Chapter 26 Traveling through time and space just to expose you

"This, this, this..."

Old Hu was speechless for a moment, and he kept blinking as he looked at the words on the pottery.

He was trying to figure this out.

Was the item in the box just now a fake made by Zhang Yang?
But hasn’t Mr. Kuai seen it? Can’t he tell that it’s a fake?
How did Zhang Yang predict that Lao Kuai would be a bad person?
Damn, this is so hard to understand.

Old Hu looked at Zhang Yang in confusion, and the latter smiled knowingly at him.

"No, what are you two doing?"

"Our issues haven't been resolved yet, can you please respect me a little?"

Boss Kuai shouted in annoyance.

Zhang Yang's inexplicable toughness just now had already made him very confused.

When Old Hu did this again, he couldn't hold it in anymore.

However, when he said this, Zhang Yang gave him a disdainful look.

Clown, you're still making trouble here.

Zhang Yang said to Lao Hu beside him:
"Uncle Hu, keep an eye on him. I'm going to get something from the trunk."

"Well, don't worry, he can't run away." Old Hu nodded.

"Wait a minute, what are you two getting?"

Boss Kuai wanted to call Zhang Yang to stop, but no one treated him as a human being at this moment.

Not only Lao Hu, but also the stall owners who had testified for Zhang Yang just now came over, with their melon seeds and stools ready, ready to start eating melons at any time.

Anyway, there are no customers at the moment, so I might as well just sit there and do nothing.

One of the bosses who was watching soon saw the words on the pottery and asked the people around him:

"Where is Good Luck Village?"

"Who is Zhang Yang?"

"Hey? Who are you, young man? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"I am Zhang Yang, big brother, please make way."

Zhang Yang was holding two boxes, and the stall owners who were watching consciously made way for him.

At this time, Boss Kuai was squatting on the ground, checking the broken pottery pieces in the box.

After Zhang Yang left, Kuai thought for a long time and felt that the problem could only be with the broken pottery.

So he squatted down and looked at the large pottery fragments carefully.

But after looking around, he felt:
This is the one on my stall!
He has been in this business for so many years and has never seen a second soul bottle like this.

What could be the problem?

"Hey, stop kneeling."

Zhang Yang called out to the man in front of him.

“Who’s kneeling?”

Boss Kuai jumped up immediately.

"I just want to confirm whether this item is the one my wife sold."

"Then are you sure?"

"Sure, this is it!"

"So there is no reason for me to refund unless you can completely restore this item."

Boss Kuai crossed his arms and said proudly.

After listening to this, Zhang Yang smiled and nodded.

He turned to Lao Hu beside him and motioned for Lao Hu to show the broken pottery in his hand.

A minute later, everyone present saw the words "Made by Zhang Yang in Good Luck Village" on the pottery fragment.

This mark was made by Zhang Yang based on the suggestion made by Police Officer Chen.

It is specifically left on the inner wall of the imitation product that you made yourself.

It's an anti-counterfeiting mark.

Normally it is invisible.

You have to use a camera with a light to reach into the jar and take a picture to have a chance of seeing it.

If one day, something Zhang Yang made is framed as stolen goods from a tomb, this logo can save his life.

"So this broken one is fake?" someone asked.

"It's not fake, it's new."

"You must be wondering why I would bring a new one to return."

A harmless smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face.

"Look, Boss Kuai is racking his brains to figure out what's wrong with me."

The man surnamed Kuai was cueed and his face turned red instantly.

He was now full of regret:

If I had known earlier, I would not have admitted that the broken things were real. Now I am so embarrassed.

"The reason is actually very simple, because I am Doctor Strange."

"I will travel through time."

Zhang Yang said in a pretended serious tone.

"In another time and space, I was tricked by Boss Kuai using this method, so I traveled here specifically to expose his ugly face."

"Now everyone understands, right?"

"Aren't you exaggerating?" someone nearby said.

"Yes, yes. Doctor Strange sounds like a doctor from some fake university."

"What evidence do you have that you can travel through time?"

"..."

"Eh?!"

When Zhang Yang heard the last question, he turned around in surprise and looked at the person who spoke. It turned out to be the stall owner who had just asked "Who is Zhang Yang?"

"Brother, you got to the point."

"I was also afraid that people wouldn't believe me, so I brought the evidence with me."

Zhang Yang moved the two boxes he was holding forward a little.

"Come, Uncle Hu, give me a hand."

The two boxes were slowly opened.

Then, two identical soul bottles appeared in front of everyone.

To say that they are exactly the same is not quite accurate.

There is still a slight color difference.

But those present were all stall owners in the antique market, and they had some basic knowledge of the industry.

The difference between these two pottery jars can basically be regarded as zero.

Can't tell true from false.

Looking at the two things, someone quickly thought of the correct answer:

"Is it another imitation?"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "I just brought the soul bottle I bought in another time and space."

"These two pieces were sold to me by the boss lady."

"We just happened to retire together."

"5,000 for one piece, 10,000 for two pieces, scan the code or pay in cash?"

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, everyone looked at Boss Kuai.

Let me ask you, do you want to scan the code or pay by cash?
"Bullshit, Doctor Strange is here."

Boss Kuai smiled in a relaxed manner.

He pointed at the two soul bottles Zhang Yang took out and said:
"One of these must be real and one must be a replica."

"You are awesome. I can't tell it's fake. I admit it, okay?"

"Isn't it just a refund? Can't I just return the 5,000 yuan to you?"

"Come on, give me the payment code."

Zhang Yang smiled when he saw this.

He said cheerfully, "You can only return one item for 5,000 yuan."

"Yes, just return the real one."

"Which one is it really?" Zhang Yang asked.

At this moment, he was like a river god, asking the man surnamed Kuai:
Which one is the axe you threw?
"Really are……"

Boss Kuai's eyes swung between the two pieces of pottery.

He wanted to point several times, but then pulled his hand back.

He was really afraid of saying something wrong and he didn't want to lose face meaninglessly again.

"Who cares? I don't want any."

"Not only will I refund you, I'll also give you the goods for free. I'm happy to give you things, so this is none of your business, right?"

"Hahaha."

Old Hu laughed out loud beside him.

"Old Kuai, you are really shameless."

This made the boss' face turn pale.

He impatiently took out his phone, operated it for a while and said:
"I have transferred the money to Lao Hu, you can ask him for it."

"It was indeed transferred to me." Lao Hu took out his phone to confirm. He asked Zhang Yang, "I transferred it to your master's card?"

"No, no, no! Let's talk about this later."

If the money was transferred to the master's account, it would probably be frozen by the police in a second.

There is still someone at large involved in the master's tomb robbery case, and all his accounts are under surveillance.

"You paid for this time and space, but it's really hard for me to ask you for the money for the pottery jar in another time and space..."

Zhang Yang said in a somewhat depressed tone.

"Yes, you are indeed a young man, you are reasonable."

Boss Kuai excitedly gave Zhang Yang a thumbs up.

He never expected that Zhang Yang would change the subject and ask him:

"But you broke my things, so you have to pay for it, right?"

"You also have to pay for this fake one?"

"It's not fake, this is also what I got from another time and space..."

"Okay, okay, okay, just tell me how much you want to pay. Isn't it okay for me to admit defeat today?"

Zhang Yang smiled and stretched out his hand:
"Five thousand too."

"Don't go too far, ok?"

"No matter how similar the imitation is, you can't sell it at the same price as the real thing, right?"

Zhang Yang looked at the angry Boss Kuai and raised his eyebrows lightly:

"Not only the money for the replicas, but I also have to help you keep this mess a secret, right? You have to pay me for keeping it a secret, right?"

"That makes sense." Lao Hu agreed.

"You cheated the young man so much, and he returned the evil with kindness, and he won't be angry with you if he takes the money. Why don't you take it when you can get it?"

"Yes, yes..." The people around also felt that compensation should be paid.

"Old Kuai, stop being so stubborn."

"When the urban management arrives later, the fine will be more than this."

"Stop it, we are all Doctor Strange's people..."

(End of this chapter)