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Chapter 49 Someone gives money

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    Meng Zitao thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't make up his mind whether he should take advantage of the chicken blood stone or not.  Likewise, he didn't think clearly about buying two cars.

    In the end, he simply stopped thinking about it and thought to himself, "Let's wait a few days to talk about the car. Maybe I'll find a big leak again in a few days?"

    Thinking like this, Meng Zitao slowly fell into sleep.

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    "What bad luck!"

    Meng Zitao complained as he walked, all because the encounter just now almost scared him to death.

    Today has been a few days since the auction. Since it was not Sunday, Meng Zitao waited until nearly eight o'clock before setting off to the antique street. And today, on a whim, he took a taxi instead of riding a bicycle.

    Unexpectedly, when we arrived at the Antique Street in a few minutes, a man suddenly rushed out of the intersection and crossed the road. The driver braked suddenly and swerved wildly. In a flash of lightning, he hit the guardrail in the middle of the road.

    Fortunately, Meng Zitao had quick eyes and quick hands. As soon as he realized something was wrong, he quickly climbed down to protect himself, and he was not injured.  Just when he thought everything was alright, suddenly a huge force hit him from behind the car, pushing the taxi several meters away before it stopped.

    Meng Zitao almost broke his neck because he was not expecting it, and he is still feeling a little uncomfortable.

    When he got out of the car, he realized that what had just hit the taxi was a cement truck. Fortunately, the driver of the cement truck reacted quickly and dealt with it in time. Otherwise, he would have lost his skin this time even if he didn't die.

    Because of the delay in the car accident, it was already past nine o'clock when Meng Zitao went to the antique street.  In fact, after encountering this kind of thing, he originally planned to go home, but Cheng Qiheng called him and said that he received a treasure yesterday and asked him to appreciate it.  He was curious about what kind of treasure it was, so he agreed.

    "Brother, little brother!"

    When Meng Zitao was about to reach the antique street, he suddenly heard someone calling him from the alley next to him.  He looked in the direction of the sound and found that the person calling him was a middle-aged man dressed as if he had just come from the countryside. The middle-aged man was standing at the entrance of the alley, waving to him.

    After all, Meng Zitao has been in the antique street for more than four years, and he is also an old man. People who dress like a middle-aged man must be careful, because he might be a "landmine".

    Originally, Meng Zitao didn't want to talk to this person at all, but then he thought that the first leak he picked up was from this kind of person. Moreover, as the old saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later. Maybe he will really be lucky again.  Did you also pick up a leak?

    So, Meng Zitao walked over and asked him pretending to be a little confused: "Brother, what do you want me to do?"

    The middle-aged man asked him in a low voice, a little speechless: "Brother I I have a good thing here, do you want it?"

    After hearing this, Meng Zitao looked at the middle-aged man with pretense of disgust, and asked him somewhat rudely: "You are like this, what good things can you get? Are you here to lie to me?"

    After saying that, he looked like he was leaving.

    Of course, the middle-aged man was not willing to let Meng Zitao go so easily. He even stopped him and begged: "Brother, don't leave. You can see if it's a good thing. You can't suffer any loss anyway, right?  "

    After saying that, the middle-aged man took out something like a round can from his arms and prepared to hand it to Meng Zitao.

    Seeing this situation, Meng Zitao was also a little curious. You must know that it is September and the weather is still hot. I don't know how he put such a jar with a diameter of more than ten centimeters inconspicuously inside his clothes. Is it possible?  Can this guy do magic tricks?

    Meng Zitao suppressed the doubts in his heart, looked over, and found that the thing in the middle-aged man's hand turned out to be a blue and white cricket jar.

    Originally, Meng Zitao had already planned to leave immediately. This was because when he came over, he saw a sly look in the middle-aged man's eyes.  Therefore, he felt in his heart that this middle-aged man was probably a liar who "planted landmines". In this case, it was impossible for the other party to come up with a genuine product.

    But now, Meng Zitao doesn't plan to leave, because the blue and white hair color on this jar is deep and rich, deep into the fetal bones, and there seem to be iron spots on the surface, and this appearance is the typical Suma Liqing hair color  .  In this case, he had to see clearly what he was doing.

    "You still have to be more careful!"

    Meng Zitao kept telling himself in his heart, because judging from the scene before him, the possibility of encountering a "landmine" is very high. Although this thing may be an antique, it may also be an old imitation, soTricky!

    "No, you must be cautious in this situation and explore this person first."

    Thinking of this, Meng Zitao pretended to be a little happy and said: "Brother, I don't know how you got this thing. Can you tell me about it?"

    "It's done!"

    The middle-aged man laughed in his heart, and then, with tears in his eyes, he told Meng Zitao the story of his family.

    The middle-aged man said that his family used to be a family of officials, but it declined in the late Qing Dynasty. Now it has become a shabby house, with only four walls left in Meng Zitao's hands.

    Originally, he planned to pass the things on as family heirlooms, but his old father passed away some time ago, his old mother became seriously ill due to sadness, and the two children at home still had to pay school fees. He had no choice but to sell the things to get some money.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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