Chapter 408： 408 shabby comics

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"It's nothing. It's a wealthy second generation who drove hundreds of thousands of cars and took her away."

The little fat man laughed at himself, and now his tense nerves were relieved, as if to say a trivial matter: "I still remember that day, when I had settled down in school, I ran to the normal college where she attended. I went and stood downstairs in her dormitory. I was going to give her a surprise, but I didn't expect that she rushed downstairs hurriedly and threw herself into the arms of others."

"And then?" Yang Ning took a deep breath, seeing no anger.

"Then?" the little fat man smiled: "Then she finished kissing her family and left the school in their car."

"Aren't you going to question her?" Yang Ning frowned slightly, knowing that even the little fat man smiled bitterly now.

"question?"

The little fat man shook his head and slowly said: "What's the question? Everyone just chatted on the Internet, exchanged phone calls with each other, and the relationship still depends on the share of netizens. What do I take to question?"

"You think it's open, but this doesn't seem to be your Zhou Xiaofei's character?" Yang Ning thought thoughtfully.

"I don't have your skills, people have to be a bit self-aware, right?" The little fat man seems to have restored his heartlessness, and said with a lip: "People want to look and look, they want cars and cars, what should I do? Robbing with someone? Do you still want me to think about it? My parents are just such a son, I will not seek death."

"No matter what you said is true or false, or whether there is still a must in the bottom of my heart, but you can think about it, I will be very happy." Yang Ning patted the fat man's shoulder and smiled: "Send you another day A car, let you go majestic."

"Yes, enough brother!"

The little fat man patted Yang Ning's shoulder, but apparently, he obviously didn't take it seriously.

Drop off?

Just kidding, in the opinion of the little fat man, this is nothing more than Yang Ning comforting him.

Looking at the back of the fat man pushing open the toilet door and going out, Yang Ning's eyes flickered, seeming to have an idea.

Zhu Junying's departure did not affect the interest in eating and drinking at a table. Professor Wei and his students were also gossip about Yang Ning's affairs. They asked long and short when eating a meal, like a curious baby.

Looking at the humility of these seniors and elder sisters, Yang Ning didn't put on a shelf and asked what to say. When he saw that the little fat man would always find a chance to talk to Wei Minzhi, Yang Ning smiled and said that the little fat man also has spring. Wasn’t he afraid to chase girls before?

Is it possible that the pig's brain will be awakened after being injured once?

It may be possible, but the posture is not bad. Now, as long as this guy wants to drive, as for how to toss, it is his business.

After lunch, at the suggestion of the fat man, Yang Ning came to Daming Temple with Professor Wei. The climate in the southeastern province was very hot. After getting off the bus, he walked a few sweats.

Especially the little fat man, this was a steam engine when it was sold for 180, and now it is still the same after one hundred and four. It is really dead.

"It's better to be in the capital. I don't sweat any way I go under the sun. I really admire the people who live in the south." A senior student rubbed his sweat with emotion.

"Don't follow you now, do you know that you are suffering?" Professor Wei was also too hot to play a joke right now.

"Grandpa, let's find a place to rest." Wei Minzhi suggested.

"You just rest after getting out of the car, you are really lazy." Professor Wei said so, but he still smiled and pointed to a cold drink shop not far away, "Then let's go to the rest, drink by the way Things, save you from heat stroke later."

The people in Daming Temple come and go, although the sun is shining brightly, but it obviously does not affect the interest of these three religions and ninth class. One by one, they screamed at the tourists passing by from time to time. Huang Po sold melons and recommended the so-called antiques in their hands.

"Hey, this brother, I've looked at you in the morning, come and look at this goods, the official kiln during the Taizong period."

I saw a shirtless man pulling the fat man enthusiastically, and then looked around suspiciously, and lowered his voice: "Look at your eyes, this official kiln will be cheaper for you today, 800, integer, how?"

"Eighty." The fat man responded angrily.

"Okay! Deal!" The shirtless man gritted his teeth slightly and nodded.

"Fuck! I said uncle, what about your ethics?" Not to mention Yang Ning and others, even the little fat man was stunned. He didn't expect this man to be so simple.

"I don't want to open a picture." The shirtless man was a little embarrassed. Seeing the little fat man wanted to apply oil to his feet, he quickly said: "So, fifty!"

The fat man was dragged to death, and his face was extremely depressed: "I don't want it, let go!"

The shirtless man quickly let go and stood in embarrassment, whispering, "Then it would be thirty, this is the lowest price, otherwise I will lose money, and I want to open up and rush to the head."

"You're hitting the color head, but I worry about touching the mold!" The little fat man's head shook like Gulang.

"How to speak!" Yang Ning pressed his face, pressed the fat man's head, and then looked at an embarrassed shirtless man, and smiled: "My brother is sincere and straight-hearted, but his heart is not bad."

After he finished speaking, he crouched at the stall and found a somewhat broken comic book. He smiled and said, "Uncle, how do you sell this stuff?"

"This?" The shirtless man glanced closer, thinking that Yang Ning picked out some good-selling things, but it was just a bad thing, but he said helplessly: "It's worth a few dollars, otherwise, you take this official The kiln was bought, I will give you a ride."

"Okay, deal." Yang Ning got up smiling, then looked at the little fat man.

The little fat man hadn't tasted it at first, and after a while he pointed to his nose and said, "Ask me for money?"

"Less nonsense." Yang Ning pouted.

The fat man reluctantly took out three pieces of ten dollars, and reluctantly handed it to the stall owner, whispering: "Take thirty dollars to buy a fake, alas, treat it as a good deed."

When returning to the cold drink shop, Professor Wei saw the porcelain in the hands of the little fat man and shook his head immediately, whispering a ruin.

The little fat man was wronged on the spot, seeing that the culprit was enjoying the enthusiasm of the goddess, drinking milk tea cheerfully, and his face was ashamed and angry: "He insisted on buying, just for a broken book."

"Broken book?" The little fat man's words immediately attracted the people present, and Professor Wei looked at the picture book in Yang Ning's hand, and helped his glasses frame: "Come, let me see."

Yang Ning smiled and handed over the broken comic book. Professor Wei just turned a few pages and his face changed: "Unexpectedly, it was a comic book by Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. This is not a broken book. Few people are willing to pay tens of thousands to buy, just for collection."

Speaking of which, Professor Wei looked at Yang Ning in surprise, but said nothing more.

Tens of thousands?

Not to mention that the little fat man, even the students of Professor Wei, all looked surprised.

The little fat man was shocked and incoherent, shouting: "Ms. Wei, just this broken book, worth tens of thousands?"

"If it is well preserved, it is indeed worth tens of thousands of yuan." Professor Wei nodded with a smile, and then said: "But, this one is obviously broken, and it is not well preserved. There are traces of being bitten by rats in many places. But, fortunately, there are corners, but it can be repaired, but the price is certainly not high, that is, seven or eight thousand."

Seven or eight thousand?

That's money!

The fat man stared at Yang Ning in a daze for a while. He held Yang Ning's thigh directly and snotted with tears: "Brother, you are my dear brother, take the younger brother to make money outside."

As a cleansing person, seeing the little fat man wipe his nose with his pants, Yang Ning was very polite to kick his foot, and then slowly said: "There is no problem to make money, anyway, but..."

"Let's go too!" Waiting for Yang Ning to finish, Wei Minzhi and others spoke in unison.