Chapter 218

The man in black shook his head and sighed in place, with some regret in his expression.

Then many people came forward to ask. After all, according to the rules of the circle, the consignee who had just booked had given up this thing. They didn't break the rules when they went up to ask the price, but they shook their heads and left regretfully before long.

Tang Jingyun listened to a few words and observed the feelings in the eyes of others. She guessed that the price could not be negotiated.

Jiang ye saw that Tang Jingyun seemed quite concerned about the things there and said with a smile, "do you want to have a look?"

Tang Jingyun thought about it when she heard the speech. She got up and took Jiang ye to walk over.

The man in black is about thirty years old, which belongs to the best golden age for men, but his face is a little pale, there is not much meat on his face, the edges and corners are clear, and his eyebrows are tightly frowned together, thick and short, which makes him very sad.

He was surprised to see a man and a woman coming. Looking at their clothes and looks, they didn't look like people in their circle.

Tang Jingyun smiled at him lightly, showing a calm and polite smile, "hello." he said, pulling Jiang ye to sit down.

The man's eyes revolved around the two people, nodded slightly coldly, "hello."

"My surname is Tang," Tang Jingyun introduced herself. "This is my husband, surnamed Jiang." she smiled. "We just happen to have tea here. Come and have a look. It doesn't mean anything else."

When the man heard Tang Jingyun's words, he relaxed a little. If the strange comer deliberately said something in the circle, he was even more uneasy. At present, he smiled lightly, "my surname is ye, and everyone in the circle called me Lao Ye."

Tang Jingyun shook her head and said with a smile, "your name is very good. Has it taken advantage of many people?"

Lao ye, sir, the homonym of the head here is very interesting.

The man surnamed Ye smiled bitterly when he heard the speech, which made his sad eyebrows wrinkle deeper and look more sad. "My hard-working life, where is the blessing of being a master? I was born to run outside and earn a bit of hard-working money."

Tang Jingyun smiled but didn't speak. She really couldn't comment on these things. After all, it's also someone else's own business. Who knows what life each other really lives?

After exchanging the basic information, Tang Jingyun didn't continue to say anything. The man surnamed Ye opened a crack in the bag at his feet, exposed the things to Tang Jingyun, and introduced them, "I got the things here from others. The news in this circle is very smart. Many people know what I got."

Tang Jingyun could see the luster reflected by the cold metal through the crack. Looking with her power, she found that only two of them were emitting black gold light, and the things next to them were emitting glittering white light, but they were thin. For a time, they were pressed by the black and gold colors. She was quite surprised.

Seeing that the woman in front of him was thinking, while the man was indifferent, Lao ye knew that it was mostly the woman's business.

He was a little anxious in his heart. If he wasn't in a hurry to spend money, he wouldn't be in such a hurry to sell. These things are of great collection value. Even if he stayed in his hand for a while, he wouldn't worry about rotting.

Tang Jingyun thought for a moment and reached out to pick up one of the rusty sword shaped metal objects. She started with a heavy start. She weighed it and looked at the object carefully. It looked very old and mottled, but she couldn't see any difference.

In her previous life, she studied jewelry very well, which was the need of high-class celebrities, but she really had little contact with these antique objects. After all, no matter what position she was in at that time, she was not required to understand these things.

Tang Jingyun was silent for a moment, and then put it back in the distance. He glanced at the golden thing. It was a statue in the shape of a ball. The carver looked very fine, but it was not well preserved. It was rusty, and about half of it was destroyed.

Turning back to her seat, she hesitated, "boss ye can see that Tang has no research on this antique, which is pure fun."

As soon as Lao Ye listened to her words, he felt sorry. He estimated that it was probably not wanted. He didn't feel a little sad.

He has been in the circle for many years. He is also a little famous. He has been popular for a year or two. He has a stable source and receiving goods. Unfortunately, it doesn't last long. After the accident of the owner of the antique shop he has worked with for a long time, he returned to his current situation.

There was a little helplessness in his heart. Sure enough, the world was grinding. The good man of the owner finally lost his fortune. Speaking of it, he really hasn't seen the owner since the accident.

Tang Jingyun looked at Lao Ye's face and couldn't help laughing. "What's the matter with boss ye? I didn't say no." she looked at his short and thick eyebrows. "Your eyebrows don't grow well. They're too sad. It seems that your life is too sad. You should smile more. That's good."

Old Ye couldn't help laughing bitterly when he heard the speech. He was a little more warm in his heart. After all, the other party didn't have any family ties with you. It's also out of kindness to say such words. At present, he also smiled and nodded.

Tang Jingyun pointed to the things in the bag and said with a smile, "I don't have any research on this thing. It's just fun. If the price here is right, I can take it away and play."

When boss ye heard Tang Jingyun's words, he smiled bitterly. As expected, this person can't compare with others. In his opinion, the big money used to save lives is just a little money leaked from others' fingers. As expected, no one can compare.

When they talked about the price, a man dressed in inferior clothes from a stall came down from the bus. He had dozens of clothes all over his body and his beard was pulled. He looked very down and out.

After he got out of the car, he took a hard breath of the air here, stepped on the ground with his feet, smiled a little on his face, and murmured, "after walking through so many places, he didn't feel secure until he stepped on the ground under his feet. Sure enough, people, it's hard to leave their hometown."

Looking at his appearance, he is only in his thirties. His appearance is quite decent. If he is not in this down-to-earth outfit, he may also be a handsome man popular with girls.

Looking around, he saw familiar scenes. During the time he left, the street had not changed much. His eyes looked down the road, and the teahouse still looked like a teahouse.

Looking down at his poor appearance, he couldn't help smiling bitterly. Then he went in. Since he was going to make a comeback, there was no reason to be afraid of jokes.

When he walked into the old street and the teahouse, he happened to meet the shopkeeper on the counter in the teahouse. The shopkeeper looked at his appearance, puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized it after a long time. He pointed to the way he was dressed down, "boss Wu... Boss Wu

Wu Xiangjun shook his head and smiled bitterly, "shopkeeper Lin, you're all right."

"Boss Wu, it's really you! I went to see you after your accident last year. Unfortunately, I didn't find it. I've been worried about you for a long time."

Wu Xiangjun sighed, "go out for a walk. I'll stay here sad."

Shopkeeper Lin patted him on the shoulder. He was also an insider of things in those years. When he heard the speech, he could only sigh for him. He could only see how difficult the world was. Seeing that Wu Xiangjun's face was normal and looked good, he smiled and said, "go up quickly. I'll ask someone to send you tea later, which can be regarded as a way to pick up the wind and wash the dust for you."

Wu Xiangjun smiled, nodded, turned and went upstairs.

Shopkeeper Lin could not help shaking his head and sighing at the way Wu Xiangjun left. Such a good young generation, he was very optimistic about him at that time, but it's a pity

Wu Xiangjun went upstairs and felt a lot for a time. When he fell, he thought he would choose to die. Later, after he chose to leave Kyoto, he thought he would never come back again in his life. However, things were unpredictable. Finally, he returned to his hometown and started again.

He always remembers what the girl said at the beginning. At least he lives like a person, not an animal. If he lives, he should have the dignity that people should have.

What is dignity? Dignity is that I want any place where I am to be treated as a person rather than a thing.

So after walking through many places and seeing many people, I found that some people were struggling on the food and clothing line, and some people sold their bodies and hearts just to live. He finally saw a lot, so he, Wu Xiangjun, came back!

He wanted to find the girl who gave him money that day in a few days. He remembered that she was from Yanda. He wanted to say thank you to her face to face.

But when I went upstairs, I just saw the scene of conflict and confrontation between the two sides. I couldn't help frowning. When did someone break the rules in the teahouse?

Tang Jingyun's mood at this time is not wonderful. After all, anyone who meets someone who comes out to stir up the game will not be in a good mood.

She saw the other party reach out and pick up the ball. She thought he wanted to see things too. She secretly said that the man didn't know his face, but the next second, the man smashed things on the table, and the tea splashed on the table, making the floor a mess.

The man showed a fierce expression and said, "Ye Quan, you have a lot of courage. My boss warned you not to come out to do business. You dare to do it behind your back. It's really impatient!"

Then he went to get the second thing, but when he picked up the thing, his hand suddenly couldn't move.

I saw a white hand stretched out and clasped his wrist. The nails on his fingers were trimmed neatly. It looked like a well maintained hand.

But the strength of the hand was so terrible that the man only felt a deep pain in his wrist and couldn't help crying out.

Listening to a cold voice, he said coldly, "my friend, I don't know who your boss is. I only know that you are in my way."