He nodded, thinking about today's business, Fang Chen didn't beat around the bush, straightened his face, looked at Huo Yao and said, "Actually, the main reason I'm looking for you today is to ask you for a favor."
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, and probably guessed in his heart, "Do you see a doctor?"
"Yeah." Fang Chen nodded, with a sad expression on his face, "It's my teacher."
At this time, the person serving food in the kitchen outside knocked on the door. Fang Chen glanced at the door, but stopped talking. After the food was served and the person left, he explained his teacher's condition in detail.
At the end, Fang Chen smiled wryly, "I should bring my teacher's medical records over to show you."
Huo Yao swallowed the food in his mouth, looked up at Fang Chen, and said in a flat voice, "No, I'll take his pulse sometime."
Fang Chen knew Huo Yao's ability. Seeing her respond readily, the worries in his heart disappeared inexplicably, and he said, "It's a bit late today, when do you think you can spare time?"
Huo Yao thought for a while, he needed to make money early, so he nodded and said, "Why not at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"
Of course, Fang Chen hoped that the sooner the better, he responded without any objection: "Okay, then I will ask Shuwen to pick you up at school at four o'clock tomorrow."
Huo Yao gestured OK to him, bowed his head, and continued to eat.
After eating, Huo Yao refused the car arranged by Fang Chen to take her home. It was still early, so she took a taxi to the night market square in the old city.
It was the night market she had been to when she participated in the competition last year.
There were many people in the night market, Huo Yao touched a mask and put it on when he entered, mainly because his face was too eye-catching.
After walking for a long time, Huo Yao paused when he passed a noodle shop, and took a look inside.
The boss is still the same boss, and there are still as few customers as before.
Huo Yao looked away and entered the antique shop next to the noodle shop.
The storefront of the antique shop is very small, and the lights inside are also dimly lit. There are some strange things hanging on the glass window at the door, which is inexplicably oozing from the outside.
When Huo Yao opened the door and walked in, the boss was still sitting there and dozing off, lazily, without any sign of opening the door for business.
Huo Yao seemed to be used to this situation long ago, so he didn't make a sound, but slowly looked at the things in the store.
After a while, the dozing boss seemed to realize that someone had entered the store, and finally opened his sleepy eyes, looking at the girl wearing a mask in front of him, a dark color flashed across his eyes.
"What are you looking for?" The boss, a middle-aged man in his forties, cleared his voice and asked.
Huo Yao put back a ceramic ornament he had just picked up in his hand, and turned his head to look at him. The black mask covered most of his face, adding a hint of mystery to people under such dim light.
The boss looked at it and suddenly felt a little dazed, "You..."
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, pulled over an old rattan chair beside him, sat down lazily, and then took off the necklace around his neck, "Have you seen this kind of jade?"
The boss's mind was pulled back. He glanced at Huo Yao before taking the necklace she handed over. After looking at it for a few seconds, he thought she was going to sell it, so he replied: "It's just a piece of ordinary white jade, probably worth tens of thousands. One dollar."
After a pause, he twirled the pendant with his fingers and turned it over, and continued: "You should have another half of this jade?"
(end of this chapter)