Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

"Master Ning, why did you say jazz just now? When did the Stars and Stripes have jazz?" Huang Haoying looked puzzled.

"It was granted by the Empire on which the sun never sets." Ning Fan explained: "Back when the Star-Spangled Country was still a colony of the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets, the Adams family already had titles, hereditary, and now strictly speaking, they still have titles of nobility."

"Can it still be like this?" Wang Duoyu was shocked.

Ning Fan waved his hand and said no more, "I can't explain the bad debts back then."

The grocery market has the characteristics of the Stars and Stripes.

To put it bluntly, the free market, in terms of the status quo, is the pickup truck market.

At a glance, hundreds of pickup trucks were parked diagonally on the side of the road, and everything was in the back of the truck.

The seller is sitting on or under the car, holding newspapers, pipes, cigars, beer, coffee...

Adjacent stalls chatted and didn't care about business.

"It's really relaxing." Wang Duoyu said with emotion.

"If you also have the same benefits, you can do the same." Huang Haoying smiled slightly: "They are all workers who have retired from factories, and they hold a lot of pensions and other stocks and assets in their hands."

While speaking, he nodded casually: "These are entertainment, chatting with old friends, not serious business at all."

"Is that thing real or fake?" Wang Duoyu was suspicious.

"Don't worry about it." Ning Fan answered for him: "Things can still be trusted, after all, there is no small commodity market here."

"It's all things that were eliminated by their ancestors." Ning Fan suddenly laughed, quite playfully: "You can doubt their character, but you can't doubt the productivity and hands-on ability of the Stars and Stripes."

The rest of the people reacted for a few seconds, and laughed funnyly when they thought of this manipulative ability.

"This hands-on ability is really vivid."

"Master Ning, look over there."

Huang Haoying pointed to the distance, a well-dressed man was strolling in the market, his eyes with a monocle were cruising around the trunks of each car, he passed by quickly, looking at the left and right sides casually.

"It's a master."

A flash of excitement flashed in Huang Haoying's eyes, the intuition from the same kind made him want to go up and give it a try.

"Wait and see."

Ning Fan held Huang Haoying and shook his head slightly.

"You can feel it, and so can he."

Huang Haoying was shocked, understood what Ning Fan meant, looked away, and pretended nothing happened.

Monocle seemed to sense their gaze, turned his head, looked at them politely, and bowed slightly to salute.

Get up, let go of the cane with your right hand, and gracefully outline a figure in the air.

"5? What do you mean? Are there five of us?" Wang Duoyu counted the number of people.

"It's not 5, it's 2. He's number 2, the appraiser."

There was a rush of people, and a slightly larger pickup truck was driving along the road. The car was full of items, which happened to block his elegant figure.

When the vehicle disappeared, the figure of the appraiser also disappeared.

"Missing? Be careful!"

Knowing that the appraiser appeared, Wang Duoyu became more cautious: "They may have come here to strike first!"

"Are the poison master and the assassin here?"

Wang Duoyu looked at the people around him, as if everyone who passed by might be a miracle that the free mason didn't show up. …

Ning Fan thought it was funny, but he didn't stop him, and continued to look for things.

Just seeing Wang Duoyu persisted for more than ten minutes, he still interrupted: "They won't do anything here."

"why?"

After the words came out, Wang Duoyu's expression froze, and he frowned again: "You can't do anything here?"

"Although they want to split the Adams family, they still have to maintain a minimum of respect and awe for the big family, at least they can't kill people on the surface."

"He's over there!" Wang Duoyu saw the appraiser again.

In other words, he didn't want to hide himself at all. The elegant windbreaker and top hat are very eye-catching in this market, and the gemstones inlaid with emeralds are like a deep pool in the sun.

Ning Fan noticed something on the car beside him.

A seemingly simple wood carving, with traces of gilt and silver on it, and additional costumes, half a meter high, there are two people in the front and back.

The male statue in front of him was dressed in black sheepskin, with wide-legged black trousers tied into a belt, and a long tobacco rod in his hand.The female statue at the back has her hair in a bun, wearing a red shirt with a wide collar, the same wide-leg red trousers with a belt, and big rooster cloth shoes on her feet. The cattail fan is flickering, and there seems to be flames bursting out from under the iron pot carried between the two of them.

[The sacrificial statue of Huo Ding father-in-law in Quancheng in Song Dynasty is carved from boxwood, and the outer layer is gilded with silver and decorated with sheepskin and silk. Good luck. 】

[This piece is a defective product, missing the portrait of the firewood-picking daughter next to Huoding's parents-in-law. 】

At a glance, you can see all the information.

Ning Fan knew the reason why the appraiser stopped by.

"Go and touch."

Ning Fan smiled lightly and stepped forward: "How do you sell this?"

The three people at the side of the booth turned their heads.

"Strange! Usually no one comes to ask, but today all three of them came to ask about the price." The stall owner put down his pipe with a strange look in his voice, "Is this a good thing?"

"No, I'm just curious when I saw this thing. I'm a researcher of Xia Guo culture, and I'm here to collect this kind of thing." No. 2 handed over a business card in a calm manner.

"I don't know about this item either. It's just that I want to give it to my friend, a person from the Xia Kingdom. I think he will like it." The blue pupils of another buyer moved slightly, concealing his lies.

"This is an old item from our house. I'm a little interested, so I'll ask." Ning Fan finally said.

"boom."

The stall owner removed the baffle to reveal the whole shape.

"Here is the item. The base price is [-] knives. Whoever wants it, please write a number and give it to me. One chance, the one with the highest price will get it."

No one spoke, and the three of them took the pen and paper given by the stall owner.

The person with blue pupils returned it immediately.

No. 2 was silent for a moment, then wrote down the number and handed it back.

Ning Fan was the last to hand it back, in his eyes it was the offer that the two had already written.

"Boy, you are lucky, the thing is yours."

The stall owner received the note, pointed to something, and looked at the other two.

"You...hehe."

……

"Master Ning, how much did you pay for this thing just now?"

"Eight hundred."

"what?"

Wang Duoyu staggered: "He said 800 knives, and you just give [-] yuan? They give less?"...

"For those who don't know, the price is enough."

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, thinking about the other two prices he saw just now, [-] and [-], he was indeed higher.

But this thing is worth it!

I asked the man about the origin of this item just now, and he said that it was given to them by a friend, but he didn't know if there were other parts.

Now I can only continue to search here again.

"Can we find the firewood picker here?" Tang Qisheng knew Huoding's parents-in-law, but he wasn't sure.

"Try it." Ning Fan didn't hold out hope.

But Ban Liangjin withdrew his hand, and a touch of gold flashed across his palm: "If you can find it, it's here."

"Then look for it."

Half the gold has already been calculated, so Ning Fan didn't say anything about doing his best, and walked forward with a sinking heart.

"It's them again! Master Ning, let's go around?"

No. 2 and the middle-aged man with blue eyes seemed to be grabbing another item in the distance.

The corner of Ning Fan's mouth twitched: "Let's go and have a look."

Taking a closer look, the red pickup truck has exaggerated patterns printed on it, and the owner with a nose ring is tall and burly, with tattoos all over his face.

"What?"

"see something."

Seeing the tall and burly Mason, the strong man let them pass with a cold snort: "Someone is watching, you guys are late, pick from behind!"

"It's quite polite." Wang Duoyu complained. He didn't go forward, because he just didn't want to meet the appraiser and another man.

"Hide your head and show your tail, and don't know your identity."

"It belongs to the Adams family." Ning Fan pointed to the pattern on his ring and said lightly.

"No wonder, all the way." Wang Duoyu ignored it.

"I saw this thing first." The appraiser pressed his stick in the air and stopped in front of Adams.

"I paid the deposit first." The eyes of the Adams family moved slightly, and they landed on a handful of cash in the hands of the stall owner.

"Does the money count as a deposit? I have it too." No. 2 threw out a gem the size of a fingernail, and it landed firmly in the stall owner's hand.

"Is it true that free masons have no money and can only use stone instead?"

Wang Duoyu lowered his voice.

No. 2 turned to stare at him with a complicated expression: "We have money."

Wang Duoyu shrugged with a smile, and mocked her face: "I don't believe it."

Number 2's expression suddenly stagnated.

"Have you decided? I still need to do business here!"

The brawny stall owner banged on the floor of the cart.

"Six hundred."

"Seven hundred."

The familiar quotation sounded, and Ning Fan couldn't hold back: "Eight hundred."

All three of them froze in place.

"Give it to you!"

The stall owner didn't pay much attention, and threw back the deposit collected earlier to the two of them, grinning: "They are too hesitant, I appreciate you."

"I'm sorry."

Ning Fan accepted it with a smile, without even looking at what it was.

Wang Duoyu opened the box for him, a little excited: "It's a Han sword with the sun, moon and stars on it..."

"Wait! Isn't this Xuanyuan Sword?"

Wang Duoyu reacted quickly and clung to the box tightly.

"Fake." Ning Fan's expression remained the same, even a little changed, "The real one has been kept in the museum for a long time. This is a fake one from the Warring States period. It's well preserved, and it's okay."…

On the opposite side, the two looked gloomy: "Mr. Ning's actions are not very moral. According to Xia Guo's dialect, there are no rules."

"This is the Stars and Stripes." Ning Fan's expression was calm.

"Whoosh?"

"I can't control Xia Guo's rules."

Ning Fan drew out the Han sword and pulled out a sword flower: "Why don't you try using your rules?"

"excuse me."

"See you later!"

The two turned and left without conflicting with Ning Fan.

"coward."

Ning Fan put away the heroic sword, looked at the sky, and was not in a hurry to go to the Adams family's territory.

After turning around, I found the corresponding statue of the wood-gathering girl in the corner, and bought it for less than fifty dollars.

"You don't need to go there, Wang Duoyu and I can just go there."

Ban Liangjin and Tang Qisheng nodded: "Be careful."

"It's okay, there will be no danger."

Ning Fan took Wang Duoyu to the manor, and there were already many people waiting there, but they didn't take the things they brought with them, and someone specially brought them and waited beside them.

"Master Ning, where are we?" Wang Duoyu pointed at the contents of the trunk, lost his mind.

"Go in and talk."

Ning Fan also just wanted to see what happened to Roger Adams, and didn't intend to send anything.

The statues of Huo Ding and his wife are better than ordinary cultural relics, so they are wasted here.

Just as he was thinking, the microphone sounded.

"Welcome everyone to participate in the treasure exchange meeting of the Adams family. Sir Rogge has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you today, and I hope that you will not be stingy with the treasures in your hands. The guests of Doubao No.1 will be received by Sir Rogge in person... "

Ning Fan didn't pay attention to other things, but Dou Bao and Meeting each other heard the truth.

"To make things mysterious."

Ning Fan cursed secretly and didn't say anything.

This kind of operation that requires a round of selection before meeting, he has only seen it when drafting girls.

It's a pity that the emperor who did such a thing has no good end. This Rogge is probably not far from death.

He looked sideways and was a little surprised.

The breath of cultural relics slowly floated up and gathered on the table. At the end of the breath was a barrel of wine?

[Oak wine barrel, engraved with a simple version of the dragon-binding formation, which can attract some breath and improve the quality of the wine in the barrel. 】

A simple introduction highlights the extraordinaryness of the Adams family.

When Jin Weiwen couldn't even control life and death, the Adams family was so extravagant that they used their breath to make wine.

Just, what is the reason for doing this?
Ning Fan is still thinking about it.

If it is to attract new personnel to join, this is completely unreasonable.

No one thinks that the more people who know the secret of eternal life, the better, and there is no reason to introduce new people.

but……

"Contributor?"

Ning Fan suddenly thought of something.

Roger Adams and others who have mastered the secret of immortality have no shortage of companions, but they will lack the supporters below.

These means are probably for the selection of donors.

"It's really a good plan!"

Seeing other people drinking and drinking, Ning Fan was not polite and told Wang Duoyu to eat first.

"Not poisonous."

He specifically emphasized one sentence.

Wang Duoyu breathed a sigh of relief: "I almost thought that Poison Master and them would be here."

"Not here, but the appraiser and the Adams family are also not here, which is a bit strange."

Ning Fan looked around but found no one.

After hearing a few more introductions from the waiter, I knew that there was a more advanced invitation to be held in the house, and it was not too surprising that the treasure fight had already started.

After all, it's just a small treat, and it's good to be able to get a junior invitation letter, but what's more, you still have to rely on yourself.

"Have you finished eating?"

Wang Duoyu didn't recover, swallowed the food and nodded hastily.

"We have something to participate in the treasure fight."

Ning Fan has already summoned a waiter, explaining that he brought Huoding's parents-in-law.

"Didn't you not give it out?" Wang Duoyu panicked.

"So I just showed him." Ning Fan smiled slightly: "I don't want the child to be caught by a wolf, so I just happened to see what Roger Adams is doing."

"Sir, the patriarch invites you to go over!"

The waiter came to Ning Fan's side, bowed respectfully, and had two more gold-plated invitations in his hand.

"Let's go, meet the guy who surfaced."

Ning Fan pulled back the seat and walked in another direction.