gifted collector

Chapter 187 The pickle jar in the shop
It was already late when Fang Ming, Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen went out to find something to eat, it was already one o'clock in the morning, but a small street not far from Little Antique Street was still extremely lively, as if it was a city that never sleeps.

"Huh? I remember that this small street was not so lively before, right?"

Fang Ming looked up and found that both sides of the small street were filled with barbecue or casserole porridge stalls. There were about ten tables in front of each one, and the most important thing was that they were all full of people!
The air was filled with the spicy aroma of barbecue and porridge casserole. Fang Ming, who was extremely hungry, found that his mouth was full of saliva!
"Well, yes, there were indeed not so many people here before. It seems that this time the Appreciation Conference has also stimulated the surrounding catering industry."

Zhou Yafang is more familiar with the surrounding situation than Fang Ming. In her memory, there were only three or five small restaurants in this small street, and they only served lunch and dinner. It is definitely not the situation now. She used to I've been here a few times for dinner, and I even order takeaway here from time to time.

"Well, it should be. But let's find a table and sit down quickly. I'm really hungry."

Fang Ming rubbed his stomach, searched around, and finally found an empty table. After sitting down, he didn't care about 21, and immediately ordered a lot of things, such as chicken wings, chicken legs, mutton Needless to say, I ordered a lot of these skewers, and finally came a pot of casserole porridge.

"Brother Fang Ming, your appetite is too big, right?"

Jiang Wen was surprised to see Fang Ming ordered a lot of things.

"Don't worry, you will be able to finish the meal. By the way, Comrade Jiang Wen, you still owe me a meal."

Fang Ming turned his head and said to Zhou Yafang with a smile, "Sister Yafang, Wenwen cooks well."

"Really?"

Zhou Yafang laughed and said, "It's good to be able to cook! If you want to keep a man's heart, you must first keep his stomach. Come on, Comrade Jiang Wen. We must try it some other day."

Jiang Wen blushed a bit, nodded, and said, "Okay, anytime."

"Let's wait until this time's treasure appraisal meeting is over. I've been really busy recently."

Fang Ming also wanted to eat Jiang Wen's big meal, but he was too busy, so he had to wait until later.

The barbecue stall didn't have to wait too long, but Jiang Wen quickly saw Fang Ming's amazing appetite. As soon as those chicken legs and wings came up, Fang Ming started to eat and drink meat with one hand and beer with the other.
"Sister Avon, is this a human or a beast?"

Jiang Wen looked at Fang Ming, who was sitting across from her, eating and drinking, she didn't even spit out the bones, and the meat on the plate disappeared quickly.

"Hee, that's good."

Zhou Yafang laughed softly.

"Ah? Why do you say that?"

Jiang Wen felt that the expression on Zhou Yafang's face was weird, as if it had some other meaning.

"You can only do it if you can eat it. If you think about it, Fang Ming's ability to eat and know how to eat it naturally means that he is also very capable in that area."

"what!"

Jiang Wen screamed, she understood what Zhou Yafang was talking about, blushed, and said, "What does this have to do with me? I didn't talk to him..."

Zhou Yafang laughed, and said in a low voice, "If you don't have it now, it doesn't mean you won't in the future, right?"

Jiang Wen is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. After being shy at first, she blinked her eyes and immediately fought back, saying, "Sister Yafang, you care so much about this matter, do you want to have sex with him too?"

Zhou Yafang's face "scrubbed", stretched out her hand to pinch Jiang Wen, and said with a smile, "Oh, the wings are hard, aren't they? How dare you even make fun of your sister and me?"

"Huh? What are you doing? What are you talking about? Aren't you hungry, don't you want to eat?"

After eating in silence for a while, Fang Ming raised his head to look at Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen, and found that they were talking in a low voice, and there were strange expressions on their faces.

"what!"

Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen who were "whispering" were startled by Fang Ming's sudden words.

"Nothing, we're chatting."

"Yeah, it has nothing to do with you anyway."

Fang Ming looked at Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen, and said strangely, "Really?"

"Of course it's true! Eat quickly, it's getting late, rest well after eating, you'll be busy tomorrow."

Zhou Yafang glared at Fang Ming. She didn't want Fang Ming to know what she and Jiang Wen were discussing just now.

"Oh fine."

Seeing Fang Ming lower his head and start yelling again, Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then they didn't dare to continue chatting, but obediently ate.

"Huh! Sit down first, I'll go to the bathroom."

Fang Ming ate very quickly, and he was already full after about ten minutes. He stood up and walked to the small shop. He had already drank several bottles of beer just now, and his stomach was full. Naturally, he needed to relax.

The barbecue booth was very lively, but the bathroom was small, so Fang Ming waited for a while before it was his turn, and it was already 10 minutes later when he came out again.

"what?"

Walking out of the store, Fang Ming was walking towards the table where Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen were sitting, but suddenly stopped, staring at a pot without turning his eyes.

The barbecue stand is placed outside, mainly for the convenience of barbecue. Generally speaking, it is a barbecue rack. If there are other things, there is also a big table and a big freezer. The place Fang Ming is looking at right now is a The table was full of chicken legs that hadn't been grilled yet. Of course, he was already full at this time, and he wasn't interested in those things at all. What he was interested in was a big pot on the table.

"This jar seems like a good thing."

Although there was no way to get started, Fang Ming couldn't move anymore. When he was walking just now, he vaguely noticed that the jar was shining with a layer of crystal light like jade. At this moment, he stopped and observed carefully for a while, and he was sure that he I was not mistaken, there is really a layer of fluorescent light on the jar!He turned his mind quickly to see how he could get the jar in his hand.

After standing for a while, he still couldn't come up with a good solution. He couldn't just go there and say he wanted to buy the jar, right?Everyone is not a fool now, and if they really do this, it is very likely to arouse suspicion.

It's okay to spend a little more money, but I'm afraid that there will be no way to buy the jar in the end.

"Ding!"

Fang Ming was taken aback for a moment. He found a little girl holding a small plate in his hand, and he dug it out with a spoon. What he "dug out" were pickled radishes.

"So it's a pickle jar!"

Fang Ming remembered the side dishes that were served when he sat down before, and realized that the jar he was looking at was actually used to hold pickled radishes.

"Fuck! Isn't it? It's actually used to hold pickled radishes!"

Fang Ming felt as if his heart had been stabbed in with a knife, and then spun several times vigorously.However, it was precisely because of this that he thought of a way.

After thinking about it for a while, I rethought the plan that popped up in my mind again, and immediately walked over, and said to the fat boss who was busy: "Boss, your pickled radish here is good, I want to buy some back. , I don’t know if it’s okay or not?”

"Okay, no problem, how much do you want? I'll ask my little sister to pretend for you."

Fang Ming pointed to the jar and said, "I want them all."

The fat man froze for a moment, finally stopped what he was doing, looked up at Fang Ming, and asked in surprise, "Ah? Buy all of them? I'm afraid there are about twenty catties there. You can't finish it, right?"

Nodding his head, Fang Ming said: "It's okay, I like the taste, it should be good for porridge in the morning. But you have to sell me the jar, I heard that pickles will go out of style if they are out of the original jar. It's not tasty, and it's easier for me to take and save a little bit."

Fang Ming's plan is very simple, buy pickled radishes and buy them together with the jar. He believes that his proposal should be very likely to allow him to get the jar.

Fang Ming's plan was obviously successful. After thinking about it for a while, the fat boss immediately nodded in agreement and said, "Okay, I'll sell you the jar, but it will cost 300 yuan. There are a lot of pickled radishes in it, and I have to pay for it." Also find another jar—I bought this jar at the street stall on Xiaoanti Antique Street for 100 yuan.”

"no problem."

Worried that Ye Chang would have many dreams, Fang Ming immediately took out the money to give to the fat man, and then took the jar away.

Going back to Zhou Yafang and Jiang Wen's table, Fang Ming put the jar on the table, it was too heavy, so there was a muffled "bang" when he put it down.

"What is this?"

Jiang Wen was taken aback. Didn't Fang Ming go to the bathroom just now?Why did you suddenly come back with a jar in your arms?

"Hey hey hey."

Fang Ming giggled, as if he hadn't heard Jiang Wen's words—he couldn't help being excited. When he picked up the jar just now, he almost threw the jar to the ground because of the Pixiu sticking out from the back of his right hand. If there is substance, it seems that it is about to get rid of the back of the hand and fly.

This is unprecedented!
The only possibility is that this jar is an incredible treasure!

Zhou Yafang was taken aback for a moment, and her eyes couldn't help falling on the jar on the table.

Fang Ming was in great surprise and didn't speak. Zhou Yafang's eyes were firmly attracted by the jar, and she didn't speak. Jiang Wen couldn't see what was so wonderful about that jar, but she already felt that Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang's demeanor was wrong, her heart jumped up suddenly!

"This jar...could it be a leak? Isn't it too bullshit?!"

Jiang Wen knew that this was very possible, but would it be possible to catch a leak by having a late-night snack like this?And judging by Fang Ming's appearance, this is still a big, big mistake!
Zhou Yafang stood up abruptly, and said to Jiang Wen: "Wenwen, ask someone to pay the bill, we will go back to the store right now."

At this time, Fang Ming also came back to his senses a little, stretched out his arms to pick up the jar, and said, "Wenwen, hurry up and pay the bill, and then go back to Guxuanzhai!"

(End of this chapter)