There are so many bad books on the bookstall that make people angry, Han Xiaohei doesn't choose them, but he is interested in a fragment? What made the bookstall owner even more amused was that Han Xiaohei also asked him if he sold it?

Idiot! Do you know where Lao Tzu got this thing? You picked it up from the side of the road, but you have to pay for it?

No treachery, no business!

Since there is such a wronged boss who takes the initiative to send it to the door, how can the bookstall owner let it go?

So, the owner of the bookstall immediately became embarrassed and said, "Little brother, this thing is my family's ancestral, it's very precious." If I sell it, my ancestors will definitely crawl out of the grave and beat me in anger. ”

When the owner of the bookstall said this, he just wanted to sit on the ground and raise the price.

Although Han Xiaohei is very interested in this fragment, he doesn't have to get his hands on it. Besides, he could see through the bookstall owner's mind at a glance. In this case, how can he be cut off as a wronged leader?

"Oh, I see, you're not going to sell, are you?" After Han Xiaohei finished speaking, he threw the fragment back as soon as he threw it away.

"Ouch! This is my heirloom, how can you say that you will lose it, if it is broken, what can you do? The bookstall owner pretended to pick up the scrap and pretended to be pretending to be precious. At the same time, he was also wondering, what was there about this fragment that aroused the interest of the kid in front of him? He looked left and right, up and down, but he still couldn't see it. Therefore, he can only say that the other party is in the water in his brain. "It's not that I don't sell it, it's that I can't sell it!"

"Okay, I understand, excuse me!" Han Xiaohei said simply, and said without hesitation that he would go.

Don't the bookstall owners want to sell?

No!

He just wants to sit on the ground and raise the price.

But he didn't expect that the other party would say to leave.

What a bullshit heirloom, it's just garbage picked up from the side of the road. In the future, there will be such brains in the water, are you interested in this garbage? Definitely not. If not, it's worthless garbage.

Therefore, the owner of the bookstall was afraid that after this village, there would be no such shop, so he hurriedly stopped Han Xiaohei.

"Little brother, don't go." The bookstall owner caught up with Han Xiaohei.

"What's wrong?" Han Xiaohei raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly.

"This ...... Actually, it's not that I can't sell it, but if I give a good price, I can still consider it. The bookstall owner said with a smirk.

"Really want to sell?"

"It depends on what you pay."

"You say the price first, I'll weigh it first!"

"This ...... How about these? The bookstall owner stretched out five fingers.

"Fifty? It's too expensive! Han Xiaohei pouted and said.

"Fifty?" The bookstall owner's face ached, did he offer a price of fifty? It's clear whether five hundred is good or not. But fifty seems to be a lion's mouth, and you can't earn so much in a whole day. So, it's not bad to think about it. "It's just fifty, it can't be less, and it really can't be less!"

"I said, fifty is too expensive, I don't want it!" After Han Xiaohei finished speaking, he was about to leave again.

"Little brother, don't be in a hurry to leave." The bookstall owner caught up with Han Xiaohei again, smiling on the surface, but scolding in his heart. A big man, buying something, only spent fifty yuan, grinding and chirping like a girl, too bold! "Otherwise, little brother, you should make a price, let me weigh it and see if it can be done."

"These!" Han Xiaohei stretched out his hand.

"How much is this?"

"Five!"

"Five?!"

"If you don't sell it, forget it!"

"Okay, good, five is five!" The bookstall owner gritted his teeth and said.

"Give!" Han Xiaohei handed over five yuan, took the fragment in his hand and fiddled with it a few times, shook his head and sighed and said, "Five yuan to buy this thing?" I feel like I'm being slaughtered. ”

After Han Xiaohei walked away, the bookstall owner blew his nose angrily and glared.

That's right, that thing is worthless, but after so much talk with you, it's not worth five dollars!

originally thought that he would send a big wrong, but he didn't want to be a comparison.

"But these five dollars can be regarded as a free pick-up. If you pick up a dozen pieces of that stuff every day, won't you have to send them too? It's just that there are so many people in the world who have their brains in water, so let's go back and sell books honestly! The bookstall owner comforted himself and went about his business happily.

At this time, Han Xiaohei had also walked back.

"Little black brother, give!" Yi Luofei handed a string of sugar gourds to Han Xiaohei's mouth. "Little Black Brother, this is the biggest!"

"Really? Hurts me so much? Han Xiaohei's heart is beautiful.

"Of course, but it's not me who loves you, they love you very much!" Elofe said.

"Did the sun come out in the west today?" When Han Xiaohei said this, he deliberately glanced at Liang Yin.

"Death!" How could Liang Yin not understand why Han Xiaohei only looked at her.

"Brother-in-law, when I saw you walking over just now, I thought it was just like Hua Buliu said, you are going to buy that kind of book. But you don't, so this is our reward for you. Yes, yes, keep up the good work! Murong Shishi said.

"Oh!" Han Xiaohei nodded, and he understood what was going on. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. That's right, I just cared about that fragment and forgot to buy a few bad books to take home. Now go back and buy it? Forget it, I was just praised by the beauties, and if I buy it now, do you still want to live?

Wait!

What did Murong Shishi say just now?

Mention that the flowers are not left, right? Do you still say that we will buy that kind of bad book? Then what does this mean, isn't it just that Hua didn't keep this kid and said bad things about us behind his back?

Boom!

Hua Buliuzheng was eating a sugar gourd while walking forward. couldn't prevent it, and he was kicked by Han Xiaohei on the buttocks.

"Boss, what's wrong with me?" Flowers do not leave grievances authentic.

"What do you say?" Han Xiaohei wanted to kick again, but he was left to dodge.

"Boss, don't slander good people and kill innocents indiscriminately, I really didn't say bad things about you behind my back......" Hua Buliu finished speaking, and immediately realized that he had leaked his mouth, so he ran away.

"You really don't have three hundred taels of silver here, I'll clean you up when I go back!" Han Xiaohei didn't catch up, the sugar gourd tasted good, and it seemed to be very pure, without adding dye.

Han Xiaohei and the others were walking forward, and three or four little girls wearing school uniforms who looked like they were twelve or thirteen, as if they were in a hurry, ran to the public toilet opposite the school.

The words that came out of the mouths of the three or four little girls could be described as coarse and full of words. What I rub! No way! Oh my god! Something like that, it makes people listen, it's really a little doubtful, are they still the flowers of the motherland?

Times have changed, people have changed, maybe the current junior high school students are like this, right?

Liang Yin and the others found something interesting at the street stall again, so they all went around to see it. Han Xiaohei stood on the side of the road and inadvertently glanced in the direction of the public toilet, but saw that the three or four little girls had already come out.

Only, is this still them?

The school uniform that was originally worn has been changed into a low-cut deep V, a small skirt with a b, and black stockings. On a cold day, if you wear it so revealingly, aren't you afraid of the cold?

is mainly dressed like this, she is not a junior high school student at all, she is clearly a street girl.

I watched them run towards a van, and a big rough hand stretched out from the van and touched one of the little girls, but they still talked and laughed, as if they should have taken it for granted. In the end, he even got into the van and was pulled away?

This...... Is this still a junior high school student? Where do they go and what do they do?

Suddenly, Han Xiaohei's face turned cold. He took out the envelope handed to him by Ling Yuntao, and the task on it was very vague, which made Han Xiaohei a little confused. However, now he has a feeling that he is far away and close at hand.

At this time, a heartbroken woman's cry attracted Han Xiaohei's attention.

"Black-hearted school, you know everything, but you still pretend not to know. Give back my daughter, give back my daughter! ”

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