Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

The afterglow of the setting sun is like a layer of gauze, gently sprinkling on the earth, dyeing the sky of the alley with a light orange-red color.

As evening approached, the bleak autumn wind blew around Qi Tiezui's small table, and the fallen leaves fluttered down like butterflies dancing in the air.

Opposite the two people, there were several old trees whose leaves had turned yellow and were shaking in the wind, making a rustling sound, but it was not very loud.

Qi Tiezui sat on a soft cushion, crossed his legs and tried it out. He held a grass root that he had pulled from somewhere in his mouth and chewed it slowly, as if he could taste some flavor from it.

In the evening breeze, his eyes were a little blurry.

Why do I always feel anxious?

Qi Tiezui took out the grass root in his mouth, chewed it until it was almost peeled off, and threw it to the ground aside.

Jinnian stood aside, looking at Qi Tiezui quietly.

He stood here for a while, and the pair of black shoes on his feet turned gray, looking pitiful.

His hair was a little messy due to the wind, and in his empty hand he held a broom, which Qi Tiezui had taken out from some corner. It was not only small, but also had its tassels falling off.

Jinnian was using it to gently sweep the fallen leaves in front of the table. His hands kept moving, but his eyes were wandering. From time to time, he looked at the place where a few people had just disappeared. His handsome eyebrows were wrinkled, and he looked unhappy no matter how you looked at him.

"Xiao Jinnian, what are you looking at? Come on, bring me my banner. This is our storefront!" Qi Tiezui suddenly spoke with a hint of laziness and casualness in his voice, and he jumped up abruptly from the mat.

Jinnian came back to his senses and heard Qi Tiezui's words. He quickly put down the broom in his hand, held the banner in both hands, and turned around and walked closer.

His movements were a little hasty and he almost bumped into the table next to him. He glanced at the smooth handwriting on it and thought that Mr. Ba's handwriting was quite beautiful.

Qi Tiezui took it, unfolded it, patted it with his hands, and smoothed out the wrinkles. His movements were gentle and he treated it with great care. Jinnian glanced at the slightly yellowed corners and could tell that this thing was quite old. Master Ba had probably used it for a long time.

"Let me tell you, appearance is of utmost importance. Then there is the person's face, which is even more bewitching..." Qi Tiezui said as he pointed to his own face with a smug smile on his face.

Jinnian looked at him and saw that as soon as Qi Tiezui finished speaking, the table next to him fell down crookedly.

"!"

Jinnian screamed and reached out to hold the table, but it was too late. Some things on the table fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"My table! I spent a huge amount of money to buy it, but... that old Deng dared to lie to me. He said it wouldn't break in three years!" Qi Tiezui jumped up in anger, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He hurried over, squatted down, picked up the things on the ground, and kept cursing the man who sold the table. He blew away the dirt splashed on the table with heartache.

Jinnian looked down at his trouser legs, which were stained with a lot of dust splashed by the fallen table. He sighed helplessly and silently picked up the poor quality table parts, wondering whether he should sponsor Mr. Ba for a table. Jinnian used his hands to pull out the two soft cushions pressed underneath, and his eyes wandered, thinking, Oh, there is also a stool.

Qi Tiezui was cursing nearby, trying to find a place to put down the banner and fix the table, but the surroundings were very dirty and he couldn't find a place.

In the end, he could only put it on a strange-shaped rock. The opponent had the advantage that the place was bigger and he could barely put it down. Otherwise, what should he do? Qi Tiezui was reluctant to put his stuff on the ground.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he kept muttering, "What should I do? What should I do? I'm off to a bad start! Why do I always feel like something is weird? What did I forget...?"

The sky gradually darkened, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled weakly on the earth, leaving only a dim yellow. The area around the place chosen by Qi Tiezui was still very cold. The cold wind whistled past, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground. Jinnian rubbed his hands due to the cold, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Qi Tiezui stood in front of the table with spare parts, his brows furrowed, holding tightly in his hand a piece of stone he had picked up from the ground, which he could barely use as a hammer.

He moved twice, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He raised the stone and smashed it at the table leg, but the stone seemed to be deliberately against him. It always deviated from the target and hit the ground nearby, splashing up a cloud of dust.

"Hmm? That's weird. What's wrong with you?"

Qi Tiezui cursed as he tried. He tried a few more times, but the result was the same. The table leg seemed to have taken root and he couldn't hammer it in.

"It's bad, what does this mean......"

Jinnian couldn't think of any foreshadowing or anything like that. He just watched Qi Tiezui's clumsy appearance from the side. Seeing that he hit the ball crookedly, he felt a little worried for him.

He wanted to go up and help, but was afraid that Qi Tiezui would think he was meddling. Just as he was hesitating, the stone in Qi Tiezui's hand suddenly slipped and hit his foot.

"Oh, it hurts me so much!"

Qi Tiezui screamed, quickly squatted down, hugged his feet and rubbed them continuously. A painful expression appeared on his face, and he kept cursing the stone. He must have been very angry.

How could he not be angry? First he was surrounded by people, then he lost his stool, and now the table was broken. He kept muttering, "Is it because I'm unlucky today?" He said, "How come there are so many people here on weekdays, but today I didn't even see a ghost? He suspected that it was the work of the God of Bad Luck."

Seeing this, Jinnian couldn't bear it any longer. He hurried over and said to Qi Tiezui, "Master Ba, are you okay? Why don't you take a rest and let me try."

Qi Tiezui looked up at Jinnian, somewhat doubtful, but still forced a smile: "Can you do it?" Who cares if he is the god of bad luck or not, with Jinnian here, how could he be afraid?

Jinnian nodded, frowned, and said firmly: "Master Ba, don't worry, I can do it." He has experience.

After saying that, Jinnian took the stone from Qi Tiezui, walked to the table leg, squatted down, and carefully observed the position of the table leg.

He was more patient than Qi Tiezui. After looking for a while, he found that the gap between the table leg and the groove was a bit large, and the angle of the table leg was not right, which prevented Qi Tiezui from hammering it in.

Jinnian thought about it, then stood up, walked to the side, changed to a flatter stone, placed it under the table leg, then stepped on the stone with his feet, held the table leg with both hands, and lifted it up hard. His face turned red and the blue veins on his forehead bulged.

After pulling it several times, Jinnian finally lifted up the crooked table leg. Then he carefully aligned the table leg with the groove and slowly put it in to realign the track. However, strangely, when he let go of it, the table leg slipped out again.

"?"

Jinnian doesn't believe in evil and tries again.

This time he did not put the table leg directly into the groove. Instead, he first aligned one corner of the table leg with the groove, and then slowly turned the table leg so that the other end of the table leg was also aligned with the groove. Finally, after making sure that half of the table leg was stuck in the groove, Jinnian picked up another stone with a little excitement and smashed it down hard.

The legs of the table didn't quite match the grooves. It was probably because the merchant cut corners and used substandard legs to make up the numbers. But it didn't matter. Jinnian used a little force and forcibly squeezed the square corners into the slightly distorted and oval square grooves.

No skills, just strength...

"Okay, it's fixed!" Jinnian said happily, with a hint of excitement and pride in his voice. He stood up, patted the dust off his hands, and said to Qi Tiezui: "Master Ba, look, the table is fixed."

Qi Tiezui walked over, looked down at the repaired table, an expression of surprise appeared on his face. He didn't expect Jinnian to repair the table so quickly. He didn't hold out hope. After all, he had always been the one who destroyed things. The single sofa of Master Fo was trampled and broken by him after he turned back into his former self...It's very expensive, but it's not his, so he doesn't feel bad about it, hehe.

"Xiao Jinnian, why are you so powerful?"

Qi Tiezui patted Jinnian's shoulder and praised him.

Jinnian smiled awkwardly, and suddenly remembered what he had done before, his face flushed red, he seemed to have dismantled these small tables and chairs a lot, but Er Yuehong didn't scold him, instead he called Uncle Fu over and learned to repair them with him, and he didn't say anything to him after he dismantled Uncle Fu's things, instead he bought more sofas for him to play with................

As soon as the two men finished, Qi Tiezui put the things on the big rock on the table and placed the banner on it.

The last rays of sunset gradually disappeared in the horizon, and night began to cover the earth. The cold wind blew like an ice knife, rolling up the dry and yellow leaves on the ground, making a crisp sound, making this place look particularly bleak and deserted.

Qi Tiezui lit a lamp in front of his small table. The dim lantern swayed in the wind, as if it would go out at any time. The light shone on the faces of the two people, flickering and casting different shadows.

The surroundings were very quiet. Two people had just chatted for a while. They were just free and even played the childish game of statues. At this time, a different voice became particularly obvious.

The figure of a middle-aged man appeared in the darkness in the distance. His footsteps were hurried and panicky, and every step seemed like he was avoiding something. His eyes revealed obvious panic and uneasiness. He looked back from time to time, as if something terrible was chasing him from behind.

The middle-aged man saw the dim little lantern from a distance, trotted over to Qi Tiezui's table and stopped.

He was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling violently. He hesitated for a long time before raising his head. He looked at Qi Tiezui and Jinnian with wandering eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Qi Ba's shop?"

Qi Tiezui nodded with a gentle smile on his face, but there was a different look in his eyes, and said, "Yes, I am Qi Tiezui. May I ask what can I do for you?"

Wow, I haven’t seen such a “black” person for a long time.

Qi Tiezui usually gives fortune-telling to others, but he will also tell fortunes for others when he is in a good mood. Everyone knows this, but he usually dresses up so that the common people can't recognize him and think of him as a quack doctor. This is called a good deed, and he doesn't leave his name~

It's too far. Qi Tiezui squinted at him. He didn't advertise it, so how did he recognize him? When he came here, he pretended to be a quack doctor. Hehe, another flaw.

The middle-aged man glanced back and forth between Qi Tiezui and Jinnian several times, his eyes full of vigilance and uneasiness. He hesitated for a long time before stammering, "I...I want to ask you for a fortune-teller."

Qi Tiezui smiled, looking straight ahead, and said, "Okay, what do you want to calculate?"

Jinnian glanced at Qi Tiezui, whose tone was obviously not right. He didn't understand what was wrong, but when he saw Qi Tiezui winking at him with a smile, he stopped worrying and sat back down, crunching the cold and hard candied haws.

For fear of disturbing the two people, Jinnian moved to the side, turned his back to them, found a small corner, and ate with a crunching sound, like a little mouse stealing food.