In the early morning, a ray of sunshine stubbornly penetrated into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains and landed on the torn black stockings by the bed.

Dingling...

The alarm clock of the mobile phone suddenly broke the silence in the bedroom and the sound of the couple's uniform breathing.

A snow-white jade arm stretched out from the quilt on the bed, took the cell phone on the bedside table, and reluctantly opened a pair of beautiful big eyes and looked at the time.

"Is it just seven o'clock?" Kong Xue slowly sat up, feeling helpless and distressed.

She obviously underestimated the temptation of black stockings on men, and was tortured by her own big boy last night.

Even now, Kong Xue still feels a little sore in her waist and weak legs.

Looking at Chen Jing beside him, he was also woken up by the alarm clock now, but there was no sign of fatigue on his handsome face, full of vitality and an inexplicable smile.

"Little bad guy, didn't you promise me that I couldn't be too that yesterday?" Kong Xue turned around and pressed on Chen Jing, pinched his face, and said 'angrily'.

Chen Jing smiled and said, "Sister Xue, I really can't blame me."

"I don't blame you, can you blame me?" Kong Xue said angrily.

"Of course." Chen Jing nodded, reached out and put his elder sister's dignified and pretty face over, and said seriously: "It's all because of you Sister Xue, you are so beautiful."

"I'll coax me." Kong Xue said this, but the happy smile on her face could not be hidden.

The couple had a quarrel on the bed for a while before getting up and changing their clothes. Seeing the torn stockings beside the bed, Kong Xue couldn't help but say, "I don't know why you are so excited. This is a new one, and it's broken after wearing it once. What a waste."

Chen Jing smiled and said, "Sister Xue, how long can a woman wear stockings last? It depends on the man."

"Little bad guy." Kong Xue's cheeks were slightly red, and she went to wash up as if she was running away.

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After breakfast, Kong Xue went to work, while Chen Jing rushed to Antique Street.

After the negotiations on Jie Lu were completed, he was still a little empty in the past two days. He had already checked all the information of Die from various historical materials and documents at this stage, and now he could only wait to see Meiliqi.

The sheepskin thing left by Dayesun is to get more clues.

Therefore, Chen Jing has been preparing to check out the decoration of the antique blind box store in the past two days and go around to other places where antique cultural relics are likely to be picked up.

Whether it is to obtain antiques and cultural relics of the collection level or antiques that Master Li Xun likes, it is a good thing.

When I arrived at the antique blind box store, Zhong Xiao had already arrived and was supervising the decoration team.

There is no need to say much about Zhao Zheng’s ability to do business. He has found a decoration company in the past two days, and all other things that should be discussed and finalized have been done.

"Mr. Chen." Seeing Chen Jing, Zhong Xiao hurried over and said hello.

Chen Jing said: "Sister Zhong, thank you for your hard work."

"This is my job, it's not hard." Zhong Xiao's attitude was still quite respectful.

"Call me if you have any problems, of course it would be even better if you can solve them." Chen Jing smiled and said again.

"Well, don't worry." Zhong Xiao responded seriously, but he knew very well in his heart that the boss's next half of the sentence was the point.

Few bosses really like to call their subordinates when they encounter problems, unless they are some subordinates who do not have enough power.

When Chen Jing heard that Zhong Xiao was still using respectful titles, he was too lazy to correct her anymore, so this correction was useless.

Afterwards, after chatting with Zhong Xiao for a few more words, Chen Jing walked straight to Nabaoju.

Zhao Zhenggang started a business and was in a good mood, humming a song and making tea. When he saw Chen Jing coming from the opposite store, he said, "Xiao Chen, you look for that store manager, it looks pretty good."

"Well, very capable and thoughtful."

Chen Jing sat down and took a sip of tea, and asked, "Uncle, do you know that there are other places in Changcheng that can be obtained in other places besides the antique street and the frivolous goods market?"

Zhao Zheng was slightly stunned when he heard this: "Why, these two places can no longer satisfy you?" He said with a little ridiculousness.

"No, it's just that I haven't found good objects in these two places recently, so I want to change my place to take a look, which is also a change of luck." Chen Jing explained.

"Haha." However, Zhao Zheng laughed: "You kid also have times of bad luck? This is really rare."

Chen Jing: “…………”

He knew that Zhao Zheng was hit hard by the previous incidents and even felt a little frustrated, so he could understand Zhao Zheng’s joke at this moment.

Of course, to be honest, Chen Jing seemed to have average luck in picking up antiques during this period. He used many mysterious intuitions, but he could not find antiques that could pick up vacancy.

After making a joke, Zhao Zheng responded seriously: "The only places where you can get genuine antiques in Changcheng are antique streets and fritters markets. If you want to change places, you have to go to several surrounding cities."

After a moment of pause, he said again: "However, the antique markets in several nearby cities are neither large nor formal, and there are few objects with higher value."

"So it's OK to go and see, but don't expect too much, boy."

After Chen Jing responded, Zhao Zheng continued: "The closest one is Longcheng. You can drive there in two hours. You can go and have a look."

"Okay." Chen Jing nodded, looked at the time again, and simply said, "I'll go and have a look in a while."

When Zhao Zheng heard that he was going to go today, he hesitated and said, "Anyway, I have done a business today. I'm so idle that I stayed in the store, so I'll go over and take a look."

He was very quiet and thoughtful.

Chen Jing was naturally very welcoming when he heard this, and there were still many people chatting on the way.

They left as soon as they said that, after drinking all the tea in the teapot, they closed the door and drove to the nearby Longcheng.

At the age of eleven, Chen Jing and Zhao Zheng got off the highway and drove into Longcheng.

Although Longcheng is not big, it has developed quite well because it is close to Changcheng, especially in terms of education, with several middle schools that are famous in the surrounding provinces.

The Longcheng Antique Market is on the street near a high school.

The scale is indeed not big. There are not even serious antique shops on the street. They are basically street stalls and the items sold on the stalls are also very complicated. They are not very similar to antique stalls, but more like street stalls.

To be strict, this place is not considered an antique market, it can only be said to be a gathering place for antique and vanilla enthusiasts.

Chen Jing couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Seeing this, it was basically a waste of time today, but now it's all here, so let's take a look.
Chapter completed!