90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 289: Fu Chu

When the three men showed up with baseball bats, many people around them all stepped aside.

But no one really left. They were just hiding behind with eyes wide open, watching the excitement.

Many of them probably knew these men with baseball bats.

"It seems that this Wensheng Antique Shop is going to be unlucky again. It has offended many people before, but now it has even provoked the Confucian Temple's tyrant... Speaking of which, this shop owner is really unlucky." On the street, a young man in a clerk uniform shook his head and said quietly.

This man was named Fu Chu and he was ordinary in appearance. This guy would definitely not be noticeable when he was thrown into the crowd. He was an employee of the shop next door to Wensheng Antique Shop.

So when something happened here, he just came to watch the excitement with that gloating face. After all, the Confucian Temple was too peaceful. Sometimes, it was not easy for something to happen.

Of course, another point was that this Fu Chu was also not familiar with this Wensheng Antique Shop.

It happened that after Fu Chu had finished speaking, he was heard by a passerby next to him.

The face of passersby was full of doubts.

"Well, boy, do you know this shop? Is this antique shop very famous? And, what's the matter with the Confucian Temple's tyrant? Is it possible that there are land ruffians in the East China Sea too?"

Fu Chu was very boring at first. After hearing this question, he immediately became interested. 

Then after he looked at the passerby, he found that this person's appearance was familiar.

"The Wensheng Antique Shop is of course famous. You know, in the Confucian Temple, the most famous person is Lu Wensheng, right? This shop is named after this person; don't you think so?" Fu Chu said, but his face looked quite sarcastic.

"Lu Wensheng?" The passerby was still puzzled. He was not a local here, so naturally, he had never heard of it.

However, Fu Chu continued, "Oh, oh, you don't have to worry about that so much! You just need to know that this Wensheng Antique Shop is the weirdest existence in our Confucian Temple, this shop borrowed the fame of a legendary elder, but the shop doesn't sell antiques at all even though there are a lot of antique collections in it."

"Oh?" The passerby's eyes lit up, "An antique shop that doesn't sell antiques?"

Fu Chu grinned and continued to say, "This is the truth! Of course, what is really annoying is that the people in this shop are too pretending. The guy who stays in the shop has nothing to do all day. He priced less than 20 antiques at extremely high prices. But if someone wants to buy them, the requirement is that only the destined person is able to buy them..."

After talking about this, Fu Chu paused for a while and let out a sigh.

"This antique shop is still very mysterious, and I don't know if it's doing business or deliberately acting pretentious! Anyway, I have been here for a few years, but I have never seen any deal in this shop. On the contrary, that guy also likes to collect some antiquities. He often buys them at some cheap prices in the Confucian Temple, and then marks them at unbelievable prices! I think... the owner of this shop is either crazy or he has no brains. It is also said that the salary of those who watch the shop is still very high." After talking about this, Fu Chu was still full of disdain.

In his opinion, if he were to work at Wensheng Antique Shop, he could definitely make a lot of money for the shop in a short time.

However, the employee of the Wensheng Store now did nothing, but their salary was several times higher than his own.

This was why Fu Chu was unhappy.

"So this is really a strange shop. It only buys but not sells. It deliberately makes things difficult for customers. No wonder these people will come up to make trouble. But then, what's with that Confucian Temple's tyrant?" The passerby nodded, pinched his chin with his hand, and agreed with Fu Chu's words.

Affirmed by the passerby, Fu Chu's interest became even greater.

"The origin of the Confucian Temple's tyrant is much more complicated. Do you know what the most famous antique shop in the Confucian Temple is?" Fu Chu raised his head and said smugly.

The passerby shook his head, "I don't know!"

"Thousand Treasure Pavilion! Located in the most prosperous and central location of the Confucian Temple, it is also the most profitable antique shop in the whole Confucian Temple. These three people are all employees of Thousand Treasure Pavilion. They have taken a fancy to some of the antiques in the Wensheng Antique Shop and wanted to buy them, but then, they were rejected. That's why they came to make trouble." When Fu Chu said this, he felt that this was what should Wensheng Antique Shop deserve. 

"Since the other party didn't sell it, now, do they actually want to rob it instead?" The passerby frowned slightly.

Chu Fu rolled his eyes: "But Thousand Treasure Pavilion offered to pay according to the Wensheng Store's pricing. And this happened three days ago. At that time, the employee said that he had no chance and didn't put Thousand Treasure Pavilion in his eyes at all. So now, trouble is unavoidable."

"Still not quite understandable." The passerby shook his head. 

"Sigh!" Fu Chu waved his hand, then lowered his head, and moved his head towards the passerby, "The reason why Thousand Treasure Pavilion is the largest is that they have another identity, their boss is a gangster. Of course, none of their employees are good too. Even if it doesn't make sense to other people, it still makes sense to them... Do you understand this?"

When saying this, Fu Chu's head was still looking left and right, for fear of being heard by a third person.

"So that's the case!" After hearing this, the passerby nodded seriously, looking at Ye Bei with a sudden enlightenment appearance.

...

The Wensheng Antique Shop, the door was still ajar at the moment.

Although the entrance became very lively, there was no response at all in the shop, and no one came out.

"So it's the big brother of Thousand Treasure Pavilion, I'm Gongsun Bo, you guys know me. Are you here for what happened three days ago? Actually, you don't know that Wensheng Antique Store has a lot of rules. Thinking about it, it has not sold out any antiques for at least 10 years already. But I think we should forget about this, right? If this incident gets bigger, it won't be good for everyone here, will it?"

After being scolded by the man holding the baseball bat, Gongsun Bo was not angry. Instead, he spoke quickly with a smiling face. 

Ye Bei watched faintly from the sideline and remained silent.

After Gongsun Bo's words fell, the man who took the lead raised the baseball bat and patted it lightly on the other hand.

"Gongsun Bo? A rubbish who sells fake goods at the Confucian Temple to deceive newcomers? Aren't you embarrassed to come here to be a peacemaker? When is it your turn to make irresponsible remarks with us from the Thousand Treasure Pavilion?" The man in the lead did not give Gongsun Bo even a bit of face.

Creak!

But just after the fierce words were finished, there was a sound of opening the door at the door of the Wensheng Antique Shop.

Then, a young man who seemed to be only in his twenties walked out of it slowly, but after the young man saw Ye Bei, his body stopped on the spot, and then he couldn't stop shaking.