"Qinan, your family is well-educated. You are good at calligraphy and painting as well as porcelain. You have enough eyesight. Your antique business in Chuzhou will definitely get better and better."
Next to the guard booth with peeling paint, security guard Chen Laizi was sorting out the promotional brochures introducing the antique street in the wooden box on the table, and said to a handsome young man who was eating pancakes and fruit.
This young man is extremely handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. His whole person is full of a strong bookish air, which makes people feel close to him unconsciously.
This person is none other than Shen Yu.
After he swallowed the last mouthful, he took out a thick wad of hundred-yuan bills from his trouser pocket and gently placed them in the wooden box in front of Chen Laizi, "There is some money here, Uncle Chen, take it to buy medicine for auntie." ”
"Hey, Xiao Shen is the only one in the whole market who always takes care of this old cripple like me. You have no relatives to rely on now, and your business has just started recently. Not only can the lame uncle not help you, but he also wants you to support me. I deserve this money." Ah!"
Old Chen declined to Shen Yu with gratitude, but he touched the banknotes in the box politely and twisted them, at least tens of thousands of dollars.
After looking around, Lao Chen quickly took out the money from the box and put it into his inner pocket because it was early morning.
Shen Yu smiled: "When I was seriously ill fifteen years ago, if you hadn't carried me for several miles, I might not be alive now. This life-saving kindness does not matter whether I, Shen Yu, are poor or rich, I will never be alive in this life. I will never forget it.
"Auntie's diabetes and high blood pressure are chronic diseases that cannot be separated from medicine. If you are short of money, just tell me."
Old Chen waved his hand to signal Shen Yu to stop talking, and then glanced at a perpetual calendar on the window with slightly cloudy eyes: "Everything will go well today, Qinan, you will definitely pick up the slack and make a fortune."
"With your kind words, I'll go for a walk in the street."
In the early morning, the warm sunshine spreads on everyone's face, allowing people in a hurry to feel a touch of warmth in this slightly cooler autumn.
Outside Qing Niu, Shen Yu, who was dressed casually, felt mixed emotions and emotions.
Shen Yu grew up here, and whether it was the Calligraphy and Painting Street, the Porcelain Street or the Miscellaneous Street, Shen Yu used to set up stalls.
I haven’t been here for just over a year, and I feel a little strange in my heart.
This place is both familiar and unfamiliar to him now.
Qingniuguan Antique Market is named after the Qingniu Temple, a famous Taoist temple on the Dongjiang River. It used to be six streets for temple fairs, but over time it became six antique streets.
Each street sells different things. Some are calligraphy and painting shops, some are miscellaneous shops, or they are all jade shops.
It is said that thousands of years ago, Taishang Laojun once let his mount Qingniu drink water from the ancient well here. Later, people built a Taoist temple around this ancient well, called Qingniu Temple.
Nowadays, the ancient well in the temple is still there, with a continuous flow of water for thousands of years, and the water quality is sweet. Every fifteenth day of the month, the Qingniu Temple will open its gate to let nearby neighbors enter to draw water.
Many merchants in the antique market would also queue up inside the temple to fetch water. Many people saw Shen Yu greeting him enthusiastically, which made Shen Yu feel uncomfortable, so he took a shortcut back to the parking space outside the street and sat in the car. .
Shen Yu didn't know what he was trying to avoid. Maybe it was because he was more timid about being close to his hometown!
Shen Yu came to Dongjiang this time for two purposes.
The first one was to celebrate Chu Yaozong’s birthday, but by chance, Chu Yaozong went to Shanghai to buy a very precious antique and didn’t even celebrate his birthday.
The second one is to see Gu Qingqing. The last time Shen Yu phoned to intercede with Chen Chixia’s tea, Gu Qingqing agreed without saying a word. It’s really unreasonable not to say thank you in person.
It was a coincidence that they had agreed to have dinner together last night, but Gu Qingqing's mother, Xu Huiping, went to the hospital because she had some heart problems, so the two did not meet.
Shen Yu wanted to visit the hospital, but he also knew that Xu Huiping didn't think he was very kind, so he didn't bother himself and simply found a hotel to stay.
This morning, I originally wanted to drive back to Chuzhou. When I passed by the Qingniuguan Antique Market, Shen Yu felt something in his heart. Since I've already come here, let's see if there are any leaks that can be picked up.
Although the program recorded by Shen Yu in "Prosperity Collection" will only be broadcast tonight, his shop has already been stepped on by some collectors.
Shen Yu also didn't expect that the live broadcast of treasure appraisal would have such a great influence, which made Shen Yu both happy and confused. What he was happy about was that business was good. Yesterday's sales reached an astonishing 300,000 yuan.
Three hundred thousand dollars to buy a calligraphy and painting by an ancient celebrity or a piece of official kiln porcelain is not a lot of money at all.
But if you buy some small antiques such as ancient coins and miscellaneous items, you can buy too much.
When I came to Dongjiang this time, I originally wanted to say something to Chu Yaozong, and then pick up some small antiques from Baoyuxuan and go back to save the situation, but Chu Yaozong was not here and it was difficult to speak.
"I'm here anyway, so it's not a bad idea to try my luck."
Taking a deep breath, Shen Yu prepared to open the door and get out of the car.
"Bang!"
At this moment, a muffled sound woke Shen Yu up from his meditation.
He looked up and saw that an imported BMW Z4 in the parking space next to it hit the left nose of a Mazda 6 while reversing.
When the driver of the BMW saw that the car had crashed, he hurriedly opened the door and got out.
This is a beautiful woman in her twenties, tall, with flat eyebrows and big eyes. Coupled with exquisite makeup and hair permed and dyed into rose brown, Shen Yu can be described as a "star face".
The woman stomped her feet anxiously when she saw that the lampshade of the Mazda6 headlight was crushed by her car.
She looked around and saw Shen Yu sitting in the car, her face suddenly lit up with joy, she walked a few steps quickly to Shen Yu's car, and then gently knocked on the car window.
"Hello, can you help me?"
Shen Yu got out of the car and took a look: "Stop moving, the scratch will be worse if you move again."
"What should we do?"
"Call the police."
"But I have to deliver medicine to my family." As she said that, the woman showed Shen Yu the two packets of Chinese medicine in her hand.
Shen Yu frowned slightly, "I suggest you don't leave, as you may be accused of hit-and-run."
"My car is here, how can I still run? How about I write a note?" the woman explained to Shen Yu.
Shen Yu glanced at the other person, then showed a puzzled look, "You didn't hit my car, what does it have to do with me whether you can leave or not?" After saying that, he pressed the lock button and was about to go. Walk inside the market.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then stamped her feet angrily, "Humph, I don't know how to show mercy to women."
Shen Yu didn't look back.
"Da da da..."
After just a few steps, two men in black T-shirts quickly ran over from a distance, "Oh, it's really my car!"
The speaker was a tall, middle-aged man, with slender eyebrows and narrow eyes and a half-bald head. He was forty years younger and was still wearing large plaid pants. Anyone who looked at him would associate him with a gangster.
At this moment, the middle-aged man's face was full of pain, and he was mumbling all kinds of cruel words.
Seeing this, the beautiful woman carrying two bags of Chinese medicine shrank behind Shen Yu.
Compared with the other party, Shen Yu, who is gentle and handsome, feels more secure.
The middle-aged man finally turned his attention to Shen Yu, "Boy, did you see who scratched my car?"
Shen Yu looked at the two of them and shook his head calmly.
At first glance, these two guys are not good people. If the woman behind them bumped into each other, it might have been a big disturbance. There is no one around now, and the woman is likely to suffer a loss, not just in terms of money.< /p>
So Shen Yu decided to take a look at the situation first.
"Didn't you see it?" A young man with yellow hair behind the middle-aged man took a look at Shen Yu, and suddenly glared fiercely and asked: "Really you didn't see it? They say the pretty boy has no good intentions, no. Was it you who hit it?"
"Are you stupid? Didn't you see me shaking my head?" Shen Yu didn't hold these two things in his mouth at all.
"Bad guy looking for death? I asked you a question, and you answered honestly. A car crashed and you were the only one nearby. You said you didn't see it. Are you blind?"
"What did you eat early? You have such a stinky mouth? Your car was hit and you asked me instead of calling the police. Do you think you are stupid?" Shen Yu looked disdainful.
"Young man, don't be so arrogant. If I ask you a question, just tell me honestly and don't use your words. There are some people you can't afford to offend!" The middle-aged man put his hands on his hips with a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.
Shen Yu smiled coldly, "Are you short of brains? You came to provoke me for nothing, and you said you couldn't afford to provoke me. Haha, I want to see how you can't afford to provoke me."
