Chapter 175
Handan used to be the capital of the State of Zhao, and the term Handan "toddler" originated here. Moreover, Handan is adjacent to Pengcheng. In ancient times, it was the birthplace of the Zheng'er Ba Sutra of the Cizhou Kiln. The Cizhou Kiln has white-engraved plum vases and porcelain pillows. In the past, people who traveled all over the world to collect antiques would always go to Handan when they came to Hebei. Those people wanted to collect Cizhou kiln tiger pillows and sell them at high prices to make a fortune.
The green train ran slowly. At that time, there was no high-speed rail station in Handan area, just Handan West Station. After packing our luggage, we got off the train at around 10 p.m.
"Are you staying in a hotel? Are you staying in a hotel?"
"Single room or double room, with shower and charging, only 30 yuan a night!"
"My name is Wei County, my name is Wei County, I need one person to start the train immediately!"
After leaving the train station, I shouted at the people staying in the hotel and the people driving illegal cars, and people kept coming up to chat with me.
Douyazai yawned and said: "Yunfeng, head, let's find a place to stay for one night. This person is unfamiliar with the place and doesn't know the way around. Please don't wander around at night, okay?"
The small hotel near the train station is dirty and messy. I actually don't want to stay there, but there are other people there right now, and I have to consider other people's thoughts and feelings.
I asked Zhao Xuanxuan, Miss, are you tired? Should we stay in a small hotel or go find someone?
Zhao Xuanxuan said listlessly: "I think Dou Ya is right, we should find a place to stay first, and wait until dawn continues. We are already here, so there is no rush for a few hours."
"Okay, let's rest first tonight and recover."
I waved to the woman who was soliciting customers just now.
"Young man, are you staying in the hotel?" The woman trotted over immediately.
We rented three more rooms, and the female boss charged 120. Douyazai was used to the hard life on the boat, so he tried his best to bargain with her. Later, the woman accidentally saw the mobile phone that was used on her head, her eyes lit up, and she killed her at the same price. Don't let go.
The mobile phone I held in my head at that time was the Bird s2000, with a market price of more than 3,000 yuan. The Nokia 8210 at the same time was only more than 2,000 yuan. The advertisement that Bird advertised at that time was that it was a fighter among mobile phones. It was a clamshell type with a one-inch display and a radio function. It was awesome. If it doesn’t work, Samsung, Ericsson and others will have to step aside.
This woman saw that we were using thousands of mobile phones, so she refused to lower the price. She didn't want to waste time on such a trivial matter, so she shook her hand and said that's it.
The place we live in is a guest house, on three floors, with a normal environment. Douyazai and I share a room, the head is in a room, and Miss Zhao is in a room. Miss Zhao asked the proprietress where to take a bath, and the answer she received was that there were only public bathrooms for men and women to use together. She might have mysophobia and couldn't adapt, so she didn't go.
At 11:30 p.m., I came back from the shower in dragging clothes. As I was passing by the corridor, I suddenly saw a wave of more than a dozen people going up to the third floor at the same time, and then there was constant noise from the third floor.
The person on duty at the front desk was a energetic red-haired girl in her early twenties. I walked over and asked out of curiosity: "Hey, beauty, what are you doing with all this noise on the third floor?"
The spirited girl held her chin and yawned, and said sleepily: "We are having a bed date. Today is the 16th. Those are all selling antiques."
When I heard about sex, I became interested.
Came across this.
Sex dating is a trading method that only exists in antique shops. It is said that it existed in the Qing Dynasty. In the past, itinerant antique dealers traveled around the country with their things and concentrated them in hotels and inns. I don’t know who started it. Everyone is selling things on the hotel bed, using the bed as a matchmaker to exchange utensils.
I've heard about it before, but I've never had the chance to see it with my own eyes. Now I definitely want to go and see the excitement.
After calling Dou Sprout, we went up to the third floor. We saw a dozen rooms with their doors open. We passed through the middle corridor and had an unobstructed view of the rooms.
Sellers in twos and threes are sitting cross-legged on the floor playing cards. The bedding on the bed is neat, and rows of antique goods are neatly placed. There are porcelain, ancient jade, bronze Buddha statues, ancient books and scrolls, and miscellaneous treasures. If anyone passing by in the corridor takes a fancy, If there is an item on the bed, the door will be knocked three times. Three knocks means that the buyer comes to see the item, and four knocks means that the buyer wants to come and get acquainted.
