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Lin Xiao walked up to the man and took a closer look at the things on the cart. He saw that they were all bottles and cans, and he couldn't tell which one was the good one.

"Brother, what's your name?" Lin Xiao smiled.

"What do you call it? I'm just a tattered collector. Everyone calls me a tattered marquis!" The man saw Lin Xiao with a little girl and two puppies. It was the first time he had seen such a strange combination, but Yaya's cute appearance made him let down his guard.

Lin Xiao's face remained calm, but his heart was shocked, what a mess?Isn't this a person under Zhengyangmen?How would it appear here?

He took a closer look at the tattered Hou, and found that he was indeed much younger than the one on TV. It seemed that he was the tattered Hou when he was young.

"Brother Hou, don't get me wrong, I just saw that you collected so many bottles and cans. I'm curious, are you planning to send them to the waste recycling station?" Lin Xiao asked.

Hearing Lin Xiao asking about these bottles and cans, Broken Hou suddenly became vigilant, and he asked in a cold voice, "What do you do, why are you asking this?"

Lin Xiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect the broken Hou to be so vigilant, he quickly said: "Brother Hou, don't get me wrong, I usually like to collect these things, if you want to sell them at the waste recycling station, you might as well directly Sell ​​it to me, it is guaranteed to be higher than the price of the waste recycling station, and it will save you a trip, right?"

Poor Hou looked at Lin Xiao's calm face, and suddenly laughed: "Boy, which family do you belong to? You picked it up on me. Didn't the elders in the family tell you the name of Poor Hou?"

Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red. He had forgotten that this was the grandson of the prince. He lived in the palace when he was young and used gold bars as building blocks to play with. How could something good escape his eyes? .

"Brother Hou, you misunderstood. My parents are gone, and there are no elders in my family. I really just like these things myself. Please forgive me for being abrupt!" Lin Xiao said sincerely.

Hearing that Lin Xiao's parents were gone, Poor Hou's face softened, and he said slowly, "You really like it? Didn't someone ask you to test me?"

You must know that in this era, collecting antiques and cultural relics is not allowed. If someone knows that he has secretly collected so many antiques, he will not be able to keep the things, and people will suffer.

"I really like it myself. I usually like to study these things when I have nothing to do. It's a pity that no one taught me. I just figured it out by myself!" Lin Xiao said. He would rather pick up junk than sell the good things passed down from his ancestors, and even kept collecting antiques.

Among other things, his house at No. 130, Yanzhi Hutong is full of antiques and cultural objects. Apart from giving Han Chunming a lotus sticker box, he never sold a single antique in his life.

"If this is the case, then forget it, but you can't be so reckless in the future, I'm the only one who can talk, if you meet someone else, maybe you will be beaten up, you must know that in this circle, there will be a fortune, you If you come up so rashly, people who don't know will think you want to grab something!" Poor Hou laughed.

"Yes, yes, Brother Hou's lesson is, I don't know what good things Brother Hou received this trip? Can you open my eyes?" Lin Xiao did not forget his purpose.

Broken Hou frowned, this kid is really a stunned young man, just now he made such a rash request, not to mention whether we can discuss this kind of topic on the street, I don't know him Yes, why should you open his eyes?
"Sorry, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first!" Poor Hou pushed the cart and left.

Only then did Lin Xiao realize that he was not such a reckless person, but he was a little excited when he wandered around for half the morning and suddenly found surprises and shocks, and he suddenly met the tattered Hou, so he lost his composure.

Lin Xiao didn't continue to pester Poor Hou, looking at his back as he went away, Lin Xiao was thoughtful, and even Poor Hou came out, would Old Man Guan, the admiral of the Nine Gates, be somewhere in this city?And Han Chunming, that silly boy, he is probably only in his early ten years old now, and I don't know if he will hang himself on Su Meng's crooked neck tree in his life.

However, now that he has met the Broken Hou, Lin Xiao will definitely not let him go easily. It's not that Lin Xiao has his eyes on his good things. A gentleman loves money in a good way. The idea of ​​his collection, but Poor Hou is an old man in the Forty-Nine City. He walks around the streets all day, so he must know which one has good things. Much stronger?

However, Lin Xiao's first impression of Poor Hou was not very good. He has to think about how to change Poor Hou's impression of him.

There is no rush for this matter, anyway, Lin Xiao knows where the tattered Hou's house is.

Lin Xiao continued to wander around with Yaya, and unknowingly came to the vicinity of the Red Star Workers' Children School. He suddenly saw a familiar figure, with one arm hanging from the stick or who?
Stick didn't know that he was seen by Lin Xiao. He wandered outside for a long time, and finally found out that the place where the senior students often went was an abandoned playground behind his school.

Stick tremblingly came to the abandoned playground, he may not be seen as a domineering in the yard, but in the eyes of a real ruffian, he is not even a fart, you must know that the little ruffian in Sijiu City at that time was really daring The Lord who stabs people with a knife.

A dozen and a half kids on the playground were venting their energy crazily around a dilapidated football, when suddenly one of the kids saw the stick, pointed at him and shouted: "That boy, this is our territory, we don't want to suffer!" Hurry up and get out!"

Several other people laughed when they saw the stick with its arms hanging: "So it's a cripple!"

Sticking the bullet and shouting: "I'm looking for Brother Qiang!"

A [-] or [-]-year-old boy with a cigarette in his mouth came over and took a look at the stick: "I think you look familiar! What do you want me to do? If it's for some trivial matter, you don't even need the other arm wanted!"

Bang Geng shuddered, nodded quickly and said, "Brother Qiang, I'm from the same school as you, my name is Jia Geng, and I'm in the fifth grade of Red Star School!"

Brother Qiang frowned and thought for a while: "Jia Geng? No impression!" He said impatiently: "If you fart, let it go!"

Stick gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Qiang, I want you to help me teach someone a lesson!"