Li Mo finished the bowl of noodles and drank the noodle soup together. His stomach finally felt better and the hangover symptoms were relieved.
"Yanzi, are you going to go fishing for lobster this afternoon?"
"My friends have gone to the nearby ditch to catch lobsters. I will accompany you around in the afternoon. This Chenjiagou has been developed into a tourist attraction because it retains its original ancient architectural style. Uncle Master, How about I take you to Folklore Street?"
There was nothing important in the afternoon anyway, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make a call first."
His phone call to Li Zhongsheng was answered after just a few rings.
"Xiao Mo, wake up."
"Dad, where is my suitcase?"
"What's so heavy in that room in our room?"
"A box full of cash."
The other end of the phone paused for a moment before whispering: "I'll go back and take a look, hang up first."
"Swallow, let's go."
Chenjia Village is quite large, with more than 200 households, but most of them are old people and children at home, while others are working outside. It was just the ancestor of the Chen family's 100th birthday party, and everyone outside rushed back one by one.
Chenjiacun, which is usually relatively deserted, will be very lively these days.
"Yanzi, where is the folk street you mentioned?"
"It's not far away. It's only a ten-minute walk from the village. There was originally only one temple there. Later, after development, Chenjia Village and the temple were connected. A folk street was built there, and everything was held during New Years and festivals. There are some special events. But the biggest event is the temple fairs in July and December, when people from all over the country come to play, it’s really lively.”
"So when does it start this month?"
"Normally it's mid-July, and some booths have already been set up over there. We can just go there and see it."
Chen Xiaoyan jumped up and down, as lively as a swallow.
There is a large parking lot outside Chenjia Village, and tour buses are constantly stopping. Tourists, led by tour guides, can either enter Chenjia Village and feel the charm of the ancient architecture, or walk towards the folk custom street like Li Mo and others.
"Uncle Junior, you think it's quite lively, right?"
Yan Zi pointed to the entrance of Folk Street not far away. There were quite a lot of people there. Maybe it was because of the summer vacation. There were many children and it was particularly lively.
There is only one main passage in Folk Street, which is about 300 meters long, and then there are several separate lanes, but no matter how you walk, you can eventually reach the entrance of the temple.
Like other tourist attractions, there are many snacks here, and some specialize in selling travel gifts. Li Mo walked more than fifty meters and saw a shop selling bracelets. There was a bulletin board at the door, which read: The manufacturer has closed down, and all bracelets will be sold at a discount, while supplies last.
"Yanzi, let's go in and take a look."
"No, little uncle, there's nothing to see here. Everything inside is too inferior. It's mainly just to deceive foreign tourists. The bulletin board is always at the door."
Chen Xiaoyan grabbed him and started to leave.
"I just took a look around. It's just a stroll anyway."
"Okay, let's go in together. I look familiar and they won't fool you."
Walking into the store, Li Mo saw a row of counters, which were divided into two floors and filled with various bracelets. Some seemed to be made of jade, some were made of gold and silver, and some were handmade crafts. There is also a row of cabinets beside the wall, which seem to contain old objects, silverware, wood carvings, porcelain, etc.
There were several groups of tourists inside, and they mainly looked at the bracelets in the cabinet.
Li Mo glanced at it and couldn't laugh or cry. None of those bracelets were good. They were either stones or chemically treated defective products.
Not to mention a 10% discount, he wouldn’t even take it as a free gift.
Li Mo turned around and was about to leave when his eyes glanced at a vase on the counter and he was suddenly surprised.
He walked to the counter, and a woman in her forties said, "Sir, our bracelets are all very beautifully made. They are now on sale at a discount. You can see which one you like, and I will show it to you."
Chen Xiaoyan walked to Li Mo and glanced at the woman with a dissatisfied expression.
The woman obviously knew Xiaoyan and said with a busy smile: "You guys take a look first."
After speaking, he walked aside to greet others.
"Uncle Junior, let's go."
"Don't worry, I'll take another look." He shouted to the people at the cabinet, "Boss, do you also sell this vase?"
The woman who left before came over again, looked at the vase used to arrange flowers on the cabinet and said, "Do you want to buy this vase?"
"Yes, I think the color is quite unique and relatively rare. If you sell it, and the price is right, I will buy it and put it on the table for flower arrangement."
The middle-aged woman glanced at the swallow beside Li Mo and said hesitantly: "This vase was brought back by our boss when he was purchasing goods from other places. Because of the special color, it was placed on the counter for flower arrangement."
“Forget it if you don’t sell it.”
Chen Xiaoyan was really afraid that Li Mo would be stabbed, so she pulled him away and wanted to leave.
"Since this gentleman likes it, we can sell it, but the price will be higher." The middle-aged woman quickly stopped the two of them, saying that it is not a sale. Since he likes this vase, it doesn't matter if it is sold to him.
"How much?" Chen Xiaoyan raised her chin, her eyes warning her not to make a blind offer.
"Our boss' purchase price is one thousand seventeen, can I earn one hundred as your labor fee?"
"A 50% discount, and then a small chop, and we'll take away the five hundred."
Li Mo looked at Chen Xiaoyan who was so good at bargaining, and felt funny in his heart.
"Not for sale." The middle-aged woman became anxious and refused directly.
"Then you make another price."
"Don't talk about it if it's less than nine hundred."
Chen Xiaoyan whispered to Li Mo at this time: "Uncle, it seems that this is her bottom line. If you like it, you can buy it back."
Li Mo nodded and agreed with her judgment. He pointed at the vase and said, "I bought it. Please pack it."
"Okay, I'll go find a small cardboard box and pack it for you."
Chen Xiaoyan saw the bright smile on the woman's face and immediately touched Li Mo's arm: "Uncle Junior, I feel that we have been deceived by her again."
Li Mo smiled and said nothing, no matter how hard she tried to fool him, she could not fool him.
The transaction was completed quickly, and the vase was wrapped in several layers of foam and placed in a rectangular cardboard box, specially tied with a rope so that it could be carried easily in the hand.
"Uncle Junior, let me help you carry it."
"I can just carry it myself and let's continue shopping."
"Yanzi, if it were a temple fair, wouldn't it be more lively here?"
"That's for sure. By then, the various stalls of the temple fair will extend all the way to our Chenjia Village, and there will even be a long row of sheds along the road there. My friends and I will cook the lobsters we caught before. Produce two or three flavors and sell them on a small stool on the roadside, and you can easily sell dozens of kilograms in half a day."
"How much do you sell crayfish per pound?"
"Fifteen yuan, a lot of pocket money."
The two of them strolled around Folk Street for more than an hour and ate a lot of delicious food. Just as he was about to go to the temple for a walk, Li Mo received a call from his mother, telling him that Chen Feng had arrived home and asked him to go back immediately.
"Yanzi, your aunt is home, we will go back right away."
"Then let's go back quickly. Auntie promised to bring me some beautiful hairpins."
Back in Chenjia Village, there were obviously more people coming and going. They all showed kind smiles to Li Mo, and several middle-aged men took the initiative to invite him to their home.
"Uncle Junior, those few people just now are of the same generation as me. Their children should be called your uncle based on their seniority."
Well, because my father has a higher seniority, my status also rises with the tide.
