At a corner of Changcheng Antique Street, Qian Heng, the former Gaogulou store clerk and current street stall owner, sat bored by the stall smoking a cigarette.

The antique stall's business was not going well, and he was worried to death. Ironically, his only income these days was the fifty yuan from Chen Jing.

"Brother, lend me a fire." At this time, the stall owner next to him came over and said.

Qian Heng curled his lips and muttered that he had no fire, and then reluctantly handed over the lighter.

The stall owner who borrowed the fire smiled and thanked him, lit a cigarette and puffed away the smoke.

"Brother, we street vendors are not easy to get along with. We don't know when we will be big. It would be great if we can catch the leaks." The stall owner who took advantage of the situation started chatting.

Speaking of picking up leaks, Qian Heng subconsciously thought of Chen Jing and snorted: "It's so easy to pick up leaks?"

"Hey, don't tell me. I heard that the apprentice who was just hired by Nabaoju Boss Zhao missed a piece of blue and white porcelain. I heard that it was resold for more than 200,000 yuan. This is the charm of our antique shop. If we can pick up the missing piece,

That’s a lot of money.”

Qian Heng was stunned when he heard this: "An apprentice from Nabaoju?"

"Yes, I heard that his name is Chen Jing. He is only in his twenties. He is really young and promising. I envy him."

Hearing this, Qian Heng stood up fiercely: "You, what did you say he missed?"

"Blue and white porcelain, what's wrong?" The owner of the fire stall was startled when he suddenly stood up.

After receiving the confirmation, Qian Heng's expression immediately became very exciting, with anger and disbelief at the same time. He immediately wanted to go to Nabaoju to get back the blue and white porcelain bowl he sold to Chen Jing!

But he stopped just after taking two steps.

Want to come back? Why?

Chen Jing gave the money, did he object at the time, and more importantly, who could prove that the blue and white porcelain that Chen Jing picked up was bought from him before?

Although Qian Henglian thought of what Chen Jing said at that time, he was already sure in his heart that his goal at that time was the blue and white porcelain bowl, and any humiliation was all fake!

After a long while, Qian Heng sat down again dejectedly, silently lighting another cigarette, his face ugly and desperate.

"Brother, what's wrong? Are you too envious? Hey, it's a person's ability to pick up leaks. You can't envy him even if you envy him." Seeing his appearance, the owner of the borrowed fire stall kindly comforted him.

"Go away!" Qian Heng raised his head and cursed.

The stall owner was stunned for a moment when he was scolded, and then he also cursed angrily: "Are you seriously ill? I have provoked you."

Afterwards, the stall owner cursed several times, but Qian Heng had no reaction at all, so he took a sip and returned to his stall.

Qian Heng was smoking one cigarette after another, as if he wanted to smoke himself to death on the spot.

He really wanted to die at this moment, twice, twice!

Chen Jing picked it up from his hands twice, and he also missed treasures twice, especially the blue and white porcelain bowl, which made his heart bleed with pain, but he could only look at it, unable to do anything.

"That kid is obviously new to the industry." Qian Heng was unconvinced, thinking that Chen Jing was lucky, but he didn't see that the blue and white porcelain bowl was genuine, but Chen Jing did, which made him feel frustrated.

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"Why don't I change my career? I've been picked up twice by a kid who just joined the industry. Why should I be in the antique business?"

Chen Jing had no idea that the two pick-ups he had made when he first entered the business had given Qian Heng the idea of ​​quitting the antique business.

Even if he knew, he would probably just clap his hands and applaud. After all, Qian Heng and Gao Fu are the same, and the fewer such people in the antique shop, the better.

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It was around eight o'clock that night.

Chen Jing returned to Tianxueshan Community with a flushed face and a somewhat unsteady figure.

"I will never drink like this with Uncle Zhao again." Chen Jing found the building where his rental house was located with his head dizzy and said as he went upstairs.

In the afternoon, Zhao Zheng closed the door early and went to have dinner and drink with Chen Jing to celebrate that he had missed it.

But what Chen Jing never expected was that Uncle Zhao was actually a good drinker, and he started drinking it before the food was even served, and it was liquor with a high alcohol content.

Although Chen Jing knows how to drink and is young, there is no way he can stand up to a bartender like Zhao Zheng, who drinks one glass after another of liquor. Now Chen Jing is pretty good at holding on without falling unconscious.

On the fourth floor, Chen Jing didn't know how long he had walked before he arrived.

After finally reaching the door of the rental house, Chen Jing took out the key and tried to open the door, but the keyhole seemed to be able to clone itself. He took the key and inserted it for a long time, but he couldn't get it right.

Wobble, wobble, wobble.

The stamina of the liquor was getting stronger and stronger, but Chen Jing finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground, completely drunk.

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In a daze, Chen Jing's mouth went dry and he subconsciously shouted: "Water..."

"water……"

After a few seconds, Chen Jing felt someone helping him up, and then a soft voice said: "Open your mouth."

Chen Jing opened his mouth subconsciously, and felt the cool water on his dry lips. He quickly drank it in big gulps.

"Drink slowly, don't choke." The soft voice continued.

After a while, Chen Jing stopped. His mouth and throat felt much better, and his head sobered up.

Only then did he realize that he had been sleeping in the bedroom for some time, still covered with a thin quilt, and the person taking care of him drinking water was actually Kong Xue.

"Awake? Why are you so drunk?" Kong Xue saw Chen Jing's expression clearing up and said with a smile.

Chen Jing hurriedly sat upright and asked with some embarrassment and curiosity: "Sister Xue, were you the one who helped me in?"

Kong Xue said with some humor: "Yes, I was watching TV in the living room at that time. Suddenly I heard something banging. I thought something was wrong. When I opened the door, I saw you falling on the ground."

"I had no choice but to open the door for you and help you in."

After hearing this, Chen Jing said with a grateful look on his face: "Thank you, Sister Xue."

Kong Xueluo smiled generously: "No, you call me sister, and I can still let my brother sleep on the ground all night."

Immediately, Kong Xue stood up and said: "It's getting late, so I'll go back first. Oh, by the way, there's hot tea in the living room. I'll drink some later to sober up."

Chen Jing also quickly stood up: "Sister Xue, I'll see you off."

Kong Xue smiled and said: "It's right at the opposite door. Is there anything I can give you?"

After Kong Xue returned, Chen Jing looked at the time and found that it was already past two in the morning.

He came back after eight o'clock, which means that after Kong Xue helped him into the house, he still took care of him here for four or five hours. I don't know if he was afraid that if he vomited on his body or vomited in the wrong posture,

What are the dangers of reflux of spitted items?

For a moment, Chen Jing couldn't help but have some complicated emotions in his heart. He walked to the living room again and found that the TV was on, but the volume was turned down very low. There was a tea set and a pot of hot tea on the coffee table. The tea set was very familiar and belonged to Kong Xue.

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Chen Jing walked over and sat down. In addition to the fragrance of tea, there seemed to be an indescribable faint fragrance lingering in his nose. It smelled very good.

The teapot was brewed with stomach-nourishing black tea, probably because Chen Jinggang would have an upset stomach after drinking alcohol.

Chen Jing's heartbeat began to speed up again, especially under the pleasant fragrance lingering in his nose, he could even hear the thumping of his own heartbeat.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by Kong Xue's inquiry: "Xiao Chen, I seem to have dropped my cell phone on the sofa. Check to see if it's there."

Chen Jing took a quick look and saw a mobile phone on the sofa. He quickly picked it up and opened the door.

"It's here."

Kong Xue took the phone and smiled lightly: "Well, go to bed early and remember to drink in moderation in the future."

Looking at Kong Xue's delicate and beautiful face, listening to the gentle and caring words.
Chapter completed!