Yang Taotao lowered her head shyly and said nothing.
When Mother Xu saw her reaction, she knew what was going on. She pointed at Yang Taotao and almost cursed at her, but her years of self-cultivation made her not know how to curse.
After being angry for a while, she left in anger: "Just wait, even if you two sleep together and have a child, don't even think about entering the house. You are not worthy of our Xu family at all."
Yang Taotao didn't feel happy when she saw Mother Xu being driven away in anger.
As long as she knew that Xu's mother and Xu Linjun were a couple, she knew that she was lying, but she was reluctant to be driven away like this. Why should she give up the man she liked to someone else?
Thinking back to the time in the Papa Coffee Shop, Xu Linjun’s eyes looking at Yang Zhaozhao were so gentle and focused. Yang Taotao was not a person who knew nothing.
I know that Xu Linjun probably likes Yang Zhaozhao.
That bitch!
He obviously has a partner, but he is still hooking up with Xu Linjun!
Yang Taotao missed Yang Zhaozhao and became jealous to the point of madness. Why wasn't she the one going to college?
Yang Taotao wondered, if she could get into university, especially Tsinghua University, would Xu Linjun like her?
When Xu's mother returned, Xu Linjun had gone out to meet his friends. She could only wait for him to come back and ask him what happened. Xu's mother knew that her son was so outstanding, how could he fall in love with that woman.
"She must have used some tricks, that must be it."
"Such a scheming woman is not worthy of my son!"
Yang Zhaozhao didn't know that Yang Taotao was courting death again. They went to the supermarket, which had a lot of new things. It was almost the end of the year, so they prepared for the new year.
Xiao Cui also has many styles of hairpins and hairbands, including various auspicious and prosperous hairpins and hairbands, which are full of joy and make you the most handsome kid of the year if you wear them.
She and Xiaoxiao each wore a pair of red hairpins with tassels, which looked particularly beautiful. Passersby thought they were New Year dolls. Thinking of my children at home, I bought a pair for them as well.
In the afternoon, Yang Zhaozhao learned from his grandfather that there was an antique trading place nearby, so he decided to go and see if he could find a bargain.
Now the market is open and various small street businesses are starting up.
The antique street that was previously banned was also closed.
Now they are opening one after another, it is worth a visit.
Yang Zhaozhao and Li Yiling drove over and saw many old men strolling around. Some of them had even started raising mynah parrots, acting like big masters.
Yang Zhaozhao and his friends took a look around and really didn't see many; they were all fake.
These people are really not afraid of being caught. They keep saying that the products are genuine. Not only do they make up a lot of stories, but they also have a lot of undercover agents.
Yang Zhaozhao knew it was a lie just by smelling it.
She doesn’t care if others get cheated, as long as she doesn’t get cheated herself.
As long as Yang Zhaozhao could smell the smell, he would basically accept it. But the price was not cheap and he couldn't bargain it down. If it wasn't for the fact that the material space was not at a loss after evaluation, Yang Zhaozhao would not accept it.
Some cost three to five hundred yuan, and some cost three to five thousand yuan.
Even something that couldn't be more fake actually costs thirty thousand.
Yang Zhaozhao smiled sarcastically and left with Li Yiling.
When passing by a shop, Yang Zhaozhao was attracted by the smell coming from inside. It turned out to be a calligraphy and painting antique shop, with half of it being calligraphy and paintings and the other half being antiques.
Yang Zhaozhao stared at the picture of the tiger.
The boss saw it and smiled: "If you like it, you can take it home and enjoy it. This painting is authentic. Today is the opening of the shop, so I will give you this amount."
The boss made an eight.
Yang Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow: "Eight hundred?"
The boss almost rolled his eyes: "Don't be ridiculous, this is made by everyone and kept in such good condition, it must be worth this much."
Seeing that it was still eight, Yang Zhaozhao smiled: "Eight thousand?"
The other person shook his head.
Yang Zhaozhao knew that it was 80,000. Yang Zhaozhao asked the material space: "Is this painting worth 80,000?"
The material space said: [The first of the eight great talents of the Ming Dynasty, authentic, well preserved, estimated value of 1.5 million, please recycle. ]
When Yang Zhaozhao heard the 1.5 million, he almost lost his composure.
It’s so worth it, it’s such a steal!
Is it so valuable?
No wonder it smells so good.
Yang Zhaozhao wanted it, but she didn't want the boss to see it, so she looked at other things in the store. A book aroused her curiosity and tasted good.
Material space: [Tang Bohu's handwritten copy from the Ming Dynasty, estimated value: one million, please recycle. ]
Yang Zhaozhao didn't think much about it. Any random book she picked would cost one million. She felt like she had found a treasure: "How much does this book cost?"
"This one is real, too. If you want it, it's fifty thousand." The boss knew Yang Zhaozhao was a rich man just by looking at his attire, otherwise he wouldn't dress so fashionably.
Yang Zhaozhao calculated that the two items were worth 130,000 yuan. Although it was a little different from the bargain she had found before, they were really valuable. If they were recycled, they would be worth 2.5 million yuan.
Suddenly I felt the malice coming from the material space.
I suspect it is calling itself an idiot.
Material space: [The enamel porcelain vase on the shelf is good, the estimated value is 50,000, please buy it back. ]
So, that’s 2.55 million.
Yang Zhaozhao felt a little weighed in his heart and pointed at the enamel porcelain. The boss said, "Three thousand."
Yang Zhaozhao said generously: "I want them all, hold them up for me!"
"Okay!" The boss didn't expect her to be so straightforward and not bargain. He was originally going to give up three to five thousand yuan. Since she didn't bargain, he made another three to five thousand yuan, which was great.
Yang Zhaozhao took out stacks of bills, all of which were one hundred yuan.
The boss confirmed each item one by one and confirmed that there were no fakes before handing over the money and the goods.
Yang Zhaozhao said: "Remember to call me if you find good stuff in the future."
The boss nodded and wrote down Yang Zhaozhao's phone number.
Yang Zhaozhao put the calligraphy and paintings, books and enameled porcelain bottles into the material space, and the material space showed a balance of 2.6937 million yuan.
Looking at the balance, Yang Zhaozhao knew that she didn't have to worry about not having enough money.
It seems that I still need to come here more often, otherwise it would be a waste of the material space.
They came out of the store and met a group of four or five people. They were in a hurry and almost bumped into Yang Zhaozhao. Fortunately, Li Yiling pulled them into his arms.
When the other party saw this, he glared at Li Yiling fiercely.
Li Yiling showed no sign of weakness and glared back fiercely.
Another person saw Yang Zhaozhao and whistled: "What a pretty girl!"
Yang Zhaozhao glanced at them coldly, not taking them seriously.
If the leader hadn't made a noise, they would have wanted to flirt with Yang Zhaozhao and the others. It was a rare opportunity to see such a beautiful woman who didn't belong to Hong Kong, so how could they not flirt with her?
They went to the store that Yang Zhaozhao came out of. Yang Zhaozhao didn't care. Since it was still early, he went to other stores to have a look. There were not many genuine products, but fakes were rampant.
Just when Yang Zhaozhao didn't want to go shopping anymore, the group of people who almost made money from her before came over and said, "Pretty girl, please stay!"
Yang Zhaozhao turned around and looked at the man with slicked back hair, who would always show his shirt collar even when it was cold, and who spoke awkward Mandarin with a Cantonese accent.
Yang Zhaozhao guessed that he was either from Guangdong City or Hong Kong City.
"Is there something?" Yang Zhaozhao stood beside Li Yiling. Li Yiling looked at the greasy man who was approaching with caution.
"I heard that the beautiful girl just bought a painting and a book, right?" He didn't expect that the things were bought by someone else in a short while. He was so angry that he almost beat the boss to death.
Good, the person hasn’t gone far.
How could anyone else snatch away something that Sun Hui likes?
Yang Zhaozhao was narcissistic and thought they were coming for her face, but she didn't know they were coming for her baby.
"Yes, there is this thing, but I won't buy it." Yang Zhaozhao refused them and picked her own pocket. If she wanted to take it out again, even if she agreed, the material space would not allow it.
Material Space: [Yes, I don’t agree. ]
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
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