When we got to Guijie Street, the market had not yet opened, and it should be about to open soon. Li Laifu held a cigarette in his mouth, waved a flashlight, and shouted with an old donkey's face: "I'll go around the front and come back to you in a while."
Lao Biaozi sighed: "This grandson has not been here for several days. The ghost market has finally returned to normal. He made such a big noise when he came."
Old Biaozi smiled again and said: "Old Donkey, don't tell me that this guy has a good relationship with you. He didn't even pay attention to me."
Old Donkey Tou smoked his pipe and pot and said happily with a smile: "This confirms the saying that smart people like to make friends with smart people."
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Old Biaozi turned around again and asked: "Who are you calling stupid? You lame donkey, why is your mouth getting worse and worse?"
The old donkey glanced at the old Biaozi's neck and shook his head, alas! Sighed again.
Lao Biaozi is most afraid of him being like this, and every time he feels that his time is running out.
"An old grandson, a little grandson, so damn wicked," the old Biaozi wrapped his clothes tightly and cursed.
It's time for Li Laifu to walk from south to north. I don't know why these people have to wait until the right time? When the time comes, they all take a few steps forward in unison.
Several people passed by but didn't find anything good. Suddenly Li Laifu saw something interesting. He picked it up and shined it with a flashlight. This is the pinched franc clock of later generations. This thing is a good thing, but I don't know if the yellow thing on it is. Gilt? If it is pure gold, it must be something from the palace.
He also knows the rules after visiting the ghost market several times. If you are selling antiques, don't ask. If you ask, buying antiques can be said to be pure gold. The key is that they won't let you bargain.
"How to sell this thing?" Li Laifu asked.
The old man glanced at Li Laifu and replied: "200 yuan, 50 kilograms of stick noodles, 20 kilograms of flour or rice."
What the fuck? This is the first time Li Laifu has heard such a price after shopping so many times. Even porcelain with an old donkey head, which is treated as a treasure, does not have such a price.
Seeing Li Laifu's surprise, the old man said proudly: "I know you know this thing. When you pick up my object, your eyes are rolling around. Let me tell you something serious about the things in the Forbidden City. The yellow color on it is not copper, but pure gold?"
Anyway, Li Laifu, who was wearing a mask and refused to admit it, should he make a counter-offer? Of course, he had to belittle something. Li Laifu said with disbelief: "How do you know it's real gold?"
The old man pointed to a part and said, "Look at the tooth mark on it, it was made by me."
Li Laifu secretly scolded the wicked old man, this tooth mark? It reduces the value a lot.
Come on, this damn old man is a genius and the price is high, so there is no hope.
The two of them were bargaining. Li Laifu didn't want anything bad, he mainly enjoyed the process, and he didn't want these old people and young people to take advantage.
The final transaction between the two of them was 150 yuan, 20 pounds of stick noodles and five pounds of white noodles.
Although the price is quite expensive, Li Laifu is still very happy. When he is in his forties or fifties and has many antiques, he will also build a museum. If he doesn't understand what it means, he will start a rehabilitation.
Not to mention the elderly, there are young people. Who doesn’t yearn for Mr. Ma’s life? Who doesn’t envy Mr. Ma? Looking at a house full of antiques, how dare he keep two cats? Just asking you whether you have liver tremor or not? As long as you are arrogant or not, that's it.
Li Laifu also watched a video of collecting purple clay teapots, not to mention the look and proud expression.
Buying a property and collecting rent are not necessarily stable, and no one will rent the house during the epidemic. However, if you build a few museums, at least five generations of people will not be lonely.
After the transaction was completed, Li Laifu put the enamel clock into the space in the alley.
Eating an apple, it was crunchy and crunchy. I don’t know how many people’s attention it attracted along the way. If the meat-eating people had gathered around, although eating apples is also greedy, things that help digestion have always been in this era. Keep people at a respectful distance.
"How full is your grandson before he dares to eat apples like this?"
Li Laifu stopped. It's good that he doesn't chat. Why are there still people scolding him? He took a flashlight and shined it on the old man's face.
Li Laifu looked at the old man and asked, "You old man are not here to sell bronze mirrors again, are you?"
"You're the one selling bronze mirrors!"
The old man picked up the pipe pot, put some tobacco in it, lit it and said: "Let's take a look at my things, okay, let's just change them, and I'll go home early."
Although Li Laifu was so angry that he was going to die, he still gave a lot of things, especially the two kilograms of rice at the end, which was definitely more than the value of five kilograms of stick noodles.
"You old man has gone crazy," Li Laifu said after shining the flashlight.
The old man said with a look of disdain: "Can you please give me some respect? I didn't even open the box, I didn't even look at the contents, and you just said it."
Li Laifu sighed. He was still young and anxious. The key was that he took advantage of the old man last time and was a little impulsive this time.
He chuckled. He wasn't embarrassed to be exposed, since his face was covered anyway.
I was recalling various ghost movies in my mind, preparing to tell the old man about them after I saw them.
The old man said with a smile on his face: "Don't think about it anymore. If you dare to continue making up things after I open it, I will convince you."
Li Laifu thought to himself, this old man has a good temper. It was a pity that he was not sent to the coffin shop last time.
After opening it, Li Laifu really didn't dare to say that what this old man was selling today was a porcelain Maitreya Buddha statue.
"Say, go ahead and make one up for me," the old man said with a proud look on his face.
Li Laifu picked it up and took a look. He didn't know what kind of kiln entrance it was or what era it was. He mainly wanted to see if it was damaged. No one could fool him about this. After all, his space was like a microscope.
Li Laifu said unforgivingly: "You old man, don't be too arrogant."
The old man laughed and said, "If you have the ability, tell me that a female ghost popped out of this Maitreya Buddha statue."
Li Laifu put the Buddha statue on the ground, clasped his hands and murmured to himself: "He said it. If you make any mistakes, go to him. He said you are not a real Buddha. He also said you are possessed by a female ghost. You also know where his home is." , go to him if you have anything."
The old man froze on the spot, his face turned pale, which was too much compared to the street scene of the ghost market. Li Laifu bowed to the Buddha statue three more times.
Li Laifu said loudly: "Old man, you are finished now. There may not be female ghosts, but that is a Buddha statue, and it is possible that it has been consecrated, so you know..."
I can't scare you to death, you're a bad old man who is a remnant of feudalism, but you still have sex with me, Li Laifu thought to himself.
"Why don't you kowtow and admit your mistake quickly," Li Laifu said to the old man.
Who would dare to say this to any old man in the future? It is estimated that the old man is always a talker, but in this era, these people have long been accustomed to kneeling.
The old man was really obedient. He knelt down and kowtowed.
Li Laifu bent down to pick up the Buddha statue, waited for the old man to kowtow, and then said to the old man: "Get up, let's talk about the price."
The old man glanced at the ground. There were no Buddha statues left, and only Li Laifu stood in front of him.
