That's the truth.

It was the sound of a falling object for a while, and her flesh hurt when she heard it.

"Why did you fall?" She deliberately said this to the boss of haggis soup.

The boss is no stranger to such a thing.

"Those who do their job would rather be brittle than break the price. It turned out that I also looked red-eyed and followed the two-month transaction. No, we're not that material~" The boss of the haggis soup said, generally waving his hands with a wrinkled face, and there are a lot of stories when he looks at them.

She originally wanted to collect broken porcelain, but now looking at the situation, it is not easy to do.

Collect, maybe you can also collect it.

It's too high-profile, and it's hard to be thrown to death two cats and dogs at the gate in three days.

Beijing City, worthy of being Beijing City, the antique industry, than other places, the water is deeper.

After eating the haggis soup, she walked around Bali Street unhurriedly.

Today's goal is to see, see that there is really fate, and then start.

If it's fate, wait until you find out the water on Bali Street in the future.

A man dressed as if he was asking for food on the street corner saw them and kept waving his hand.

She thought it was someone else, but when she looked back, there were only a few of them.

The silk painting Liu Gang wanted to remind him, but he reacted again, Brother Zongtang had never seen anything, and he didn't need to remind him at all.

He just looked at it.

The beggar men are called them.

When Fang Zongtang passed, he glanced at the streets on both sides, and when he saw the vendors on the streets on both sides, they all showed expressions of watching a good show.

I immediately knew what was going on.

It's hard to have one or two shows a day for such a drama.

The beggar man was very skillful, waving his hand at them as he revealed the contents of his arms.

The golden ones are bright, and the fools have to look at them twice.

Of course, they are certainly not fools.

She just wanted to go over and see the excitement.

"Big brother, are you calling us?" She leaned over and asked politely.

The beggar man has long been in contact with Fang Zongtang's goal.

The old one behind her, looking poor and sour, as if he had never eaten haggis soup in eight lifetimes, wished to bury a big face in the bowl.

I see that I haven't eaten enough in my life until now, a hillbilly.

The black-faced man on her right hand side eats on their table alone, and when they eat, they hula and hula when they eat, just like a pig eating it. At first glance, it looks like a long murderer, and it's a fool inside.

The man on her left, fake Sven, had to wipe the table with paper and chopsticks after eating. Such a delicious haggis soup, I didn't see him eat a few bites, and at first glance it was pampered, commonly known as roasted buns.

This kind of person has no ability to live to old age, and he will definitely starve when he is old.

This woman is different, although she is dressed ordinarily, she can see the extravagance in her every move.

He had sharp eyes, a wrench on her fingers, and something in her pocket. The men all seemed to listen to her.

This kind of person can call the shots, the key is that he is still young and does not know the depth of the rivers and lakes, so it is best to deceive.

"I call you, I see that your face is not ordinary, you are not an ordinary person at first glance, your family is either rich or expensive, right?"

Boy~

is worthy of being at the feet of the Son of Heaven, a person who asks for food also knows how to read his face.

"It's okay, that is, it's a little better than ordinary people, and you can eat enough!"

The beggar man immediately turned his body around and said secretly, "I have a gold bracelet here, which has been handed down from my ancestors for a lifetime." The poor really can't eat, so they sell to others, and the money is too low, and I am reluctant. If you want, I'll give you a price of conscience. ”

(End of chapter)