The little girl's name is He Wenjie, she has a healthy figure and is extremely beautiful, wearing a fiery brand-name sportswear, which is more upright and slender. At this time, the little girl's beautiful big eyes were staring at Ouyang Zhiyuan angrily, as if a volcano had erupted, and those eyes were almost going to eat Ouyang Zhiyuan.

Today is the weekend, He Wenjie accompanied her grandfather, came to the antique market Taobao early, and after she just received a call from a colleague, her grandfather had already gone to the front.

Before he retired, he liked to collect antiques, and now that he has retired, he has more time, and every weekend, he will come to the antique market early to Taobao.

He Wenjie is worried about her grandfather's health, and every weekend, He Wenjie has to accompany her grandfather to Taobao.

When she finished making the call, she found that her grandfather was gone, and she was very anxious, grandpa a while ago, due to a stroke, he was hospitalized once, and there were many people in the antique market, He Wenjie was afraid that her grandfather would be squeezed, so she quickly put away the phone and went to find her grandfather. But because he was in too much of a hurry, he bumped into Ouyang Zhiyuan's body all of a sudden, but he didn't expect to be touched by the other party.

The other party not only touched it, but also pinched it, which made He Wenjie extremely embarrassed.

No one has ever dared to touch that place, this scoundrel dares to do it secretly, he is really looking for death, and he will definitely not spare this villain today.

But his palm, which was as fast as lightning, was easily dodged by the other party, which made He Wenjie secretly surprised in her heart, this kid knows martial arts?

Ouyang Zhiyuan looked at the other party as if he was going to eat himself, and said with an innocent wry smile: "Miss, you hit me, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!"

"Hmph, didn't you mean it? Then you pinched me with your finger, and that didn't mean it?"

He Wenjie usually hates hooligans and scoundrels the most, but she didn't expect that she was eaten tofu by others today.

When the people around heard it, they immediately understood that the little white face of the emotion secretly touched the breasts of other girls. In an instant, countless contemptuous eyes, like knives, stabbed at Ouyang Zhiyuan.

In the crowd, several men with obscene eyes looked at He Wenjie's full chest, and couldn't help swallowing their saliva, admiring this kid's boldness in their hearts.

Hehe, I can't see it, this little white face is really bold, in broad daylight, he dares to touch other girls, his heart is so dirty, isn't this a debt of owing?

The two old ladies looked at Ouyang Zhiyuan with a look of pity on their faces.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was suddenly extremely embarrassed, and just wanted to defend himself, in the crowd, a few pieces of cabbage, broken wine bottles, broken soles, and a few rotten eggs flew towards Ouyang Zhiyuan like raindrops.

Ouyang Zhiyuan didn't look good, he was angry, his uncle, Lao Tzu didn't mean it, besides, I'm a doctor, you have a lump there, I pinched it with the pure thought of saving lives and revolutionary humanitarianism, and I didn't mean to eat your tofu.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses. Ouyang Zhiyuan dodged these rotten eggs, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the crowd. He Wenjie wanted to chase after her, but she was worried about her grandfather, so she glared fiercely at the direction where Ouyang Zhiyuan disappeared, and hurriedly went to find her grandfather.

Ouyang Zhiyuan was very depressed and embarrassed, his uncle, when had he ever been so embarrassed? His pure humanitarian thoughts were attacked and insulted by those old ladies and daughters-in-law, it was really unreasonable.

After Ouyang Zhiyuan visited a few antique shops, he didn't find anything good, and when he looked at his watch, it was past ten o'clock, and he hurriedly went home.

When he just walked to the west end of the antique market, the road was narrow. At a glance, I saw that the beautiful girl who had just bumped into me was squatting there with an old man, looking at a quaint pen holder.

The old man was wearing a white Tang suit, with crane hair and eyebrows, a red face, and a righteous face.

Ouyang Zhiyuan could see at a glance that the pen holder of this Huanghuali was real, a standard old thing of the Ming Dynasty, the style was simple and elegant, the pulp was extremely thick, the color was purple and black, and with the shaking of the old man's hand, the layers of the oily yellow fluorescence unique to Huanghuali in the South China Sea were constantly flickering.

The old man also clearly saw that this was a rare treasure.

The old man looked at this Huanghuali pen holder and said softly: "Excuse me, how much is this pen holder?"

This pen holder was collected by the stall owner in the countryside, and at that time, people used it as a chopstick cage, and bamboo chopsticks were placed in it.

"Hehe, you are always an expert, this chopsticks cage is an old thing, but I spent a thousand yuan, collected in the countryside, old man, if you want it, add 200, give a tea money, this pen holder, it's yours." ”

This stall owner is very young, obviously just entered this industry, he didn't know that this chopstick cage was a pen holder in the Ming Dynasty, and the asking price was too low.

The old man smiled slightly: "Hehe, okay, Wen Jie, give money." ”

He Wenjie knew that her grandfather was very good at antiques, and when she saw her grandfather's happy look, she knew that her grandfather must have bought something good.

The old man knew that he had picked up the leak today, and he was very happy, so he stood up with the pen holder.

This time it's broken, the old man has been squatting there for a long time, and when he stood up, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he lost consciousness all of a sudden.