light, short, scattered

Chapter 111 "The Value of Art" Part [-]
I rushed out of the old man's store almost instantly and ran to my own store to close it.

I took a taxi and ran to Beijing TV Station, running straight into the lobby.

Following the receptionist's gestures, she said angrily: "Is that show here?"

"Hello, what's the matter?" The lady at the front desk was startled.

I looked around, pointed at the Beijing Channel program on the TV not far away, and said in a panic: "Where are they? Are they here? The one at the auction, ceramic art."

Although the TV station at this time was still Beijing Satellite TV, it had already changed into other programs.

"Wait a minute, you mean the treasure appraisal program every Tuesday." The front desk said with an awkward smile.

"Yes, that's it." I said.

"They're not here." The receptionist smiled helplessly.

"No way, it was only 10 minutes ago. It was still on the TV, and it was still nearby even after I left. Do you have a phone number? Contact information. They are liars, I am Jock." I shouted.

"Sir, you may have misunderstood. This kind of TV programs are all pre-recorded and sent to our TV station. What is being shown now may be something that was recorded a week or even weeks ago." The receptionist said calmly.

At this time, two security guards appeared behind me, and one of them said: "Sir, please lower your voice when asking questions."

I slowed down, sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm rude. So do you know where they are? Or how can I contact that program?"

"Sir, can you come with me?" The lady at the front desk walked aside.

I followed helplessly, and the security guard followed me without hesitation.

The lady at the front desk whispered: "Did they defraud you of your money? You look very excited?"

I was stunned for a moment, nodded my head and said, "It was a lie, they lied."

The front desk lady whispered: "There is no surveillance here. If you yell at me like this, it will be difficult for us to deal with it. I can give you a producer's phone number, and you'd better not say that it's from us." Out."

I continued to nod my head and said, "Okay."

"Then I'll get you their business cards. Just wait." The receptionist ran to the counter.

I followed, and two security guards followed me five meters away.

The lady at the front desk fumbled and gave me a business card, and I took it and felt like I had seen it before.

I quickly opened my phone and started looking for contacts.

In the contacts, I clicked on the phone number with the note "three guests".

The number was exactly the same as the one on the card, and I also remembered that the business card was the same as the one they gave me at the time.

I held it in my hand and stuffed it into my pocket, thinking about everything inside.

I walked out of the Beijing TV station and pressed the guest's phone number on my phone.

There was a burst of music and the other party picked up.

"Boss Qiao, this call is five or six days earlier than usual. Do you have new goods to sell? Or are you short of money?" the other party said with a smile.

"Yes, there are new ones. They are more beautiful than the previous ones, so I can't wait." I said.

"Boss Qiao, let's come to your place in a few days to have a look. But now you have opened your own store. With the money you earn, it's time to switch to a mobile phone. If you switch to a smart phone, you can buy good products and take photos. Let me start. Evaluate and evaluate. Of course, I don’t mean to say your things are bad. You must know that your pottery is something that our boss is full of praise for." The other party said.

"So are you coming tomorrow?" I said.

"I'm still out of town now. What do you think about this time the day after tomorrow? It seems that you have been a little tight recently? Indeed, the stores in that area are also ridiculously expensive now." The other party said with a smile.

"Then the day after tomorrow, I'll wait for you." I hung up the phone.

Back at the store, I thought about it all night.

I planned to confront them face to face when they came the day after tomorrow, but I found that I didn’t seem to have any substantial evidence.

My mind was spinning, and I wanted to know what was going on inside.

Early the next morning, I, who never drink tea, also bought a tea set and a can of relatively expensive Tieguanyin.Also bought were three thick hemp ropes and sleeping pills.

Especially when buying sleeping pills, I almost went to many small stores.

Only a doctor from a small shop was willing to sell it to me.

I asked the doctor and he said, "I'm so stressed that I haven't slept for three days. How much can I eat to make me sleepy and fall into a deep sleep without causing any problems?"

The doctor took one look at me and said: "The dark circles under my eyes are indeed a bit severe. If you are under great pressure, just take three pills. Any more will affect your mental state, so don't take them continuously."

I left the pharmacy and returned to the store.

On the appointed day, in the morning I ground eight sleeping pills into powder and poured them into the kettle.

At ten o'clock at noon, three customers came to my store together.

One of the three guests smiled and said as soon as he entered the door: "I didn't expect Boss Qiao to be so leisurely and elegant, and he started playing with the tea sets."

"What? Do you understand? I'm just getting started." I said with a smile.

"To be honest, I also learned some with the boss. Boss Qiao's technique is indeed a bit rusty. Let me do it. Wait for this tea?" The person who spoke opened the tea box, took a look and smelled it.

"Isn't this tea good?" I said with a smile.

"Your tea is indeed good, but it's not as good as our boss's. But it's more than enough for us to drink." The man smiled and started playing with the kettle and tea set.

Another of the three said: "Where is the good thing you mentioned? Take it out and show it to us."

"I'll get it right away." I smiled and walked into the back room and picked up the pottery I had prepared.

I pressed my body against the door, waiting to listen to their conversation.

As time passed, one of them said impatiently: "Isn't this too long?"

"After all, it's not a finished product. Could it be that it was deformed when you picked it up? And then you were repairing it? Wasn't it just because you accidentally squashed one last time?"

"But this is too long, isn't it? How about we go in and scream?"

"What's it called? We've done so many sales. Now everyone has money to open a shop and play with tea. Are you afraid that he won't be able to take out anything? Now that we are in his shop, we can drink good tea. It seems that He is mad, come on, come on, this tea is really nothing to say."

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"Yeah, but this tea tastes a little strange."

"The boss's tea is not as delicious. It's probably because of your technique."

"Is there a problem with my method? The boss wants to drink it all from me. Isn't it because the water is not clean? Why does it smell?"

I heard that the sound was almost done, so I came out with the pottery and said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time. How about this tea? I've just played, and this tea set doesn't seem to have been scalded with boiling water."

"No wonder, the first few brews tasted a bit weird." said the one playing with the tea set among the three.

"Okay, let's take a look. This is all done in the past few days." I said.

"Does it look similar? There's nothing particularly interesting about it." One of the three guests said.

"Then it's still the old price. Is Boss Qiao satisfied with the old price?" one of the three said.

"Of course I'm satisfied." I said with a smile.

One of the three fumbled open his wallet.

After the transaction was over, the three stood up with the pottery in hand.

They were all a little dizzy and wanted to go out from the door.

I yelled, "Wait three, I forgot to leave a note at the bottom."

The three of them turned around crookedly, and I ran to the door of the store and closed it.

(End of this chapter)