Li Mo took a sip of water, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message. Liu Yingying, who was standing aside and sulking, felt her phone vibrate. She took it out and looked at it, then raised her head and glanced at the tall black thing in the corner of the stall.
"Xiao Mo, let's go. There is nothing good in this stall. The boss is full of lies. I think it will be difficult for him to do business in the future."
Liu Yingying pulled Li Mo and pretended to leave.
"Okay, let's go somewhere else to have fun." Li Mo looked at the fat boss and sighed. The sarcasm on his face couldn't be concealed, as if it meant that your integrity has been eaten by a dog.
There was a roar all around.
The fat boss was confused. He had been here for many years, how could he ruin his own sign? But he really couldn't give away the ones Li Mo chose just now. Those who caught his fancy were probably worth some money.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. His eyes swept across the stall, and finally settled on the dark, strange-looking porcelain, and he had an idea in his mind. He grabbed Li Mo's arm and said with a smile: "I keep my word, uncle. If I say I will give you one, I will definitely give you one. Since you don't want to choose, then I will choose one for you on my own. Just wait a minute."
Li Mo stopped and saw that the fat boss took an empty box and put the black slender thing directly into it, filled it with some foam, and finally tied it with a rope to fix it.
"Little brother, this is what I picked out from thousands of people. You can bring it with you."
Li Mo's face was full of disgust, and the fat boss became even more enthusiastic when he saw it. He stuffed it into Liu Yingying's hand beside him: "Little girl, taking this thing away is a little bit of my heart."
Liu Yingying also said with a look of disgust: "Holding the pressing hand is still in the way."
"It's not a problem, it's not a problem at all. Take it away."
"Yingying, let's go."
Before leaving, Liu Yingying looked at the porcelain on the stall.
As soon as the two of them left, the uncle quickly started to pack up the stall and prepare to leave. He wanted to find someone to re-appraise the porcelain that he was taking care of. He was really careless. He didn't expect that there were so many good things in his stall.
After walking more than a hundred meters, Liu Yingying patted her chest and exhaled: "Xiao Mo, what kind of treasure is this? You are so fond of it."
Li Mo took it from her hand and said: "I don't know yet. I have never encountered it before, nor have I seen similar porcelain. This actually looks more like ceramic. As for the age, it may be before the Shang and Zhou dynasties. In the end, Is it the Xia Dynasty in ancient times or the Neolithic Age before Xia? I need to go back and ask the teacher for advice."
"It's such a long-standing treasure, so let's take it back to the car first. It's always scary to carry such a treasure."
"also."
The two of them retraced their steps, and when they passed the fat boss's stall, it was already empty.
Liu Yingying suddenly laughed, pointed to the empty seat and said: "The boss most likely went to find someone to appraise it, but why did you spend 30,000 to buy the broken porcelain before?"
"Heshen is a very famous person in history, although his reputation is very bad. And from a craftsmanship point of view, if it is complete, the quality of the porcelain is really good. I bought the fragments back and found someone to repair them, and they can also be put on bookshelves. Make a presentation on it.”
"Then why didn't you want it anymore?"
"The fat boss is playing tricks on me, so I'm not interested anymore."
After putting their things in the car, Li Mo and Liu Yingying started walking along Dongjiaomin Lane again. In early November, the sky gets dark quickly, and before five o'clock, the sun gradually sets. The lights in the shops came on one after another, and instead of being less crowded with tourists and pedestrians, it became even more lively.
"Yingying, it seems that they sell candy and porridge over there."
The people selling sugar porridge were a couple in their fifties, and their pots were placed on a tricycle. One is collecting money, the other is packing, and visually there are still more than ten people waiting in line.
The two stood in the queue and walked forward slowly. Liu Yingying was in a good mood and even hummed a tune.
"When did you learn Master's Huangmei opera accent?"
"It was because I wanted to perform a show at the welcome party, so I consulted Lao Liu for advice for many days and followed his instructions to train. Although I was not a professional, I was well received at the party."
"Your appearance adds a lot of points to your performance." Li Mo laughed. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his arm. Liu Yingying was grabbing his flesh.
"I'm praising you."
Only then did Liu Yingying reveal her teeth and chuckle.
Finally it was the turn of the two of them, each with a bowl of sugar porridge.
"This is a bit like eight-treasure porridge." Liu Yingying took a look at the cooked sugar porridge and said, "There seems to be lotus root starch dumplings in it."
Li Mo took a bite and nodded and said: "No matter how it is made, take a bite, it tastes really good."
"I remember there was a similar sugar porridge in an old street in Gusu City. We ate it together when we were kids. Do you still remember it?"
"Of course I remember, but the ingredients of these two sugar porridges are still different. Although the methods are different, as long as they are delicious."
The two of them walked and ate with bowls in hand.
"Master Li?"
As he was walking, someone suddenly called him from behind. Li Mo looked back and saw Niu Sanpang waving to him not far away. The beauty next to him was Xu Jiaxin. Judging from their inseparable appearance, their relationship is developing smoothly.
"Hello, Mr. Li."
Xu Jiaxin was very polite, and then her eyes fell on Liu Yingying next to Li Mo. She was a very beautiful girl with a happy expression on her face. Suddenly there was a murmur in his heart, could this girl be Li Mo's sweetheart?
"Hello, Miss Liu." Sanpang greeted Liu Yingying.
"Three Fatties, do you know each other?" Xu Jiaxin asked curiously.
"Miss Liu is Master Li's daughter. We grew up together. Now she is studying at the Kyoto Film Academy. We met once a few days ago."
Niu Sanpang didn't go into details about how they met. He just passed by and then asked: "Master Li, when did you get here?"
"About four o'clock, what's wrong?"
"Ten minutes ago, I met a boy from the Li family at the entrance of an alley over there. The boy didn't know what kind of stimulation he had. He opened a bottle of beer over there and drank it while shouting about revenge. You and him have nothing to do with each other. Have you met?"
Li Mo shrugged his shoulders, expressing his helplessness.
"No way, you are really enemies, and you can even meet here. That kid just returned to Kyoto this morning, and you met here in the afternoon. What stimulation did he receive? He can roar like crazy over there. "
"If you could have met me half an hour earlier, maybe you could have picked up some good porcelain and brought it back. It was a folk kiln product of Heshen, the minister next to Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty. Although several pieces were broken, you can take it back and repair it. not bad."
Niu Sanpang immediately became energetic and asked hurriedly: "Where are you? Are you still here?"
"No more. The boss was afraid that the treasure would be taken away, so he closed the stall and went back. Let's go, since we met, let's finish the meal together."
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