Chapter 237

Jiang Yao is a surprise, did not expect that the value of vision has been improved there are such benefits? It's a good tool for picking up leaks in the antique street.

It's a pity for Jiang Yao. She has added all the values to her physical strength, and her liking hasn't changed much recently.

"Jiang Yao, buy that bottle. You sell it later and earn money. Buy me that ring!" Mo's tail made Jiang Yao sweep and urged him to ask how much the bottle cost. He still thinks about the ring in the window.

Jiang Yao's hair was smeared on Mo's face by his tail. He slapped him on the bottom and beat him straight.

"Boss, how about the bottle at the back?" Jiang Yao looks at the pile of rubbish behind the boss, and only one bottle falls on the ground.

The stall owner was stunned. Unexpectedly, the little girl in front of him asked about something else without saying whether to use the sword. He looked back at the invisible bottle he had left behind him. He was immediately happy. "Little girl, that thing is not worth money. Don't ask for it. Listen to uncle. Ask for the sword. I sold a painting a few days ago. I sold it for 1000 yuan, and the man sold it back for 200000 yuan! This sword will certainly sell for a higher price! "

"Is that a vase?" Jiang Yao has no enthusiasm for the broken sword, but is interested in the bottle that Mo said has a history of thousands of years. She is short of money now. It would be good if she could sell it and make a profit.

"What vase! Little girl, that's not a vase! " The stall owner waved, "that's a nightpot! Do you know what a nightpot is for? "

Jiang Yao's face turned red.

Teapot

Of course, she knows what it is. A nightpot is a man's urinal in ancient times!

When Jiang Yao watched the stall owner talking, he kicked the bottle with his feet raised. As soon as the bottle turned around, a handle came out, and the stall owner was disgusted with it. "I gave this thing away with other things. It's free. What's the good thing? Besides, it's not nice to buy such things at your girl's house. "

Jiang Yao knows that it's a night pot and is not going to buy it!

Let alone thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, hundreds of millions of years of things she does not want!

Jiang Yao turns around and goes away. She looks taut, stares at the silence in her eyes and arms, and scolds, "you are not reliable!"

Mo exploded directly. "Buy it! Why don't you buy it! That thing is an antique in your mouth! "

As Jiang Yao goes further and further away, Mo seems to see his new toys are also farther and farther away from him.

"It's a nightpot! In ancient times, when I think of a man's urinal, I feel sick when I touch the mouth of the pot! You still want me to buy it? Buy after holding back to the dormitory, and then put in the dormitory day and night? I'm not a pervert! " As soon as Jiang Yao was angry, he threw Mo back to the ground. "You go!"

Where Mo knows what a nightpot is, he only knows the value of antiques. Money can buy him new toys. Seeing how angry Jiang Yao is, he feels that Jiang Yao is unreasonable, unreasonable, and even hypocritical!

Don't say that Jiang Yao can't pass the stage of her own cleanliness addiction. She thinks that if Lu Xingzhi knew that she had bought an antique nightpot to go back, Lu Xingzhi would probably clean her up.

Unless she pays for it and doesn't want her to touch it, someone will buy it immediately and don't let her see it again. Otherwise, she feels sick.

In ancient times, a man's wives and concubines were looking for flowers and willows. Who knows if the owner has any disease or disgusting hobbies.

Think about it and feel sick! Let alone touch it!