The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
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430: 405 430: 405 “How about that?

Is it up to the number you mentioned?” the bald man said smugly to Liu Hun.

Liu Hun did not respond.

He was clueless about these items, and at this moment, Mr.

Mo suddenly commented, “This has been dug up not long ago.”

“You…” The bald man’s face suddenly changed, and he hurried to cover the Jade Tripod.

“I don’t know what you’re blabbering about.

If you want to buy, buy; if not, forget it.”

“Don’t rush!” Mr.

Mo held the bald man’s hand and said, “Tell your boss that I’m also in this business.

Let him inquire about who Mr.

Mo is.”

“What do you want?” the bald man asked, seeing that Mr.

Mo had openly revealed his identity.

“Simple!

My boss is planning to open a shop on this street.

We want to ‘bet on three rounds’ with your boss,” Mr.

Mo explained.

“Tell him that my boss has some great items.

If he’s willing, he can take them.

If not, when our shop opens, and he comes to acknowledge his defeat, that’s enough.” With that, Mr.

Mo released the bald man’s hand.

The bald man secured his Jade Tripod and scoffed coldly, “Ha!

Big talk, aren’t you afraid the wind might blow your tongue away!”

“I’ve said all I had to say!

Make sure you pass on the message properly!” Mr.

Mo told the bald man.

The bald man glanced at the three of them and then re-entered the back room with the brocade box.

Mr.

Mo leaned over to Liu Hun and said, “Mr.

Liu, if we win this ‘bet on three rounds,’ we’ll land three rare items effortlessly, and our reputation will be established.

You only need to rent a shop and prepare three rare items.

Leave the rest to me.

Our company will be up and running!”

“Good!” Liu Hun nodded appreciatively at Mr.

Mo.

Then, Zhong Xiao left his phone number, and the three of them departed.

As they left the old archway street, Liu Hun casually bought some inexpensive items from a street stall.

Fortunately, the previous group had learned their lesson and did not come to cause trouble.

Liu Hun planned to establish an antique company, a place where he could steadily transform the fortune he had amassed into tangible money.

Of course, he had to first wait for the response from the other party.

Having just arrived home, Liu Hun got a call from Zhong Xiao.

The boss behind the bald man had accepted to “bet on three rounds” with Mr.

Mo.

With this response, Liu Hun felt much more reassured and promptly instructed Zhong Xiao to scout for premises on the old archway street.

The first step for the company was, of course, to secure a place of business.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Hun had just shut the door when he suddenly recoiled—Shi Qing’er had appeared behind him unexpectedly, staring at him.

“Qing’er, you should make some noise when you walk.

You nearly scared me to death.”

“Where have you been running off to?!” Shi Qing’er glared at Liu Hun like a wife interrogating a husband who had come home late.

“I was discussing some business matters.

Weren’t you watching SpongeBob?” Liu Hun said as he walked past Shi Qing’er into the living room.

The TV was now showing the news, not SpongeBob.

“SpongeBob finished ages ago!

I couldn’t find you anywhere and was so bored,” Shi Qing’er said as she sat down next to Liu Hun.

Noticing a blue cloth bundle beside Liu Hun, her eyes lit up and she grabbed it, asking, “What’s in here?”

Liu Hun glanced at it and continued watching the news.

“Just some trinkets.

Open it and see.”

Shi Qing’er couldn’t wait to open it and found—just some junk metal!

“What in the world is this?

Did you go out scavenging?

Are we out of money?” Shi Qing’er disdainfully tossed the items aside.

Liu Hun calmly replied, “These are antiques.

They might not look like much now, but give them a few days, and they’ll shine.”

“A few days?!

What’s the fun event?” Shi Qing’er caught the slip in Liu Hun’s words.

Liu Hun suddenly choked, having realized his slip-up.

Under Shi Qing’er’s persistent questioning, he had no choice but to spill the details about the antique street.

“That sounds fun!

I want to go!

I want to go!” Shi Qing’er shook Liu Hun’s arm enthusiastically.

“Alright, alright, I’ll take you,” Liu Hun quickly agreed, feeling utterly outmaneuvered by Shi Qing’er.

“Ding ding ding…

ding ding ding…”

The phone really had saved Liu Hun several times.

Grasping at the excuse to answer the call, he moved a bit away from Shi Qing’er.

“Zhong Xiao, is there any news?”

“Mr.

Liu, one of my guys has already gotten in touch with a shopkeeper on the old archway street,” Zhong Xiao said on the phone.

“He’s planning to return to his hometown and quit, so he’s willing to sell the shop.

We can go check it out tomorrow and discuss the price.”

“Good!” Liu Hun really felt that Zhong Xiao was a reliable and efficient assistant, always effective in handling matters.

“What’s the news?

Tell me quick!” Shi Qing’er said as she clung to him again.

Liu Hun had no choice but to relay Zhong Xiao’s words to Shi Qing’er.

She tilted her head, apparently thinking about something profound, and after a long while, she finally spoke, “That Zhong Xiao looks so cold, like a dead man’s face… No wonder he’s mixed up with you, you’ve got a poker face, and he’s got a corpse face.

Don’t you think?”

Liu Hun inwardly smiled wryly, knowing it was a slight but having to agree, he immediately nodded and said, “Yes, yes, yes!

I’m tired, I’m going to rest.”

“Don’t go!” Shi Qing’er grabbed Liu Hun as he stood up and said, “I made you something tasty!

Eat before you leave!

It’s really good!”

Watching Shi Qing’er bounce excitedly to the kitchen, Liu Hun had only two words in mind—doomed!

The next day, when Liu Hun brought Shi Qing’er to meet Zhong Xiao, he still had an indescribable discomfort in his throat.

He truly didn’t know what that black lump Shi Qing’er made was; seeing Shi Qing’er eat a tiny bit and vomit made him lose any interest in discovering the truth.

“Mr.

Liu, Miss Li, the person today has arranged to meet us at the tea house and said we’d talk after meeting,” Zhong Xiao told the two.

Liu Hun checked his watch, feeling that it was almost time, so he led them to the tea house.

This tea house was located right next to Old Archway Street, and from the second floor, they could overlook the entire Old Archway Street.

Not long after they sat down, the seller arrived.

“Mr.

Zhong!

Nice to meet you!” A middle-aged man in traditional Chinese attire greeted Zhong Xiao’s group with a beaming smile.

“Hello, Mr.

Li!

Let me introduce you.

This is my elder brother Liu Hun, and this is…”

“The big star Shi Qing’er, do you recognize me?” Shi Qing’er didn’t wait for Zhong Xiao to finish her introduction and proactively asked Mr.

Li.

“Oh!

It’s Manager Liu!

I’ve heard a lot about you!

My daughter is a huge fan of Shi Bi’er.

I heard she went to the United States for a commercial shoot?

It’s a shame not to see her today!” Mr.

Li shook hands with Liu Hun and exchanged pleasantries.

“I’m so annoyed!” Shi Qing’er kicked the stool hard, her little foot aching.

She immediately sat down grimacing in pain and started inhaling sharply.

“I had some concerns that the buyer might not be financially capable, but seeing Manager Liu, I’m now reassured,” Mr.

Li said cheerfully, not feeling like an outsider as he poured himself a cup of tea.

“Mr.

Li, you flatter me.

Although I work in the entertainment industry, I’m looking to make some other profits as well.

Please tell me more about your shop,” Liu Hun asked Mr.

Li.

Mr.

Li smiled and pointed to a small classical two-story building not far away, “Manager Liu, please look, that’s my shop.”

Liu Hun glanced over, noticing that the two-story building wasn’t large and certainly didn’t have the presence of Bald’s Biyun Pavilion.

It was also very close to several other shops.

Mr.

Li, as a businessman, immediately noticed Liu Hun’s hesitant expression and quickly said, “Manager Liu, you should know that this business is a steady source of income.

There are so many people wanting to get into it these days.

If it weren’t for me needing to go back to my hometown, I would never think of selling.”

“Hmm!” Liu Hun nodded.

He was indeed desperate to turn his fortune into cash, as Lin Xiaoxiang was waiting to use money for building an entertainment company.

“How about we go down and take a look?” Liu Hun asked Mr.

Li.

Mr.

Li eagerly nodded and said, “Yes, yes, let’s go have a look.

You’ll know if it meets your satisfaction.”

Thus, the three followed Mr.

Li down from the tea house.

Shi Qing’er, who had been complaining of foot pain, suddenly forgot all about it when she saw the colorful variety of trinkets along the street.

Her curiosity piqued, she looked here and there.

If not for Liu Hun continuously pulling her along, she might have already run off to one of the stalls and gotten herself scammed.

“Gentlemen, this is it—Antique Zhai.

Please, come inside!” Mr.

Li gestured for them to enter the shop.

Upon entering the shop, Shi Qing’er slipped from Liu Hun’s grasp, marveling at everything she saw.

“Wow!

These are Tang tricolor ceramics!

Look at this horse, it’s so pretty… Is this blue and white porcelain?

It looks so beautiful.

Is it from the Ming dynasty?…

Is this really made of gold or just brass?”

Liu Hun said somewhat awkwardly to Mr.

Li, “Her curiosity is quite strong, Mr.

Li.

Don’t worry, if there’s any damage, name your price, and I’ll compensate.”

Mr.

Li, initially a bit apprehensive, instantly brightened up and laughed, “Manager Liu is indeed generous!

Please come in and take a closer look.”

Liu Hun and Zhong Xiao entered the inner part of the store and looked around thoroughly.

Although the storefront was small, it was complete in every detail.

What made Liu Hun more pleased was that Mr.

Li was willing to sell everything in the store at cost price to him.

The three talked in great detail and stepped to the front of the store.

Liu Hun said to Mr.

Li, “Mr.

Li, I’ll find someone to come over and do an evaluation.

We can discuss and negotiate as long as you’re willing to sell.

What do you say?”

“Sure!

If Manager Liu has spoken, there’s no problem,” Mr.

Li rubbed his hands and said, looking troubled about how to dispose of the antiques in his shop.

Since Liu Hun was willing to buy everything, it could not be more perfect.

If the person Liu Hun brought was an outsider, he could earn a bit more; if it was an expert, he’d earn less—but anyhow, getting rid of them was good enough.

Liu Hun asked Zhong Xiao to immediately call Old Mo San, but suddenly, he felt something was amiss.

It was… Qing’er!!!

Liu Hun suddenly realized that Shi Qing’er, who had just been chattering non-stop in the store, was nowhere to be found!