Infinite Waste Pick-up System

C194 The Man Who Collects the Junk



C194 The Man Who Collects the Junk

Two million?    

    

Liu Fann nodded. According to the market price, two million was already considered high.    

    

"Okay, old mister, please. "    

    

Old Master Mo and Liu Fann came to a shop called Wan Gan Tang on the antique street.    

    

The owner of the shop was called Lee Xi. He was in his thirties and was as thin as a stick. His forehead was protruding, but his eyes were sharp.    

    

"Old Master Mo, you actually came. My humble shop is honored by your presence!"    

    

Lee Xi saw the old man and immediately went up to greet him. He smiled happily and was very respectful to the old man.    

    

"Lee, your Wan Gan Hall has been established for many years. You didn't mess up your grandfather's inheritance all these years, did you?"    

    

Old Master Mo said with his eyes wide open. Then, he smiled again.    

    

Liu Fann gradually understood from the conversation between Old Master Mo and Lee Xi. The old man's name was Mo Shutong, and the middle-aged man with a bad temper was Mo Shutong's butler, Wang Fu.    

    

Lee Xi was also famous in the antique street. There were rarely any fake items in the Wan Gan Hall.    

    

Lee Xi made Old Master Mo a cup of tea and said: "old master, I have been working diligently all these years. I dare not slack off at all!"    

    

As Lee Xi spoke, he saw Liu Fann and asked curiously, "This is?"    

    

"I am Liu Fann. "    

    

Liu Fann introduced himself in a very concise manner.    

    

Finally, Mo Shutong explained the reason for his visit.    

    

"I see. Old Master Mo, since you have spoken, I will give it a try. "    

    

Lee Xi took the jar from Liu Fann's hand and ran to the back of the hall.    

    

The tea mist was dense, and the fragrance assailed the nostrils. It refreshed the mind and mind.    

    

"Old Master Mo and Liu Fann, you two come and try. This is a good grade Pu-erh Tea. "    

    

As Lee Xi spoke, Mo Shutong drank slowly and savored it carefully.    

    

Liu Fann and Cui Zhigaang looked at each other and sat down without any hesitation.    

    

Liu Fann took a sip. He only felt that it was fresh and refreshing. It was fragrant and sweet.    

    

"How's the taste?"    

    

Mo Shutong said with a smile.    

    

Liu Fann shook his head and said, "It's barely alright. "    

    

It's still alright to force it?    

    

Mo Shutong was stunned. How could Mo Shutong not grasp the rhythm of Liu Fann's words?    

    

Cui Zhigaang was also anxious for Liu Fann. Why couldn't Liu Fann be more polite to sponsors?    

    

But when Cui Zhigaang thought that Liu Fann might not lack the two million, he immediately choked back what he wanted to say.    

    

Wang Fu, who was standing beside Cui Zhigaang, sneered and said, "Little brother, it's just tea. Don't pretend that you understand even though you clearly don't understand. "    

    

Liu Fann raised his head and looked at Wang Fu. He laughed in his heart. Wang Fu didn't seem to be broad-minded.    

    

"Wang Fu, don't talk too much. Little brother is also a true man. Everyone has their own happiness. " Mo Shutong glared at Wang Fu and said.    

    

Wang Fu immediately lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Yes, old master. "    

    

Obviously, Mo Shutong was very interested in Liu Fann. Mo Shutong continued to ask, "Little brother, what is on your shoulder? I see that you have been carrying it. "    

    

Mo Shutong's question immediately aroused Wang Fu's interest. Wang Fu stared straight at the woven bag on Liu Fann's shoulder.    

    

Cui Zhigaang, on the other hand, secretly wiped away his cold sweat. Cui Zhigaang knew that this was used by Liu Fann to collect junk!    

    

Cui Zhigaang hoped that Liu Fann would not say it out loud, otherwise, Liu Fann would lose face!    

    

"I will use it to collect junk. "    

    

I will use it to collect junk, Liu Fann said. Cui Zhigaang suddenly had the urge to die.    

    

"Collect the trash?"    

    

Mo Shutong and Wang Fu were dumbfounded when they heard this.    

    

Mo Shutong and Wang Fu were actually chatting with a raggedy person?    

    

Mo Shutong's hand trembled slightly as he served the tea. He quickly took a sip to calm himself down.    

    

"No wonder you have such good luck. It turns out that you got it through collecting raggedy things!"    

    

Wang Fu began to ridicule.    

    


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