She ran into him as soon as she went out, which shows that they are really destined to be together.
She had seen Scarface Tiger in Hong Kong and Beijing.
The remaining one is the slightly younger middle-aged man who contacted her to buy the rusty ancient coins twice.
These two people are neighbors again.
Fang Zongtang really wants to say that they are really destined to be together.
"Go separately, go separately!"
She originally planned not to take any of them with her, but Song Yi did not understand her meaning and sent her son away but not his father.
"Atang, don't worry, they won't be able to recognize you!"
Fang Zongtang rolled his eyes at the person who spoke, and quickly put his arm over him.
Tiger Lord just happened to have the flowers, birds, fish and insects that she wanted, but she couldn't go there directly!
Her eyes glanced to the person who sold her two lumps, and then glanced at the ground.
Oh boy, another pile of rust.
He turned on his heel and walked straight towards the owner of the rusty stall.
"What shall we do with this pair of rags you have?"
When the owner of the Rusty Lumps stall heard what Fang Zongtang said, he immediately got furious.
"What rubbish? These are antiques."
Fang Zongtao picked up one of the rust lumps and took a look at it.
"Antiques that smell like salted fish?"
This sentence made the rusty stall owner anxious again.
"What salted fish smell? The salted fish smell comes from the fishmongers over there."
Fang Zongtang took another look with a look of disdain: "It still smells like rotten fish. How can it be an antique? Why can't I tell?"
The rusty stall owner said with a look of disdain: "I think you are a fisherman. Everything you smell smells like fish."
Fang Zongtang: "Your guess is somewhat accurate. I am not a fisherman, I collect fish. The goods are not good today, so it's a wasted trip."
After the owner of the rusty stall heard her say this, he immediately started to be perfunctory and stopped talking to her.
Fang Zongtang: "Now that you're here, tell me, how are you going to sell these things?"
The owner of the Rusty Lump stall couldn't stand it anymore.
"What do you mean by a pile? I sell them by the piece. One hundred thousand each, no bargaining!"
Wow~ This sounds familiar to you?
"You have a nice idea~"
Stall owner: This voice sounds familiar?
I looked up at Fang Zongtang several times but didn't recognize him!
“Are you going to buy anything or not? If not, then leave now and don’t disturb my business.” The stall owner waved his hand to drive them away.
Fang Zongtang snorted and laughed: "Even if you give me this thing for free, I don't want it!"
The stall owner didn't like what he heard.
"What do you know? These are all my treasures. Xiao Liyuan, do you know? There was a woman who bought them from me before and sold them for 200,000 yuan each, with no bargaining. People rushed to buy them as if they were snatching them away."
Fang Zongtang: This is not about her, right?
She remembered that she was told to sell it for 100,000 yuan, not 200,000 yuan?
Can you brag and make her earn an extra 100,000 yuan?
No one except her would be interested in this pile of rust.
I guess the stall owner can brag about her purchase for the rest of his life.
"Then you just keep your rusty lump and wait and see if anyone wants it!"
She said this and turned away.
Stall owner: “Come back~”
The familiar smell comes out again.
Fang Zongtang didn't take a single step forward.
Turned around again.
"How much is it per piece? Have you thought it through?"
The stall owner said with a face that he was losing money: "I would definitely sell it to others for hundreds of thousands, but I like you, so I'll sell it for 500 yuan each. Take it."
Fang Zongtang: It’s better to pursue your dreams.
"Twenty dollars a piece, if you want to sell it, then sell it, if you don't want to sell it, then forget it!"
The stall owner immediately began to frown.
Twenty dollars is too little.
He boasted about a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand dollars, and everyone who asked him said that he was crazy about money.