Rebirth of the first businesswoman on campus

Chapter 23
Chaoyang looked at it, how do you know?

"Hmph, I told you, I'm a god, there's nothing I don't know!"

The boss came back to his senses and found that he was knocking on the side of the bowl vigorously. He was very depressed and didn't know why he did this. Just now, he told others not to touch it like a baby, but he knocked first.

"Boss, thank you." It was almost nine o'clock, and according to the agreement, Cheng Shaoyang should be here soon.

After Chaoyang finished speaking, she walked out, and the green-toothed beast quickly jumped into her schoolbag. The ground was too dirty, and it didn't want to leave.

At the entrance of the south gate, Cheng Shaoyang hadn't arrived yet, Chaoyang glanced at the time, and it was still 10 minutes away.She looked at the sky, and looked around lazily. Today is the weekend. At this time, there are already more and more tourists in the market, and the shops are basically open.

Tourists were bustling in and out of the antique market, and many of them turned their heads to look at the three middle-aged men not far away. They had yellow hair, blue eyes, and high nose bridges. In this era of Qiling City, almost no foreigners appeared, and many of them didn't even see them. Because of the appearance of foreigners, people are more curious.But for Chaoyang, seeing them is nothing more than normal.

"Peter, do you know how to identify antiques? I heard that fakes are often bought in the antique market. Ellie asked me to go back and bring some porcelain to her this time. She said that she likes Chinese ceramic antiques very much. It’s a good choice.” Mike, who was walking in front, said in English, wearing a tailored white shirt, he seemed to be the leader of the two behind.

"I don't know. It usually takes a professional to identify antiques. Mike, I think we should find someone who knows how to buy them together, otherwise they will definitely be fake."

Mike stopped, scratching his curly yellow hair with a headache, "But we don't know anyone who knows the language, and we don't speak the language, so it's very difficult to find a translator."

The other person thought for a while before saying leisurely, "Or go back to the United States and buy it again, after all, there are people I know there."

"No!" Mike resolutely objected, "I have promised Ellie that I will not let her down, and I told her to be a person who keeps her word."

At this time, a young man in his 20s wearing glasses passed by Mike. He looked like a man of culture. Mike grabbed him and said hello in Chinese. After thinking about it, he didn’t know how to express it. , in the end I could only ask in English, "Do you know which one here sells real antiques?"

The young man was a little bit confused. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Mike let him go, then cursed, I really regret not finding an interpreter in the agency.

Standing by the side of the road, Chaoyang couldn't help laughing when she saw their annoyed faces. She walked over and asked in fluent English, "Hi, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Oh, God, this little girl speaks English so well, that's great Pete." Mike couldn't help but gave a thumbs up to praise Chaoyang, "I want to buy some antique porcelain for my daughter, can you help?"

"Yes, I have a friend's relative who runs a shop here. He is very knowledgeable. He will come soon. Let him take us with you later?" Chaoyang was talking when he saw Cheng Shaoyang hugging him not far away. A box was rushing down from the car, and before it reached Chaoyang, he said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, something went wrong on the road, and I'm late."

"It's okay," Chaoyang smiled, then pointed to the three Americans beside him and said, "They want to buy some porcelain antiques, don't you have a relative who runs a shop here, take them along."

Cheng Shaoyang glanced at them, then whispered, "Can they speak Chinese?"

"will not."

"Then what should we do? With our vocabulary, we can't do translation yet." Cheng Shaoyang scratched his hair, a little embarrassed.The students of that era did not start learning English until they were in junior high school, and they did not really practice oral English. Unlike the newborn children in the 21st century, they had good learning conditions. They started learning foreign languages ​​from an early age, and there were even specialized foreign language schools.

Chaoyang smiled and said, "It's okay, I will." Her tone of voice was so natural that Cheng Shaoyang was so stunned that it was difficult for him to react for a while. He felt a little unbelievable, she was only in the second year of junior high school, how could it be possible?

Just when he was feeling unbelievable, he only heard Chaoyang say to the people around him in standard, even non-accented English, "Let's go, let's go find his relatives now."

Cheng Shaoyang walked straight ahead, and Chaoyang happily chatted with a few Americans at the back. She talked a lot about American history and ancient buildings, some things they were not even familiar with themselves, but Chaoyang was familiar with them.In just a short time, Mike began to admire Chaoyang and admire her very much.

"Lisa, you have a lot of knowledge, you must find me when you come to the United States in the future."

Chaoyang smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, I like it very much." This is true. I lived in the United States for five full years in my previous life, and I met many friends there, whether it is intimate or not. In those five years, she lived a fulfilling life, fighting for the future every day, and she enjoyed the process of having fun while suffering.

Cheng Shaoyang turned around to look at Chaoyang from time to time, he was a little unpredictable about her, it seemed that since the last time she returned to school after falling down the stairs, she was a different person, shocking him again and again!

At the door of a shop in the north of the market, Cheng Shaoyang turned around and walked in. This shop named "True Antiques" was opened by Cheng Shaoyang's uncle Yang Changqing.

Cheng Shaoyang put the box in his hand on the table, and then opened the lid, "Uncle, help me see if this blue and white porcelain vase is real."

Yang Changqing is an out-and-out gangster, one can tell from the way he speaks that he is insincere, and nine out of ten sentences are false.He smiled and walked over to take a look, his face darkened immediately, "Where did you get this bottle?"

"A friend gave it to me for my birthday."

Yang Changqing did not speak, but was silent for a while, because this bottle was sold by him not long ago, and the old crack on the bottom tire was deliberately paid for by someone to fix it.

"What's wrong? Is it fake?" Cheng Shaoyang looked at him nervously. Wang Zhuoting must have spent a lot of money buying it.

At that time, the sun was shining, and clusters of rays of light shot directly into the store from the doorway, covering half of Cheng Shaoyang's body, burning hot, but he didn't know it at all, "It's really fake!"

Seeing that Yang Changqing didn't speak, he already guessed eight or nine points in his heart.At this moment, Chaoyang was talking and laughing, and Mike walked into the store. The store was very small, because it seemed narrow and cramped when they arrived.

(End of this chapter)