

Gong Ji snorted coldly, and the guard behind him said: "My master is also surnamed Gong, it's enough for you to know this." ”

The shopkeeper's cold sweat flowed down at once.

He thought of it!

He should have thought of it a long time ago!

The master surnamed Gong he doesn't know yet, who else can there be besides that one!

"Yuan, it turned out to be a big, big young master." The shopkeeper stammered, "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, you, please come in, and the little one will make you a pot of good tea." ”

Gong Ji had no expression on his face, and he didn't take the shopkeeper's diligence to heart, he moved away from the calligraphy and painting, and said in a rambling voice: "No need, I still lack your pot of tea?" ”

"Yes, yes." The shopkeeper couldn't help wiping a cold sweat, thinking that he should quickly find someone to report to the third master, saying that the eldest young master had come to the store today, but I don't know if he had it intentionally or unintentionally......

Aunt Zhang seemed to notice that something was wrong, and she heard that this shop turned out to be someone else's property, her legs were weak, and she stammered a little: "Yes, or you look at it slowly, I, I still have to take care of the shop outside." ”

Jiang Baoqing spoke up at this time: "It's okay, you can go out and take care of the shop, but you have to keep the silver ticket." ”

Aunt Zhang's face changed a little suddenly, and her honest and honest face changed in a moment with some fright. She subconsciously glanced at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper shook his head at her quietly.

Aunt Zhang calmed down slightly, and said with a smile: "This little Langjun is so scary to speak, I thought I had encountered a robbery." ”

"You're not a robber, but you're more powerful than a robber." Jiang Baoqing held a piece of porcelain in his fingers and shook it.

Aunt Zhang held on, but a fine and dense cold sweat was already oozing from her head: "Xiao Langjun, don't be joking, this, this is not a joke." ”

"I didn't talk about playing," Jiang Baoqing said seriously, "Using a bunch of worthless porcelain pieces in exchange for five hundred taels, isn't it even more powerful than robbing the Dao?" ”

Aunt Zhang's face was already very white at this time, and she still defended herself: "At the moment, this pile of porcelain pieces is worthless, but this is all because the noble man accidentally broke it, shouldn't you lose money?" ”

Jiang Baoqing smiled slightly, and shook the broken porcelain piece on his fingertips: "If someone really accidentally broke it for you, then you will indeed lose money, but if it is...... Before this Miss Gong was broken, this porcelain vase had already been broken? ”

As soon as these words came out, whether it was Aunt Zhang or the shopkeeper of the pawn shop, their faces turned pale in an instant.