Although he knew the temperament of his boss and cousin, Zhao Shuai still didn't expect that how could people show their faces to such a point?!!

As long as Tang Ji is so nervous, he will give a day off on New Year's Day, and he will make such a big mess when he comes back!

It's so angry!

Can't keep smiling at all!

He's just a buddy, and he's not the owner of the store, this thing is a mess, and in the end, if it doesn't come back, isn't it the boss himself who loses?

Zhao Shuai originally thought that after cleaning up later, he would go to Meimei for a good meal. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info to say that breakfast near the imperial capital university town, it is everywhere in the south and north of the world, every day all the way over, not to mention how beautiful!

It's good, looking at the mess in the room, I guess I won't be able to eat breakfast today.

Zhao Shuai shook his head and resigned himself to entering the house.

- Alas, if he hadn't looked at the ground and there was not much less, he would have thought he had been a thief!

Zhao Shuai was depressed in his heart, looked at the snow-white rice paper scattered all over the floor with grievances, and took the opportunity to take a look at the evil cards hanging by the door.

With this spell passed down by the older generation, from the opening of Mobaozhai to the present, I have never worried about thieves coming in. Although it is said that the power is weak, and it can only silently dispel some thoughts of Xiaoxiao coming in to make trouble, but this is enough.

It's just that Zhao Shuai looked at the messy ground, and for the first time, he felt that the ability of the spell was a little insufficient. This scene is not much different from people coming in and robbing it.

Raw Xuan, cooked Xuan, brushes, inkstones, ornaments (of course, these are all fragments), and so on are all scattered all over the place. If you look at it, there are things falling from almost every shelf in this room, so no matter what, this won't happen, right?

Don't...... Someone got into a fight in the store yesterday?!!

Thinking of this, Zhao Shuai hurriedly called his cousin: "Boss! Boss! You brought someone to the store to fight yesterday?"

Tang Ji was sleeping fragrantly, when he heard the young man cry so cracklingly, he turned over, frowned and said impatiently: "What nonsense! Look at you kid, why do you complain so much every day when you ask you to clean up a storefront!"

"No, cousin, you...... Toot!"

Before Zhao Shuai's voice fell, he listened to the sound on the other end of the phone and hung up neatly.

Yes, with such a boss on the stall, Zhao Shuai can only accept his fate.

It took him a whole morning to clean up, and there were about thirty sheets of rice paper all over the ground that had been cut in half by sharp blades, and some of the cooked rice paper had been glued together by something, which could be regarded as waste.

A batch of brushes specially recovered from Huzhou at a high price, three of which were inexplicably broken in two. The difference is that two of them seem to have been cut by one knife, and the other seems to have been broken normally, after all, that one is chalcedony as the main body.

The biggest loss is probably the blue and white ornament of Reclining Buddha Mountain, which is usually placed at the highest place of the shelf, which fell from a high altitude, fell on this layer of wooden floor, and was knocked into a petal, and it was impossible to repair it.

The things were finally almost cleaned up, and Zhao Shuai was satisfied when he looked at the room full of neatness and returned to its neat appearance.

He picked up the broom and prepared to clean up one last time, which would also be considered liberating. As a result, I swept under the shelf on the side of the aisle, and the touch under the broom was actually a little different, as if it was ...... What's stuck to the floor? Sticky.

He didn't pay attention for a while, and thought it was glue! He just wrung a wet rag and wiped it off, but it took several times to wipe it off.

Zhao Shuai looked at the things stuck to the rag, a thin layer of burnt yellow, as if it was a little familiar......

He crouched on the ground, his gaze slowly moving from the bottom to the top, and saw the sugar rooster in the middle of the shelf.

Speaking of which, this sugar rooster has also been rumored among old customers recently.

Between September and October, I don't know who came out of the mouth of the word "sugar rooster". Originally, everyone said that the boss was picking, and at most they laughed and scolded him for "iron rooster", and he didn't pull out a hair.

As a result, as soon as this "sugar rooster" was born, all the guests around were watching the joke. This big made of sticky candy is not only a hair, but it also wants to stick things!

Isn't it very similar to the image of this Tang Ji?!

So, it just so happened that Tang Ji made a bet with someone during that time, and the other party was the owner of a newly opened shop in the antique city that sold some evil spirits and prayer items.

Good guy, Tang Ji took a look, and none of the things sold in the whole store were really useful! Either high imitation or high imitation, or some so-called old gadget. The only thing that is interesting is this Mingguang armor.

Although he is famous for his Tang Ji for ten miles and eight towns, there is a little old customer who is still at ease, as far as the secret things he sells are definitely not fakes, they all have their own uses.

It didn't take long for the owner of that store to inquire about Tang Ji's storefront. He can't do it if he doesn't inquire, the business of the new store is very bleak for a month, and he came to find fault with it, and was squeezed by Tang Ji for a few words, so he was on fire in his heart, and he had to bet with him.

There is nothing to say about the content of the bet, the bet, but it is the Mingguang armor that Tang Ji can't put down.

It's just that the boss is young, and after he lost and sent over the armor indignantly, he felt depressed in his heart, and he heard Tang Ji's nickname out of nowhere, so he deliberately exchanged it for such a sugar rooster, and he had to let him put it for three months.

Tang Ji is a person, as long as he can make money, then nothing else matters.

Besides, this rooster is here, although it doesn't sound good, but it can indeed be promoted, so he pinched his nose and recognized it.

Zhao Shuai was thinking about these things in his mind, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the sugar rooster and looking at it carefully, and he didn't know if he remembered it wrong, he always felt that he was ...... This doesn't seem to be in this position?

It seemed to be in a state of holding his head high before, with two paws together, why did he look at it today...... Looking at ...... I can't tell what's wrong, I just feel different.

He blinked suspiciously, and shook his head in a blink of an eye: What are you thinking, this rooster is made of sugar, it will not melt easily, and of course it will not change its shape, it must be a mistake!

But even if the heating is turned on in this room, the temperature is only in the twenties, how can one of the rooster's claws melt away! Only two of the three thin claws are left......

Zhao Shuai looked at the rag in his hand, shook his head, and decided to wait for the boss to come back and ask!

He put the rag away, stretched his waist, and then remembered that the boss was so distressed that he hadn't wiped the Mingguang armor yet! Look at this armor, there is such a thick layer of dust! The whole body is dull and dull -- it has only been a few days since he was sent over, and he has lost his heroic spirit on the other side......

Alas, there is such a boss on the stall...... (To be continued.) )