The Reincarnated Divine Doctor and Stay-at-home Dad

"I..." Fatty Wang couldn't do anything to his own people, he said slyly, "Forget it, make money with harmony! Make money with harmony!"

"It feels really good, it's a shame not to fight." Qin Haodong grabbed the collar of the fake old way and shouted to the onlookers, "If you are in a bad mood, you can come and give out your breath, free punching bag!"

"Dead liar, kill him!"

The crowd immediately rushed up to four or five young people, punching and kicking the fake old way.

The fake old way was too much to bear, so he hurriedly asked Fatty Wang and Niu Er for help, "Second brother, brother-in-law, help, I'm going to be beaten to death."

Fatty Wang and Niu Er were taken aback. They didn't expect the fake old way to recruit them so easily. They hurriedly shouted, "Don't talk nonsense. We don't know you."

"You bastard, you can't save you." The fake old man was beaten to the ground and crawled around. He turned his head and shouted at the old man next to him, "Father, they don't care about me. "

At this time people figured it out.It turns out that these four people are all in the same group and set up a deception together here.

"Hit him, these damn liars..."

"Kill them, even liars won't die..."

People in the antiques industry know that there is a rule, that is, you can't return it if you punch the eye, and you can only blame yourself for not doing enough when you buy fakes.Everyone knows this.

But punching the eyes is my own business. If you set up a plan to deceive people and swindle money, it will be hated. Therefore, people like Wang Fatty lead the donkey to set up a situation, which immediately aroused public outrage.

Among the people onlookers, some have suffered from the liar and really hate the liar, while some are purely making fun of them.

No matter what the reason, it didn't prevent them from rushing to Fatty Wang and Niu Er four people together, punching and kicking, and they were very happy.

Qin Haodong happily glanced at the chaotic scene. It is ridiculous that these people still want to set up tricks to deceive themselves, and they are completely asking for hardship.

In the chaos, he left Fatty Wang's shop and continued along Antique Street.

He left, but the people here did not stop, and in a flash, Niu Er these people were beaten with bruised nose and swollen face.Fortunately, the security guards on Antique Street came in time to persuade these people to leave, otherwise Fatty Wang’s antique shop would be destroyed.

After these people left, Fatty Wang hurriedly closed the store door, which was a sigh of relief.

Looking back, he said angrily at the old man and the fake old man: "Did you fucking be kicked in the head by the donkey? You are leading the donkey. Why did you become a donkey yourself?"

With a pair of panda eyes, Niu Er also exclaimed angrily: "That is, when the fat sheep shouts 10,000, you should withdraw, and we will succeed. Who knows that you two clubs will increase the price?"

The fake old Taoist said with a bitter face: "I don't know what's going on. At that time, my head might be cramped. I think this peach wood sword is a treasure of the heavenly teacher, and I must buy it."

The old man also said: "I also thought that this is a big baby, no matter how much money we have to buy, it may be that we deceive people too much, acting too much."

"Think of you, damn it, your father and son are both clubs, and you didn't make any money in your hands, so I was beaten just like your grandson."

Fatty Wang became more and more angry as he spoke, raising his foot and kicking the fake old man and old man who had just gotten up to the ground again.

Niu Er grabbed the angry Fatty Wang and persuaded: "Forget it, everyone has been cooperating for so many years, and all relatives passed by."

"No, I can't swallow this breath. I must find a way to teach that little white face."

Fatty Wang gasped and said.

The old man got up from the ground again and said: "Yes, we have been working for so many years, and we haven't suffered such a big loss. Today, we must let that kid shed some blood."

The fake old man said to Niu Er: "Second brother, you have the most ideas. Think of a way to clean up that kid."

Niu Er got stuck with Ka's small eyes, and said, "It's easy to clean up this kid. Since he doesn't have a suit in our game, then give him a touch of porcelain."

Fatty Wang has calmed down at this time and thought for a while and said: "It's a good way to touch porcelain, but we can't come forward like this now. Call the youngest. Not many people know him this time. He is the most suitable shot."

His idea won everyone’s approval. Niu Er made a phone call, and soon a 3-year-old man with a flat head came to the store. He was the third child mentioned by Fatty Wang and a member of their fraud gang. .

Fatty Wang briefly told the third child about what happened today, and then said: "Go and teach that kid, you must let him shed some blood, otherwise our brother can't swallow it."

"Don't worry, brother, I'm the best at touching porcelain." The third child touched a porcelain vase next to him and turned around to leave.

Niu Er grabbed him and said, "San'er, that kid is very good, the goal of the vase is too big, it may not be easy to get it, you can change another thing."

The third child asked: "Second brother, what do you say is appropriate?"

Niu'er said to Fatty Wang."You find San'er something smaller, it looks like it's not worth the money."

Fatty Wang thought for a while and said, "Yes, you took the broken mirror last time. No one wanted it for half a year. Just take it."

After speaking, he took out an ancient mirror from under the counter, which had the size of a palm.There is also a handle about ten centimeters long at the back. It looks like a very old bronze color, but the material is not like copper.

Niu Er said: "Fatty, how can you leave this mirror out? This may be a good thing."

"Shit, you paid 5 yuan to collect it. I can't sell it for half a year after 100 yuan, so what good stuff."

Fatty Wang is obviously very angry with this mirror.

The old man said, "Second, you got a punch this time. We have looked at this thing with many experts. We can't see what it is. It's perfect to touch porcelain."

"That's right. I'll be upset by watching it stay here."

Fatty Wang said that he put the mirror on the ground and kicked it up. The mirror surface immediately collapsed with a chuckle.

He picked it up again and sent it to the third child: "Take it, just use this thing. You must kill the kid severely."

"Don't worry, brother, I must have caused that kid to bleed heavily."

The third child said and took the mirror into his arms.Turned around and left the antique shop.

Qin Haodong was still walking along the Antique Street, and after looking at several stores, he did not find a decent artifact.

At this time, two men came head-on, about fifty-somethings walking in front, their beards had obviously not been shaved for a few days, and they looked extremely vicissitudes.A sad look on his face.

A young man in his twenties followed, with an incense burner about 2 cm in diameter in his arms.

The two came to the antique shop in front of Qin Haodong. After entering the door, the middle-aged man asked, "Boss, can I accept the incense burner?"

"Of course."

The owner of this store is a skinny old man of about 6 years old with a wisp of goatee.The small eyes are not big but their eyes flicker.

"How much is one?" the middle-aged man asked.

The old man smiled, "Big brother, you are a layman when you say this. This is an antique shop, not Chinese cabbage. How much money depends on how your things are, if they are really fun. I can do millions of things. If it’s tattered, I don’t want a few dollars."

The middle-aged man turned around and said to the young man: "Son, let the boss see our incense burner."

The young man agreed and brought the incense burner in his arms to the shop owner.

This is an iron three-legged incense burner with a diameter of about 2 cm. The surface of the incense burner is nothing special.The craftsmanship is rough and jerky. It looks like it has been buried in the ground for a long time. It was not wiped too cleanly. It also brought some fresh soil. Not only was it dull and rusty, it looked very bad.

The boss circled around the incense burner and shook his head constantly, "Where are you antiques? They are not valuable at all. You can sell a few catties of pig iron at most."

Qin Haodong's eyes lit up. This incense burner is indeed not good, but the spirit inside is strong.It's definitely a good thing.

The middle-aged man shouted unwillingly: "How is it possible? This is a good thing left by my grandfather. I heard that my grandfather buried him in the ground to avoid devils. Before his death, my grandfather repeatedly told that this incense burner should be used as a family heirloom. If it were not for the child's mother to be sick and hospitalized, I would not bear to dig it out and sell it."

The shopkeeper laughed.Smiled enough and said: "Are you here to tell me a story? Don't say that this is left by your grandfather, it is left by your ancestors. It is just an iron-plated copper thing. What is it worth?"

The young man asked: "Boss, how much do you think you can give? My mother is indeed in the hospital for medical treatment and is in urgent need of money."

The shop owner stretched out a finger and said, "One hundred yuan. I don't want any more."

"What, one hundred yuan? This is a treasure from our family. I will never sell it if it is 10,000 less."

The middle-aged man immediately widened his eyes and looked rather unwilling.

But after he finished talking, even the onlookers laughed, just such an iron incense burner, two to three hundred yuan is already a sky-high price.Who can pay 10,000 yuan to buy something like him?

The shop owner also gave a smirk, and said after laughing, "Whether your family is dead or sick, this thing is worthless. I have given you a hundred yuan and I have been very kind. If you sell it, you will stay. If you don't sell it, you will move. go."

A touch of despair flashed across the middle-aged man's face, and he exclaimed with excitement: "No, I have to sell this thing for 10,000, or it won't be enough to treat the child's mother."

"You really have a brain disease!" The shop owner said mockingly, "Even if your whole family is dead, this thing will definitely not sell for 10,000 yuan. If anyone wants to pay for it, I will call him father. !"

After he finished saying this, some people in the crowd became unhappy, "If the boss doesn't buy it, you can say that you don't buy it. People are also anxious to use money to treat illnesses, why are they so sullen!"

"That's right, why don't you have any sympathy..."

Faced with many accusations, the shop owner not only has no guilt.On the contrary, with a face of anger, his beard throbbed and said: "I am a businessman, not a philanthropist. If you have a kind heart, then you buy it. I count, as long as someone pays 10,000 yuan to buy this bad thing. I immediately call him father!"

In his opinion, this iron incense burner is not even an antique. It can only be sold as scrap iron, and a fool would not buy this kind of thing for 10,000 yuan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished his voice, he heard someone shout: "10,000 yuan, I want it!"