Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 240 A Pair of Embroidered Shoes, Are You Telling Ghost Stories?

The next morning, Ning Fan was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Second Uncle, still sleeping, wait!"

After shouting, the knock on the door didn't stop, but became more obvious.

Not the second uncle?

Ning Fan was shocked, realizing that the knock on the door was different from Ning Wenhao's usual knock on the door.

"Boss, it's us."

Hearing Lu Zhu's voice, Ning Fan suddenly realized.

I arranged for Lu Zhu and Zhou Gang to come over, but I didn't expect to come so early.

However, I don't seem to have mentioned working hours.

so be it.

Ning Fan opened the door, came back to wash up, returned to the hall, and found that the two of them had prepared their books and prepared breakfast for themselves.

Thinking about Zhou Gang's inability to do such a thing, he knew at a glance that it was Lu Zhu's handwriting, and turned [-] in the past.

"In the future, you can look at the arrangement of the meal, I won't eat it by yourself."

"Keep the money in the account, just deduct it from here, and let me know if it's gone."

"By the way, come later later."

"Have you ever seen that antique shop open at 08:30 in the morning? Come back after 10:30."

Lu Zhu was stunned for a moment when he received the payment.

He also went to work, but it was the first time he saw such a casual boss.

It’s fine to go to work at 10:30. Going to work is just reading a book, and eating is so casual.

Looking at it this way, this job is simply too conscientious.

Just as Lu Zhu wanted to thank Ning Fan, he suddenly thought of other things.

"Master Ning, you were not in the store yesterday, someone came to see you, and said he must inform you that he came."

"Who?"

Ning Fan was a little puzzled.

There are not many people who know that they are here, and treasure friends can identify online, and they will not waste effort offline.

Those who can come are either colleagues looking for work, or individual tourists who really bump their heads over.

But individual travelers couldn't say that either, it was obviously aimed at themselves.

It's just that I didn't receive any messages in the live broadcast room.

Still thinking, Lu Zhu had already said his name.

"Liulichang, Hongwu."

When the name came out, Ning Fan felt a little familiar, and the memory had an impression in an instant.

It was the one who ordered a sentence himself in the ghost market.

He said he wanted to give him an order, but he didn't expect that he had a problem first and came to the door.

Ning Fan also understood why Hong Wu didn't come to the studio to find him.

People in the antique shop are old-fashioned, and when they ask for help, they have to come to the door and ask online whether they are not suitable for etiquette.

Even if Ning Fan didn't mind, he would feel bad about it.

"Have you left your contact information?"

"Have."

Ning Fan nodded and asked Lu Zhu to contact Hong Wu to talk about the matter.

Not long after, Hong Wu appeared in front of Ning Fan.

It still looks similar to the one I saw in the ghost market before, but it looks a lot haggard.

"Master Ning, I have something to do!"

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

Hong Wu listened to his words and fell to his knees with a bang.

"Master Ning, I really can't do anything about it, I just ask you to come forward and help!"

"Any price!"

After three rings, when I looked up, I could already see a black and blue, faintly oozing blood.

"What's going on? Tell me clearly."

Ning Fan was also a little moved.

The boy has gold under his knees.

Kowtow three times and bow nine times, this is a great gift.

Those who dare to practice stalls in the ghost market are more or less tricky, and it is not an easy thing to be forced into such a situation now.

When Hong Wu heard Ning Fan intervening, he didn't hide anything, and explained all the problems he encountered.

It turned out that besides being in the ghost market at night, he also ran a small shop at Liulichang during the day.

"There was no problem in the store before, but I received an item some time ago, and now I have nightmares every night."

"I dreamed that a young woman came to me...to do, that kind of thing...after waking up, I realized that I had indeed done it."

"And it's like this every night. I'm really afraid of accidents. I feel like I've provoked something unclean."

"So I would like to ask Master Ning to help you out."

"Even if you can't solve this problem, you can still introduce some masters to me. I have even been to Lama Temple, and it is useless."

Ning Fan was still listening to the matter, but when he heard Lama Temple, he suddenly laughed.

"What are you doing there?"

"Didn't it be said that burning incense in Lama Temple is the most spiritual?"

"I thought to myself, if there is something wrong with this thing, I will put it in the temple like Master Sun before, and ask the Buddha to help carry it."

"But I didn't expect it to be useless at all."

"Still having nightmares, same effect."

"If I go on like this for a few days, I'm really afraid that everyone will die."

"And the most outrageous thing is..."

"After finishing this time, she actually told me that she is from the Ming Dynasty, and she came to me just to make friends. As long as you stay here for 36 days, you can stay and fly together with me."

When Hong Wu was speaking, Lu Zhu and Zhou Gang were also listening, and after listening, they felt that this matter was outrageous.

Zhou Gang didn't care.

"Isn't it?"

"What age is this, how could this happen."

"I think you just watched too many small movies during the day, and you only have this brain-filling situation at night."

"Speaking of the style of ghosts and ghosts, is it Wang Zuxian's one? Is it so good-looking? What is the number? Give me a license plate?"

Zhou Gang was so excited that he was about to go forward to ask for resources, but when he saw Ning Fan's sullen face, he laughed twice.

"Joke, joke!"

"Who wouldn't have that kind of resource, would they?"

Ning Fan ignored Zhou Gang and looked at Lu Zhu.

"What do you say?"

"I……"

Lu Zhu panicked when he heard Ning Fan asking himself.

"How do I know anything, but Master Ning, you said that everything in this world is scientific, so this is also scientific?"

"Ah."

Ning Fan nodded and looked at Hong Wu again.

"What did you collect?"

"A pair of embroidered shoes!"

After Hong Wu finished speaking, Weiwei took out a red shoe from his body and put it in front of him, with a little panic in his eyes.

"What? A broken shoe scares you like that?"

Zhou Gang continued to tease, and saw Hong Wu's face change.

"These shoes are not ordinary shoes!"

"I saw it the first day I got it. These are a pair of serious Ming Dynasty embroidered shoes, and they are made of high-quality materials and exquisite workmanship. At first glance, they look like something for a lady."

"But after I started dreaming, the embroidered shoes actually smelled like corpses!"

"At the beginning, it was a faint taste, but after two days it became extremely strong."

"I thought the shoes were stolen, so I found someone to sell them cheaply, but I didn't expect that when I woke up the next day, I saw these shoes again at the door of the store."

"And the extra money in my account is gone..."

"Besides, the corpse smell of the shoes is even stronger!"

Zhou Gang couldn't help shrinking when he heard this.

"I said, don't scare people and tell horror stories here! This is a bright day in broad daylight, don't like this!"

Lu Zhu frowned slightly, his expression unchanged.

Ning Fan also became interested, picked up the shoes on the ground with a chuckle, looked around, and asked.

"Isn't it a pair of embroidered shoes? What about the other one?"

(End of this chapter)