Chapter 90

Everyone: "Yes!"

The excavation work at the scene was in full swing, and more and more people were rushing here.

Fang Yang looked at the time, it was about five o'clock in the afternoon.

Now it makes no sense for him to stay here.

Looking at the three meteorites next to the excavator.

"Let's go, let's go sell meteorites!"

As soon as these words came out, the cameraman's face twitched, but he didn't speak, because he knew it was useless to speak.

Fang Yang didn't know where he picked up a snake-skin bag and put the three stones in it.

Everyone around was confused by his operation.

After saying hello to everyone, Fang Yang took the photography and left by taxi.

He didn't know where to sell meteorites, so he just went to the shop where he sold Tianhuang frozen stone last time to ask.

Half an hour later, Fang Yang carried the snake-skin bag and walked towards the Jade Street.

He saw the golden jade shop at a glance.

The boss was still lying there drinking tea as usual.

The moment he saw Fang Yang walking in with a snake-skin bag.

He was a bit confused.

"Hmm~~ what a smell, so stinky!".

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However, when the boss saw it was Fang Yang, he still smiled politely.

"Yo, handsome, do you have anything to sell today?"

Fang Yang nodded with a smile: "Boss, do you accept meteorites here?"

The boss was stunned: "Meteorite? This... I really don't accept this."

"Okay!" Fang Yang was somewhat disappointed.

Just when he was about to go out, the boss immediately shouted: "By the way, I have a friend who specializes in collecting meteorites. Should I call him over?"

Fang Yang stopped and thought: "My meteorite is very valuable, can your friend afford it?"

Hearing this, the boss smiled even more: "Don't worry about this, he can afford tens of millions!"

"That's good, how long will he be here?"

"He's not far from here, I'll call and ask."

"Okay!"

Fang Yang found a place to sit down and ate the melon seeds on the table.

The boss didn't care, took out his phone and went to the back to make a call.

Two minutes later, the boss came out.

"It's a coincidence, he's just nearby, it's estimated he'll be here in five minutes!"

Fang Yang nodded politely: "Okay!"

The boss looked at the snake-skin bag at Fang Yang's feet and wiped his nose: "Handsome, can you put this thing outside? It's a bit stinky. I have rhinitis and can't stand this smell!"

"Ah!! This is the meteorite I want to sell. If I take it out, what will I sell!"

Cameraman: "..."

The boss was stunned!

——【Haha, laughed to death, even the boss dislikes it. Even if this is a meteorite, it's a stinky meteorite.】

——【To be honest, if I wasn't afraid of being slapped in the face, I really wanted to say it's a dung pit stone, but Fang Yang is too magical, maybe it really is a meteorite.】

——【Meteorites are usually more valuable the bigger they are, right? The three of them together aren't worth much. I guess even if it's a meteorite, it won't be worth much money.】

——【I found that you people are a bit sneaky. Now no one dares to say it's a broken stone. Are you all so wretched?】

——【Then I'll come, I bet a bag that those are all stinky stones, who dares to bet with me!】

——【You can't see faces on the Internet. As long as I'm not embarrassed, the embarrassed one is others. Why be afraid? I also bet it's a stinky stone.】

The boss didn't know what to say.

He regretted calling his friend a little.

If he came and finally found out it wasn't a meteorite, just something stinky, he would also feel ashamed.

Plus this pungent smell, the boss felt uncomfortable sitting on the chair.

Fortunately, his friend arrived in a few minutes.

Middle-aged man, dressed fashionably, can't tell his specific age.

As soon as the man entered the door, the boss got up to welcome him: "You finally came, let me introduce you, this is my friend surnamed Tang, everyone usually calls him President Tang, this... uh.. handsome, I don't seem to know your name yet."

Fang Yang waved his hand: "My name is Fang Yang!"

"Fang Yang!"

Both said in unison.

The boss looked at the cameraman behind him. He felt curious before, but now he finally understood.

"You wouldn't be that Fang Yang who is very popular in the show, right?"

Fang Yang nodded helplessly: "If there is no other Fang Yang participating in the show, then what you said should be me."

President Tang next to him became interested when he heard this: "Fang Yang, I can hear this name even when I go to the toilet. I didn't expect to see the real person today."

After speaking, he turned to look at the boss: "Old partner, why is there a stinky smell in your shop?"

The boss's expression stiffened as he looked at Fang Yang: "That... it has nothing to do with me, you guys talk, I'll go out to get some air!"

President Tang looked at this scene and felt confused.

Fang Yang picked up the snake-skin bag a bit embarrassedly and poured out the meteorites gently: "Let's make a quick decision!"

"This is?"

I saw three stones of different sizes on the ground, wrapped in mud, emitting the smell of a stinky ditch.

President Tang hurriedly covered his mouth and nose.

Fang Yang pointed to the meteorites on the ground: "Here.. the meteorite is here, take a look and see if you accept it!"

President Tang was stunned!

Enduring the stench, he squatted down, covering his nose with one hand, and preparing to pick it up with the other to take a look.

But in the end, he reached out several times and took it back. He really couldn't get his hands on it.

Finally, the boss outside the door saw that there was no way and brought a bucket of water directly.

"Why don't you wash it, otherwise this smell is really unbearable!"

Fang Yang immediately nodded and agreed, wrapped the stones in a snake-skin bag and threw them into the bucket.

After a while, he poured out the water.

Appearing before their eyes were three stones of different colors.

Although they were still stuck with some silt and a bit stinky.

But President Tang's eyes changed immediately.

He turned to look at the boss: "Old partner, help me get another bucket of water, I want to take a good look!"

"Okay!"

This time President Tang no longer disliked the stones for being dirty and stinky, but picked them up directly and observed them carefully in front of his eyes.

This made the cameraman stupid.

Constantly shouting in his heart: "No way, no way! Is this really a meteorite?"

Fang Yang just watched quietly, a faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

After a while, the boss brought another bucket of water.

President Tang immediately put it in and cleaned the silt carefully.

Immediately after, he took his own clothes and wiped it dry.

This wave of operations, let alone the cameraman, even the boss was stunned.

His friend has been reselling meteorites for many years, and he is very accurate at looking at meteorites.

Even if it is really a meteorite, he wouldn't look at it so seriously.