The kind of thing Meng Yi first mentioned is actually not uncommon in life. For example, a friend borrows money and delays repaying it, or simply becomes a deadbeat. In fact, the four people present have encountered this situation more or less. been. Because of the concern for face, under normal circumstances, people rarely take the initiative to ask for things borrowed from friends. Of course, there are still more honest people in the world. Friends like Chu Chen usually pay back things in advance, and there has never been a situation where someone owed something and didn't pay it back. "How much is that pen holder worth?" Zhu Dafu asked. Meng Yi replied first: "I haven't seen that pen holder before. My friend said it's probably worth four or five thousand." "It's quite generous to see your friend here." Zhu Dafu said with a smile. "Shit! He's called being poor and generous!" Meng Yi swore first and said: "He is just an ordinary retired worker who gets a retirement salary of a thousand yuan a month, and his youngest son has just gotten married, and sometimes he even If you want to help, four to five thousand yuan is already a lot of money for his family!" Hearing this, Qiao Qingtai was a little surprised and said: "If that's the case, why doesn't he get the money back?" "So, I said he was poor and generous!" Then, Meng Yi shook his head and sighed: "Actually, my friend is not so generous to anyone, but his relative helped him before and saved him more than two thousand, so He couldn't help but ask his relatives for it. "Zhu Dafu said with a smile: "Two thousand for four or five thousand, this business is really good. It seems that your friend's relatives do have character problems." Meng Yixian said: " There must be something wrong! I doubt what happened today. That guy may be involved." Everyone nodded in agreement, judging from the current situation. This kind of thing really could happen. "Hey!" Zhu Dafu suddenly thought of something, and he asked: "Xiao Meng, your friend should know that you are in the antique business, right?" "I know! When I first started doing antique business, he I know." Meng Yi replied first. "Since he knows, why doesn't he let you help him when buying things?" Regarding this matter, not only Zhu Dafu, but others also felt a little strange. Meng Yi smiled first and said with some pride: "We were playmates who grew up together, and later we fell in love with the same person, my wife." After hearing this, everyone understood what was going on. Zhu Dafu laughed and said: "Xiao Meng, it seems that your methods are quite high!" Meng Yi shook his head and smiled: "What methods are good! To say that when we were talking about a partner, my friend's company was better than mine, but he His shortcomings are too obvious, not to mention weak-tempered, and a little indecisive. In comparison, I am better. " "Because of this matter, we broke up with each other at first, and it was not until a few years later that we broke up. We had contacts. At that time, I was already engaged in the antique business and had achieved some success. Due to my influence, my friend also entered the antique business because I didn¡¯t want to. He gave up and suffered many losses. I helped him settle a few times. "Then why don't you persuade him to stop playing?" Meng Yixian said with a bitter smile: "But that's not the case. This guy has gone from fighting with me to becoming a real antique lover. In his words, if he doesn¡¯t go to the antique market a few times a week, he will feel itchy all over. However, he never asks me for my opinion when he buys things. I guess if there was nothing he could do this time, he would definitely not call me" While talking, the taxi came to Confucius Temple, one of the three major antique markets in Jinling. The Confucius Temple, located on the bank of the Qinhuai River, has been a prosperous area where people lived and merchants gathered since ancient times. It was the place where ancient dignitaries, literati, wealthy businessmen and wealthy gentry bought and sold antiques. In the early 1980s, the antique market here began to flourish again, and now, it has also become a place frequented by Jinling antique lovers. After getting off the car, everyone hurriedly walked towards the stall where the incident happened. Before they got there, they saw a few people watching the excitement. As for the fact that there were not many people watching, it was also because the stall was in a relatively remote location. In addition, today is Monday again, so there are fewer pedestrians coming and going. At this time, there was a man in his fifties waiting anxiously in front of the stall. He looked towards Chu Chen and the others from time to time. When he saw Chu Chen and his group walking over, he immediately showed surprise. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tense expression relaxed. When a group of people walked to the stall, they saw the broken porcelain on the ground. Meng Yi looked at the stall owner first and found that he did not recognize the person, so he asked his friend: "Old Ji?"??What is going on? " Meng Yixian's friend is called Ji Haoliang. He smiled bitterly and said: "I really didn't mean to do this. At that time, Wan You said that this bowl was good, so I was ready to take a look. Unexpectedly, as soon as I picked it up, someone suddenly rushed next to me. A kid of fifteen or sixteen came out and bumped me, causing the bowl to fall. " Hearing that this was the case, Chu Chen and others still didn't understand that Ji Haoliang was "touched", and as they thought before, the man in his thirties standing next to Ji Haoliang looked like Some relatives with sly eyebrows were probably involved. Meng Yi first took a deep look at Ji Wanyou, who was standing next to Ji Haoliang, and then asked: "Where is the person who hit you? " "I was lost at that time, and I didn't know where that person went afterward! "Ji Haoliang smiled bitterly. Meng Yi glanced at Ji Wanyou first. He knew without asking that the other party must have the same answer. Then, without even looking at the things on the ground, he asked the stall owner: "Boss, How do you want to solve this matter? "The stall owner smiled and spread his hands and said: "If you throw something of mine, of course you have to pay for it! " "You mean 150,000? "Meng Yixian said with a half-smile. The stall owner smiled slightly and said nothing. He could still see the current situation. Before, he heard that Ji Haoliang was just an ordinary retired worker, and he didn't know anyone in the antique business. Expert, that's why he thought of trying something with Ji Haoliang. But the reality is completely contrary to what he heard. Judging from their temperament and words and deeds, these old men in front of him are probably in the antiques industry. These people are all well-dressed. People like this have some backgrounds. Since the stall owner is doing this kind of thing, it is impossible for him to be a fool. Not only is he not a fool, he has very strong observation skills and knows what. What choice should be made at that time? Therefore, it is definitely impossible for him to ask Ji Haoliang for so much money now. Besides, the 150,000 yuan is just talk. If it is really a compensation, he really doesn't believe it. I will give him 150,000. However, after finally reaching this point, he can¡¯t let the cooked duck fly. He has to gain something. Seeing that the stall owner still looked a little unwilling, Meng Yi said first. : "As the saying goes, there are thieves and thieves. Sooner or later, you have to pay back the money. Sometimes, it's better not to go too far! "In fact, Meng Yixian could also say something more cruel, but it was too aggressive and would not be of any benefit to Ji Haoliang. More importantly, he wanted Ji Haoliang to suffer this loss so that he could remember it for a long time. "That's good. ! "The stall owner saw that Meng Yi had said this first, and if he wanted to kill him again, he might be in trouble, so he gritted his teeth and said, "For the sake of this old gentleman, this bowl Even if it¡¯s three hundred, I also have a request. Each of you must pick one more thing among my things. "Actually, the reason why he said this was just to ask for more money up front, but if he said it directly, he felt that it would easily arouse the resentment of Meng Yixian and others. It would undoubtedly sound better to use something instead. And when he encountered this kind of Things, he really didn't believe that the other party could still choose things here with peace of mind. When Ji Haoliang saw the stall owner saying this, he wanted to say that he could just pay more, but before he could say anything, Meng Yi waved his hand and said: ¡°Boss, we can buy your stuff, but what¡¯s the price? " The stall owner didn't expect that Meng Yixian didn't follow his script. He cursed in his heart, and then said: "Fair trade! " "good! Does he also want to buy it? "As he said that, Meng Yi pointed to Ji Wanyou next to him. "Yes, he wants to choose too! "As the information provider this time, the stall owner hated Ji Wanyou so much that he couldn't let him go! Ji Wanyou smiled awkwardly. At this time, he was also extremely depressed. If someone else came, he might still He could just leave, but for a person like Meng Yixian, unless he didn't want to get involved in the Jinling antique world, he really wouldn't dare to do that. If he had known that Ji Haoliang had a friend like Meng Yixian, he would never have made such an idea. "This damn old man has a friend like Meng Yixian, why didn't you tell me earlier? Besides, since you know Meng Yixian, why do you come to me so often for appraisals? You really don¡¯t know what to say! " Not to mention Ji Wanyou muttering to himself, after talking to the stall owner, everyone squatted down and picked out things. "The stalls are full of small things, and most of them are crudely made and fake goods. In terms of value, The highest price here is less than 50 yuan, which is why Meng Yi agreed to the stall owner's request first. Then, after buying the items, Ji Haoliang will buy other people's items.Paying the loss is definitely more cost-effective than paying separately. In fact, if you really want to calculate it, there is not much difference between the two, but facing this kind of "touching porcelain" figure, Meng Yixian and the others do not want to let this person take advantage of them. Although the stalls were almost full of fake goods, not all of them were fakes. For example, the ancient books in front of Chu Chen should all be genuine. However, even if they were genuine, Chu Chen looked through them and found that most of them were clear. Anthologies printed in the late period are basically worth little. (To be continued)