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After sending the two of them away, Zhou Lidong continued to take Jiang Xiaochuan to drink.

Under the influence of alcohol, Zhou Lidong's emotions became more and more intense, and his true feelings were revealed.

He sighed with emotion: "Xiaochuan, do you know? Over the years, people who approach me are basically doing it for money. But your actions today really touched me."

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, you are out of touch when you say that. We are brothers, and your business is my business."

The two had a few more drinks, and Jiang Xiaochuan was ready to leave because he had other things to deal with.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something and said: "Brother Zhou, you can help Yuyou buy an amulet later, just a gourd."

After Zhou Lidong heard this, he immediately wrote it down.

But he didn't know much about these things, and he felt a little embarrassed: "Brother, I'm afraid I have to leave this matter to you. You know, I only know how to make money, but I don't know anything about these mysterious things."

Jiang Xiaochuan thought about it. It happened that he was going to find Li Hongye, and he remembered that there was an antique market not far from there.

So he agreed.

Zhou Lidong was overjoyed after hearing this, "Okawa, you are really my lucky star! I leave this matter to you."

It was obvious that Zhou Lidong was very concerned about this matter.

"You must choose a good amulet for Youyou!"

After sending Jiang Xiaochuan out of the door, he couldn't help shouting again.

After coming out of Yunding Villa, Jiang Xiaochuan drove his car and drove straight to Li Hongye.

Along the way, Jiang Xiaochuan had already thought of his words.

He secretly calculated that he was 50% sure that Li Hongye could hand over Long Yu.

However, when they rushed to Li Hongye's residence, they learned that Li Hongye was not there.

Jiang Xiaochuan secretly shouted, "Fuck it," but he didn't dwell too much on it.

Maybe Li Hongye is in the hospital for examination.

Without stopping too much, he turned around and drove straight to the antique market.

However, Jiang Xiaochuan's luck didn't seem to be very good today.

In the huge antique market, he walked around and around, his eyes almost blurred, but he couldn't find the gourd he needed.

Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help scratching his head irritably.

His eyes continued to scan each stall, hoping to find a clue.

However, as time passed, his mood became heavier and heavier.

"Fuck, this is too bad luck!"

Jiang Xiaochuan finally couldn't help but cursed.

Just as he turned to leave, he saw a sign on the side of the antique market, "Antique Street"

Seeing this sign, Jiang Xiaochuan decided to try his luck.

When he walked to the door, he found another reminder: "Once purchased, it will not be returned. We will not be held responsible if it is stolen or robbed."

Seeing this sentence, Jiang Xiaochuan became interested. Maybe there was something really precious in it.

The street is not spacious, but it has its own quaint and mysterious atmosphere.

The shops on both sides of the street are well-proportioned, with either simple and elegant facades or unique and unique ones.

Compared with the bustling antique market outside, this place seems quieter, but still lively.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, everyone is looking for their own destiny.

Stall owners sit or stand, each guarding his own stall, chatting quietly with passing customers and bargaining.

Scanning several stalls, Jiang Xiaochuan found that some items exuded an indescribable yin energy.

Feelings are still fresh from the grave.

After taking a few steps forward, one of the stalls caught Jiang Xiaochuan's attention.

The stalls are filled with all kinds of antiques, from jades to bronzes.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man, with traces of time etched on his face, but his eyes are bright and shrewd.

When Jiang Xiaochuan approached the stall, he immediately greeted him warmly: "Sir, look at the treasures I have here. They are all high-quality products. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

There was a bit of pride in his voice, and he was obviously very confident in his collection.

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled slightly and glanced at the stall.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on a jade gourd.

This jade gourd is green in color, with a surface as smooth as jade and a warm luster.

Its shape is plump and round, with smooth lines, as if it were a masterpiece of nature.

Jiang Xiaochuan reached out and gently picked up the jade gourd, and suddenly felt a chill coming from it.

His heart moved, this jade gourd was exactly the treasure he was looking for.

The stall owner saw Jiang Xiaochuan was so interested in the jade gourd, and a proud smile appeared on his face: "This gentleman has really good taste. This jade gourd is the treasure of my store."

"Oh?"

Jiang Xiaochuan raised his eyebrows, "Then make a price."

The stall owner held out five fingers: "Fifty thousand, no bargaining."

Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes widened: "Fifty thousand, the boss must be conscientious in doing business."

"Hey, look what you said, I am the most conscientious person. How can I make money without my conscience?"

The stall owner refused to give way at all.