After the guests left, the boss, Guo Pi, walked around the bottle with a satisfied smile on his face. He seemed to be enjoying himself immensely and couldn't help but show off to Yang Bo: "This bottle is from the early years of the Qing Dynasty. Although it's not as good as previous eras, I bought it for 50,000 yuan and can easily double my money by selling it! Hehe!",Yang Bo suddenly heard a voice from the roadside. He turned his head to look and saw an old man, ragged and leaning against the steps, his forehead covered in sweat!,Yang Bo took out his own fried rice and picked up a pair of chopsticks. Suddenly, he thought of a question: where did the glass beads go。