But her parents are engaged in finance, so they hope that Fang Qingya can inherit their company, but who knows that her baby daughter has liked this industry since she was a child.

The Fang family has a good family background, which He Qingzhi calculated at random with his fingers. But Fang Qingya is very low-key, learned to be independent early, and as soon as she went to college, she used her spare time to earn living expenses for herself, and the antique street is a good place for her to make a living, commonly known as "gold panning".

The sun and breeze are blowing, and it's a good time to go shopping. He Qingzhi and Fang Qingya didn't come to the antique street to wander slowly, He Qingzhi knew that Fang Qingya came with a purpose, so she followed Fang Qingya to see the excitement.

Fang Qingya came here today to buy a good antique, and then sell it to make the difference, with the skills given to her by her grandfather, she is still a little confident. So, instead of walking along the main road, the two men turned a few corners and plunged into a small street behind the old building.

The small street is about three or four hundred meters long, no more than five meters wide, in addition to the small shops on both sides of the street, there are also small stalls on the side of the road, and the road left in the middle for people to walk is only two meters wide, and at this time this place is full of people, lively and extraordinary.

The early insects are eaten by the birds, but the early birds are eaten by the insects, and the people who do business do not have the habit of sleeping lazy, so the antique street is already full of people early in the morning, pulling goods, bargaining, and it is very lively.

He Qingzhi and Fang Qingya bought a soy milk and fried dough sticks at the corner of the street, and walked slowly along the antique street.

They had already seen a few stalls just now, and they didn't find what they wanted, but Fang Qingya was not in a hurry, this small street was full of all kinds of antiques, and there were also masters everywhere under the mix, if you could find good things casually, it would really be hell.

"Yo, isn't this the little girl who picked up a leak here a few days ago, why don't you come to me to see if there are any good things?"

Yu Qiankun looked at Fang Qingya, who was not far from him, his heart moved, and he greeted loudly. Which of the people who can survive in this fiercely competitive antique street is not sharp-eyed, in Qian Kun's eyes, Fang Qingya, who shakes and shakes, looks left and right, and seems to show an expression of pretending to be a master from time to time, is the favorite "prey" of these stalls in the antique street, and it is really "intolerable" to let go of such a person.

Hearing Yu Qiankun's greeting, Fang Qingya couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, glanced at He Qingzhi, and then at Yu Qiankun, she didn't remember when she had seen him, and the so-called leakage was impossible to talk about.

However, when He Qingzhi's gaze fell on the stall at Yu Qiankun's feet, her eyes flickered a few times, but she looked up at Fang Qingya without a trace.

She has accompanied Fang Qingya to this antique street more than once, and the two girls gave each other a look, and suddenly understood in their hearts that this stall owner was just talking about business, and regarded Fang Qingya and her as a rookie.

"Humph! If you really have something good in this stall, I'll make you cry. Fang Qingya said as she pulled He Qingzhi towards Yu Qiankun's stall.

Fang Qingya squatted down in front of Qian Kun's stall, rummaging through the things on the stall and said, "Yo, you have a leak here?" ”