In the antique store, my father looked at the antiques on the shelf with a sad look on his face.

"Mo Yu, I remember you initially said that you would sell three antiques every month. Now you already owe dad 23 antiques."

Ni Yu also didn't expect that his father would mention antiques at this time.

"Dingling bell~"

The door opened and a man wearing glasses walked in.

"Hello, I want to come over and take a look at the antiques."

"Welcome to Dad's antique store, you are very welcome."

"Mo Yu, why don't you go make some tea?" Dad shouted loudly.

Mo Yu was relieved when he saw someone coming to buy antiques. Now his father would not catch him for the time being.

"Tru, it's up to you to entertain this customer." My hometown called Tru over and wanted his apprentice to learn how to sell antiques."

The man took a fancy to an antique vase and asked, "Is this from the Qing Dynasty or the Yuan Dynasty?"

Tru replied: "It belongs to China."

The man glanced at Tru in surprise, and immediately had high hopes for this store.

"Okay, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

The man left the antique store.

"Dad came over and kicked Tru: "You are an incompetent salesperson. You must know more about antiques."

"Dad is right, Tru. For example, this cute lamp comes from a certain garbage dynasty."

Jackie Chan shouted to Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, don't make trouble."

"You need to receive sales training, True, and Jackie Chan will help you." Dad pushed True and pulled Jackie Chan into the study.

"What should I do in the store?" Jackie Chan asked.

"Xiaoyu will be optimistic about antique shops."

"That's cool, is there a salary?" Xiaoyu asked happily.

"Then let's talk about it after you have something to sell." Dad closed the study door.

Not long after, a somewhat slovenly man walked in.

Xiaoyu: "Welcome to dad's antique shop."

"This is for you." The man took out a huge green gem and placed it on the counter. After saying that, the man was about to leave.

"No...no, I won't accept it unless you buy something."

The man was very eager to give away the gem, so he picked up the lamp that Xiaoyu had just taken.

"How much does this cost?"

Xiaoyu thought for a moment: "500 yuan."

The man happily took out 500 yuan and gave it to Xiaoyu.

"Deal."

The man handed the gem to Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu took it.

"Woohoo haha!" The man was very happy and ran out of the antique store with a smile.

Xiaoyu walked into the study, took the money and said to her father: "Dad, my sales are very good. By the way, I have another gain."

Dad was shocked when he saw the gem in Xiaoyu's hand.

"oops!!"

Dad almost fainted from anger, sat on the chair and said: "This is the infamous Gilani emerald. The whole world is afraid of it."

"Afraid?" Xiaoyu didn't understand that someone would be afraid of such a big gem. Shouldn't everyone like it?

Dad explained: "There is an Irish curse on this gem. No matter who owns it, it will bring endless bad luck."

"Xiaoyu, you are cursed."

"Really? I don't feel it." Xiaoyu spread her hands, and the money in her hand flew out, and then all fell onto the candle and burned.

"Oh, I'm cursed."

Jackie Chan comforted Xiaoyu: "This is just an accident, not a curse."

Xiaoyu was sitting on a chair, and the chair suddenly fell down. Then the huge bronze man on the wall also fell down. Jackie Chan quickly stood in front of Xiaoyu and blocked Tongren.

Jackie Chan: "I'm not saying I don't believe in this spell, but can you give me that gem, just in case."

Xiaoyu gave the gem to Jackie Chan. At this moment, Jackie Chan suddenly received a call.

"What! I'm bankrupt!" Jackie Chan looked at the emerald in his hand and suddenly understood.

Jackie Chan took the gem from Xiaoyu's hand, and the curse of bad luck was transferred from Xiaoyu to Jackie Chan.

Dad locked Jackie Chan in a locker.

"Do you really want this? Dad."

"You have this gem, so you are cursed. We must prevent bad things from happening anymore. You can't bring trouble to others, Jackie Chan. Before I lift the curse, you have to accept the curse alone."

Mo Yu walked in with tea: "It seems that I missed a good show."

"Mo Yu! Did you brew the tea for too long?"

"Sorry dad." Mo Yu would not admit that he went upstairs and lay down for a while before coming down.

Dad found out about the curse of emeralds in a book.

"If the emerald changes owners, the curse will be transferred, but the exchange must be voluntary. The only way to break the curse is to return the emerald to the tomb from which it was stolen in Ireland."

Mo Yu opened the locker, looked at Jackie Chan and said, "Uncle Long, maybe you can try this."

Mo Yu handed the horse charm to Jackie Chan.

"You're right. With the horse charm, I won't be unlucky."

Jackie Chan took the horse charm, and the next moment, the entire storage room collapsed.

Mo Yu said with some surprise: "It seems that the curse power of this gem is greater than the spell power."

The curse of the emerald was originally just a small curse, but people's greed increased the power of the curse, making it now extremely powerful.

There is no other way but to return the gems now.

Jackie Chan packed his luggage and got ready to set off.

Xiaoyu: "Uncle Long, let me go with you. I caused you to become like this. I should at least help you get rid of it. You can't go alone, you have been cursed."

"Xiaoyu, I can do these things by myself."

"You can't do it without dad's lucky magic. Garlic helps digestion and good luck." Dad hung a bunch of garlic around Jackie Chan's neck.

"One more thing, the rabbit's feet would work better if they were still on the rabbit."

So, Jackie Chan set out with the suitcase in his mouth, the rabbit in his arms, and a string of garlic hanging around his neck.

Jackie Chan carefully walked out of the door. As soon as he reached the roadside, a large truck rushed past him. The water splashed by the car frightened the rabbit, who ran to the side.

"Wait a minute!"

Jackie Chan quickly chased after him, but knocked over an apple in a basket. Jackie Chan fell to the ground, and a piano that was being transported fell from the air.

Jackie Chan rolled over and escaped smoothly. However, the emerald fell into the middle of the road. Jackie Chan jumped over and picked up the gem. A large truck hit him again.

Jackie Chan rolled sideways to avoid it, and met another car. Next, Jackie Chan successfully dodged seven or eight cars that were about to hit him, and successfully got into a taxi. So it was very rare.

Mo Yu and others looked at the unlucky Jackie Chan in the window, really worried about whether he could make it to Ireland.

On the plane, Jackie Chan had to encounter a rather annoying person in the front row, but luckily he didn't encounter any big problems and made it to Ireland alive.

"Welcome to Ireland, Uncle Long."

Xiaoyu and Moyu suddenly appeared next to them.

"Why are you here?"

Xiaoyu: "We are on the same plane, but you didn't see us."

"Mo Yu, take Xiaoyu back quickly. Ouch!" Jackie Chan was suddenly patted.

"Go back immediately, oh!"

"Go back immediately, ah!"

Jackie Chan kept getting bumped by other people.

"Why is everyone dressed like this?"

Passers-by all around were wearing green clothes or some decorations.

"Because this is Ireland and you're not wearing green. It's St. Patrick's Day."
To be continued...