Teacher He of the Siheyuan

After hearing what the short-haired girl said, he understood.

One is practical and can also carry goods, and the other is more used for transportation.

From what she said, she probably thought that she wanted to buy something practical, capable of riding and loading, but you are still too young.

"Lesbians, I want to see Feige brand bicycles. Young people like this one." He Daqing said his favorite model.

If he didn't have a system, he would probably buy a permanent one, but his space is larger than a truck, so he wants something permanent.

The short-haired girl was also stunned for a moment, but she didn't say much. She can buy whatever she likes, and she doesn't have extra money to get the car after selling it.

The next step is very simple. She led He Daqing to look at the exhibits displayed in the store. The appearance is not as exquisite as the later generations, but it has a special style of the times, and the quality is more durable. If you cherish it, it can be passed on to the next generation. ,satisfy.

He Daqing gave the money 120 yuan on the spot, plus the bicycle ticket, the total value was no less than 140 yuan, and his net worth shrunk by almost a quarter. I went to the hardware store and bought a lock for two yuan, and my mother felt sorry for my poor self.

It's also scary for a man to chop his hands.

To make money, you must make money!

He left the department store on his bicycle, the sun was just right and the breeze was not dry.

The sky in Beijing is also brilliant.

Not to mention that this bike is comfortable and stable to ride. After wandering through two streets, it came to an inconspicuous alley.

While no one was paying attention, he put away the car, and after a while, He Daqing came out from the other side of the alley. At this time, he was wearing a scarf, his clothes had changed into a gray cloth shirt, and his hair was also gathered a little. Difficult to recognize by neighbors for many years.

After another alley, I came to the entrance of an alley. There were two people at the entrance, one old and one young, smoking, their eyes flicking around the entrance of the alley from time to time.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a scarf coming here alone, and the younger, smaller man came over and asked, "Do you know the rules?"

He Daqing didn't answer, and took out the dime that he had prepared a long time ago and handed it over. The little man reached out to take it without any nonsense, and stepped aside.

This is a relatively secluded pigeon market near the south city of the capital. Now because private stalls are not allowed in the market, it is suspected of speculation. However, many people do have this demand, so the pigeon market was born.

There are liquid ones, and there are relatively fixed ones. This is the latter. Although you have to pay a dime for the ticket, the safety is guaranteed, and the goods are more and more complete.

Going into the alley, some people started to set up stalls on the ground, with some goods underneath, covered with a layer of cloth, which was half hidden. When I went up and asked, they all talked about exchanging things, and never mentioned the word "buy and sell".

On the outskirts are some villagers from nearby lands, carrying some mountain goods into the city to exchange things, usually fungus, melons and fruits, vegetables, a small amount of poultry, chickens, ducks, geese and so on. When they meet outside, they say they are visiting relatives. Yes, and some are herbal.

He Daqing doesn't know much about herbal medicines, but he knows ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, Polygonum multiflorum, Cordyceps, and some nourishing herbs for medicinal diet, and others are nepeta, licorice, and ginkgo for typhoid fever and colds.

After walking a few steps, I stopped in front of an uncle's stall covered with a straw hat. There were four baskets on the stall. Through the opened cloth, I could see that there were eggs, vegetables, and two wild pheasants inside.

His fingers were chapped and rough, the veins on his arms were exposed, and under the dirty clothes, strong muscles could be seen faintly.

This person is probably not a hunter.

It's not appropriate to ask the bottom line here, so I didn't ask too much, "Hello, how do you change the eggs?"

"Eggs are 1 cent and 5. If you buy 100, you can get two cents cheaper." The uncle seemed a little dull, and he didn't say anything after he finished speaking. He didn't introduce the price of some other vegetables and pheasants.

"How many eggs are in this basket"

"There are 512 more, do you want them?" The uncle was silent for a while, and asked one more question.

He Daqing noticed that there was a hint of depression in the depths of this man's eyes, he might have encountered some difficulties and was more anxious.

He nodded, "That's all, but I still have to go shopping, and it's hard for me to take so many things. Wait for me here, and I'll get them later."

The uncle was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this person actually bought them all. Could it be that this person is a purchaser from that restaurant, because ordinary people simply can't finish them, and if all the eggs are sold, what is left of him will be sold. It's much easier to sell, and it will definitely be sold out before the afternoon.

"Okay, sir, I'll wait for you here," the straw hat old man replied.

He Daqing didn't expect this person to be so accurate, and guessed his identity was very close. As for why he bought so many tickets, of course it was because he didn't need tickets.

And it won’t break if you put it in the space. According to his estimate, 500 eggs will be eaten in less than a year. These are all rural eggs, which can only be bought at various price increases in later generations. I accidentally realized another egg. free.

Continue to walk forward and put some cloths. The owner of the stall is an aunt with heavy makeup. It can be seen that the makeup skills are not bad. If you come out to set up a stall at night, it will probably scare the children.

I also saw some industrial products, such as flashlights, radios, and electronic watches. The stall was a man wearing a hat and smearing dust on his face. He couldn't tell how old he was.

flashlight?He can see at night.

radio?Sorry, this thing is worse than a flashlight.

digital watch?Oh my god, it's a pity to hang the designer to death with that non-local and foreign style. It's not as accurate as the pocket watch in his space. Moreover, this electronic watch looks like a fake watch, with some glass attached to make it high-end. goods.

The stall owner greeted the customers warmly and said, "Hello, handsome guy, do you want to buy a watch? The islanders who live a good life, made it out of tinkering. It will definitely save face when you take it out."

Ha ha.

You can see his handsomeness through the scarf, no wonder he set up a stall here, so he also smiled apologetically through the scarf, and left.

He saw something of interest.

A bronze ware of primitive simplicity.

The stall owner who was smearing the dust was depressed, hemp, he didn't want any industrial products, so he ran to the antique stall, anyone who is serious would buy this thing, it's not suitable for eating or drinking, it's another idiot.

The owner of the antique stall, wearing old-fashioned sunglasses, "The distinguished guests are coming, please taste, calligraphy and painting, jade, porcelain are available"

"Hello, this small bronze tripod, can I take a look at it?" He Daqing said, pointing to an item.

"In the eyes of the distinguished guest, this is the bronze dish used by the emperor in the Shang and Zhou dynasties. It is said that King You of Zhou used it to drink wine while embracing Baosi, and then playing with the princes."

Oh, it's still used by celebrities.

He Daqing didn't know if it was due to the influence of his heart. When he saw this small bronze tripod, he felt his eyelids twitch. He felt that this thing was unusual, and it might be related to him.

As for whether it was from Shang Zhou, I don't know, but it wasn't from last week, so he could probably tell.