Siheyuan: Traveling through Cai Quanwu, pretending to be Uncle Shazhu

Without the random guy like Silly Zhu, the morning of the first grade of junior high school was very peaceful, and nothing happened randomly asking for red envelopes.

Needless to say, the method of making children kowtow to ask for red envelopes is indeed disgusting.

After Shazhu washed up, he went to the kitchen to get busy.

Half an hour later, Silly Zhu's voice came from the kitchen.

"He Yuyu, come and serve the dumplings."

"okay."

He Yuyu responded and went to the kitchen.

After a while, He Yuyu came to the house carrying dumplings.

Not seeing Silly Zhu, Cai Quanwu asked casually.

"Where's your brother?"

"I'm delivering dumplings to the old lady."

Hearing He Yuyu say that Silly Zhu gave dumplings to the deaf old lady, Cai Quanwu smiled and said to He Yuyu.

"Your brother is such a good grandson."

He Yuyu thought about Cai Quanwu's words, nodded and said, "My brother is indeed a good grandson."

"Pfft." Cai Quanwu almost spit out the dumplings he took in his mouth.

Cai Quanwu's appearance made He Yuyu couldn't help laughing.

Silly Zhu came back and felt baffled when he saw the two people laughing.

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After eating dumplings, Cai Quanwu and Shazhu brother and sister were ready to go out for a walk.

They have no relatives to go to and are bored at home.

I heard that the temple fair was very lively. When Cai Quanwu and Shazhu brother and sister mentioned it, everyone unified their minds and wanted to have fun.

The three people put on gloves, took measures to keep warm, and pushed the bicycles outside the hospital.

When you meet people on the street, everyone will say hello to the New Year.

"Uncle Zhuzi, where are you going?" a neighbor asked with a smile.

"If you have nothing to do, go to the temple fair."

"I'll go shopping when I have time."

"Come on, let's go."

There are many temple fairs in Sijiucheng. Cai Quanwu and the others are going to the Changdian Temple Fair. This is the most popular temple fair among people and the most lively temple fair.

The Changdian Temple Fair is different from other temple fairs in that it is a purely commercial temple fair, while other temple fairs have more or less religious overtones.

This may also be the reason why it is so lively. After all, some people like this thing and some people hate it.

Apart from money, there is nothing I dare say anyone likes.

Cai Quanwu rode a bicycle, carrying Sha Zhu and He Yuyu to Liulichang.

The center of the Changdian Temple Fair is in Liulichang and Xinhua Street.

By the time the bicycle reached Liulichang, Cai Quanwu was already sweating profusely, mainly because the stupid pillar was too heavy.

The temple fair is crowded, and there are people with needs, such as looking after bicycles.

Don't think that there are no thieves in this era. This profession has always existed.

Compared with the value of the bicycle, the money spent on the bicycle is really not worth mentioning.

If the car was stolen, I wouldn't be able to cry. If it was stolen, there would be almost no chance of getting it back.

Cai Quanwu didn't care about the dime it cost to look after the bicycle. He found a bicycle guardian, parked the bicycle under his command, paid a dime, and blended into the crowd with the Silly Zhu brothers and sisters.

There was an endless stream of people coming to the temple fair, one after another. Cai Quanwu held He Yuyu's hand, fearing that she would be scattered by the crowd and carried away.

If they are scattered, finding someone is not an easy task.

As for Silly Zhu, Cai Quan was worried that even if such a big man dispersed, he would still know that he would go home.

Pulling the excited He Yuyu, Cai Quanwu pushed forward with all his strength. Cai Quanwu would stop and take a look at every stall.

To be honest, this was Cai Quanwu’s first time visiting a temple fair, and it was really novel.

Cai Quanwu felt that it was much more interesting than the food festivals that were often held later.

Forgive me that Cai Quanwu has only been to the food festival, so he can only use the food festival as a comparison.

Before time travel, Cai Quanwu’s hometown had no activities during the Chinese New Year.

Cai Quanwu first experienced going to the market when he started working in his twenties and went to the north on a business trip.

Of course, this was before 2000. Later, the economy developed and there were gradually more New Year activities, but the activities at this time did not have the flavor of the New Year.

The long east-west Liulichang Street was crowded with tourists. Cai Quanwu and others walked along and watched.

Various New Year stalls are lined up one after another, one can't even see the end of the stalls.

It collects calligraphy and painting treasures, album fans, dried and fresh specialties, diabolo spinning tops, windmills and kites, needles and threads, sundries and general merchandise, etc.

Of course, there are definitely snack vendors, some of which are famous, such as Cha Tang Li, Du Zhi Zhang, Pao Du Wang and Xinyuan Zhai’s candied fruits.

Others include donkey rolling, bean flour cake, aiwowo, sugar-rolled fruit, sugar ears, toad honey, burnt rings, sugar fire, pea yellow, butter fried cake, candied haws, etc.

No, now He Yuyu is holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand and eating it with gusto.

He Yuyu definitely bought more than just food. He also bought a lot of toys that the little girl liked.

This made Silly Zhu, who was following behind as a bag-carrying boy, dissatisfied.

Silly Zhu also bought a lot of snacks himself, tasted a little, and planned to take the rest back.

Maybe I want to honor the deaf old lady, she is indeed a great grandson.

After shopping around for a while, Cai Quanwu felt that he would be at a huge loss if he didn't buy something when he came back.

He knows that many of the things that are worthless now are later sold to sky-high prices.

For example, some comic books, comic books, oil stamps, etc.

I have a rental house, and I can’t throw it away in it.

Finally, Cai Quanwu bought some comic books and short-format books from several old bookstalls, which he could use to pass the time in his spare time.

I also bought some gas stamps and some miscellaneous ancient books.

However, Cai Quanwu had no idea whether these things were worth anything in the end, and he completely resigned himself to fate.

Cai Quanwu knows some relatively famous painters, such as Zhang Daqian, Qi Baishi, etc., but the paintings by these people are no longer cheap.

He saw Zhang Daqian's paintings on display at Rongbaozhai's stall, and the prices were unimaginable for ordinary people.

In any era, it is not something that ordinary people can play with when it comes to art.

Time passed by, and it was noon. Cai Quanwu was carrying these old books bundled by the bookstall owner, and was going to take Shazhu brother and sister to a stall to have something to eat.

When it comes to being hungry, Cai Quanwu doesn't feel too hungry, but even if he doesn't eat something, he feels empty in his stomach.

I took Shazhu and He Yuyu to find a noodle stall, and each of them ordered a bowl of fried noodles and started eating.

After eating the noodles, a few people rested for a while and continued shopping.

A few people visited Liulichang Street in the morning, and a few people came to Xinhua Street in the afternoon.

The same crowds of people and stalls.

The three of them walked around, stopping at stalls they were interested in and skipping those they were not interested in.

Unlike in the morning, Cai Quanwu visited every stall.

Mainly because I was already very tired after shopping all morning, and I really couldn’t keep up with the energy in the afternoon.

After walking around for a while, He Yuyu didn't want to go shopping. There were too many people and the crowds made her feel uncomfortable, so she and Cai Quanwu complained.

"Uncle, let's go back, I can't walk anymore."

It didn’t matter if I still had some fresh energy in the morning, but once I lost my energy in the afternoon, I lost the motivation to go shopping and felt tired no matter what.

"Zhuzi, do you still want to go shopping?"

Cai Quanwu asked Silly Zhu for his opinion.

Silly Zhu gestured to Cai Quanwu with the things he was carrying in both hands, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle, do you think I want to go shopping?"

Cai Quanwu thought about what Sha Zhu meant, and after confirming that he was not Versailles, he made a decision.

"Okay, let's go back then."

Hearing that they were going back, He Yuyu and Shazhu both felt stunned.

"Let's go, uncle, hurry up."

Silly Zhu couldn't wait.

Cai Quanwu felt a little strange, what happened to Silly Zhu? Isn’t it fun to go shopping?

If Silly Zhu knew what Cai Quanwu was thinking, he would definitely say, who asked you to buy so many shabby books.

Who can bear to carry around so many broken books?

Deciding to come down and go back, several people turned around and walked back.

Going back is different from when I came here. When I came, I had to visit the stalls and not take the side streets.

When going back, a few people try to walk back via small roads, which saves them a lot of walking.

After much effort, the three of them got through the bustling crowd and returned to the starting point.

After finding the bicycle, Cai Quanwu rode it and took the two of them to the courtyard.

When I arrived in the morning, I was anxious. Cai Quanwu was tired and out of breath from cycling.

It was still early and there was no rush to go back. Cai Quanwu rode very slowly and it took almost an hour to ride back to the courtyard.