Li Laifu asked a series of questions that made the old man confused. He even forgot about eating Shanlihong just now.
Li Laifu continued: "Generally, bronze mirrors are haunted by female ghosts, and they are all wearing red clothes." Li Laifu thought about the detailed explanations in horror movies that he would watch in later generations.
Originally, they were at the end of a street. When the cold wind blew, the old man was frightened.
He is not afraid of death these days, after all, he has seen a lot of people, but he really believes in ghosts and gods.
Li Laifu himself felt a little cold. Even the old man who was frightened just now and was about to scold Li Laifu stopped talking and walked towards the crowd.
Seeing the empty space on the side, Li Laifu didn't want to tell any more ghost stories and said, "Old man, please continue selling bronze mirrors. I'll take a stroll over there."
The old man didn't even hesitate and said: "I'm going to continue this nonsense. You, your wicked grandson, talk about such nonsense in the middle of the night, and you talk about it in such a scary way. How can I sell it to the devil here alone?"
Whichever way the two people walked, the crowd dispersed. "You are living in vain at such an old age. What kind of bronze mirrors are sold at night? These people are avoiding you," Li Laifu said complainingly.
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "Can you please show off? Are they hiding from me? They are hiding from you, the god of plague."
Li Laifu said: "Old man, you must be conscientious when speaking. You are slandering me. It is obviously your fault. Who is a good person selling bronze mirrors at night? Besides, how do you know that what I am telling is a ghost story? And not the truth? Do you know which woman looked at that bronze mirror, and which woman's soul was locked in it? I can't tell when it came out." The more he said, the faster the people next to him ran.
The old man didn't know whether he was frightened or trembling with anger, and said: "You...you."
Li Laifu interrupted him directly: "Let's go our separate ways. I won't buy your bronze mirror anyway. You stay away from me. I'll go east and you go west, and we'll go our separate ways."
The old man took one look and opened his mouth to curse:
"I'm going to fuck you eight generations of ancestors, you immoral thing. To the east is the base of the city wall, and to the west is the coffin shop."
Several elderly people nearby laughed, including the old man who was frightened by Li Laifu's yell and laughed like a pig.
Li Laifu looked in the direction pointed by the old man, at the dark coffin shop.
He scratched his head and said to the old man: "You old man, do you have any quality? How can you curse others? I just casually said that we should go our separate ways? Who knew it was such a coincidence that there is a coffin shop over there..."
"You little bastard, you have no good intentions."
"Okay, okay! There's really nothing we can do about you, old man. You go north and I go south. We won't meet again this time, right?" Li Laifu said helplessly.
The old man sat directly on the ground and said: "This little bastard is a real grandson. We came from the north. There is not even a ghost in the north. I want to chat with the eighteenth generation of your ancestors?"
There were also a lot of people laughing nearby. Just now, the ghost story scared people away, but this time the two people bickered and brought people back.
Li Laifu himself laughed and said: "Old man, there's something wrong with you. We haven't known each other for ten minutes. If I don't arrange which road you should take, why don't you go home?"
The old man was stunned and stood up, slapping his butt: "Yes, why the hell should I listen to your grandson?"
The old man stood up and cursed: "I am unlucky when I meet your grandson. I didn't sell anything and I also ate a lot of mountain red."
It happened to be time, and everyone started setting up stalls on the roadside.
Li Laifu asked in surprise: "Old man, are you still selling?" The old man actually squatted down on the roadside again.
The old man glared at him and said, "I won't sell this thing. I dare to take it home."
After arguing with this old man for a long time, Li Laifu showed some class feelings and said: "Forget it, I see how pitiful an old man you are, give me five kilograms of stick noodles in exchange."
The old man didn't even hesitate. He stuffed the bronze mirror into his arms, gave him a small flour bag, and said, "You are such a grandson. Without you interfering, I can at least exchange for five kilograms of white flour. This is from the Tang Dynasty." Bronze mirror!”
In these days, the things of this dynasty are only judged by their exquisiteness. The only things that can be truly regarded as antiques are those from the previous dynasty, so the old man feels regretful.
Li Laifu said ungratefully: "You damn old man, don't be ignorant. If I don't change with you, do you believe that no one will change you until dawn?"
The old man ignored Li Laifu and sat in the corner without looking at him. He was obviously angry.
Li Laifu shook his head and said, "There's really nothing we can do against you old kids."
I found an alley and packed five kilograms of stick noodles. Thinking that the old man had been angry for so long, I should give him some compensation, and scooped a bowl of rice into the noodle bag.
Who told us not to lack this thing? Counteroffering is just fun, this damn sense of superiority.
"Here you go," Li Laifu put all the bronze mirrors into the space and took out only a small bag.
The old man took the bag and said, "Shine your flashlight for me and let me see."
Li Laifu turned on the flashlight and said, "You old man just doesn't know what's good. I didn't even bargain with you. How can I give you a lie?"
The old man shone the flashlight and saw that it was stick noodles. He weighed it again and said, "Your grandson doesn't know how to put stones in it, so why did it sink so much?" He put his hand into the noodle bag.
"You wicked grandson, you really poured sand into it," the old man cursed.
"It's unlucky for me to meet an old guy like you. Just grab a handful and I'll take a picture of you."
The old man grabbed a handful suspiciously, and Li Laifu almost shined his flashlight on it, and the old man saw clearly that there was rice inside.
Li Laifu said angrily: "You see clearly, you old man, I gave you two kilograms of rice for free, but you didn't thank me and even accused me of putting sand in it."
The old man grabbed two more handfuls and came up. When he saw that it was indeed rice, he said with a sad face: "You are a sinner, you are my nemesis! If you give it to me like this, I have to go back and call all my family members to pick them out one by one. Can’t you give it separately?”
Li Laifu said with an indifferent expression: "Let's eat together, what do you want to choose?"
The old man carried the flour bag and returned the flashlight to Li Laifu and said, "If you eat stick noodles mixed with rice, you won't be afraid of being struck by lightning? Rice is a fine grain."
Li Laifu waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go quickly and bring some good things with you in the future. Don't bring these crappy things."
snort!
After the old man left, Li Laifu continued to wander and saw an acquaintance, the Fifth Master who owed money for breakfast. The old man put a piece of paper and a snuff bottle. Li Laifu took a flashlight and took a photo. It was beautiful. It was really beautiful. Beautiful, such a small snuff bottle, and it also comes with a base. The top should be made of jade. There is no synthetic plastic these days, right?
