Dangdang shop

In front of the flowers and under the willows, the slanting moon hangs high.

The hour hand points to 10:30 in the evening. Although the bustling CBD block in the imperial capital is still full of lights, feasting and bustle, the shopping street at this moment is basically deserted.

This shopping street was formed in the Yuan Dynasty and flourished in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It used to be a prosperous place of poetry and books, a gentle and rich town. Liansheng, with four constants around his waist, shuttles through this street that no longer looks wide.

Right now, the bustling scene of the past is long gone, and only fighting wild dogs are left here.

Among the almost completely extinguished screens, there is another piece that is flickering lingeringly. It may be due to the poor contact of the circuit.

Creaking, rattling, and with the sound of half-dead door hinges, the door of the pawn shop seemed to be pushed open by someone, waking up the three cabinets who were dozing inside.

The third cabinet looked out of the counter with sleepy eyes, and saw a human head as soon as he opened his eyes!

"Ouch, hello!" Sangui subconsciously coiled the walnuts in his hands, fearing that the good things that the pair spent a lot of money to buy would fall to the ground and be smashed to pieces because they were shocked.

Good guy, the counters of pawnshops are generally more than a head higher than the outside, in order to create a poor line of sight, so as to psychologically suppress the customers who come to pawn things, so as to facilitate price reduction.But I didn't expect to make a wrong calculation this time. The people outside were so tall that they could almost meet the three cabinets.

"Do you want something?" Sangui asked with a steady mind, his accent was the standard young master of the imperial capital, but it more or less brought out the tone of a generation of bastards in Nancheng, which was crisp and pleasant.

"Yes." A tall man standing outside the counter agreed coldly without looking at the third counter.

The three cabinets took a closer look, only to find that the man was still wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night. Those who didn't know it thought he was going to rob, but the man's side face was handsome and handsome, and his chin was especially sharp and smooth. He really couldn't be called a bad guy .

"Do you want to sell something? Otherwise, if you take it out, I'll take a look at it for you." Although the tone of the voice was a little aggressive, Sangui's business level was still there, and the words he said made people feel at ease.

"You belong to the third shopkeeper?" The tall man visually inspected the position of the third cabinet station and shook his head slightly.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Sangui squinted at the man who cast contempt from the other's face into his own, and frowned. He was really frivolous, and the antique business was so deep. , It's not a good sign to pretend to be forced before it's done.

"You can't decide what I want to be." Sure enough, the man glanced at him lightly, stretched his long legs and walked to the next stall without saying a word.

"Okay." The third cabinet snorted, tightened the two small gowns she was wearing, and took out a long robe from under the counter to cover her body, and stretched out her hand to spit two mouthfuls of saliva into her palm to wipe her hair. Moved, one step followed to the next stall.

"The second cabinet is also me, what do you want to be?" the well-groomed "Second Cabinet" asked, looking at the mysterious man A in late night sunglasses with a smile, and wanted to see what else he could produce. Moths come.

"Tell you big shopkeepers to come out, you can't see my things properly." The man in sunglasses was not angry at the slightly paranoid behavior of the second cabinet, and there was only a touch of little S-style indifference in his tone, calmly Said.

"The shopkeeper has fallen asleep. I can cover half of the house in this shop." The second cabinet had a neck stalk, and the imperial demeanor of the people of the imperial city rooting to treat guests even if they borrowed money, forcefully pushing back the man's wit. .

"Oh? That's fine." The man outside the counter sighed, Heichao couldn't see his eyes clearly, only a pair of slender sword eyebrows frowned slightly, although they were heroic eyebrows, it was just like this With a slight frown, Er Kui's heart trembled and his nose was sour. For some reason, he suddenly had an urge to cry.

Bewitched, this is, a tall and burly man, not a cute and pitiful little girl, how did I feel pity for it, holding back, this should be holding back, Sangui secretly comforted himself .

The man outside the window was facing him, the moonlight came in through the crack of the door of the pawnshop that he pushed open, sprinkled little by little on the man's handsome cheeks, and made his skin almost transparent, as if gently It will be broken when touched, just like the shadow of the moon perched in the lotus pond, even the most beautiful lotus picker can't bear to row a paddle at him.

The man took off his sunglasses amidst Sangui's increasingly rapid breathing, and looked straight at him.

"What I want to pawn is right in front of you, if you don't redeem it, you will die."

……

"Ah!" Wang Dun yelled, and a carp jumped up from the bed.

How long has it been since he had a dream?But now he dreamed that the red star was shining brightly, the red star was shining brightly and warming his chest, an incomparably huge red star fell from the sky and threw itself into his arms.

"What the hell." Wang Dun shook his head, reached out to touch his mobile phone on the kang—three o'clock in the morning.

"The shopkeeper." There was a knock on the door, accompanied by the aggrieved and flustered voice of the third cabinet. The dream and the moment when the ghost gritted its teeth just now gave Wang Dun a bad feeling.

"Kuizi, are you on the board?"

"No." Sangui Kuizi opened the door and came in, standing there awkwardly without moving or speaking, waiting for Wang Dun to speak first.

As long as this guy messes up his errands, he basically has such a face. Wang Dun sighed, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, smashing it, smashing it: "Say it."

"Boss, I took a pawn."

"Oh, I think it's a big deal." Wang Dun didn't say a word, so he took it away. The pawnshop's rule since ancient times, most of the things collected from the three cabinets are "rat-bitten, insect-eaten, tattered leather jackets." ~", worth nothing.

"You'll pack it up later, and find a familiar auction house and you'll have it as soon as it's sold. Come and ask me about anything serious."

Wang Dun glanced at Kuizi, who has been working with him for so many years. When he is free, he is a little cannon. He stands up to people all over the street. It's not a good candidate to wipe his ass by himself, but it's hard to find a reliable guy these days, and I can't get much salary here.

"Well, the shopkeeper, you're a fool." Kuizi felt a little guilty, squinted his eyes and glanced at Wang Dun, and quickly lowered his head before the other party raised his eyelids.

"Deadly?" Wang Dun vaguely felt that he had been tricked by his teammates again. Usually only the big cabinets of pawnshops can issue pawn tickets. Although Kuizi is young, it is not a day or two to follow him. , won't just break the rules and do such an inappropriate thing.

"He, he looked at me with his eyes, and I..." Kuizi's face was flushed with suffocation, and he spoke hesitantly, which was quite different from the usual virtue of the little Paoer in the imperial capital.

"Why are you talking so cloudy? Where are the things? Have you put them away?" Wang Dun waved his hand impatiently and interrupted Kuizi. He pulled his big cotton monkey from the kang and put it on his body and got out of the bed.

"Huh?" As soon as Wang Dun stood up and got a little closer to Kuizi, he found that there was a fresh scent on him for no reason. He glanced at the pupils of the clerk and found that there were a few peach petals floating in Kuizi's eyes. colorful.

"The way is not shallow." Wang Dun murmured, and reached out to pat Kuizi's shoulder, Sangui's expression immediately became clear, and his whole body also showed a sense of cleverness.

"The shopkeeper's, it's not something." Kui Zi had just recovered, when he suddenly heard Wang Dun ask him, and immediately replied with a sentence that sounded like cursing.

"You're not a fucking thing." Wang Dun rolled his eyes, thinking that even if this man was rescued, his IQ would basically say goodbye to the bicycle.

"No, shopkeeper, I mean that death is nothing."

While Kuizi was explaining, he heard the sound of the door lattice in the front yard, followed by very light footsteps, which only Wang Dun could hear.

Squeak.

The bedroom door was gently pushed open from the outside, and under the backlight of the moonlight stood a figure like Water Moon Guanyin.

"The shopkeeper, that's him." Kuizi only looked up at the man, then immediately lowered his head, as if he was a little afraid of him, pointed to the door, and never met the man's eyes again.

Wang Dun squinted his eyes and looked at the tall man at the door. He was considered short in the main room of his old house, but the man obviously needed to bend slightly to enter the room. Dun is about the same height.

Now against the shadow of the moon, Wang Dun couldn't see the man's face clearly. He stretched out his hand, and slowly took off the somewhat coquettish rayban on his face. There was a scrutinizing gaze, and a few peach blossoms flew by under his eyes, flashing an ambiguous warmth, which was a bit similar to the moth that flashed in Kuizi's eyes just now.

"You belong to the shopkeeper?" The man looked at Wang Dun, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. After all, he was against the light, and he could be seen clearly through the big hairy moon.

"Where do I live?" The visitor said after looking at the place thoroughly.