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Jiang Yao was stunned again, but she didn't expect that there would be such benefits to improve her eyesight value? It's a good tool for picking up leaks in the antique street.

Jiang Yao was a little pity, she had already added all the values to her physical strength, and her favorability had not changed much recently.

"Jiang Yao, buy that bottle, you sold it and made money when you turned around, buy me that ring!" Mo's tail swept vigorously on Jiang Yao's face, urging Jiang Yao to ask how much the bottle was, and it was still thinking about the ring on the window.

Jiang Yao was covered by Mo's tail, and slapped Mo's ass, directly beating Mo honestly.

"Boss, how do you sell that bottle in the back?" Jiang Yao glanced at the pile of things behind the boss who didn't pay attention to it and thought it was garbage, and there was only one bottle in it that fell to the ground.

The stall owner was stunned, but he didn't expect the little girl in front of him to ask about something else without saying if he wanted a sword, he looked back at the inconspicuous bottle behind him that he threw aside, and immediately became happy, "Little girl, that thing is not valuable, don't ask for that, listen to the uncle, ask for this sword." A few days ago, I sold a painting, and I sold it for 1,000 yuan, and the man turned around and sold it for 200,000 yuan! This sword is sure to fetch a higher price! ”

"Is that a vase?" Jiang Yao was not enthusiastic about the broken sword, but she was interested in the thousand-year-old bottle that she said silently, she was short of money now, and it would be good if she could sell it for a profit.

"What a vase! Little girl, that's not a vase! The stall owner waved his hand, "That's a night pot!" Do you know what the night pot is for? ”

Jiang Yao's face suddenly turned red.

Chamber pot......

Of course she knows what it is, the night pot is the urinal of men in ancient times!

Jiang Yao looked at the stall owner and kicked the bottle when he spoke, the bottle body turned, and sure enough, a handle was revealed, and the stall owner still looked disgusted, "This thing is a gift from me that I received something else, this is a free gift, what kind of good thing can it be?" Besides, this kind of thing doesn't sound good to your girl's family. ”

Jiang Yao knew that it was a night pot, and he was not going to buy it in the future!

Don't talk about thousands of years, even if it's tens of thousands of years, she doesn't want things that are hundreds of millions of years old!

Jiang Yao turned around neatly and left, with a strained face, glared at Mo in his arms, and scolded, "You are unreliable!" ”

Mo exploded directly, "Buy it!" Why don't you buy it! That thing is an antique in your mouth! ”

Jiang Yao walked farther and farther, and Mo seemed to see that his new toys were getting farther and farther away from him.

"That's the Night Pot! In ancient times, men's urinals, as long as I thought that there was once a man's thing touching the spout of the pot, I felt disgusted! You're still letting me buy it? After buying it, I carried it back to the dormitory, and then put it in the dormitory day and night? I'm not a pervert! Jiang Yao was angry and threw Mo back to the ground directly, "You go by yourself!" ”

Where does Mo know what a night pot is, he only knows that antiques are valuable, and money can buy new toys for it, seeing Jiang Yao so angry, it thinks Jiang Yao is quite unreasonable, unreasonable, and even hypocritical!

Not to mention that Jiang Yao couldn't pass the level of her own cleanliness, she felt that if she let Lu Xingzhi know that she bought an antique night pot and went back, Lu Xingzhi would probably clean her up.

Unless she paid for it, and someone took over and bought it immediately if she didn't want her to touch it, and didn't let her see it again, otherwise, she just felt disgusted.

In ancient times, when a man had three wives and four concubines looking for flowers and asked willows, who knew if the owner had any diseases or disgusting habits.

It's disgusting to think about! Not to mention touching it!