Soon, the two of them arrived at the entrance of a shop. The storefront was tiny—about one-third smaller than Uncle Wu's old antique shop had been—and its decor was simple to the extreme. It did not have even the slightest atmosphere of an antique shop.
If it had been Chu Chen, he would have had no interest in shopping at a place like this. Heaven knew how Jia Yuqiang had found it, let alone bought antiques worth hundreds of thousands of yuan here. Chu Chen found it unbelievable just thinking about it.
Old Monster Ding did indeed look rather like Ding Chunqiu from the television series. Compared with the TV version, however, his hair was a tangled mess, and his clothes were shabby. His appearance was worlds apart from the character on television.
When he saw Jia Yuqiang enter, Old Monster Ding hurried over with a smile and shook his hand. "Boss Jia, you've finally arrived. If you'd been any later, I would have..."
"What would you have done? Sold the things first?" Jia Yuqiang forced down his anger and exchanged pleasantries with him, speaking half-seriously and half-jokingly. "If you dare sell all the good stuff, I'll return everything I bought from you before."
The other man's pupils contracted, and then he said with a face full of smiles, "Boss Jia, you do love to joke. But speaking of which, someone really did offer a high price just now. If I hadn't been afraid I wouldn't be able to answer to you, I would have sold the things already."
The implication was that Jia Yuqiang absolutely had to patronize his business.
If this had been the old Jia Yuqiang, he might have believed him. Now, however, he merely looked at Old Monster Ding and smiled without saying much. His disbelief