Repairer

Su Xiaofan had been running a stall in the antique market for two years, Zheng Dagang always treated him like his little brother. Now that something happened, he naturally wouldn't back down. He stepped forward, putting himself between Su Xiaofan and the others, and said: "Several big brothers, let's talk this out. Xiaofan is young, if he has offended anyone, I will apologize for him.","Huh What's going on" Zheng Dagang turned to look at Su Xiaofan, "Did you make crafts look old and sell them as antiques That's not according to the rules in your place.","But the receipt you gave me says it's from the Western Zhou Dynasty!" The middle-aged man widened his eyes, pulling out a receipt from his pocket. He felt a little embarrassed now; he had been in this line of work for over twenty years and hadn't expected to be outsmarted by a young guy like this.。