163: C163 Antique Street

C163 Antique Street

Following that, Ren Qianyuv left home to go to the Hospital and collect some required medicinal ingredients.

Among them, there were no Hospital ingredients for two of the side effects, and Qian Hsingmei had even bought them from other places.

On the way back, they encountered a traffic jam. Ren Qianyuv drove the car and turned left and right. Unknowingly, he arrived at an antique street.

On the antique street in Pingjiang City.

Looking at the familiar old street in front of him, Ren Qianyuv couldn't help but think of something.

When he was in university before, his brother-in-law Lau Qiang always brought him here to have fun. He was cheated, cheated, and didn't care at all.

Recalling all that had happened, it felt as if it had happened just yesterday.

How happy and happy those days were. Unfortunately, time flew by and things changed. Everything was no longer the same as before.

After parking the car in the parking lot, Ren Qianyuv was ready to go for a stroll on the street.

Actually, even though this antique street was located in Pingjiang City, which wasn't that big of a city, it had an ancient history and was famous in the Central Plains.

Ren Qianyuv decided to come for a stroll. Who knows, he might get lucky today and get some good stuff, or encounter some pretty good jade pendant or jewelry, which could be used as a backup for his birthday.

"Ren Qianyuv?"

Just as they reached the street entrance, Ren Qianyuv was suddenly stopped.

Turning around to look, it was Qin Jiangyi's classmate, Wang Xiujuann.

Wang Xiujuann was dressed very simply today, with a black T-shirt and jeans.

She had long legs and wore jeans to show off her height. Without a birthmark, she combed her hair back and revealed a fair forehead, giving her a confident yet beautiful look.

"Do you want to donate some money to the poor people of our antique street, handsome brother Ren?"

With a bright smile on her face, Wang Xiujuann looked around as she spoke.

"Why, you're the only one here. Did you not bring Jiangyi with you?"

"No." Ren Qianyuv smiled. "Beauty Wang, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, let's not flatter each other, call each other by name."

Wang Xiujuann raised the bag in her hand and pursed her lips at the antique street in front of her. "My house is right here. I didn't work today, so I went out to buy some food. I can consider it as having the stomach. Today, I'll cook for you personally and let you have a taste of my cooking skills."

"Oh?" "Living here?" Ren Qianyuv was a little surprised. He had been here many times, but he didn't notice that there was a beauty living here.

As for staying for dinner, he shook his head and said, "I just came for a stroll. I'll be leaving soon."

Any girl who said that their cooking skills were not bad would be a sight to behold. He did not want to have a taste of dark cuisine.

"What, are you afraid I'll eat you?" "Wang Xiujuann rolled her eyes at him." "Let's go in and have a look."

There were all kinds of things on the antique street: jade, porcelain, antique calligraphy and paintings. However, most of them were fake and basically, few were real.

In any business, which one was the hottest? It was even those stone-playing stonemasons. One poor, one rich. It was thrilling and exciting.

In this stressful society, it was not bad to come here occasionally to reduce the pressure.

Of course, a small bet would make one happy, while a large bet would hurt one's health.

No matter what, playing here was a test of one's eyesight and luck.1

Along the way, Ren Qianyuv looked to the two sides from time to time. Compared to five years ago, most of the shops looked the same.

"Ren Qianyuv, this is my house. Come on, let's go in and have a cup of tea."

Without realizing it, the two of them arrived at a two-room antique shop that looked like a grocery store. Wang Xiujuann stopped walking.

Ren Qianyuv glanced around. There were a lot of messy goods in the store and the lighting was dim. The business wasn't that good.

On the other side, next door was a similarly sized fur-stone shop. It was brightly lit in the daytime and was packed with people. Business was booming.

Facing Wang Xiujuann's invitation, he was somewhat hesitant, and just as he was about to retract his gaze, his brows suddenly furrowed.

One of them had a face full of dark red blood stains, and this person was actually Lau Qiang.

This fellow, his body was covered in injuries the day before yesterday, how did his wounds heal so quickly?

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