Chapter 116

"Picked up a leak? Just a few broken books? No way! Absolutely impossible!"

"I also think it's impossible, those books have just been photographed, if they are in good condition, it is still possible to sell them for one hundred and eighty yuan on Confucius or Pinduoduo, so ...... broken."

"Someone must be talking about thread-bound books, I just took a screenshot and looked at it, the words are ugly to death, it will definitely not be a rare and out-of-print book, gambling on my calligraphy teacher's ten-year liver fire!"

"Is it possible that those rags?"

"Is it funny to say that the clothes are torn? It can't be worn by Lord Qianlong, right? The anchor hasn't even touched it, how does she know if those clothes are leaking?"

「……」

In the barrage, the sentence that the fox wondered if Liu Li had picked up the leak at the beginning was instantly drowned in the analysis of the film.

Don't say it's anyone else,

Even Liu Li thinks it makes sense when he sees it himself.

If......

She doesn't have a flirtatious word.

Looking down at this time, Liu Li could clearly see a wisp of white gas coming out of her arms.

On the stall,

The old man was still sighing, and the cigarette stick was not tasteless: "If you don't have enough errand money, you should get off to a good start."

"Uncle......

Liu Li said speechlessly, "Can you close the corners of your mouth and say this again, snickering."

"Nonsense." The old man kept a straight face and refused to admit it, and at the same time said vigilantly: "The money and goods are clear, and they will not be returned."

Liu Li couldn't help but grind. I can't stand the way you look like you're cheap.

She rolled her eyes and smiled sweetly, "Uncle, I'll find someone to identify it, and if I find a leak, I'll come back and thank you."

The old man had an expression of "I am professionally trained and will never smile", and replied, "Okay, uncle, waiting for you."

Liu Li smiled, raged his clothes, got up and left.

In the live broadcast room, the wind direction has changed again.

Even if the rational parties have a point,

But Liu Li's fans are still absolutely wrong.

Especially the sentence that Liu Li threw down at the end, the intention of wanting to slap his face was immediately captured by fans......

"I dare to take half a pack of spicy strips to gamble, Sister Liuli must have picked up the leak, otherwise she wouldn't have said that."

"Do you want to go back and show off if you pick up the leak? Do you say that?"

"Intellectually I don't believe it, emotionally, this crushes me."

「……」

Liu Li watched the barrage while walking aimlessly on the Jinshan ghost market.

Not far away, she stopped.

In front of him, there was a bundle of sugar gourds.

Holding the bundle of sugar gourds was a little kid, only as tall as Liu Li's armpits.

"How much?"

"10 pieces."

As soon as the conversation between Liu Li and the little kid came out, the blind students in the barrage discovered Huadian......

"Ruri doesn't seem to have any money, right?"

"Didn't you just take a screenshot? Balance 0."

"That old man is so ruthless, he even left the bus money, do you really want our sister Liuli to run back?"

「……」

The topic in the barrage has almost advanced to the point of crowdfunding for Liu Li to buy sugar gourds, but Liu Li did not hesitate to respond.

"Okay, wait, I'll be right back."

Liu Li walked to the stall next to him with the book in his arms.

Before the stall owner could react, Liu Li had already untied the torn clothes that covered the broken books, shook them, and shook all the broken books on the stall.

"Take 10 pieces."

The stall owner flipped through it, and just as he was about to speak, Liu Li grabbed the white again and said, "On your stall, it is either copper or iron, porcelain or pottery, and the categories are not complete, and it looks amateurish.

It's better to add these, 10 dollars, and you can still lose?"

The stall owner hesitated

counted out ten dollars: "Deal!"

Liu Limei took ten yuan and replaced it with a sugar gourd, and took a bite of it, with a satisfied face.

The fans who just had to crowdfund her to buy sugar gourds were all dumbfounded.

"Let's wake up the glass by someone."

"Longevity, I bought it for 100 yuan, and sold it for 10 yuan, just for a bite of sugar gourd?"

"Ruri, are you sure you're here to pick up the leak, not to be picked up?"

「……」

Liu Li looked at it in a flash, took another bite of the sugar gourd, and praised it beautifully: "This sugar gourd is good, unlike many sugar gourds that are cooked now, soft and rotten inside, this one is raw, very good, recommended."

In the barrage, in the swipe screen of "Food Exploration Blogger Liuli Sauce Online", Liu Li passed by a shop on the street and stopped under the signboard.

Jinshan Ghost Market,

What shines is the street lamp that illuminates everything as bright as day;

Coming and going, it is the stalls everywhere......

But the most profitable thing is the store.

Whether it is the people who have heard of the name of Jinshan Ghost Market and come to sell ancestral treasures;

Or the lucky one who picked up the leak at the stall,

In the end, you still have to choose a store to sell.

These shops, in the Jinshan ghost market, actually assume the role of "brokers".

There is nothing special about the shop that Liu Li walked into, but the words written on the antique signboard are more incomprehensible - Shouping Zhai!

"That's it."

Before Liu Li walked into Shoupingzhai, she said to the camera of her mobile phone, "Do you know why I chose this store? Because the name is good."

"Shouping is one of the nine Taoist guards, and to put it simply, it is to quit greed!"

"What's more important in the antiques market than quitting greed? No, there is none."

Liu Li walked in across the threshold while interacting with the fans in the live broadcast room:

"What, what do you ask the rest of the eight guards?"

"You ask me, and who shall I ask? Where do I know where to go?"

Liu Li's live broadcast posture walked in, and immediately attracted the attention of the boss of "Shouping Zhai".

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a smile on his face, round glasses, and a kind of graceful air of a talented man on the sea of the Republic of China.

To put it simply, it looks like Huang Lei's version of Xu Zhimo.

Seeing Liu Li stop interacting with fans and looking over, "Xu Zhimo" chuckled: "It's okay, shoot casually, watch casually."

Liu Li walked over with a smile, put the old clothes that were originally wrapped in tattered books on the counter, and said, "I'm here to sell things, and the boss will give you a palm."

"Wait a minute."

"Xu Zhimo" was stunned for a moment, lifted his glasses, didn't even frown, and began to look through the clothes.

At this time, there was already a lot of praise in the live broadcast room, not for Liu Li, but for "Xu Zhimo".

"This boss can, he doesn't mind when he sees someone coming to the door to broadcast live, throw torn clothes and treat him seriously, good man."

"Uncle, my dish!"

When "Xu Zhimo" was flipping through the old clothes, Liu Li picked up a business card from the counter, looked at the words "Gu Xi" on it, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Boss Gu."

"Don't dare to be." Gu Xi raised his head from his old clothes, his brows furrowed, his expression hesitated, and he first asked, "I don't know what to call it?"

"My surname is Liu, and Boss Gu just calls me Xiao Liu."

"Miss Liu." Gu Xi lifted the old clothes with his gloved hand and asked, "Is there anything to say about this?"

"Yes!"

Liu Li was much simpler and rude, picked up the kind of knife used to open the express delivery on the counter, took the old clothes and stabbed them, and then pulled them hard.

"Tearing"

The old clothes, which were about the same age as Liu Li's grandfather, were divided in half on the spot.

Shake again,

A banknote with a black base color that has only been seen for decades

Butterflies, fluttering and falling.

Gu Xi just glanced at it and blurted out:

"Big Black Pick?"