gifted collector

Chapter 218 The Angry and Funny Truth

"This one……"

Fang Ming couldn't help being dumbfounded, why did the stall owner react as if he had slept with his wife?
What did I do?
Fang Ming thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand what was going on?It was the first time I met this stall owner.

Seeing Ke Liu looking over, Fang Ming spread his hands and said, "I didn't do anything to offend him, it's the first time we met."

"Then...then why is there such a reaction?"

At this time, the stall owner clasped his hands together, cupped his hands around the surroundings, and said loudly, "I can't blame me for this. This man's name is Fang Ming, right? This man came to clean the stall a few days ago. A total of dozens of antiques were scanned in these stalls in our Antique Street, and they were all antiques worth more than 10 yuan!"

As soon as the stall owner finished speaking, there was a frantic discussion:
"Ah! Isn't it? Really!?"

"This thing turned out to be true. I heard about it before, but I just thought it was fake. At that time, how could we believe that someone could do such a violent thing."

……

"Now he is the public enemy of all the stall owners in our Small Antiques Street. We have sworn not to let him pick up an antique worth only 10 yuan in our stall again! So, just now I know he is Fang Ming After that, I won’t sell this antique, and it’s impossible for him to pay the price of 30, because the bowl in front of me is not worth the price at all!”

The stall owner's words made Fang Ming smile helplessly, and only then did he realize that the crux of the matter was here.

Ke Liu also came to his senses at this time, and immediately put the microphone to the stall owner's mouth, and said, "Excuse me, how did you recognize him as Fang Ming just now? Could it be because when I called him Fang Ming just now you Did you hear that?"

Shaking his head, the stall owner said, "There are so many people with the same name and surname in this world, how can I know if this Fang Ming is that Fang Ming just by the name?"

"Oh? Then how do you know?"

Ke Liu was extremely curious.

"It's like this. All of us stall owners have his photos in our hands. After everyone suffered a loss that day, we took photos of him through some channels. It's just that I didn't pay much attention at the beginning, so I couldn't recognize him."

"Isn't it?"

Fang Ming yelled out. Although he knew that he was the most unpopular person in the eyes of the stall owner, he never thought that it would be to such an extent.

How could Ke Liu let go of such an opportunity at this time?Turning around, he put the microphone to Fang Ming's mouth and said, "Mr. Fang Ming, what do you think about this matter?"

"Oh, this... this... I must say that I am quite honored to be the public enemy of all the stall owners, but this is really unfair to me, because in this way I have no way to miss it, and the loss is too great. big."

"Just now the stall owner said that you missed dozens of antiques, is it true?

Fang Ming shook his head and said, "Of course it's fake! How is it possible?"

"Fake? How is it possible? Isn't your shop Guxuanzhai? Aren't those antiques you picked up from us people sold there? Those stall owners checked it out, and it was indeed from you that they bought it from them." Many of the things you bought in your hand cost only a thousand or a few hundred yuan when you bought them, but they sold for 10,000+ millions in your store, isn’t there such a thing?”

The stall owner may be getting angrier as he speaks, and his voice is getting louder. In fact, he is quite angry. In fact, most of the stall owners like him have a difficult life. The wind and rain come and go, and it is hard to sell the piece. Antiques can’t make too much money, now it’s good, I finally found a treasure on my stall but I didn’t know it, let others miss it, can I not be angry?So, although Fang Ming didn't pick up antiques from his stall, he was also a loser in the world, and he could naturally understand the feelings of those who were picked up by Fang Ming, so the more he talked, the more angry he became.

"Is all this fake?"

When it came to the end, the stall owner looked as if he was about to pounce on Fang Ming and beat him up.

"This... there is indeed such a thing as picking up leaks, but it's not the dozens you said, but 150 or six."

Fang Ming's words struck everyone's foreheads like a thunderbolt, and everyone was stunned, 150 six antiques?Missed?This is a legend, right?If it's not a legend or a lie - who in the world can do this?Most of the people around are interested in antiques. They have heard of some legends in the antique world, but they have never heard of such a bizarre thing?

"150... 56 pieces? Really...really?"

The stall owner was stunned, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, but even after he came back to his senses, he couldn't speak fluently, there was no way he could do it, it was really shocking.

"correct."

Participating in this leak-picking live broadcast was originally to make a name for himself, so he has nothing to hide at this time, just say it directly, if you don't complain, it's a blockbuster!

"So that's what happened."

"Could it be that this stall is inseparable from life and death and is unwilling to sell this bowl? So there is such a reason."

"Oh, if it were me, I wouldn't want to sell it. As he said, who knows if Fang Ming said it on purpose? Maybe this is a game Fang Ming came up with. How about buying this bowl from your hand?"

"It's better not to sell it if you don't know if it's true."

……

Fang Ming shook his head. Since the other party had such preconceived ideas, he would never believe anything he said.

Looking at Ke Liu, Fang Ming said, "It seems that we won't be able to buy this bowl anymore."

The bowl in front of him was really not worth much money, Fang Ming did not lie about this, but the other party didn't believe him, what could he do?
"It seems that, Mr. Fang Ming, you are already well-known in the eyes of these promoters on Little Antique Street."

Faced with Ke Liu's joke, Fang Ming shook his head and said, "It's true that you are notorious."

……

Back at Guxuanzhai, Ke Liu sat down on the sofa immediately. The shooting just now lasted nearly three hours without any rest in between, and the whole time was spent crawling among the crowd. It's really hard work.

Fang Ming acted like a normal person, this kind of intensity was just a child's play to him.

After boiling water and making tea and putting it in front of Ke Liu, Fang Ming said, "Are you tired?"

Picking up the tea and taking a few sips, the hot tea lifted Ke Liu's spirits, nodded and said, "Yes, I'm a little tired, it seems that the two years of comfortable life have been too much In the past, when I was in the battlefield, I didn’t have any problem running the news for three days and two nights.”

"Ah? Isn't it? Have you ever been to the battlefield?"

Fang Ming has heard that the battlefield is a way for reporters to quickly become famous, and the risk is quite high, especially for Ke Liu, who is as beautiful as a fairy in the sky. How could she also go to the battlefield.

"Well, I've been running for three years."

"Ke Liu, have you really been to a battlefield?"

Zhou Yafang sat down next to Ke Liu. She was busy outside before and heard Ke Liu's words just now when she came in.

"Why are you all so surprised?"

Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang glanced at each other, smiled, but didn't answer the question—isn't this obvious?

"How was your filming today? Did it go well?"

This is what Zhou Yafang is most concerned about. Fang Ming is now the "top brand" in his store, and the more famous he is, the better for him, so this time the live broadcast is very important.

Speaking of this, Fang Ming immediately cried out, saying, "Sister Yafang, this is really too much, those people actually took my photo, and it doesn't matter if I missed it before, as long as it is the stall owner They are all in one hand, what do you think this is called. Is it okay if this goes on? I am not a criminal, let alone a fugitive, so why do you treat me like this?"

"Do you want them to put your picture on the lamppost of the street lamp in Little Antique Street?"

"what?"

Fang Ming was taken aback, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, just pretend that I said nothing, Sister Yafang, you can't spread your words, or they might really do something like this .”

Zhou Yafang and Ke Liu glanced at each other and laughed. In fact, they really had the urge to see what would happen if such a thing happened. Of course, Fang Ming is not an enemy, so such a thing can only be Just think about it.

"Fang Ming, it seems that these stall owners really regard you as a thorn in their side. It's impossible for you to miss it. How will our show continue?"

This is not the first time Ke Liu has mentioned this issue. She has known about this situation before, but she did not expect it to be so serious.

If there is no way to pick up the leaks in the live broadcast, then there is no way to do this show. As for Wang Li?Ke Liu has already taken the initiative to ignore him. In fact, just looking at his performance today, he can tell that he must be an idiot who doesn't understand something, and he must not be counted on.

"Well... I have to admit, I really haven't found a way to do this."

In front of Ke Liu, Fang Ming had nothing to hide.

"Fang Ming, the matter is already on the verge of breaking out, and we have no choice but to act. You and I have no way out, so you must find a way."

Ke Liu's face was very serious. When she returned to Guxuanzhai just now, she received a notice that the relevant debugging of the live broadcast had been completed and could start at any time, which meant that time for herself and Fang Ming was running out.

"Well, yes, I understand that."

Fang Ming sighed inwardly, thinking that this time the leak-seeking live broadcast was really full of hardships. First, the host was almost replaced, and now no one in the entire Antique Street is willing to sell antiques to him!
(End of this chapter)