Chapter Eighty-Seven: Purple Gold Porcelain (Seeking Collection)

You Jiecao is in a good mood at the moment, and most people who are hurting are in the same mood as him.

Suddenly, I saw the thing that caused the calamity.

It's black, it's ugly, and the year seems to be a long time, and the clay of the small clay statue has fallen off.

Although it looks ancient and old, few people look at it and touch it.

It can be seen from the angry expression on the stall owner's face when he looks at it that this clay statue makes him very heartbroken.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man, his face has many wrinkles, and his face looks like a sandy area hit by a rainstorm, with potholes and not very elaborate clothes.

He doesn't look down, but he doesn't look rich.

Compared with other stall owners, he looks very poor.

This may have something to do with the frustration on his face.

This middle-aged stall owner seems to have endless grievances, and other stall owners are smiling, which makes people want to get close, but this middle-aged man is sad, as if his family has just finished holding a white event.

When he looked at You Jiecao, it was naturally the same.

"This gentleman, how do you sell this little clay figurine?" said You Jiecao.

"Five hundred Star Coins. The middle-aged stall owner said without smiling.

"I bought it. You Jiecao said.

With a thought, he had already taken out five hundred of the 10,000 star coins given by the girl.

It took five times before it was finished, and the five hundred star coins were piled up very high and piled very large, and they were piled up on the blanket of the middle-aged man's stall.

The clay is like a hand, the touch is not very good, as if touching the remnants of the broken temple, coarse, carelessly, and the fingers will be pricked by the protruding plastic clay.

You Jiecao carelessly, his fingers were already pierced three small eyes, and he put away the clay statue like lightning.

Because his head sounded - "Drop blood and confess the Lord's success." ”

I don't know what it is, but there are many people at the moment, so it's naturally not good to take it out and watch it carefully, and there is joy and eagerness in my heart.

You Jiecao was already anxious to go back and go back to see this clay statue.

Therefore, he wants to find Satomo, and even if he doesn't go back, talk to him, and go back himself.

At this time, a stall, with two circles of people inside and out, was already tightly surrounded and had a tendency to be encircled.

Life is boiling, and discussions are overwhelming.

The young man seemed to be in for a hard time. ”

"Yes, I didn't bring any money, but I accidentally crushed other people's things. ”

“......”

The owner of this stall is a sturdy man who has passed middle age but has not yet reached old age, with dark skin and iron, and he looks very powerful.

This kind of person is generally very clumsy and has a bad mind.

But he looked so light and nimble.

Naturally, his brain will not be bad.

At this moment, the stall owner's eyes were wide open, his pupils shrank sharply, and he was more terrifying than a beast by taking advantage of his strong body.

"No one has ever dared to do this in front of my eighth child. The stall owner said, "You, how dare you crush my eight's belongings so arrogantly?"

The first sentence is like talking to a friend, and the second sentence is like the roar of a wild beast, the roar of a beast caught in a hunter's trap.

"I! I...... I didn't!" said the young man.

When I see this young man, I can only think of one word - arrogance!

The sharp hair, along with the drooping head, was also drooping, and his expression was already full of panic and excitement, and cold sweat was already soaking his back.

This young man is Satoshio.

"You didn't crush my 'purple gold porcelain', could it not have broken by itself?" the stall owner's eyes widened and his gaze became wilder.

Congwei's body was already trembling violently, his expression had turned to indignation and fear, and his chest felt very stuffy, most of these stuffiness came from the disdainful gaze of those girls who were watching good things.

Congwei is holding a purple and gold shiny porcelain in his hand, small and lovely, not to mention ingenious, it is almost comparable.

Such a piece of porcelain was broken from it, and the piece had fallen into the porcelain.

No matter how beautiful the porcelain is, if it is broken, it will not be sold.

No wonder the stall owners are so angry.

"I! I...... I ......" Congwei looked at the stall owner's fierce gaze, 'I' for a long time, but there was no next sentence.

His expression was extremely aggrieved, angry and afraid.

"What are you! Kill people to pay for your life, and bad weapons to lose money!" The stall owner said: "'Zijin porcelain' is only 20,000 star coins, and you don't look like a poor family." ”

The stall owner's expression changed, became gentle, and said, "If you lose money today, you can leave." ”

The stall owner's expression changed again, and he became brutal, and said: "I can't pay for it, so I have to pay for my life with a broken weapon." ”

After the stall owner finished speaking, he looked at Congwei with a hideous expression, if his eyes could bulge out, his eyes would bulge out completely.

Satoshi's legs are already weak.

He has 20,000 star coins, but he gave them to Shunxingfang, and now there are only 2,980 coins.

Congwei was not stupid after all, he saw the sneer on the corner of the mouth of the person who took the 'purple gold porcelain' just now, his whole body was already cold, and a wave of heat filled his chest, and he roared loudly: "You guys, you dead liar!"

The onlookers laughed, but they knew this man, his name was 'Leper Eight'

The head of the leper head is very healthy, and the 'leper head' is his heart, his heart is no longer the human heart, and his heart is like the skin of the disease, so he is called the 'leper head eight'.

The name of the leper head eight is also very good, called Wang Ba, his old man seems to know that he will be such a person when he grows up, and the name given to him is just like his person.

His fame on the exchange, notorious.

Such a person will naturally not have any good treasures to sell.

Nature is very cunning and very insidious.

Satsuo wasn't stupid after all, he already knew about their plot, but it was too late.

Looking at the purple and gold porcelain in his hand, flashing with a slight light, Congwei couldn't wait to chop off his hand at the moment.

"How is it? Is it a loss of money, or is it a loss of life?" said Wang Ba, "How about this?"

Wang Ba's voice softened, and Satoo looked at him hopefully.

"Which of your hands is crushed, as long as I chop off your hand, I will let you go, what do you think?" Wang Ba's expression was still very soft, and the words he said were like a knife, and this knife was already on Congwei's neck.

Satsuo wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked by something, and he couldn't speak, he was already frightened.

"If you don't speak, you're acquiescing! I'm coming!" Wang Ba's expression became hideous again, he changed his face faster than a woman's face, like a trick, he was already familiar with it, and he also grasped the psychology of Congwei very well.

If Congwei has 20,000 star coins at this moment, he will not hesitate to give it to this sturdy man.

When Cong Wei heard the man's words, it was like when he was a child, with a bowl of black and black decoction in front of him, and his head shook as if he saw black and black decoction when he was a child, faster and faster, and kept regressing.

Suddenly, the palm pressed against a person's boot.

Seeing this person, Satoshi seemed to grasp a life-saving straw. In his expression, he was no longer so afraid.