Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 70

antique?

"What?" I stopped and looked at him warily.

"If you know any rich guy, please introduce him to me!" The old man winked at me, "I have good stuff waiting to sell."

"Hey, let me make it clear in advance, I won't be your agent!" I looked at this guy warily - who knows what tricks he might come up with next? Last time, he said a piece of fake jade worth tens of dollars was a personal accessory of a general in the Song Dynasty, and almost cheated a black-hearted developer out of tens of thousands of dollars.

To be honest, I don't think people in any dynasty would be that sick - who would carry such an ugly thing with them for no reason?

If you dare to give this to the general, the general will chop you into pieces.

But the developer was probably possessed by Wang Er, and he really believed that the thing was an antique passed down from eight generations of ancestors, and he almost bought it.

Later, because the developer hired someone who knew the business to see through his plan, the old man lost the opportunity to become a nouveau riche.

So he cursed all day long and threatened to throw feces at the door of the appraisal shop in the middle of the night. I don’t know whether the toilet sanitation work or the store security work was done well, but the old man was angry for half a year but still failed to succeed.

Afterwards, the old man revealed that the box of strangely shaped objects were actually unsold jade carvings of Fuwa from the 2008 Olympics. They were bought from a counterfeiting den in the south of the city for eight yuan each. With his bizarre counterfeiting methods, he managed to make them into a dirty antique with a style similar to the Sanxingdui aliens.

That’s right, the little thing that looks like the Nine-headed Insect in Journey to the West with a Shamatte design is actually the Fuwa.

Later, I saw a lot of the same stuff. To be honest, I think there was probably another box under his bed.

But I don’t admit that the shit-like thing is the Fuwa at all!

The old man even showed them to me one by one...

'Beibei', 'Jingjing', 'Huanhuan', 'Yingying', 'Nini'...

The five strange creatures stood in a row, showing creepy smiles.

Who would buy this? I almost pissed myself looking at the empty eyes of these guys!

Only Wang Er would fall for this kind of trick...

My eyes became more alert: "Uncle, what are you going to do this time? Haven't all the Fuwa been sold out yet?"

The old man patted his head and laughed cheerfully, "Oh, there's one left." He then began to rummage through his bag, winked at Liu Yutong, and handed her a Fuwa that looked like ET: "Little sister, this is for you."

Liu Yutong stared at that unknown thing with an expression of disgust and fear. She hugged my legs in panic and shook her head desperately.

"Your Calabash Brothers... you should keep them for yourself." I waved my hands as if I had a toothache, not daring to take the thing, for fear that I would be possessed by some strange evil spirit after touching it, kicking my legs, rolling my eyes, twitching, or something like that...

We must be on guard against things like voodoo dolls.

"This is a little something," the old man forced the thing into my hand, and then looked at me eagerly. "Xiaoshan, you have always been a smart child..."

Wisdom... don't all men have it...

Well, I frowned and looked at him warily, "Don't you know a lot of guys who deal in antiques? Like Lao Li with a sloping foot, Zhao Si with a crooked mouth, and the like?"

"They are not presentable. They are just some scumbags." The old man waved his hand disdainfully, then stretched his head out and whispered to me quietly, "I really have a big business this time..."

Big business?

He stroked his beard proudly, "This time, this thing..."

"Which ancestor passed it down to you? Qiu Chuji?"

"Bah!" The old man glared at me. "Why do you care where it came from? Anyway, it has a very important origin."

"What? Did you dig up some ancient tomb?"

The old man looked nervous: "Don't talk nonsense, kid! These days, the inspection is strict! I have antiques, don't tell anyone except those who really want to buy them! Trouble comes from the mouth!"

I was amused. This old man... really thought he was holding a treasure? Just don't give me a stone sculpture of a monkey with a tumor on his cheek - that kind of thing has really threatened the public aesthetics of human society.

"Okay, okay," I waved my hands in a daze, "I'll introduce you to someone. I know a rich second-generation guy. He's definitely stupid, but he definitely has a lot of money."

"Good boy!" The old man looked at me cheerfully, "Tell me if you have any problem. As long as it's about our community, there's nothing I can't solve!" He patted his skinny chest.

Well... you should beat Aunt Wang in a one-on-one duel first. I complained in my heart, but still didn't say anything. I bit the bullet and said goodbye to the old man, and took Liu Yutong to walk towards home.

Holding a weird thing that looked like a cross between a 'craft' and a 'cursed doll' in his hand, he felt extremely embarrassed and didn't want to stay outside for even a second.

A moment later, in the kitchen.

"I'm so tired..." I threw the Wei Ji Xian on the table and rubbed my shoulders.

"What's wrong?" Liu Shitong looked at me with concern.

I held the "artwork" in my hand in front of her with a look of despair on my face: "Look, what is this?"

Liu Shitong was startled like a deer. She took a few steps back before cautiously shaking her head left and right to observe the thing: "What is this?"

"Antique." I yawned. "Antique from 2008."

"What is this sculpture..." Liu Shitong looked at it cautiously, "Medusa? Hmm, it doesn't look like..."

"Fuwa 'Beibei'," I said with a silly smile, "It's the one with the salted fish on its head."

A hint of hidden disgust flashed across Liu Shitong's eyes. "Did you buy it?"

"A certain old general bought it wholesale." I smiled grimly. "Just imagine, these things are in a group of five, placed on the bedside, smiling at you, and there is a whole box under the bed..."

Thinking of that hellish scene, Liu Shitong shuddered with fear: "Will anyone buy... this thing?"

I smiled and shook my head, then my expression froze——

I suddenly thought, where did those strange Fuwa dolls of Mr. Qiu go?

Forget it, I'd better not think about it, so as to avoid having a restless sleep.

There are too many secrets in history, it is better for them to remain dormant forever.

"Brother-in-law..." Yutong looked at me pitifully, "Why and when do we eat? I'm so hungry..."

"Right away, right away," I touched her head, "Wait for me, I'll be back and cook."

I have to put this ugly thing away first...

Since my sister has been sleeping soundly, I need to give her a surprise gift.

I pushed open the door, looked at my sister who was sleeping soundly, and quietly placed Beibei in front of her. Beibei stared at her sister with his tilted head, and the three bottomless black holes in his mouth and eye sockets formed a creepy smile...

Good night, sister.

May Fuwa bless you.