The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

Fu Yueci, who was squatting on the ground, watched for a long time, then stood up with disinterest.

It feels so-so. I might as well go and look at the jade pendant.

The boss hasn't reacted yet.

Is he leaving now? Anything from his stall is enough for the young master to finish work and take the young lady home to sleep.

He only watched for two minutes and then left?

This is too tactless.

Thinking of the young lady who was still suffering, he had to keep this man no matter what.

"Wait a moment."

The boss's sudden words did succeed in keeping Fu Yueci.

He visited so many stalls tonight, and the owners ignored him, but this was the first person who took the initiative to talk to him.

So he came back and squatted in front of the stall again.

Fu Fengzhao kept standing because he wanted to hold Qingqing.

Fu Yueci, who was squatting in front of the stall, was quite surprised and asked curiously, "You guys will take the initiative to talk to people?"

The boss's face was speechless in the dim light, but fortunately no one else could see it.

Of course they can talk, they are not passers-by NPCs.

He thought so in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, he still said a classic NPC line.

"Young man, I think you and I are destined to be together. How about this: no matter what you buy at my stall today, I'll give you a 20% discount."

Fu Yueci didn't seem overjoyed when he heard this. Instead, he asked him suspiciously, "Is this some new marketing tactic?"

Or is it that this person has too much inventory and is using this term to attract people to clear out the stock?

He thought he was being very cautious, shook his head, and said something that almost made the boss faint, "No, cheap goods are not good."

The boss' smile froze instantly and he had to maintain a polite smile on the surface, but he had already started cursing in his heart.

You don't even want the good things that are delivered to your door. You deserve to be cheated!

If it were any other time, he would have frowned and kept silent, but things were different now.

Now the lady is still in this man's hands. As long as he doesn't buy something good, the lady won't be able to go back and sleep well.

So, no matter how angry he is, he has to be coaxed.

Just as he was thinking about what to say to entice the young master to stay, he suddenly heard a dazed baby voice in his ears.

Qingqing woke up.

She didn't sleep well at all. When she woke up, she subconsciously raised her arms to take off the mask that was hurting her face.

Fu Fengzhao held her hand, which felt warm, like holding a hot object and pinching it.

He looked at Fu Yueci, who was squatting on the ground, with some displeasure and said coldly, "Are you done?"

The little girl also called him aggrievedly, "Brother, go home~"

Fu Yueci was still struggling, and responded ruthlessly, "Five minutes, wait for me five more minutes, sister..."

The owner of the stall stared at him in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

Animals!

What’s the difference between this and animals!

The young lady is so cute, how cold must this man's heart be to say such cold words!

This was too much. The boss even wanted to stand up and overturn the stall, then beat up the beastly young master in front of him, and then respectfully send the young lady back to the Xiao family and send her to sleep with the master.

Really, I made myself so angry.

Fu Yueci was not completely careless, he was already very anxious.

I picked and chose in front of the stall in front of me and finally chose the cheapest one.

"This is it." He made up his mind and looked up to ask the boss, "How much is this?"

It was a Xianfeng Tongbao coin from the Qing Dynasty with the Bagua Palace on the back. If sold, it would probably fetch between 50,000 and 60,000 yuan. However, thinking that his daughter was still in his hands, the boss gritted his teeth.

"five hundred!"

"Five hundred?" Fu Yueci felt it was a bit too cheap, as if he had really bought a fake.

He started to feel conflicted again.

At this moment, a soft little hand patted his shoulder, and the little girl spoke in a soft and tender voice.

"That's it, brother."

Hearing Qingqing's voice, Fu Yueci turned around with a hint of surprise, "Are you having an intuition, sister?"

Qingqing didn't say anything. She wasn't having an intuition, she was just very sleepy.

Since Qingqing said so, Fu Yueci naturally wouldn't hesitate any longer.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter even if it’s fake. You can’t buy anything with 500 yuan.

After paying the money readily, he took the copper coin and was finally able to go back.

The dazed little Dumpling heard the word "go home" in a half-asleep and half-awake state.

Even though she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, she still forced herself to cheer up and said in a baby voice, "Yeah~"

I can go home and sleep with my mom.

On the way back, Fu Fengzhao was driving in front. Qingqing was sleeping soundly. Fu Yueci held her head with one hand and carefully examined the copper coins he had just bought from the stall with the other hand.

If his sister hadn't slapped him at that time, he would definitely ask the boss to change one.

This seems too unreliable.

Thinking of this, he rubbed Qingqing's little head again.

When I arrived at the door, the housekeeper and Shuangjiang from the Xiao family next door were already waiting to pick up the child.

After handing the sleeping Qingqing to them, Fu Yueci stopped Shuangjiang who was about to leave.

He came forward and handed over the copper coins he had bought mysteriously.

"Aunt Frost, please help me check whether this copper coin is real or fake, and how much it is worth."

At the same time, he waved to the bodyguard standing next to him, "Brother, come and help me turn on the light."

Frost didn't even need to look, "Really."

The people downstairs passed the news back, otherwise she wouldn't have been waiting at the door in advance.

I heard that the people in the Ghost Market were particularly dissatisfied with Fu Yueci, and the resentment in their words was about to overflow through the Internet.

When people gave him a discount, he thought they were selling him fake goods.

The stall was full of good stuff, but he just couldn't get along with the smallest and most inconspicuous copper coin in the corner.

After a trip to the ghost market, he successfully earned the title of prodigal son.

Fortunately, the copper coin was real, so Shuangjiang answered truthfully, "It's true, fifty-five thousand."

Even though it was only fifty thousand, not as much as his weekly pocket money, it cost five hundred dollars!

The value has increased a hundred times!

Fu Yueci ran back happily holding the copper coins.

He was reluctant to sell this copper coin, so he got up the next day and asked someone to make a small frame for it, and then ordered his bodyguards to put it in Mr. Fu's collection room.

During this period, the good things that the old man got were not moved to the old house, but were all placed here.

The storage room contains some cameras and items taken at charity dinners. In short, they are all quite valuable items.

Fu Yueci took a fancy to the C position in the middle at first sight, took down the foreign-style Hundred Deer Zun worth 30 million yuan, and put his own 50,000 yuan copper coin on it.

The bodyguard hesitated and tried to remind him, "Master, this is not good..."

"Nothing bad."

This is the first money he has earned, and he is definitely worthy of the C position.

The bodyguard had no choice but to hang up obediently.

Early in the morning.

When Mr. Fu got up and took a walk, he thought he was dreaming when he saw Fu Yueci appear in the yard.

This lazy guy never sleeps until nine o'clock during the week. Why did he get up so early today?

He walked over and wanted to call out to the child, but the child was in such a hurry that he didn't know where to go, and disappeared before his eyes like a gust of wind.

Mr. Fu was completely confused.

At this moment, the butler came over and whispered in his ear, "Master, the bodyguard said that the young master put the copper coins he bought from the ghost market last night in your collection room."

The curious old man walked over to take a look and found that his work of real artistic value was squeezed into the corner, and a small copper coin was over-packaged and placed in the center.

This kind of thing is generally not qualified to enter the storage room, but because its owner is shameless, it not only came in, but also grabbed the C position.