The control group was torn apart by hand, and the four-year-old milk bag led the parents to countera

Jiang Boyan just glanced at the two of them casually, with no intention of saying hello. The two sides had already broken up with each other, so there was no need to pretend to be polite.

After asking the boss about the price, he handed the card over directly. "Boss, please help me wrap it up."

"Wait a moment,"

Before the boss could take the card, Feng Yu stepped forward, stared at the boss, and said in a deep voice:

"I'll give you two million."

The boss raised his head in surprise. Although this brush was from the Jing Dynasty, the quality of the jade was of the lowest quality and it was not used by celebrities. It could be sold for more than ten or two hundred thousand at most.

They are all open for business, so the boss will naturally not have trouble with money, so he hesitates for a moment.

Feng Yu was not surprised at all by the shop owner's reaction. He cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Boyan, his gaze carrying a condescending look, as if to say, "Look, so what if you are capable?" Fighting for money and background, I can embarrass you with just one move.

However, to his disappointment, Jiang Boyan's expression was very calm. He calmly took back the card and praised with a smile:

"As expected of the future helmsman of the Feng family, Mr. Feng is really grand!"

"It's just that Mr. Zeng has devoted his life to education and dislikes unbridled luxury. If he knew that Mr. Feng spent ten times higher than the market price to buy this ordinary pen washer as a birthday gift, I don't know. What will the old man think?”

Feng Yu's scornful expression paused, and then he sneered: "So what? It's just a pen for washing. I can buy it if I want."

Jiang Baiyan nodded in agreement: "Mr. Feng is absolutely right, but since Mr. Feng wants to embarrass me for an excuse, isn't two million too little? With Mr. Feng's net worth, it must be at least 200 million. And in front of me again Now, throw this wash on the ground..."

He smiled and sighed: "At that time, I, a poor man with a meager family, will have no choice but to watch."

Youyou rolled her big eyes, clapped her hands quickly and continued:

"Yeah! Come and see, everyone, there is a gangster here who wants to perform a show of throwing money and listening to the echo!"

Feng Yu; "..."

After speaking, he raised his cute little face. Looking at Feng Yu expectantly. As if urging,

Uncle, show your face as the helmsman of your consortium and give him a billion dollars to open the eyes of us poor people!

Feng Yu: "..."

This naked conspiracy directly forced Feng Yu to throw away his hands and leave.

Is it really possible to lose 10 billion by not taking the southern road?

Originally, he wanted to humiliate Jiang Boyan by throwing money at him, but he was forced to ride a tiger and find it hard to get off.

Youyou waved her little hand vigorously at the back of the man who left angrily, leaning on Mango and laughing!

Haha, the haters are pissed off!

……

Finally, the shop owner sold the pen washer to them with a complicated expression. Youyou walked happily ahead carrying the box. The smell of roasted sweet potatoes came from nowhere. The little guy swallowed reflexively and raised his hand to rub his belly.

Jiang Boyan leaned over and picked up his daughter, and asked with a smile: "Are you hungry?"

"Uh-huh."

"There is a private restaurant in front..."

Youyou shook her head like a rattle: "I want to eat from a roadside stall!"

High-end restaurants and so on, how can there be good food at roadside stalls?

Youyou held a piece of stinky tofu and stood in front of a crowded stall, her mouth full of oil. A pair of big eyes did not forget to look left and right, watching with interest the two stall aunts opposite who were arguing over the land issue.

She took a sip of the sauce and punched Mango's shoulder with her arm: "Which one of them will win?"

Mango slurped the roasted corn dipped in chili peppers, his little face flushed red from the spicy food, and his watery almond eyes shed tears, making him look even more pitiful. When he heard this, he opened his eyes and said excitedly: "Let's fight!" , the little white flower’s temperament is gone.

Halfway through eating Youyou, the aroma of spicy hotpot went straight into her nose. The little guy couldn't hold it back. When her mother wasn't paying attention, she quickly took a bunch and put it in her mouth. Because she ate too quickly, the soup spilled on her clothes. Under her mother's murderous eyes, Youyou stuck out her tongue and hid behind her father.

Immediately, he raised his little hand very well and began to admit his mistake:

"Ugh...Mom, I was wrong, I didn't want to...I just blame...I just blame the octopus balls because they are so fragrant..."

As he spoke, he quickly lowered his head and popped the remaining pellet into his mouth.

Now that everything has been discovered, it's free to eat.

Ji Wanwan laughed angrily: "It's a mistake to eat together if you write it together!"

Seeing her mother coming over in a fierce manner, her cheeks were bulging, and she wanted to say, "Mom, please listen to my explanation."

However, because his mouth was so full, he could have said that he was bald for a moment and turned into "Mom, listen to my quibbles."

Ji Wanwan, who originally just wanted to wipe her daughter's mouth, said: "..."

What did you say when you realized what you were saying? Youyou stepped back with a sad face, not wanting to accidentally hit someone.

Jiang Baiyan quickly reached out and hugged the little man.

The person she bumped into was a tall, thick-set man, pushing a small cart with a tall sack on it. It was probably an employee from a nearby store who was moving the goods.

Originally, this was just a small thing. A big kid like Youyou couldn't possibly hurt someone.

But the man's expression changed, his grip on the cart tightened subconsciously, and then he cursed: "Who doesn't have eyes..."

Catching Jiang Boyan's gaze, he shrank and shut his mouth in a sullen voice.

Then he turned his head, pushed the cart, and was about to leave. Unfortunately, the pair of aunts opposite who were having sex with each other started to fight because they were too excited. Someone couldn't see it and stepped forward to fight, pushing and shoving, and accidentally bumped into them. A man's stroller,

Seeing the yellow sack in the car falling to the ground, the man reached out to help him in panic while yelling curses. The scene was a little out of control for a moment.

The string of the sack was torn open, and the contents fell out. They were several antique bottles, roughly covered with foam.

Seeing this, the man looked even more panicked. Youyou let out a sigh and stared at one of the plum bottles with a broken corner.

Before she could see clearly, four or five tall men hurried over from a distance and quickly evacuated the crowd. Help the man pick up the sack, put it on the cart and leave quickly.

One of the men turned his head as if he had realized something. Youyou met the other man's gaze and shrank in fear.

Jiang Boyan pulled the little guy behind him and looked back coldly. The two looked at each other for a second or two, then the man looked away, turned around and strode away.

Youyou lay on her father's shoulder, patted her chest with lingering fear, and whispered: "That uncle just now was a bad guy."

"I know."

Ordinary people might only think that the man looked a bit fierce, but he knew that the man was full of gangsterism and must have had many lives on his hands.

"Then should we call the police? Oh, and the antiques in the bag, are they stolen?"

……