An oil lamp was there, and three objects were placed on an oilcloth beside it.
On the right is a bird-shaped ornament, with a small silver box placed in the middle, which looks vaguely like a music box from the West.
On the left is a blood-red jade Ruyi.
Two dark figures squatted next to the stall, making awkward gestures with the stall owner. At first glance, they looked like two novices.
Everyone in the ghost market would hide their identity, and these three were no exception. They covered their identities so tightly that they couldn't see anything except their eyes.
The two shoppers were both wearing high-end fur coats. Judging from their figure and appearance, they should be a middle-aged man and a girl.
The girl might be a little tired from squatting, so she stood up, rubbed her knees and moved her shoulders.
I suddenly felt inexplicably familiar with her, especially when she stood up and supported herself just now.
Xiaolian had already pulled me over. The two shopping people saw that someone else was coming next to them, so they moved to the side.
I happened to be standing next to the woman. Apart from the smell of kerosene in the lantern under my feet, I could smell the woman's faint body fragrance that was different from Xiaolian's.
Why does this girl make me feel so much like her?
However, this is impossible!
I shook my head, feeling a little nervous.
Xiaolian had already squatted down, turned on a small flashlight, and began to look at the music box carefully.
Judging from the color, this music box should be made of silver, because it has been too long, and many of the carved patterns have turned black.
However, its craftsmanship is Western, and it looks very special, which is very attractive to girls. In the words of the little girl, it is very western.
Xiaolian gently opened the lid of the box.
Ding dong, ding dong!
Two crisp sounds sounded inside.
Snapped!
Xiaolian closed it and looked at me.
I nodded, and Xiaolian happily took out a coin and pressed it on the box.
According to the rules of the ghost market, I have taken a fancy to this thing. I will negotiate the price with the stall owner later. No one else can touch it until there is no result.
I signaled Xiaolian not to worry, took the flashlight and shined it on the ornament next to me. This thing was also made of sterling silver.
I gently took it in my hand and turned it over to look at it.
Why does this thing look so familiar?
Hey, I remembered.
It is very similar to the turkey Liu Han picked up in Dajin Village. It is exactly the same in terms of craftsmanship, material, and even appearance, but it is much smaller.
I looked up at the boss and saw that he was still negotiating with the two people and just glanced at me.
I put the bird and the music box together.
At this time, the stall owner was obviously a little impatient with those two people. He let go of them and started to receive me. He stretched out eight fingers and clenched his fist.
This is, eighty.
Xiaolian couldn't help squeezing my hand, which meant she wanted to try bargaining.
I took off her gloves and drew seventy on the palm of her hand.
Xiaolian glared at me, raised her little hand and quickly gestured, sixty.
Then I put the coin away, which means I will leave if you can't do it.
The stall owner hesitated for a few seconds and then folded his hands to signify the deal.
I shined the flashlight on the other red jade Ruyi again. Among the three things, this one is actually the one I am most optimistic about.
If I am not mistaken, this is definitely the finest Hetian jade. Judging from its workmanship and style, it is at least an object from the Qing Dynasty.
Unfortunately, there is already a coin on it, and those two people just want to buy it.
Xiaolian had already paid, put the things away in her bag, and pulled me forward with satisfaction. She stopped at another stall a little further away and couldn't put it down while looking at several small animals carved from red sandalwood.
I looked back over there and could vaguely see the hands of the middle-aged man and the stall owner moving faster and faster. It seemed that they were a little anxious.
The stall owner suddenly took off the coin and threw it on the oilcloth. He grabbed Yu Ruyi and stuffed it into the bag next to him. This meant that this thing was not going to be sold and the stall had to be closed in advance.
He has sold two things. He is satisfied today and is ready to come back tomorrow.
"No, you can't take this thing away. I don't have enough money. I can give you more money, five hundred, no, six hundred?"
"You come with me to get it."
The middle-aged man was very anxious, grabbed the stall owner's arm and shouted.
I frowned slightly.
The middle-aged man forgot the rules in his desperation. Fortunately, his voice was not loud, but this also made the stall owner very angry.
"Go away!"
He growled lowly, shook off the man and walked out.
"Stop!"
The girl next to him suddenly shouted: "Where did you get that thing? It's from my home. If you don't tell the truth, I will report it to the Public Security Bureau."
This girl's voice was very loud. Not only did she completely break the rules of the ghost market, but she also violated the biggest taboo.
Just question the origin of the other party's goods. This is challenging a centuries-old business rule. Are you going to ruin everyone's jobs?
Now, unlike in the past, there are not so many truly shady things in the ghost market. Even if there are some of unknown origin, no one will openly sell stolen things here.
At least it has to go through several hands, otherwise the place would have been sealed off by the Public Security Bureau.
To put it bluntly, even if you find something that was once yours here, you can only acknowledge it first.
Since the ghost market can continue to operate, it must have formed its own unique management method. How could someone be allowed to run wild like this?
Sure enough, this girl just shouted out.
The stall owner raised his hand, held down the lantern below, suddenly brightened the flame, and raised it to shine on the girl's face.
"dad!"
The girl screamed and lowered her head, leaning tightly against the middle-aged man next to her.
"Little girl, are you here to cause trouble on purpose? Do you understand the rules here?"
As the light of the lantern was lit, several figures in black who had been hiding in different locations ran over and flashed several flashlights into the eyes of the father and daughter.
"Hey, what are you doing? Are there any more royal methods?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly protected his daughter.
A dark figure sneered: "What are you doing? We don't kill people or set fires, so what can we do?
"I just want to teach you a lesson. The worst we can do is stay in the bureau for a few days."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to grab the girl.
Ah!
The father and daughter struggled desperately.
There were so many people around, but no one stepped forward to stop them. It was obvious that these two people had offended the public.
I have a headache. I can’t tell who is right or wrong about this matter.
This is the rule that the ghost market has formed over the years. Although it is a bit strong, it is not illegal in a strict sense.
Besides, everyone knew it well, and those few who maintained order could not go too far. At best, they would be beaten with bruises and bruises, and they would have to pay some money.
Du Jun and Wang Man had already walked far away and were looking at some pieces of pearl jewelry. When they heard the chaos here, they hurried over.
"Xiao Dao, what happened?"
"Army, there seems to be a fight over there, but there is a girl with a very familiar voice."
I stared at the woman in front of me and replied.
"Yeah, I think that voice is a bit familiar too?"
Xiaolian also heard it, but she wasn't sure. Everyone here was wearing big masks, and the sound they made was somewhat strange.
"No, it must be her, Dajun, you protect them both."
I didn't have time to say anything more, so I turned around and rushed towards the crowd,
He grabbed the girl and stood in front of her.
