Super Pickup King

Tang Qi's heart was so tight that Mickey was crying, and he couldn't see the tears of girls, especially a girl who was so attractive to Mickey.

"Don't cry, I have a way to help you earn this money." Tang Qi approached Mickey and whispered.

"How do you earn so much money?" Mickey wiped away her tears and looked at Tang Qi expectantly.

"Have you forgotten? I'm an antiques expert who knows the goods. Let's go shopping outside now, and we can pick up the missing pieces." Tang Qi said with a smile.

He is also eager to try now. With Qian Lao's testimony, Tang Qi is convinced of the information obtained by his fingers at this time. If every baby can figure it out by himself, then making money will be a piece of cake?

After bidding farewell to Wang Ge and Qian Lao, Tang Qi left Gubaoge with Mickey.

According to Tang Qi's analysis, the price of gold and silverware is stable, and the true and false are easy to distinguish. The probability of missing is not high. Tang Qi does not understand the painting and calligraphy. Yubao Pavilion for trading jade!

The two went straight to the Yubao Pavilion at the gate of the black market. At this time, the sky was completely dark. The entire Yubao Pavilion was brightly lit, and there was still a lot of people inside.

A vase carved from white marble attracted Tang Qi's attention.

That's it!

Tang Qiqiang suppressed his excitement, stretched out his fingers, and gently touched the vase.

But there was no response in his mind. Tang Qi waited for three full minutes, but the anticipation still didn't sound.

"Tang Qi, how about it, is this valuable?" Mickey couldn't help but ask when Tang Qi was not talking.

"Wait, I'll take a good look." Tang Qi felt strange. After being bitten, he only touched the bronze Gui and Mickey, and got accurate information. Why did he only touch the vase without responding?

Tang Qi was puzzled. Could it be that his fingers could only identify part of the objects?

Thinking of this, Tang Qi turned to look at Mickey: "Take your hand here."

"Huh?" Mickey was taken aback, but still handed her hand over.

Tang Qi grabbed Mickey's white wrist, put his index finger on Mickey's pulse, sinking his heart to feel it.

"Bang, bang, bang." There was no sound except for a uniform pulse.

Tang Qi couldn't help frowning, why couldn't even Mickey recognize it?

I reported my height and weight before...

Thinking of this, Tang Qi's inspiration suddenly flashed!

Charge!

The last sound in my mind is to remind myself that it is time to recharge!

It’s just that Mickey’s high-priced purchase of Huo Lian, I forgot about it, and everything can be explained now.

So the question is, how to charge the finger?

Is it possible to plug the charger into your finger like charging a mobile phone?

"Hey... can you let me go?" Just when Tang Qi was puzzled, Mickey suddenly interrupted, her face flushed, and a shy expression flashed across her face.

Tang Qi remembered that he was still holding Mickey's little hand, and he immediately let go, and said embarrassingly: "Uh, I'm sorry Mickey, I'm afraid I can't pick it up today, I...something went wrong, should I come back another day?"

As soon as Tang Qi's voice fell, Mickey's face fell suddenly, and she was more pitiful than the kitten that no one wanted: "The only person I trust now is you, and only you can help me. I have suffered since I was a child. He fell off the bed when he was three years old, and his three-year-old grandfather died again, four years old..."

"Stop!" Tang Qi couldn't stand Mickey's pitiful appearance, and couldn't help but interrupt: "It's okay to help you, but there was really an accident today. I can't identify it, or another day?"

He can't tell Mickey that his fingers are out of power and need to be charged before they can be identified.

Mickey looked at Tang Qi suspiciously for a while, and after she was sure that Tang Qi had not deceived herself, she nodded, "Well, tomorrow is fine, but you are not allowed to go, and go to my house to sleep today."

Tang Qi was taken aback, his face flushed: "It's not so good, I didn't expect you to be so open. We just got to know each other on the first day, so we invited me to sleep in your house..."

Mickey reacted immediately and blushed, and cursed: "What do you think, I'm afraid you will run away. Only you can help me now. Of course I have to follow you closely."

After speaking, Mickey handed Huolian to Tang Qi: "Since you are going home with me, you should hold this thing. After holding it for so long, I'm almost exhausted."

Tang Qi took Huolian, and the moment his finger touched Huolian, a strange itch suddenly came, and Tang Qi immediately threw Huolian to the ground.

"Charging pile detected, please charge in time." A prompt sound came from my mind.

Damn, there is finally a voice!

Tang Qi couldn't help being excited, and felt unparalleled cordial to the voice in his mind!

But the fingers became more and more itchy, like being bitten by a mosquito at first, followed by the itching feeling getting stronger and stronger, and in a blink of an eye it reached the point of scratching the heart with a hundred claws.

As if controlled by a magical power, Tang Qi could feel the call from Huolian, and his index finger could not help but touch Huolian.

"Pabbing..." With a soft sound, Huolian burst out a trace of electric sparks. Tang Qi could see with his naked eyes that a weak electric current was swimming along the meteorite towards the wound on his finger, and then followed the wound into his body.

A tingling sensation of electric shock traveled all over the body, immediately alleviating the itching sensation of the fingers.

A charging frame also appeared in my mind, and the battery quickly returned to full capacity.

Before Tang Qi could react, the current disappeared, the charging frame disappeared without a trace, and the itching of the fingers disappeared immediately. All of this came too fast, like a dream, which made Tang Qi confused. , Even the tingling sensation that still remained on the body became unreal.

Tang Qi rubbed his eyes, thinking he was wrong, and then looking at his finger, the wound on it was gone!

The skin on the fingers is as good as before, as if they have never been injured, except for a fiery red lightning bolt on the fingertips, indicating that what happened just now is not a dream.