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"This" Uncle Xiang was a little embarrassed to say it. He felt that it would not be good to hide it. The third young master would know it sooner or later, so he said it directly:
"The second young lady in the Lin family fell in love freely with Master Zhu, who had returned from studying abroad, and got pregnant. As a result, Master Zhu turned around and accused her of being unruly and unworthy of entering the Zhu family. The young master argued with him"
"Master Zhu called you pedantic and slapped you in the face to make you look fat. Then you called Master Zhu a wild boar that turned into a spirit. You were so stupid that you started fighting. You knocked out several of Master Zhu's teeth. The young master was very angry when he came back. It was fine at first, but then you fainted. The doctor said you had a bang on your head and needed to take a good rest"
Although Uncle Xiang¡¯s tone was very calm, Si Qingyan could imagine how magnificent and exciting the specific scenes were.
"I see."
Si Qingyan rubbed the bump on her head while trying to find some memories, but found nothing. Since he woke up and rubbed his head from time to time, the big bumps have disappeared a lot. Uncle Xiang is still worried and persuades Si Qingyan to go to a medical clinic.
Thinking of the four silver coins, Si Qingyan agreed, walked out of the alley, turned her long legs, and walked onto the street.
? Cloth sellers, ready-made clothes sellers, groceries sellers, firewood, rice, oil and salt, pubs and restaurants, the passing rickshaws and pedestrians interweave into a flowing painting. There are not many cars, but the occasional one always attracts a lot of attention.
"We're hiring a guy, salary is negotiable."
¡°We are short of movers, please come into the store to discuss in detail.¡±
There are not many stores recruiting people, and some notices have words at the end such as "full" and so on.
Si Qingyan looked around and finally entered an antique store. It was not like a pure antique store. It sold antiques, calligraphy and paintings, strange stones and bonsai, and also sold some low-quality books.
There is no price tag on the things here. Si Qingyan glanced at the book shelf. The fat boss with pigtails raised his eyelids and said angrily.
"If one breaks, I won't even be able to pay for it if I sell it to you."
"Is there a shortage of people in the store?" Si Qingyan felt that this boss might be richer than other store owners.
"Que, take that cloth and wipe the table."
The boss has small eyes and is fair and chubby. Although he is a bit old, he has no wrinkles and looks like a steamed bun with plenty of stuffing.
"It depends on how well you clean the table. If you do well, I'll keep you as my assistant."
There is not much dust on the table, it¡¯s just because the wood is dark in color, and even a little bit of dust will turn white, which is very eye-catching. After Si Qingyan finished wiping the table, the fat boss waved him out.
"This won't work. If you wipe it too fast, it will damage my table." The fat boss made a perfunctory excuse.
Since he posted the recruitment notice, there has been no shortage of people to come and wipe the ashes.
¡°He doesn¡¯t hire people anyway, he just lets others wipe the dust and then drives them away.
It¡¯s been ten days and a half, and I feel happy every day.
"Yeah?"
Si Qingyan did not swallow her anger and go out as the fat boss wanted, but instead pulled out a short knife from her sleeve.
He didn¡¯t do anything, so he simply polished his nails with the back of a knife.
"You think it through before you speak."
Si Qingyan¡¯s voice was very calm, not threatening, and very polite.
"What do you want to do?" The fat boss was not nervous. He was also a person with self-defense weapons.
He calmly touched his body, then touched it again and again, and touched it again and again.
The fat boss touched all over his body and found nothing.
Damn it, where are my things?
"Are you looking for this?"
Si Qingyan took out a revolver and gun from his sleeve and slammed it on the table.
"I'm going to shout!" The fat boss was in a bad mood and even wanted to curse.
"Are you hiring here?" Si Qingyan held down the boss's fat hand that was reaching for the gun.
"Recruit, recruit"
The fat boss was about to cry, and wanted to pull his hand back, but his wrist was clamped so tightly that he couldn't move it.
"How many silver dollars per month?"
"one¡¡"
The fat boss wanted to say a piece, but the strength on his wrist suddenly tightened, and he had to change his words:
"Ten, how about it?"
This change of mouth is so unnatural, the fat boss feels extremely sad, but he doesn¡¯t want to break up with him.
Everyone takes a step back, goodbye to the rivers and lakes, is this not good?
"Okay." Si Qingyan let go and let the fat boss take the gun away.
The fat boss quickly loaded his gun and pointed the gun at Si Qingyan.
&nbs?The recruitment notice has been torn up.
¡°Bang bang bang¡ª¡ª¡±
"Who's up early in the morning and knocks on the door? He's full and has nothing to do" The fat boss was sleeping soundly and hurried to the front desk to open the door. Suddenly he saw Si Qingyan, and his sleepiness disappeared instantly.
"What are you here for?"
"Wipe the dust off." Si Qingyan looked at the fat boss with a look like "are you stupid?"
"I can't afford you here."
The fat boss was about to close the door, but Si Qingyan stepped in and opened the door to let in the fresh air from outside.
"How can there be any business if you still sleep at three o'clock in the morning?"
"What do you know? This is Zhenbao Pavilion. What I sell is treasure, not cabbage. Do I need to be as early as those vegetable vendors?"
The fat boss rolled his eyes and asked Si Qingyan to go out again, very sincerely.
"My temple is small and cannot accommodate your big Buddha. Young master, you should go back and have a rest. I will treat you as a meal."
"One month." Si Qingyan skillfully picked up the piece of cloth from yesterday and began to wipe everything he could see
"Hey" The fat boss sighed, still wearing his underwear, just sitting on the top chair in the hall, losing his enthusiasm.
What else could you do?
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
???????????????????????? What should I do if such a person is here and it disrupts the business?
Are you really here to wipe away the dust?
The fat boss saw Si Qingyan stroking a small cauldron vigorously, as if trying to wipe off the rust, and his eyes suddenly bulged!
"do not move¡ª¡ª"
¡°Oh, oh, oh, oh, you can¡¯t wipe it, my precious little tripod¡¡±
The fat boss wanted the little tripod back from Si Qingyan, and was heartbroken.
"Whoever asked you to touch it, wipe the table, cabinet, wooden shelf"
The fat boss really cried.
He shouldn¡¯t have put that notice on the door in the first place!
"This is fake." Si Qingyan wiped off the rust on her hands and said.
"How is that possible I spent three thousand silver dollars to buy a good thing. You have never seen the world This is a bronze tripod from the Shang and Zhou dynasties"
"Take a closer look." Si Qingyan noticed something was wrong as soon as she held the small tripod in her hand. Real antiquities will have a subtle aura of sedimentation, which Si Qingyan can detect when they get close. No matter how good the fake thing is, it still loses its spirituality. Some people are born with this kind of intuition and can make accurate judgments, but there is only one such person.
Anyway, the fat boss didn¡¯t believe it. Antiquities appraisal and eyesight were all acquired through practice. Everyone was a veteran, how could he be so easily fooled But he was really worried, so he reluctantly scratched the patina inside the small cauldron and found this thing. Surprisingly easy to scratch
The real thing has been buried in the soil for thousands of years, and the rust and copper are integrated into one. How can it be so easy to scratch? But there was nothing wrong with the outside of this small cauldron, but the bottom part of the inside was neglected. When I scraped it out, I found that the rust color was wrong.
His tears instantly flowed out, and the scene was extremely spectacular.
"Wow you are a liar who can kill you with a thousand swords you are a bastard who gave birth to a son without sex, your wife will give you ten or eight cuckolds"
"You bitch I'm such a shrewd person How could I be deceived by that old donkey Three thousand silver dollars"
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The fat boss was crying and cursing at the same time, using all the words he could think of, until his mouth went dry.
"Actually, not only is the tripod here fake, the Northern Wei Dynasty pottery figurine on the shelf here is fake, and the ancient jade from the Han Dynasty is also fake"
Si Qingyan thought about it and decided to tell her boss.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Once the pain is over today, you will be a good man again tomorrow. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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