Qian Yongqiang turned around and found that it was a middle-aged man looking at him with a smile.

"Brother, haven't you gone back yet?" The middle-aged man greeted him warmly.

"You are? Oh-" Qian Yongqiang suddenly remembered, isn't this person the customer who bought calligraphy and paintings the day before yesterday?

"Yes, yes!" Qian Yongqiang replied politely.

"When are you going to leave?" The middle-aged man asked with a smile.

Qian Yongqiang said perfunctorily: "I'll leave tomorrow." ”

"Do you still have the goods?" The middle-aged man asked with interest.

"Nope." Qian Yongqiang said, "I received a few tickets in total, and they were all sold." ”

"If you still have one, I can buy a few more," said the middle-aged man, "at least to earn some money for the journey." ”

Qian Yongqiang shook his head helplessly, smiled and said, "Next time, I will sell it to you next time I receive it." ”

"I'll leave you a phone number, it's a landline at home, you can contact me if you have something." The middle-aged man gave Qian Yongqiang a note, and Qian Yongqiang glanced at it and put it in his pocket.

At that time, there were not many people who could install telephones at home, and it could be seen that middle-aged men still had considerable economic strength.

After the middle-aged man left, Qian Yongqiang regretted it a little. This person is out of town, so it shouldn't be okay to sell him a few more.

Qian Yongqiang speculated that the middle-aged man could still pass by here, so he prepared five calligraphy and paintings in advance and put them aside, so that he could sell them to him when he came back again.

After doing all this, Qian Yongqiang looked for the middle-aged man in the crowd, and didn't even see a shadow for a long time.

Just when Qian Yongqiang thought that the middle-aged man had left Xuzhou, he was very disappointed, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he found that the middle-aged man was walking towards this side with a bag of things on his back. Qian Yongqiang hurriedly stepped forward.

"Boss!" Qian Yongqiang waved at the middle-aged man.

At first, the middle-aged man didn't notice Qian Yongqiang, but when he found Qian Yongqiang shouting, he hurriedly quickened his pace and walked over here.

"How many more paintings, do you want them?" Qian Yongqiang waited for the middle-aged man to approach, took the pocket on his back, and asked.

"Didn't you say they were all sold out?" The middle-aged man gasped and asked, and said angrily, "You are not real!" ”

"That's right," Qian Yongqiang began to make up nonsense:

"I still have a few in my hand, a boss set in advance, said that he came to pick it up this morning, it's almost noon, people haven't come yet, and he won't answer the phone, I guess he may have something delayed, and he won't come today."

"I'm in a hurry to go back, thinking that it's not easy to come to Xuzhou, it's better to sell the goods and go back!"

"You're not afraid that he'll find you back?" The middle-aged man asked.

"He was the one who missed the appointment first!" Qian Yongqiang said, "Besides, he didn't pay me a deposit, we just made a verbal agreement." Afterwards, he knew that he was wrong, and he wouldn't blame me! ”

"Okay, then I'll take a look at things first." The middle-aged man looked at Qian Yongqiang and said, "Take out the things." ”

"Let's go to the car, it's not in the market after all, and it's bound to attract a lot of laypeople and chatter - I don't like that atmosphere."

"Okay." The middle-aged man put his pocket next to the car door, looked at it, felt safe, and got into the car, but left the door open.

"Is the stuff in your pocket valuable?" Qian Yongqiang said, "It's better to put it in the car for insurance!" ”

"It's okay, I'll take my eyes on it!" The middle-aged man asked, "Where's your stuff?" ”

Qian Yongqiang showed him the calligraphy and paintings prepared in advance.

"I bought a batch of things from heaven." The middle-aged man said as he watched. "What's the price this time?"

"Since you've bought it once, let's get the same price as last time!" Qian Yongqiang said, "They are all old customers, so we don't need to bargain!" ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "If it's the same price as last time, I won't buy it." To be honest, the last time I bought it, I still wanted to give you such a high price. If you sell these at a low price, I'll take them; If it's not cheap, forget it! ”

Qian Yongqiang said in his heart that he had met a master today. From the look in his eyes, it was clear that he particularly wanted to buy these paintings, but he said ambiguous words, and the main purpose was to bargain.

He's trying to get away with it, so what should I do against him? Yes, he used a plan to capture and indulge, and I used a trick to deal with him.

"Since you say so, I won't force you." Qian Yongqiang said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I don't feel solid when I sell these paintings to you!" ”

"Why?" The middle-aged man asked.

"After all, this is set by someone!" Qian Yongqiang said, "Although my friend broke the appointment first, he is unkind, and I can also be unjust." But when we meet in the future, I am always embarrassed to face him. ”

"You have done your duty, and you have waited for him for so long, and he has not come; I also called him, but he didn't answer. When we meet in the future, only he will be embarrassed, what are you embarrassed about? ”

"I'm a person who values feelings, and I'd rather be burdened by others than others!" Qian Yongqiang said, "Our business has not been negotiated anyway, why don't we stop here today?" ”

"You're a man," the middle-aged man said with a forced smile, "I can't help you." Alas, since I've seen these things, sell them to me. I won't pay you back, just follow the price last time! ”

The middle-aged man ordered a turn of money and stuffed it into Qian Yongqiang's hand, and then said with a smile: "The money belongs to you, I took the things!" ”

"This-" Qian Yongqiang looked at the money in his hand, and deliberately pretended to be very embarrassed and said, "I'm really sorry for my friend!" ”

"There's nothing to be sorry for!" The middle-aged man smiled and comforted Qian Yongqiang and said, "You know, I'm also your friend!" ”

"Alas-" Qian Yongqiang said with a long sigh deliberately, "When I see my friend again, I can only apologize to him!" ”

"Okay, goodbye." The middle-aged man got out of the car, turned back to Qian Yongqiang and said, "Don't forget to call me!" ”

"Okay, goodbye!"

"Boss! Do you see my stuff? Qian Yongqiang put the money away, and just wanted to squint on the seat for a while, when he heard the middle-aged man shouting at him.

Qian Yongqiang hurriedly got out of the car and asked, "What is it?" ”

"It's just that the bag I was carrying is missing!" The middle-aged man was so anxious that he went to the house, circling around Qian Yongqiang's car.

"Where did you put it?" Qian Yongqiang asked.

"I put it next to the car door," said the middle-aged man, "I deliberately left a crack in the door to look at!" ”

"Is it that you are too focused when you are reading calligraphy and paintings, and your pockets are stolen by thieves?" Qian Yongqiang speculated.

"Or maybe it was in my pocket that the thief stole it while I was counting the money!" The middle-aged man was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and he said to Qian Yongqiang, "Boss, you have to help me find it, I have something valuable in my pocket!" ”

Qian Yongqiang glanced around, but didn't see anyone with a bag on his back, nor did he see a person with suspicious deeds, so he said helplessly: "The thief has already run away and disappeared, where can I find it at this time?" ”

"No, boss!" The middle-aged man said anxiously, "I have a set of books in my pocket that can be sold for 20,000 yuan." I've got to find it! ”

"It's not that I don't want to help you, I'm powerless!" Qian Yongqiang complained to him, "I just asked you to put your pocket in the car, but you just didn't listen!" ”

"I didn't expect someone to steal something right under my nose!" The middle-aged man said in a panic, "I have to look for it, I have to look for it!" ”

"Then you go and find it," Qian Yongqiang said, "I'm here to guard for you, if someone carries the wrong pocket, send it back, I'll help you take it first!" ”

"Good!" The middle-aged man was so anxious that his face was sweating profusely, he looked at the crowd around him, he didn't know which direction to look for, and said worriedly, "Where can I find it?" ”

"I don't know!"

"I'd better call the police!" The middle-aged man said.

"Call the police?" Qian Yongqiang frowned and said, "You can call the police, but don't say that when I was buying something here, my pocket was stolen!" ”

"Why?" The middle-aged man said, "I was stolen from my pocket when I was shopping here, why can't I tell the truth?" Are you in league with the thief? ”

"Say what?" Qian Yongqiang said angrily, "I'm afraid that the police will investigate and delay my time, because I have to leave here tomorrow!" ”

"Is your time important, or is my pocket important?" The middle-aged man shouted loudly, "Besides, you won't leave until tomorrow, and it won't take so long for the police to investigate, right?" Maybe I'll catch the thief in a moment! ”

"Okay, then you can call the police!" In order to clear his innocence, Qian Yongqiang had no choice but to agree with the middle-aged man to call the police. Besides, even if he doesn't agree, the middle-aged man will call the police, and then he will suspect that he is having an affair with the thief.

At this time, Zhu Yue and the others had already sold the calligraphy and paintings in their hands, and planned to come back to get some more. I can see that my car is surrounded by people watching the excitement.

Zhu Yue approached Qian Yongqiang and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Qian Yongqiang briefly told Zhu Yue what happened, and then told them in a low voice: "When the police come, you will pretend not to know me!" ”

"Why?" Zhu Yue asked puzzled.

"When the police come, they will definitely ask me what happened." Qian Yongqiang said, "When the time comes, I will definitely not be able to avoid selling these old imitation calligraphy and paintings." If the police misunderstand, I will have to explain, if the police believe my explanation, it will be fine, if not, I will not have much left in the car, even if it is all confiscated, there will be nothing. But there are still a lot of calligraphy and paintings on your car, and there must be no mistakes in those calligraphy and paintings! ”

"Understood, Yongqiang!" Zhu Yue said, "We'll drive away later." If you need to go to the police station, we will be waiting for you at the hostel where you last stayed. ”

"Good!" Qian Yongqiang said, "Let's meet there!" You guys drive away first, there are too many people here, I want to worry! ”

"Master, you'll be fine, will you?" Li Qiming asked worriedly.

"It's going to be fine!" Qian Yongqiang said, "The ones in my car are all imitations, and they are not cultural relics, what can I do?" ”

"Huang Youcai, it's all your bad idea!" Li Qiming said angrily, "My master said to leave today, you have to stay for another day to see what happened, right?" ”