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Chapter 212 How to sell the fragments?

Li Mo was also stunned for a moment when he saw Li Jiayu, and unexpectedly met him here. Mr. Li sent him to a branch in another place for training. Could it be that he has already achieved success?

"Jiayu, these spicy little potatoes are really delicious. The surface is fried and crispy, and the inside is fragrant. Come and have a try." The woman holding the disposable bowl also wore a duck-billed hat and sunglasses on the bridge of her nose.

, Judging from her figure and skin, she is a very beautiful woman.

"Li Mo, long time no see, I miss you so much."

Li Jiayu pushed aside the spicy potatoes handed over by the woman, and instead faced Li Mo with a smile on his face.

You're not missing me, you're remembering my grudge. Li Mo despised him a few times in his heart, but Qin Yali had reminded him that Li Jiayu might be planning some bad ideas secretly.

"Actually, we haven't seen each other for a long time. How come Mr. Li is in such a leisurely mood to hang out with his friends today? I heard that you have gone to work in another place. Could it be that the old man has transferred you back to Kyoto for a new job?"

Li Jiayu's face twitched and his smile disappeared. Mader, you shouldn't have talked to this guy. But his eyes also fell on Liu Yingying, and he asked with a smile: "Why don't you introduce this beauty? Look at you guys.

Being so close, the relationship must be a very good one, right?"

"You can think whatever you want." Li Mo smiled lightly, "Master Li, it's fate that we met each other. Do you want us to go together?"

"I won't disturb your love for each other. Let's have a good time together next time if we have a chance."

"It's a rare encounter. Okay, let's get together next time. Yingying, let's go over and buy some spicy small potatoes and try how they taste."

"Jiayu, who is he?" The woman wearing sunglasses clearly saw that Li Jiayu was a little behind. They both had the same surname of Li. Could it be that they were several juniors in the family who were competing together?

"It's really unlucky to meet him, let's go." Li Jiayu said in a low voice. Last time in the Qin family compound, he stepped on his feet several times, and the pain was still fresh in his memory.

What made him hate the most was that Li Yanxin, a branch of the Li family, actually colluded with him, and in comparison, he looked so ignorant and incompetent.

As the two walked away, the woman looked back at Li Mo's back, took out her phone and took a photo.

"What do you want to do?" Li Jiayu looked displeased when he saw her taking pictures, "Don't interfere in my affairs. If I want to deal with him, I don't need a woman to stand up for me."

"Okay, I won't interfere, don't be angry. By the way, how do you want to operate it when you return to Kyoto this time? If you need my cooperation, please feel free to ask."

"If I want to return to Kyoto and become the core of the family, I must prove to everyone that temporary failure does not mean permanent failure. I have contacted several foreign friends and are still making arrangements. As long as I seize the opportunity, I will give

The opponent delivers the most fatal blow."

The woman looked up at Li Jiayu's profile, nodded and said softly: "I will always stand by your side."

Liu Yingying blew the crispy little potatoes that had just come out of the pan. She sprinkled a little less spicy spicy powder, poked a piece of small potato with a toothpick and put it in her mouth. It was immediately hot and made her gasp.

"Eat slowly."

Li Mo held the paper bowl, and the two of them walked slowly along the alley.

"Who was that person just now?"

"I know a person who lost to me once or twice in a fight, so he has a strong opinion of me. This small potato has a high starch content. You just need to taste it once or twice, otherwise there are better ones later.

You don’t have enough food to eat.”

“The smell is okay, and the taste is average.”

"This spicy little potato actually has stores in many old streets, and it is not considered a specialty snack. I once searched online and found that there is a small stall here that specializes in making sugar porridge, and there are diners waiting in line every day."

"Where?"

"It should still be in front. We just keep walking forward."

The two walked for a while, and there were more shops in the depths of the alley. Tourists also poured in from other entrances, making it more and more lively.

There are also street stalls in some slightly wider areas, including handmade trinkets, various carvings, some agate and other bracelets, bracelets, etc., and even stalls selling porcelain. The porcelain placed on the ground has various shapes.

1. There are various colors, small ones include snuff bottles, and large ones include flower vases.

These street stalls are obviously planned by the local area and are arranged in an orderly manner. Tourists coming and going squat down to choose from many, and bargaining is endless.

"Old man, you are bluffing me. This broken bottle only costs a few dozen yuan at most. I can give you as much as you want. If you open your mouth, you want me to compensate you 30,000 yuan. You really have such a big mouth, and you are not afraid of opening your mouth too big.

The wind leaked and I was choked."

"Young man, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I have been running a stall here for not only 20 years but also 19 years. Business is all about integrity. You can look at my porcelain, ask questions, and buy it or not.

But you can't break it. I got this porcelain from Panjiayuan, a famous antique street in Kyoto, ten years ago. I spent 20,000 yuan on it at that time. Ten thousand yuan has not increased much in the past ten years.

"

"Even if a hundred years have passed, this broken bottle is only worth a few hundred yuan at most. Don't think I'm stupid. I'll pay you three hundred yuan."

"Young man, you can be ignorant, but you can't insult my porcelain. If it really takes a hundred years, the porcelain you will break will not only be 30,000, but 300,000. You will definitely not be able to leave today.

Well, let’s think about how to compensate me.”

There was a quarrel from a stall in front of them. Li Mo and Liu Yingying took a closer look and almost laughed out loud. It was actually Li Jiayu. The duck-billed hat on his head had fallen off somewhere, and his hairstyle was a bit messy.

The stall owner is an old man in his sixties, wearing black casual clothes, carrying an old bag, holding a fan in his left hand, and grabbing Li Jiayu's chest clothes with his right hand. The most important thing is that the old man is taller than Li Jiayu.

He is a head taller and fatter. Although he is older, his strength is not weak.

Li Jiayu tried to throw away his hand, but not only failed, but also made himself embarrassed.

"Young man, it's useless for you to struggle. If you don't compensate, I will be lying on the ground. If you want to spend 30,000 yuan to solve the problem, it will definitely be impossible."

The stall owner was condescending and stared at him with contempt. Looking at the old man's tone and demeanor, he definitely didn't take him seriously.

Li Mo looked at the bottle that was broken into several pieces on the ground. Under the sunlight, the glaze on the surface of the porcelain reflected a delicate luster.

"Huh."

Li Mo walked to the edge of the stall and squatted down. He picked up a piece of the bottle and looked at it carefully. He then picked up the bottom of the bottle and looked at the ring and bottom.

"Boss, how do you sell these pieces?"

The stall owner heard this and turned to look at Li Mo. He was holding a piece of fragment in his hand. Li Jiayu, who was still trying to struggle, also calmed down.
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