This protagonist is really good

Liu Xinxin might have said she was tired, so she picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

When Lu Tianhao heard this, he didn't understand why Qu Linfeng wanted to commit suicide. He was just cheated of 8,000 yuan. This was the same as what Zhao Yang said. Could there be any changes later?

Lu Tianhao unconsciously put himself in the role of a listener, just like in the old tavern.

He helped Liu Xinxin fill the teacup, grabbed a handful of melon seeds on the fruit plate, and asked curiously while eating, "What happened next?"

Liu Xinxin took the teacup and took a sip. "I have to say that Boss Jin's craftsmanship is really good. Not to mention a newcomer, even I can't tell the real from the fake."

"Later...."

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Boss Jin smiled at Qu Linfeng who was going away, unbuttoned his Tang suit, revealing the gray vest inside that was deformed from washing.

Chen Shouzi also packed up quickly, put the things on the stall into his backpack one by one, and disappeared in the crowd.

The three met in a relatively clean dumpling restaurant, and each ordered a pound of dumplings and two bottles of Big Green Stick.

"Hey, I made 8,000 in the morning, plus the 15,000 given by Brother Six yesterday, that's 23,000. Let's come out to improve our food." Fatty Wang said, picking up a bottle of Big Green Stick and biting it open with his teeth.

Lao Jin took out his mobile phone and transferred 8,000 to Fatty Wang and Hu Shouzi. "We made a lot of money this time. I have transferred 8,000 to each of you."

Fatty Wang glanced at his mobile phone and said hurriedly, "Lao Jin, we each take 8,000, don't you lose 1,000? This time you have contributed the most, and you should take the biggest share!"

Hu Shouzi also chimed in, "Yes, Lao Jin, we can't take this money. Your eldest daughter is going to high school today, and she also needs money!"

"Hey, we have been together for more than ten years. This little money is nothing. Just take it." Lao Jin raised his hand to the two of them so that they don't have to return it.

Fatty Wang and Shouzi Hu looked at each other, thinking that it was the New Year and the holidays, so they would give the money to Lao Jin's two children in red envelopes and return it.

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Lao Jin stopped, but Qu Linfeng was targeted by another group of people.

Not long after Lao Jin left, a middle-aged man with a big belly called out to Qu Linfeng.

Wearing a pink shirt, with tattoos on his arms, and a big gold chain around his neck that would float up when he went to the swimming pool, he had a warm look on his face and came to Qu Linfeng, "Little brother, can you show me the inkstone in your hand?"

Qu Linfeng looked at the man in front of him warily, rubbed the inkstone in his hand, and thought to himself why there was another person who wanted to see his inkstone.

However, seeing that this man was smiling, with tattoos on his body and looked like he was not easy to mess with, Qu Linfeng didn't want to show him at first, but seeing that the middle-aged man had a smiling face like Maitreya Buddha, it was not easy to refuse directly, so he handed over the inkstone.

The middle-aged man looked at it for a few times, fumbled around, and then smacked his lips, "Good things are indeed good things, little brother, are you going to sell it?"

Qu Linfeng shook his head firmly, "I won't sell this thing!"

Qu Linfeng came here for the exam, not for making money. What will he do if he sells this inkstone to take the exam himself?

The middle-aged man smacked his lips, "Little brother, you should know that the price of antiques fluctuates greatly. This inkstone is only about 45,000 yuan even if it is in the hands of someone who likes inkstones. How about I give you 5,000 yuan more?"

Qu Linfeng still shook his head firmly, "No sale."

The middle-aged man saw that Qu Linfeng was so stubborn, and looked at the inkstone with a look of reluctance to let it go, and said in embarrassment, "Little brother, since you don't want to sell it, how about we exchange it?"

"Exchange?" Qu Linfeng was stunned when he heard it. This was something he had never thought of before.

The word "exchange" aroused Qu Linfeng's interest. Why didn't he think of it before?

He can exchange it!

Aren't there many people on the Internet who exchanged a lollipop for a car?

If so, why can't I exchange an inkstone for something more valuable?

Professor Tang's test question is to use 10,000 yuan to find a more valuable item!

If I use 10,000 yuan to buy an antique worth 50,000 yuan at first, and then with continuous exchanges, it reaches 100,000 yuan, it seems to be in line with the rules.

Qu Linfeng did not agree immediately, but said cautiously, "Okay! But I want to take a look at the things first."

The middle-aged man returned the inkstone to Qu Linfeng and smiled, "Then come with me, it's too noisy here, let's go to a quieter place."

Qu Linfeng followed with the inkstone in his hand.

As the middle-aged man walked, he opened the chatterbox carelessly, "Little brother, don't look at me like this, in fact, I am a person who particularly likes pens, ink, paper, inkstones, and literati calligraphy and paintings."

"Little brother, my name is Fang Zhuo, what about you?"The middle-aged man asked.

Seeing the middle-aged man's enthusiasm, Qu Linfeng couldn't help but answer, "My name is Qu Linfeng."

"I see that you are not very old, are you in school or working?"

"A student of the History Department of Monshan College."

The two chatted.

After passing a few alleys, the middle-aged man took Qu Linfeng to a small antique shop!

Qu Linfeng looked up and saw the three big characters "De Gu Lou" on it!

The shop is not big and you can see it all from the door. At this time, you can see a middle-aged woman in ordinary clothes holding a painting and bargaining with the boss.

"Boss, this painting of mine is an authentic work of Sun Kehong. You give 500,000, which is really too little. My family is in urgent need of money, otherwise I wouldn't sell it! ! "The middle-aged woman said with a pleading face.

"I admit that your painting is real, but the painting and calligraphy industry is not doing well recently, so it can only be worth this much money. "The boss had a look of annoyance on his face, as if to say that this was all he was going to give her, whether he wanted it or not.

Just when the woman was about to say something, the middle-aged man spoke loudly, "Boss, I have a good inkstone here, can you help me judge it?"

"Inkstone." The boss' eyes lit up, "There aren't any good inkstones recently, let me see if it's real."

"Boss, what are you talking about? My brother is a top student in the history department of Monsanto College, how could he buy a fake?" Fang Zhuo patted Qu Linfeng on the shoulder, "Brother Qu, show him the thing."

Qu Linfeng also showed a somewhat proud smile and handed the inkstone in his hand to the boss.

The boss began to look at the inkstone in Qu Linfeng's hand himself.

Fang Zhuo glanced at the scroll in the woman's hand and said carelessly, "Beauty, are you going to sell this painting?"

The middle-aged woman glanced at Fang Zhuo and said, "Yes!"

"Can you let me see it? "Fang Zhuo rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

The middle-aged woman looked at Fang Zhuo with a smile on his face, and handed the painting to him carefully. "This is Sun Kehong's authentic work. I have the appraisal certificate here."

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Liu Xinxin took another sip of tea. "Later, Fang Zhuo took the painting and walked out of the antique shop on the pretext of getting money, leaving Qu Linfeng behind."

"But Fang Zhuo never came back after he left."

"The middle-aged woman thought that Qu Linfeng and Fang Zhuo were in the same group, so she made a scene and asked Qu Linfeng to pay back the money."

"Finally, the people from the Ministry of Justice came and saw that this was obviously a scam."

"But the middle-aged woman had a formal appraisal certificate in her hand, and the people from the Ministry of Justice could do nothing about it."

"You want to catch a scammer, you also know that there are no surveillance cameras on the streets of this antique market."

"The antique shop owner forgot to turn on the surveillance camera that day. ”

“At the end of the mediation, Qu Linfeng was forced to write an IOU for 500,000 yuan before he was allowed to leave.”

“The next day, I heard that Qu Linfeng had committed suicide by jumping into the river.”

After saying that, Liu Xinxin poured herself another cup of tea and took a sip!

(PS: Originally, Qu Linfeng’s plot could have been written for one or two chapters, but I think it’s better to finish it quickly, so I won’t waste the word count.)

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