C17 A Lesson

The three of them soon arrived at the biggest antique market in Ying City. It was a park close to the old city. There were all kinds of antique stalls under the trees in the park.

Kuan Lang got off the car first and walked towards the nearest antique stall under Jing Rann's lead.

Xiao Yang followed behind the two of them. When he saw Kuan Lang's appearance, he could not help but feel angry.

After taking a few steps, a small round stone appeared under Xiao Yang's feet.

Xiao Yang had an idea. He seized the opportunity and kicked out.

The small stone rolled out and landed right under Kuan Lang's feet.

And so, just as he had expected, Kuan Lang slipped and twisted his body a few times. In the end, he still fell to the ground.

"Ah!" The floor of the park was covered with lines. Kuan Lang sat down on the ground and felt dizzy. He felt a sharp pain on his butt.

Jing Rann was shocked and quickly went up to support him.

Xiao Yang ran over and stopped Jing Rann. "Jing Rann, you are not strong. Come, let me help you."

As he spoke, he pulled up Kuan Lang who was sitting on the ground. He did not hide the mocking expression on his face.

Kuan Lang did not know that it was this kid who did this. He just thought that it was because he was not careful when walking. His face could not help but turn green and white. It was very awkward.

Jing Rann quickly changed the topic and invited Kuan Lang to appreciate the antiques and jades on the street stalls.

In order to cover up his embarrassment, Kuan Lang coughed dryly and acted like an expert. He said, "In my opinion, these things are really not much."

Jing Rann tactfully said, "However, with Boss Guan's eyesight, he will definitely help me find the real thing."

Kuan Lang nodded and smiled. "That's right, that's right. With me around, Miss Jing Rann can be at ease."

As he spoke, Kuan Lang walked ahead and looked at each and every one of them in the antique stall.

Xiao Yang followed behind them and could not interrupt at all.

Xiao Yang was not afraid of anyone when it came to fighting with fists or guns, but when it came to antiques and jade, he was totally confused.

Jing Rann followed behind Kuan Lang and also looked at the antiques and jade with a serious expression.

However, the two of them kept looking at the antiques, but none of them took a fancy to them.

Suddenly, Kuan Lang's eyes lit up and he walked straight to the stall under a tall pine tree.

Xiao Yang was curious, so he hurriedly followed.

Under the big pine tree, a five-foot square rag was spread out in front of a young man. On the rag was a pile of various antiques and jade artifacts.

Kuan Lang walked up and picked up a porcelain vase to carefully look at it.

Xiao Yang also picked up an ancient jade token from the stall and looked at it carefully.

As soon as this jade token entered his hand, he felt that the jade was round and round, and extraordinary.

Furthermore, on his right hand, a weak red light lit up, and then all the information about this jade token miraculously appeared in his mind.

"Phoenix Jade plate, Han Dynasty..." Xiao Yang unconsciously read the information related to this jade token in his mind.

Kuan Lang looked at Xiao Yang with disdain and said, "You? What do you know?"

Xiao Yang immediately recovered from his shock. Although he was shocked, he hated it when people scolded him. The corner of his mouth moved and an evil smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Yang casually took a piece of tree bark from the huge pine tree and shot it out when it was unprepared.

That piece of bark accurately hit Kuan Lang's right hand.

One had to know that Xiao Yang's finger force had been specially trained and had great strength.

As expected, Kuan Lang let out another cry of pain.

The key was that his right hand was in pain and instinctively shrank. The porcelain vase in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The young antique seller shouted and instantly jumped up. He grabbed Kuan Lang's collar and said, "That is the official kiln blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty. You have to pay for it. You have to pay for it!"

Kuan Lang was completely stunned. He looked at his hand and then looked at the broken blue and white porcelain on the ground. He could not say a word for a long time.

Jing Rann was also shocked and quickly went forward to persuade him.

The already noisy antique market suddenly became even more lively. The surrounding people immediately surrounded them.

"We must compensate. Tomorrow's official kiln blue and white porcelain costs at least 3.5 million. One less coin is not enough!" The peddler bit down on the price, not willing to give in a single step.

Looking at the ground full of fragments, Kuan Lang's forehead was already covered in a layer of cold sweat.

The items had already been destroyed. Although the peddler's price was indeed outrageous, Kuan Lang could only grit his teeth and swallow it down.

But 3.5 million was indeed not a small amount. Not to mention that Kuan Lang did not have so much cash on him, even if he had, he would still feel pain no matter how he thought about it if he had to take it out to buy this broken vase on the floor.

Seeing that if this continued, there would be no end to it. Jing Rann's willowy eyebrows slightly knitted together.

But right after that, Jing Rann thought of someone. She raised her head and looked in the direction of Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang was currently afraid that the world would not be in chaos. He stood by the side and watched the lively scene with a mischievous smile. But when he saw Jing Rann looking at him for help, his heart softened and he strode out.