universal repair shop

Chapter 17 The Broken Blue and White Porcelain Plate

Happiness Road, North Road.

"It's over, it's over." A middle-aged man held a ball of paper in his arms and walked down the street with blank eyes.

Messy hair, messy clothes.

and bloodshot eyes.

All of them show how bad the state of the middle-aged man is.

boom!Hit someone.

The middle-aged man bumped into a young man, and the unprepared young man was staggered, but the middle-aged man seemed to be unaware of it, and continued to move forward mechanically.

The young man was naturally unhappy, and directly chased after him.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

shouted the boy.

"..."

"You hit someone, didn't you see it?" the young man said reluctantly.

"..."

"You're not a fool, are you?"

The boy cursed.

"..."

"Damn, you really are a fool, count me unlucky." The boy left cursing.

"It's over, it's over."

The middle-aged man was talking to himself.

Seeing what happened to the young man, passers-by on the road began to avoid the middle-aged man one after another, and looked at the middle-aged man with strange eyes.Especially the adults with children, they pulled the children away to hide, for fear of getting a little bit of bad luck from the middle-aged man.

boom!The middle-aged man bumped into something again.

However, this time it wasn't human.

But a trash can.

Unsurprisingly, the middle-aged man fell to one side, but what was surprising was that the first thing the middle-aged man was protecting was not himself, but the paper bag in his arms.thump!The middle-aged man's left side fell to the ground and hit the pavement hard.

ah!With a gasp, the middle-aged man finally regained his senses.

"My baby, my baby..." The middle-aged man ignored the severe pain in his left arm, but opened the paper bag in his arms nervously.

Now, everyone is curious.

what baby
Let the middle-aged man be so obsessed that he doesn't even care about his own safety.

Crash!In an instant, there was a circle of people around the middle-aged man, men and women, old and young, which confirmed the Chinese people's habit of watching the excitement. Among them, there were a few young people with evasive eyes, obviously not having any good intentions.

The middle-aged man seemed not to see everyone, and opened the paper bag as if no one else was there. Seeing his cautious appearance, he must be treating his newborn baby like this.

Now, the people around are even more curious.

People kept coming around.

One lap, two laps...

In just a short time, seven or eight circles were surrounded, no less than a few hundred people.

Snapped!The paper bag was opened.

All together, everyone stretched their necks to look over, and among them a few young men with malicious intentions squeezed in, as if they were ready to strike at any time.

"Bah, what a madman, I wasted my time for nothing." At this moment, a curse sounded, and a man turned away with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Hey, he really is a psychopath, holding a pile of junk as treasure."

"Let's go too quickly! I think this person's brain is not normal, and he might do something crazy in a while. You know, killing people with mental illness is not against the law!"

"Yes, let's go."

In the sound of echoing, the crowd who had been surrounded by the inner three floors and the outer three floors immediately dispersed completely.As for the young men with malicious intentions, after seeing the contents of the paper bag, they each gave the middle-aged man a hard look and left one after another.

In a blink of an eye, only the middle-aged man was left sitting on the ground, holding a paper bag carefully with both hands.

In the opened paper bag, pieces of tiles were revealed.

That's right, it's just a piece of porcelain.

These porcelain pieces vary in size, the small ones are only the size of a fingernail, and the large ones are the size of a fist, and their shapes are also extremely irregular. They are obviously fragments of a piece of broken porcelain.

Seeing that there was no problem with the tiles, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh of relief, and carefully rewrapped the paper bag.It wasn't until this moment that the middle-aged man felt the sharp pain from his left arm, and couldn't help checking the injury.Fortunately, although there were a lot of bruises, the bones were not injured.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man who just stood up let out a sound of surprise.

Follow the eyes of the middle-aged man.

It turned out to be a shop, a universal repair shop.

But the middle-aged man didn't stare at the shop's signboard, but at the billboard next to the shop's door, where it was written in large characters, "Business scope: bad things, affordable!"

"Bad stuff!" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, as if possessed by a demon, he walked straight towards the shop with the paper bag in his arms.

……

After discussing with Zhou Yu about the 3D animation, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Tianze went to Shencheng Peking University Hospital to visit Qiao Qiao again, and then took the subway back to the shop.

No, just finished cleaning.

A middle-aged man holding a paper bag stumbled into the shop.

"Are you... do you repair antiques here?" the middle-aged man asked panting.

"Antique?" Tian Ze was stunned for a moment.

"Can't it be repaired?" The fire in the middle-aged man's eyes disappeared again.

"Let me take a look." Tian Ze didn't promise.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man also calmed down at this moment, how could a repair shop have the ability to repair antiques?But the little hope in his heart made the middle-aged man reluctant to give up. The things in the paper bag had spent all his savings!Once something goes wrong, maybe the family will fall apart.

It turns out that the middle-aged man's name is Zeng Tianming, and he is a peddler who resells antiques.To put it bluntly, they are those who sell fake antiques to deceive people in Antique Street. Although they can't be said to be rich, they still lead a well-to-do life. Among all the hawkers who resell antiques, they can be regarded as doing well.

The reason why Zeng Tianming was able to succeed was because he had always adhered to an iron rule, that is, not to touch real antiques.It sounds funny, a peddler who resells antiques never touches real antiques, but this is the only way for Zeng Tianming to get ahead.

The reason why Zeng Tianming didn't touch real antiques was because of the fear in his heart.Zeng Tianming has seen with his own eyes, a senior who is many times more intelligent than he thinks, just because of an antique, his family went bankrupt, and his wife and children ended up being separated.

But this time, Zeng Tianming violated his own iron rules.

He's out.

He spent a full 100 million to buy a piece of blue and white porcelain, because he was sure it was real.A blue-and-white rhombus dish with intertwined branches and lotus patterns from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty!It can be sold at a sky-high price of at least 160 million, a full profit of 60!In the end, Zeng Tianming still couldn't hold back his greed.

Now, Zeng Tianming has paid the price for his greed.

The blue and white porcelain I bought for 100 million yuan automatically broke into pieces the next day.This is obviously a trap designed by the other party. The blue and white porcelain is indeed real, but it is just fragments that have been temporarily glued together! One million instantly turned into hundreds of dollars of waste. How could Zeng Tianming accept this?

As the paper bag was opened, Tian Ze also saw clearly the contents of the paper bag.

"Can it be repaired?" Zeng Tianming asked nervously.

"Is there nothing missing?" Tian Ze asked with a frown as he looked at the pile of debris.

"No, not a lot." Zeng Tianming affirmed.

"Yes." Tian Ze nodded.

"Really?" Zeng Tianming's whole body began to tremble with excitement.

Tian Ze didn't speak, just nodded again.

"May I ask, after the porcelain is repaired, will there be obvious traces? If there are obvious traces, I would rather not repair it, and I will not pay you anything." Zeng Tianming continued to ask.

In Zeng Tianming's eyes, the restoration of antiques is naturally to use glue to re-glue the pieces together. This is nothing unusual, even Zeng Tianming himself can do it.The difficulty lies in the seamlessness. After all, it is an antique that has been glued together again. If you want to prevent the antique from showing any flaws, you must be a master of antique restoration.

"Guaranteed to give you a perfect repair."

Tian Ze said confidently.

"Really?" Zeng Tianming's breathing was a little short.

Could it be that the young man in front of him is actually a hidden master of antique restoration?This is not impossible, after all, high-level people always act differently from ordinary people.

"But the price is not cheap." Tianze added.

"I'm willing to pay any amount, as long as you can fix it." Zeng Tianming said immediately.

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