The strongest little fisherman

Chapter 16 Losing Money
"Hey, you brat, you're unreasonable, aren't you?"

The man who broke something on the opposite side grabbed Liu Yu's wrist and refused to let him go no matter what.

"You smashed my things, don't even think about leaving if you don't lose money, don't force me to call the police and arrest you."

There were more and more people watching the excitement around, and they were crowded with each other. It would be really difficult for Liu Yu to slip away in the chaos.

He simply didn't leave, looked helplessly at the man and asked:
"You told me to lose money, at least you should let me see what is broken."

"Humph."

The man snorted angrily, picked up the cloth bag on the ground, opened it and said:
"This is a treasure I just found in an antique shop. The inkstone from the Ming and Qing Dynasties is worth 300 million."

In a word, many onlookers gasped, worth 300 million?

It seems that this poor boy is going to be unlucky.

"Really, if you say 300 million, it's 300 million. Which father is fooling you?"

Liu Yu looked in disbelief, seeing that the man opened the inkstone, there were indeed a few cracks, and many stubbles had been broken.

"Boy, if you don't believe it, you have to believe it. When I bought something, I issued an invoice. The price written in black and white on it is 300 million, not one cent more, not one cent less."

The man took out the receipt and flicked his finger lightly. The price on it was really the same as what he said.

"I have been carefully selecting this gift for almost half a month, and it will be given away tomorrow. You have delayed me for such a long time, and you will pay me 1000 million yuan in total if you count the money for this inkstone. This matter Forget it."

The man opened his mouth wide, and many people stared wide-eyed, sighing inwardly, this kid is in trouble today.

That's 1000 million yuan. This kid looks like a poor guy with his clothes and clothes. I'm afraid he doesn't even have 1000 yuan in his body. How can he have so much money to afford others' losses?

"It's only 1000 million yuan, and I don't know the goods. I don't know if you are deliberately making a fake, just waiting to blackmail people."

Liu Yu rolled his big eyes and looked at the man like an idiot with disdain on his face.

"This inkstone is fake."

In the distance, a girl's voice suddenly came, and everyone followed the voice, and Li Ruolan was walking over.

Many men were stunned and were deeply fascinated by her. Even the man whose things were broken swallowed hard and stared straight at her.

Li Ruolan didn't respond to anyone, instead she went straight to Liu Yu's side and took the inkstone from the man's hand.

"Hey, you... what are you doing?"

Facing the beautiful woman in front of him, even if the man questioned him, he became weak.

Holding the inkstone, Li Ruolan looked it up and down, touched the texture with her hand, and then broke off a small piece along the crack with her bare hands.

When Liu Yu saw this, he also felt a pain in his heart, thinking that Li Ruolan is worthy of being a daughter, the inkstone worth 300 million yuan, if you say break it, will it break?

The man quickly pointed at Li Ruolan, and said to the people around him:
"Guys, give me a testimony. This girl broke my inkstone. If the two of them don't lose money today, they won't be able to leave."

"You have been wandering around here for a whole day with a fake. After finally meeting someone who doesn't understand antiques, you want to plant the blame on him. Isn't it a bit too wicked?"

Li Ruolan's tone was not good.

"I said, little girl, you have to be reasonable when you speak. Why do you say that I am a fake? Do you know antiques?"

The man gave Li Ruolan a disgusted look. Most of the people who came to the antique market were older people with more experience.

A stunned young man like this at a young age doesn't understand anything at first glance.

"The inkstones of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, both in color and texture, are earthy gray, but your inkstone is bright in color, and it can be seen that it was poured later, and your receipts and certificates of appraisal are also fake. The certificate of authenticity is Steel seal, yours is stamped with a radish seal carved by yourself, right?"

What Li Ruolan said clearly and logically, Liu Yu was full of envy when he heard it, and couldn't help but praise:
"Ruolan, you are really good. I never thought you were an expert in appraising treasures."

"Where am I an expert, this is what my grandfather taught me."

Li Ruolan smiled slightly, and when she looked at the man again, the expression on her face suddenly became serious, and she scolded:

"If you don't leave, I'll call the police. When the time comes to confront you, we'll see if we smashed your precious antiques or you deliberately used fakes to blackmail."

"You...you...you are deceiving people too much."

After being exposed by Li Ruolan, his masculine heart was pounding, he clutched his chest suddenly, and fell down with pain on his face, his breathing also became short of breath, and it seemed that he was about to convulse at any time.

"It's over, it's over, someone is dead, call 120!" someone around shouted in panic.

Li Ruolan was also taken aback, and took a few steps back with the inkstone. She didn't expect this man to be so fragile. She just exposed his trick, and he fell ill with anger.

"Fuck me, he'll die a long time ago when the car arrives, so let me get out of the way."

Liu Yu hurriedly moved away from the crowd, first rummaged around him, and took out a bottle of Suxiao Jiuxin Pills, only to realize that he had a heart attack.

He hurriedly opened the medicine bottle, but it was empty, and Liu Yu was annoyed for a while.

"Grandma, you blackmailed me, but I still want to save you. What's the matter?"

Liu Yu quickly opened the bottle in the man's hand, put the cap in his hand, and started to condense the spiritual water with his thoughts.

Soon, the spirit water in a small bottle cap condensed out, Liu Yu was anxious to feed it to the man, and accidentally splashed a drop of spirit water into his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, didn't pay much attention, and quickly pinched the man's mouth and poured the spiritual water into it.

"Young man, I think it's better to call the police and call 120. This man is not a good person at first glance. He just wanted to blackmail you."

"That's right, he asked for what he is doing now, who made him uneasy and kind?"

"We're also doing it for your own good. If you can't cure his illness, then he'll turn around and blackmail you. Wouldn't that just add to your troubles?"

After Liu Ruolan pointed it out, many knowledgeable people also saw the flaws in that inkstone. What they hate the most in daily life is this kind of counterfeit production and sales, blackmailing people, and they are so shameful.

Now that such a thing happens to such a person, they will naturally not sympathize with it. Calling 120 is already the last bottom line for them not to die.

(End of this chapter)