But what could three students buy? In all likelihood, they came here out of curiosity. In the end, Wang Dong lowered his head to play with his mobile phone again.

Kuang Yan walked to the counter and said, "Man, is your boss here?"

Wang Dong said without raising his head, "The boss is not here."

Kuang Yan, "Is Mr. Palm Eye here?"

When he asked Mr. Zhangyan, there should be something to be appraised, which means there is business. He frowned and thought, "Mr. Hu is out too."

Wang Dong looked impatient, "If you have anything to say, tell me."

Kuang Yan, "I have something to sell, but I'm afraid you can't make the decision."

Wang Dong said disdainfully, "What can you, a student, have? Bring it and let me see it first."

Yao Jiaren on the side couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said, "What's wrong with you? Don't you know how to do business?"

Wang Dong snorted coldly, "I have been sitting here since I was a child, and I have been following the master for more than ten years. What do you have? This is not a place for you children to play. You should go wherever you go."

Yao Jiaren raised his hand and pointed at him angrily, "You..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard rapid footsteps outside the door, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang..."

A man in his thirties, wearing ordinary casual clothes, ran in from the door. In his hand, he held a square object wrapped in yellow cloth, "Come and see, what do you think of this thing of mine?"

Yao Jiaren turned to look at the thirty-year-old middle-aged man, "We are talking here. Do you know what first come, first served means?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What can happen to you kids? This is Jubaozhai, an antique store, not a toy store!"

Yao Jiaren still wanted to argue, but Qin Tianyu stopped him.

Kuang Yan was not in a hurry and stood quietly aside. She was also curious about what was in the middle-aged man's hand. Just when Kuang Yan took a look at the things he wrapped with her eyes, she found that there was something emanating from under the yellow cloth.

A special kind of cyan aura. This aura is full of vitality and stands out.

Wang Dong ignored the three children and smiled at the middle-aged man, "Lao Luo, where did you go shopping? You won't get another fake one, right?"

Lao Luo smiled nonchalantly and said, "Who hasn't had to punch you in the eye? This time I will definitely make a mistake."

Lao Luo is a frequent visitor to Hefang Street. He likes to go shopping for things in the countryside. He often collects items worth more than a hundred yuan and can often get valuable goods worth tens of millions of yuan. He relies on this to make a living. Of course, he sometimes makes mistakes.

However, the original price charged was not expensive, and the compensation would not be much.

According to his idea, he only buys cheap things and never touches expensive ones, so his life has been smooth.

Lao Luo stood in front of the counter, put the things on the counter, and then untied the yellow cloth.

When the yellow cloth was completely untied, a square wooden box appeared in front of everyone. The wooden box was square and about the same size as a Rubik's Cube. The box was carved with fine lines, and it looked like it should have been outlined with a red pen, but

As time goes by, these red notes appear intermittently.

There are still some black stains on the box, which makes it look dirty.

Wang Dong didn't take it, and he laughed the moment he untied the yellow cloth, "You can tell that this wood is common elm wood at first glance, and you can tell by the material that it's not that precious."
Chapter completed!