Leisurely Taoyuan

Chapter 309 The Arrogant Foreigner
Seeing that Wang Xiaoyu was speechless, Xue Zhilan couldn't help laughing: "I'm just kidding you, don't mind! By the way, Xiaoyu, do you know that you have become a great hero in Jinshi!"

"All the media at the scene were reporting on you, and even dug up your name, saying that you saved people at the fire scene regardless of the danger of your life, but died in the end!"

Wang Xiaoyu was taking a sip of soup and almost choked: "Ah, they said I was dead!"

Thinking about it, yes, they must not know that they came out from the back door!

And there were so many charred bodies found at the scene, so they concluded that they were dead!

"Sister Lan, don't talk about this, you have to keep a low profile!" Wang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

Xue Zhilan rolled her eyes: "You are such a fool!"

However, Xue Zhilan listened to Wang Xiaoyu and did not tell the matter.

Because today, she suddenly received a call from Qi Caijie. Qi Caijie kept crying on the phone and even said sorry to her!
The clever Xue Zhilan realized that there must be something going on here.She was careful and pondered over it carefully, and felt that it was better not to tell about Wang Xiaoyu's life.

Let Wang Xiaoyu be an unsung hero!

After Wang Xiaoyu rested for a few days, his body fully recovered.

What surprised Xue Zhilan was why Wang Xiaoyu recovered quickly every time she was seriously injured!

But she didn't ask Wang Xiaoyu, and Wang Xiaoyu said goodbye to Xue Zhilan because he was delayed in the city for a long time, and then left.

Wang Xiaoyu didn't go back to Shanshui Village immediately, but went to Zhang Qiang first.

Zhang Qiang and Sister Yan made the business of the milk tea shop very prosperous. Relying on the ugly fruits supplied by Wang Xiaoyu, customers lined up in long queues to buy drinks every day.

The weather was hot, Wang Xiaoyu walked over, his clothes were wet with sweat.

"Zhang Qiang!" Wang Xiaoyu shouted.

When Zhang Qiang saw that it was Wang Xiaoyu who came, he gave up all the work he was doing, and ran over immediately, made a cup of fruit milk tea for Wang Xiaoyu himself, and shouted with a smile: "Master, why are you here?" Don't say hello in advance, so I can pick you up!"

"Hehe, this is milk tea made from your sister-in-law's 38 big watermelons, drink a cup to quench your thirst!"

Wang Xiaoyu was also polite, and drank it as soon as he picked it up.

Immediately a refreshing entrance, extremely hearty.I was hot and thirsty just now, but my whole body felt cool in an instant, and I was no longer thirsty.

"Well, it tastes good! The brewing technique of this milk tea has improved a lot!" Wang Xiaoyu boasted.

Zhang Qiang was very happy when he heard Wang Xiaoyu's praise, "hehe" said with a smile: "It all depends on the ugly fruit of the master, otherwise how could it have such a good taste!"

At this time, sister Yan also came over and brought Wang Xiaoyu a glass of strawberry lemon juice.

"Master, thank you, if it weren't for you, our milk tea shop business would not be so good!" Sister Yan said sincerely.

"You've supplied us with a lot of ugly fruits this month, and I haven't had time to pay you, so I'll settle the bill later!"

Wang Xiaoyu knew that they had just opened a store and needed capital turnover, so he smiled and said: "Don't be in a hurry, you can pay me when you have enough money!"

Sister Yan said gratefully: "We already have plenty of money, and I will give it to you later!"

I don't know if I don't know it, and I'm startled when I get it.

It turned out that in this month alone, sister Yan bought thousands of catties of fruit from Wang Xiaoyu.

In this way, sister Yan made tens of thousands of yuan to Wang Xiaoyu!

Wang Xiaoyu didn't expect that Sister Yan's small milk tea shop could consume so much fruit in a month. He was quite surprised. It seems that Sister Yan's milk tea shop has a really good business.

Sister Yan directly transferred the money to Wang Xiaoyu. This time, Wang Xiaoyu did not refuse and accepted it.

"Zhang Qiang, I came here to buy ancient ceramics from you!" Wang Xiaoyu explained his purpose of coming.

Absorbing the aura of ancient ceramics is equivalent to eating, and it has become the norm to absorb it every once in a while.

In addition, Wang Xiaoyu exhausted his energy in rescuing people at the fire scene two days ago, and he has not fully recovered yet, so he came to Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang patted his chest immediately after hearing this and said, "No problem at all, I'll take you to the antique market to find treasures!"

"Does your father have it?" Wang Xiaoyu only hoped to buy it as soon as possible, because he was in a hurry to go back to the village!
Zhang Qiang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Don't tell me, Master Qing really found a piece of ancient ceramics for Dad, which is very valuable!"

Wang Xiaoyu said happily: "Then what are you talking about, take me there now!"

But Zhang Qiang hurriedly shook his head: "No, I haven't been back for a long time, my father will clean me up when he sees me!"

"Why does he have nothing to do with you!" Wang Xiaoyu was puzzled, and regardless of Zhang Qiang's answer or not, he grabbed Zhang Qiang and walked towards Zhang Qiang's shop.

Zhang Qiang didn't break free and had no choice but to be dragged back by Wang Xiaoyu.

As soon as I went back, I saw two foreigners in the store, a man and a woman.

Foreigners dress very richly, and they look like rich people.And raised his head high, very arrogant.

The foreigner called himself Smith, and he took his wife to look around the entire Zhang family antique shop, and then said in blunt Mandarin with great disdain: "Che, there are some great antiques in the shop. The shop is full of worthless goods. I can't see it at all."

As he said that, he looked very angry: "Really, it's a waste of my time. You Chinese, you just don't cherish time, and you are not honest. I should ask you to compensate me for the loss!"

After finishing speaking, Smith was about to go out angrily with his wife.

Unexpectedly, it was bumping into Wang Xiaoyu, and the door was not big, so Mr. and Mrs. Smith couldn't get out.

He was getting angry, and immediately yelled: "Stinky boy, get out of the way quickly, you really have no manners at all! No wonder people all over the world look down on Chinese people, what a country of etiquette is nonsense!"

Wang Xiaoyu originally disdained to make noise with a foreigner, but this guy couldn't keep up with a Chinese, so Wang Xiaoyu's anger also rose.

Just as he was about to refute the foreigner, Zhang Dajian greeted him with a smile, grabbed Smith, and said with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Smith, please don't be angry. Antiques, in fact, I still have a very valuable treasure that I haven't brought out, if you don't mind, you can keep your eyes open!"

"Oh, and precious treasures? You're not bluffing me, are you? You Chinese just like to lie!"

Wang Xiaoyu was so angry that he was panting heavily, thinking that if the foreigner said that the Chinese were not good enough, he would teach him a lesson.

Zhang Dajian quickly shook his head: "No, no, I never lied to you, if you stay a little longer, I will take out the treasure right away!"

Zhang Dajian personally brought a chair for the foreigner and asked the foreigner to sit down.

Then, he went to the back room and carefully carried out an old pottery.

The color of the pottery is off-white, and there are circles of threads on it. It may not be clear because it has been stored for too long, but it can still be seen if you look closely.

The appearance of pottery is a bit like a spittoon, just from the surface, it is very old-fashioned.

"What is this?" the foreigner asked, pointing.

Zhang Dajian quickly introduced: "Smith, this is a very rare treasure. It's not that the business is not good, I am reluctant to sell it! This pottery originated from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, and it is called white pottery with carved patterns. Don't look at its appearance. It’s crude, but it’s worth a lot because it has a long history and represents the Neolithic culture!”

Obviously, foreigners still know a lot about antique culture. Hearing this, a pair of small eyes obviously lighted up.

But soon, he shook his head like a rattle, and said with great disdain: "Cut, it's just a spittoon. You ancient people spit, with a lot of bacteria on it, it's too dirty , can be something good!"

Unexpectedly, the other party still had such logic, Zhang Dajian almost fainted.

Quickly explained: "Although it is a spittoon, it is indeed from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. It is a rare antique!"

The foreigner seemed very impatient, and asked: "You Chinese talk a lot of nonsense, so just say, how much will it cost?"

Zhang Dajian stretched out 3 fingers with a smile.

(End of this chapter)