Rebirth Happiness Raiders

Chapter 14 Are You Stealing Money?

As the third largest city in the most northeastern province in the country, Binjiang City is naturally not small. It is divided into two by a railway, and the whole city is connected by a bridge from north to south, and the brocade road that Jiang Ruoyu is going to is on the south side of the bridge. The journey is far away, so she will not be so stupid as to run to exhaust herself to death in order to lose weight.

Catch the No. [-] bus near Yu Shanshan's house and pay [-] cents for the fare. It took Jiang Ruoyu three stops in the crowded carriage to get to the position near the back door, holding on to a handrail next to the door. it is good.

During the National Day holiday, the bus was always crowded. In this autumn tiger-ravaged weather, Jiang Ruoyu once again hated her height after smelling the different smells from different people in the "tin box".If you are taller, you can breathe fresh air!

The bus dangled for more than half an hour.Finally arrived at the most prosperous Taiping Road in Binjiang City.This is the first time Jiang Ruoyu has come to the city center since his rebirth.

The memory of Taiping Road in my mind has been stuck in 2005. I saw that the street had not been widened in 1992; the people dressed in old-fashioned clothes; Three colors, no turn indicators.

Jiang Ruoyu was wearing a pure cotton T-shirt, cheap blue jeans, white cloth shoes that cost five yuan a pair, and was carrying a half-worn denim schoolbag.This suit does not add up to more than 50 yuan.Standing in the crowd, looking at this nostalgic city, I couldn't tell what it was like for a while.Go forward along Taiping Road, within 200 meters, cross the road of Dongyi Road, turn your head and look to the right.In that location, there will be a newspaper building in the future, and her former office was upstairs there, where she learned knowledge of antiques and studied imitation of antiques. She always thought that she was repaying her kindness. Who knew that ten years of hard work would be for nothing. In exchange for now starting from scratch...

Blinking hard, there is a clear blue sky between the short buildings, how can there be a shadow of the newspaper building?Jiang Ruoyu patted her round face and gave herself an encouraging smile, "Jiang Ruoyu, don't be sad, you can do it!"

She has already started all over again, so why bother to be emotional?This time, she was reborn in order to change her fate, not to follow the tragic track again.Thinking of this, Jiang Ruoyu felt much better all of a sudden.

The yellow light flashes, then goes off and the green light comes on.Jiang Ruoyu followed the crowd across the zebra crossing, crossed Xin'an Street, turned a corner, and came to the brocade road built along the artificial lake.

This is the famous flea market in Binjiang City. There are old bicycles, broken copper and rotten iron, as small as semi-old screws, and as large as second-hand tricycles.Anyone who plays antiques in Binjiang City knows that this is also a good place to find treasures.

Under the scorching sun, even the smell of iron rust is particularly choking. Jiang Ruoyu's sensitive nerves are habitually excited when he smells these decaying smells.Blinking a pair of big round eyes, from the first stall on the east side of the south, looking at the same goods, all the way to the last one on the west side of the north.She looked carefully, not even letting go of old clothes.It took more than an hour, and the round face was flushed, but in the end it was nothing.

After wiping the sweat off her forehead, Jiang Ruoyu remembered her purpose. Wasn't she here to sell her blue and white porcelain?Why did you find a treasure.She stuck her tongue out at herself, even if there was a baby she was looking for, she still didn't have the money to buy it now.

After walking to the farthest place and choosing a shady place next to the old man who repaired the bicycle, Jiang Ruoyu took off her schoolbag, found her precious blue and white porcelain from inside, carefully opened the plastic bag, and there were four fragments lying inside. .Seeing these shattered treasures, Jiang Ruoyu felt a pain in his flesh again, regretting that he should have done it earlier.

Sighing, Jiang Ruoyu sat on the square brick by the sidewalk, took out a broken plate from the plastic bag, and placed it on the ground in front of him.The remaining three pieces were carefully put away.There is no way, she is not prepared, and she is not prepared to set up a stall. People who know the goods will naturally recognize this kind of thing, and those who do not know the goods, even if she holds it in front of others, they will still not recognize it.And people who really understand are hard to come by.The ancients didn't all say that a thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not often exist.The same is true of Taobao.

So in a row of stalls, Jiang Ruoyu, a maverick stall, appeared - a little chubby girl sitting on the side of the road with her chin propped on her hands, her two chubby feet wearing white cloth shoes drawing circles on the ground boringly At her feet was a broken plate, smeared with dust she had kicked up.Fortunately, when Jiang Ruoyu placed the flowers face up, otherwise, those who didn't know would think that the child didn't even have a complete bowl for begging.

"Hey... so hungry." Jiang Ruoyu sighed, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the old man who was repairing the bicycle had already started eating lunch, pancake rolls with green onions, and egg sauce.Smelling the aroma of the rice, Jiang Ruoyu felt that the saliva in his mouth began to secrete crazily.

After getting up and running in the morning, I had no appetite, so I drank a glass of milk.Then I went to see Shanshan for class.Look at the digital watch on your wrist, it's already 01:30 in the afternoon, a glass of milk has lasted until now, the energy should be exhausted, right?

She has been sitting here for more than an hour, and there are only a few pedestrians who go back and forth stop, and they all take a casual look and then walk away.No one found her precious blue and white porcelain at all.Jiang Ruoyu supported her chin with another hand, and tilted her head to look at the snack bar across the road. Originally, she came here today, but she didn't even think about selling the blue and white porcelain right away.It's not easy to meet someone who knows the goods. The treasure in her hand is still a fragment, and it may not be sold for a year or two...

Calm down, sister, calm down.

Jiang Ruoyu said this to herself in her heart, keeping her eyes fixed on the baked stuffed pie stall in the snack department across the road.Really hungry.

At this moment, a man squatted in front of Jiang Ruoyu, picked up the piece of debris from the ground, carefully brushed off the dust and looked carefully.

Jiang Ruoyu was not too excited.He just casually looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.He was wearing a white satin double-breasted Tang suit jacket, black trousers, and black leather shoes.He has a well-proportioned figure, without the tendency of getting fat in middle age, and his masculine face is softened by the gold-rimmed glasses, showing a bit of elegance, but his aura still cannot be completely concealed.

Jiang Ruoyu nodded silently, this man is definitely an elite person, he looks to be in his early forties, not bad, this uncle was definitely a handsome guy when he was young, and now he looks like an old handsome guy too.

"Little girl, how much do you sell this piece of?" The middle-aged man squatted opposite Jiang Ruoyu, tossing and turning the blue and white porcelain in his hands seemingly casually, his sharp eyes softened through the filter of the lens, and his voice It seems to be deliberately relaxed.

Jiang Ruoyu's sitting posture has not changed, her two little feet are still splayed, and she is playing in circles on the ground. She stretches out a snow-white chubby hand and raises three fingers for comparison. The other hand is still supporting her chin, seemingly innocent looking at the middle-aged man.

"Three thousand?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows.

"En." Jiang Ruoyu nodded.

"Pfft...cough cough!" The middle-aged man hadn't spoken yet, but the uncle who repaired the bicycle next to him spit out a sip of tea, choked him half to death, and said in a voice with a strong local accent in surprise. Said: "Damn what an X! Don't you want to steal money!"

(End of this chapter)