Chapter 57 Bought a Bicycle

Antique City.

After what happened last night, John decided to make defensive things for his sisters.

For example, Mind Circle.

In this way, if the sisters were in danger, he could find them as soon as possible.

However,

The requirements for the quality of the jade were very high when depicting the Mind Circle, and ordinary jade cannot satisfy the requirements at all.

So John decided to go to Antique City to try his luck.

After browsing for a while, he didn’t catch anything good, but he met an acquaintance.

Master Stratton, Stratton Remar.

Stratton Remar likes to collect old antiques. If he has nothing to do, he will go to Antique City.

Seeing John, he came over smiling and said, “What a coincidence, Mr. Lopez!”

John nodded: “Master Stratton, how is your body recovering?”

He has a good impression of this old man.

“Much better. Thanks to Mr. Lopez’s help, otherwise my old bone might have been buried in peace.”

“That’s good. In the future, we should pay more attention to our diet and eat less fatty, sweet, and greasy

food.”

“I would like to listen to Mr. Lopez’s instruction.”

They chatted and strolled around the Antique City.

After a long time, John shook his head in disappointment.

Nothing.

At first, Stratton thought that John was just like him. He just came to Antique City to pick up some cheap goods. Seeing him shake his head, he couldn’t help asking curiously, “Is Mr. Lopez looking for something?”

“Well, I came to look for some jade or some stones with high hardness, but after turning for so long, I didn’t

see any.”

and smiled: “It’s harder finding real jade in

a haystack, but…”

to remember

that Maxwell seemed to have received a stone. It was very special, but

Mr.

slapped

house. They would certainly receive many rare things. He should have asked Maxwell Remar directly long ago. Why would he waste time

why don’t you come to my home for lunch

“Sounds good.”

John agreed.

a while again. Just as they

Eh?

to

straight

stall was bigger than other stalls and specialized in selling

stall.

the stall owner, “Hi, aren’t you selling antiques? Why are

bike with me. He said this is a treasure. I was so angry

the stall owner became

man came to him. He insisted on selling this bicycle to him and said

owner certainly

is an antique collector, not a rag collector. Only a fool will buy this pile of

scrap

a result, the crazy old man was unreasonable. He grabbed a handful of

was so depressed that

last night.

said, “Two hundred yuan. I’ll take this broken

“You want it?”

he could not

“Can I ask why?”

his professional sense, the stall owner decided to ask John why he

‘Er… Forget it. I was

“Wait!”

just said you would buy, and the

“I don’t want it.”

business like this, or… one

kept discussing

end, John bought the bicycle

you buy this pile

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