Tomb Raider: What the hell is this strange commission?

There is always a lot of excitement in Panjiayuan.

Some people successfully strike gold in the waves and become rich overnight, while others make a mistake and lose everything. Such stories happen every day.

But no matter what, it does not affect people from continuing to gather in this emerging antique market, making fun of those losers while waiting for the birth of the next legend.

However, this kind of bargain hunting business is mostly found at mobile vendors on the street, where people are constantly coming and going. However, antique shops with independent storefronts seem to be deserted and deserted, which makes the people inside feel relaxed.

"Hey, Mr. Hei, no one is born to like working. Let's admit it generously. It's not shameful. It's not a big deal."

The man with black glasses smiled and picked up the smallest card from his hand and threw it on the table: "I think what you said is quite right. There is nothing wrong with it. Anyway, I was not in the store for the past few months. I accepted that Boss Chi deducted my salary. It's just starvation, I'm used to it."

"But why do you sound like I'm going to make things difficult for you? None of us here will hold a grudge."

Chi Yu glanced at the man with black glasses, and played the last card in his hand expressionlessly, ending this game that had no suspense at all.

After losing another card game, Fatty Wang's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he grinned at Black Glasses with gritted teeth:

"Heiye, our boss is the landlord! When we play clockwise, you feed him cards. When we play counterclockwise, you block my cards. Fatty, I have never seen anyone play cards like you. I am your teammate, okay?"

"Oh, is that so?" Black Glasses covered his mouth with the cards in surprise. "People tend to forget things when they get older. I thought that's how cards are played."

Fatty Wang couldn't help but curse, "What's wrong? I've never seen anyone so happy after losing money."

"Hey, I'd love to."

As the man with black glasses said this, he moved closer to Chi Yu, put his arm on his shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Boss Chi, since I helped you win so much today... can you just give me my share?"

Chi Yu glanced at him and said, "I can win without you."

"Well, let's put it on the account first?"

"can."

Fatty Wang sat across from the two men, looking back and forth at the two bastards who were cheating people out of their money in front of him, and hissed, "No, so I'm the only one who paid out the money today? No matter how much performance I get this month, I can't stand you guys taking advantage of me like this."

The man with black glasses spread out his hands: "I can't help it. I can barely pay the rent this month. How can I pay the money? I have a good relationship with Boss Chi, so I can still pay him."

Facing the ugly face of the man with black glasses and thinking of the money he had lost, Fatty Wang couldn't help but feel sad. He threw the remaining cards on the table and slammed the table and stood up: "Damn it, Fatty, I won't play with you anymore!"

Seeing that Fatty Wang really didn't plan to play this time, Chi Yu turned his eyes away from the cards on the table and looked up at him: "Wait a minute."

Fatty Wang stopped what he was doing and gave him a puzzled look: "What's wrong, boss? Is there anything else?"

"You haven't paid for this game yet."

"..."

Fatty Wang's heart choked. He looked at Chi Yu, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a long time.

The guy with black glasses was watching the fun and laughing happily. He even wanted to add fuel to the fire, but Fatty Wang, who knew the future, stopped him with a gesture.

"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Hei, please stop talking. I'll give it to you, isn't that okay?"

Fatty Wang took out his wallet, reluctantly took out a few banknotes from it, put them on the table, and without even looking at them, ran quickly to greet the guest who had just come in from the door.

"My dear guest, what do you like? The things we have here are all first-class treasures, whether they are from the Han and Tang Dynasties or the Ming and Qing Dynasties. As long as you are interested, I can show them to you."

The customer hesitated for a moment and pointed to the display cabinet at the innermost side, where an open ivory fan was placed. The hollow carvings reflected the delicate light of white jade under the light of the booth, which was very beautiful.

Fatty Wang looked in the direction of the other person's hand and found that it was indeed one of those items that were only for display and not for sale. He sighed in his heart and began to explain the situation to the customer.

Chi Yu and Hei Yanjing both have very good hearing, so even the noise happening at the door is hard to be ignored by them. Naturally, they both know exactly what the guest is interested in.

The man with black glasses touched his chin and smiled: "Well, you have good taste. That fan is a rare tribute. It has been sold several times and its value has increased several times."

"You like to put these things in the store as a sign, I don't mind." Chi Yu slowly sorted out the scattered poker cards on the table, fiddling with them casually, "But, are you so poor that you can't pay the rent?"

"Yes." The man with black glasses said lightly, "Boss Chi is so cruel. He has destroyed my last hope in one fell swoop. I am a poor blind man. I may be kicked out by the landlord soon."

"Boss Chi, you have to take responsibility when the time comes and take me in when I'm homeless."

Chi Yu had a blank expression on his face: "If you are really short of money, just pick out one of those things and sell it, and you can live freely for a long time."

"Those things, um... can't be sold to others." Black Glasses smiled, "But if you are willing, Boss Chi, I can mortgage them all to you."

Hearing this, Chi Yu glanced at the man with black glasses and said, "This is not a pawn shop, and I am not doing charity. You put all your things here in the first place. If I accept your mortgage, what is the difference between that and giving you money for free?"

"So this kind of good thing that falls from the sky can't really happen to me, even once?" asked the man with black glasses.

Chi Yu's answer was also simple: "You are dreaming."