Oriental glow.

On the county road leading to the thrift market, bicycles and motorcycles come and go, including He Zi'an, who rides a tricycle.

At this time, a white-haired old man rode a bicycle from behind and scolded him before leaving, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

From going out to now, he has been scolded dozens of times, and there are many pedestrians among them.

"How can you be weak?" Ren Shao in the rear stepped forward on a motorcycle, slowing down and parallel to the tricycle.

He Zi'an came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and he couldn't say it clearly, in order to control his desires, he slapped himself unconscious at the door of the warehouse last night, and in the morning he wanted to find his wife's attitude, and returned to the indifference he was as he was more than a month ago, and even he explained that he was afraid that something would happen to the unborn doll, and he couldn't listen to it, so he simply didn't speak.

Fortunately, Ren Shao also accosted him, and the topic instantly turned to last night's Doubao.

Jiangdong Region's status in the national antique industry sits in the second place, as the king of the jade circle in the region, the news of the defeat of the shopkeeper is spreading very quickly, and now Minhai peers are discussing.

"Big." He Zi'an pouted.

"Don't underestimate Minhai, now it's just scattered but not weak, and after the market is rebuilt, it will not be a big problem to compare with the Jiangdong region in the future......"

"It has nothing to do with market position." He Zi'an squinted his eyes and said, "What I defeated was Ye Jiande, not the Lin family, and Ye Jiande has been working with Lin Guo for seven years at best, and his talent is not very good, and he is a peer with some ability, as long as he inquires a little, he will know, so the situation that I am besieged will not happen at all." ”

"Then what did the Lin family's ancestor Yu say?"

"That's what you provided, everyone will only touch the Ren family if they follow the clues, and find me to pick up the rags and hair."

"I... You're still not human, and you want to watch me die. Ren Shao's face changed dramatically and exclaimed, attracting sideways glances from pedestrians.

He Zi'an deliberately waited until people were far away before he spoke: "Family affection is not obtained by compromise. ”

With that, he started the motor to increase the speed of the tricycle.

Ren Shao was stunned for a long time, and then twisted the motorcycle throttle to catch up: "What do you mean, do the two have anything to do with each other?" ”

"I'm going to buy a sewing machine for my wife to make amends, don't bother me." He Zi'an didn't have a good airway.

The Ren family has the technical inheritance of restoring antiques, and after the reform and opening up, it has been rapidly revived with old craftsmanship, just like people's stereotypes, rich families have no family affection.

Ten years ago, my mother was alive and dead, causing Ren Shao to have been longing for family affection, and he became a demon, as a friend and boss, He Zi'an thinks he has the responsibility to pull a hand, but he has to take his time, so it's okay to mention it today.

……

In the north gate of the thrift market during the day, there are no night food stalls at night, but it is still very lively, and the doors of the second-hand shops are open.

Ren Shao still has his own business, and he goes in another direction.

More than a dozen shops around are selling second-hand groceries, and He Zi'an judged that there must be sewing machines, so he put the tricycle in the parking lot, carried a three-color woven bag, and walked closer to it.

This is a shop on the first floor of the tube building, with only one door, three meters wide, but the inner area is more than 500 square meters.

The boss also has a brain, and sets aside a part of the area and rents it to other small traders to set up stalls.

Because the shop is close to Xiaoling Road, the flow of people is good, so many people are happy to give a little rent, free from wind and rain, there are several stalls here, one of which is actually selling antiques.

He Zi'an saw it as soon as he entered the door, but because he wanted to buy a sewing machine as soon as possible and went back to apologize to Li Hui, he didn't go over, and directly called the boss to ask about the location of the sewing machine.

"Brother." An ordinary-looking, dark-skinned man beckoned a few meters away.

He Zi'an turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw that the man was the only vendor selling antiques not far away, and he muttered in his heart.

The clothes I wore yesterday to see Liu Hongbing are very ordinary today, except that they haven't been touched by the mud, they don't look like people who can afford to buy antiques, and the street vendors are also too poor, and they want to take a chance when they catch a person.

At this time, when the vendor saw that he didn't come forward, he trotted over, looked around, and whispered: "Last night, I saw that you were so powerful that you easily defeated the junior of the Jiangdong Lin family, and I was ......."

"Big brother, if you were there last night, you should be one of the jokes." He Zi'an squinted his eyes and said.

The vendor's face was embarrassed, but it was fleeting, he bent down slightly and hugged his hands and smiled: "Master He's eyesight is beyond doubt, it just so happens that I have a good thing for you, can you accept it?" ”

Hearing this, He Zi'an looked at the vendor seriously, and from the slightly distorted skeleton and blackened palm, he was sure that the vendor was an experienced Tufuzi, and he was immediately interested.

"What do you call it?"

"It's not a loss, Master He, you can see my origin at once." The vendor introduces himself after delivering the sycophant.

Northwest people called Wang Cannon, this year there is a forty-four-year-old dog, in the words of the circle, it is a black gold dog, the tomb is the most auspicious, and there are more than 15 years in the industry.

"Itinerant traffickers." He Zi'an said.

Wang Cannon changed the topic: "This thing was originally intended to be kept in Jiangdong, after all, the market over there is big, but it was ...... last night."

"Let's go check it out." He Zi'an didn't want to waste time, so he didn't dwell on it.

"Your side, please." Wang Cannon got out of the way and stretched out his hand to invite.

He Zi'an squinted and walked over.

The two came to the stall.

Because Wang Cannon has been mixing underground all the year round, there is a strange smell on his body, so the surrounding vendors are far away.

Its booth is paved with the same three-color woven canvas as He Zi'an's 'shoulder bag', and hundreds of objects of all sizes are placed.

He Zi'an glanced at it and was directly speechless, and complained: "Don't tell the truth, but the age is close, and they are all women's supplies, none of them exceed ten yuan, and they should not be dug up the graves of the warlords' aunts and wives." ”

"Look at what you're saying." Wang Dacang rubbed his hands and said, "I took these gadgets by the way, decorate the façade, and if you meet a master like you, you will definitely have to take out a collection-level one." ”

He Zi'an raised his eyebrows, and secretly complained that people were as his name suggested, and around the stall in front of him, there was no bag that could hold objects, and it was still a collection.

"Ha, here we are." Wang Cannon looked at his left hand.

He Zi'an turned his head when he heard the sound.

More than ten meters away, a chubby man walked up carrying an army-green canvas.

Wang Dacang introduced in a timely manner that the man was Lao Liu, the owner of this shop, and he was not familiar with the place when he first came to Minhai, so he cooperated with the other party, usually stored valuables, and took them out if necessary.

There is a saying that a strong dragon can't fight the head snake of the ground, so the general itinerant vendors will choose the cooperation of local people, and over time an organization similar to an intermediary will be formed.

He Zi'an was puzzled that he had no impression of Lao Liu.

In his previous life, he worked as a mobile vendor for several years, and Minhai intermediaries basically knew each other, whether they were organizations or individuals.

"I have admired the name of Master Jiu, I didn't expect you to come here today." Lao Liu came to greet him with a smile.

He Zi'an put away his thoughts first and replied: "Ye Jiande's strength is really ordinary, and he can't be called a master if I win." ”