The mantra is so showy, Zhang Xiaofo secretly screamed that it was not good. There are rules in the antique market, and the people inside will not help the customers talk. And as soon as the mantra was spoken, it got into trouble.

Zhang Xiaofo wanted to take advantage of the fact that everyone had not yet reacted to pull the mantra away, but he was still a step too late.

The middle-aged man grabbed the mantra like a chicken blood: "Yes, yes, the fake one should be refunded!" ”

"Don't make a mess!" The guy in the store bluffed and threatened the mantra: "It's better for a girl's family not to be strong!" ”

"You sold a fake and you should get your money back!"

With the voice of mantra insistence, Zhang Xiaofo patted his head, and the matter was really lively.

"Who said it was a fake?" The guy was upset and questioned the onlookers.

The surrounding onlookers quickly widened the distance and did not speak, but they were unwilling to laugh at it, so they stood far away and remained silent.

"See?" The guy was proud: "It's not fake!" ”

"This is fake, such obvious traces of fraud, how can you bully people like this?" The middle-aged man didn't know what to do, but kept repeating the words "fake", holding the purple clay pot tightly with both hands, for fear of falling.

"Fuck me off, or I'll call the police!" The guy was suddenly arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously.

"I ...... I ......" The middle-aged man trembled with anger, but he couldn't do anything about the helplessness in front of him.

Zhenyan still wanted to speak, but Zhang Xiaofo preempted him: "You are a fake!" ”

"What did you say?" The young man narrowed his eyes and pulled the neckline down an inch by the way, revealing the blue tattoo inside.

"It's fake!" Zhang Xiaofo stretched out his hand and took the pot in the middle-aged man's hand, turned it over and looked at it a few times, and then said with certainty: "You are too fake, you are not even Zisha, you are a pottery, you can't be so unkind!" ”

"Which green onion are you? Dare to find Lao Tzu's bad luck? "The young man also lost his temper. Once or twice provoked, it made him lose face.

"I'm the owner of the paper shop inside!" Zhang Xiaofo just told the truth, but found that a few of the onlookers disappeared quickly.

"What paper shop? Do we still have a paper shop here? No kidding! "The guy who looked at the shop obviously didn't know that there was a paper shop in this antique market.

"Ugh!" Now it was Zhang Xiaofo's turn to be surprised.

But he wasn't surprised for long, and an old man with a roe deer and a mouse came out of the antique shop, and his mouth was: "Junzi, return the money!" ”

"But the boss ......" The guy was unhappy and hesitant.

"Ask you to return the money, you don't understand?" The old man was furious, and his triangular eyes shone brightly.

"Got it!" The guy who called the army reluctantly returned the money.

"This little brother is coming to my shop to sit?" The old man strongly invited Zhang Xiaofo.

Zhang Xiaofo saw that the host was so polite, and it was not good for him not to give face, so he sat in the store.

The old man asked Zhang Xiaofo to sit down at the small round table. He opened the tea tray and made tea: "The new red robe, you taste it!" ”

"Thank you!" Zhang Xiaofo didn't know why the other party was so polite, so he could only push the boat down the river without saying a word.

"Humph!" Junzi sat behind the counter after returning the money, glaring at Zhang Xiaofo.

Zhang Xiaofoquan didn't see it, and his eyes couldn't kill anyone.

"Is Boss Hua okay?" The old man seemed to mention it casually.

"Boss Hua is gone!" Zhang Xiaofo didn't bother to explain.

"It's gone!" The old man sighed and continued, "Boss Hua is a good person. There is always something going on in us, and we have been taking care of it in the past......

Hear the old man say that. Zhang Xiaofo finally understood a little, it turned out that this antique market was also the business scope of Boss Hua. But he couldn't figure out what the other party meant, and Zhang Xiaofo could only continue to drink tea.

"Uncle, why haven't I heard that there is a paper shop here!" Junzi was puzzled.

"......" The old man ignored the army. Instead, he continued to say to Zhang Xiaofo: "This time it's not good for us. I wasn't in the store when the plum pile was sold, otherwise there wouldn't have been such a thing......"

"......" Zhang Xiaofo still lowered his head and drank tea, and he didn't say anything.

"This little brother ......"

"My surname is Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang, where did you come from?" The old man was tempted.

"Just went to show people the house!" Zhang Xiaofo understood a little in his heart.

"That's it!" The old man nodded. Then he said: "Today's thing is that we are wrong, please drink another day!" ”

……

Zhang Xiaofo poured a stomach full of water before coming out of the antique shop.

"There's something wrong with that old man's attitude!"

"I know!" Needless to say, Zhang Xiaofo also knows: "But before we don't know what the problem is, we can only play haha." Go back and ask Lianhua about this. I think it's time for me to have a good talk with her. There are some things that should be made clear! ”

……

"Boss, why are you so polite to the person who smashed our signboard just now?" Junzi waited for Zhang Xiaofo and Zhenyan to go out of sight, and then complained to his host.

"You know what!" The old man scolded, and there were a few more folds at the corners of his mouth: "He is a person from the paper shop, and he doesn't look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, so it doesn't hurt to let him go." ”

"What paper shop? We don't have it here! "The army is not relenting.

"Shut up!" The old man was troubled: "You can only find the paper shop if you want to find it, and if you don't want to find it, you can't see it!" Do what we do, and beg them more often! Tighten your skin for me, don't offend me again! ”

"What the hell!" Junzi disagreed.

There was a cold light in the old man's triangular eyes, and he didn't know who he was for.

……

Outside the paper shop, Lianhua was lying on a chaise longue basking in the sun.

"I thought you were afraid of the sun!" Zhang Xiaofo didn't have anything to say as soon as he approached.

"Money!" Lianhua stretched out her hand, as if she didn't hear Zhang Xiaofo's sarcasm.

Zhang Xiaofo threw the money in the palm of Lianhua's hand and made a "snap": "Do you have anything you haven't said to me?" There's a lot you haven't told me? ”

"What do you mean?" Pity spent money counting money one by one, and the corners of her eyes narrowed.

"Those shops out there do business with us?" Zhang Xiaofo asked.

"Yes!" Relianhua took a moment and nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhang Xiaofo was annoyed.

"You didn't ask!" Pity didn't even lift her eyelids.

"You ......" Zhang Xiaofo didn't know how to describe his current feelings, his breath was stuffed in his chest, and he could only watch as he counted the money.

Finally, Lianhua finished counting the money and looked at Zhang Xiaofo: "You and I are just in this relationship." You ask me to answer, help you take care of the base and take care of your life, so that the base can operate normally, and don't force the rest! ”

"You are loyal to Boss Hua, but unfortunately he can't come back!"

After Zhang Xiaofo finished speaking, Lianhua's face became even paler. (To be continued......)