Siheyuan: My Cui Dada is not stealing cattle

Chapter 24: Pigeon City Treasure Hunt

The market is far from the loud hustle and bustle of a formal farmers' market. Everyone is a little bit wary, and most of them cover half of their faces and look around from time to time.

Those who sell things often put a little in front of them, and behind them they put bags, baskets and so on.

Someone bought it and took it from inside. Once the situation is not good, you can pick up the things behind you and run away.

In the market, there are vegetables and fruits, and even meat for sale, but there are only a few taels of lean meat, and the stall owner is still a baby and ignores it.

Cui Dake inquired quietly, my dear, his lean meat, which is only six taels, sells for 2 yuan.

You must know that fat meat is more expensive than lean meat now, and fat meat can be fried in oil, which has more oil and water.

In addition to the meat ticket, a catty of fat meat through regular channels costs only one yuan, and lean meat only costs [-] cents.

These six taels of lean meat are asking for two yuan, which is a sky-high price, but there are still many people asking.

These are not Cui Dake's goals, he came here to see if he could buy some ancient objects.

After wandering around casually, Cui Dake stopped by an old man's stall selling corn.

Guessing that the old man came early, the bag behind him was already shriveled, and there was a bowl in front of the stall, which contained some sun-dried corn kernels.

Of course Cui Dake didn't buy corn kernels, what he fancy was the bowl containing corn kernels.

I saw that the surface of the bowl was turquoise, with beautiful patterns painted on the surface, and there was a small gap in the bowl rock.

"Grandpa, how do you sell these corn kernels?"

Cui Dake remained calm and asked.

"Oh, fifteen cents a catty, how much do you want, I don't have any more."

It was estimated that he had been guarding the stall for a whole day, but the old man's tone was a little flat.

"Grandpa, this is too expensive. I have to see if your corn kernels are good."

Cui Dake squatted down, picked up some corn kernels, and touched the bowl.

"Just look at it, my corn kernels have a good color and are full."

When Cui Dake touched the bowl, the voice of the system sounded in his mind:
"Ding, it was detected that the blue-glazed engraved bowl in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties contains a historical atmosphere and can convert 73 points of energy."

Celadon carved bowl, Celadon carved bowl of Longquan kiln, strong!
"Absorbed." Cui Dake was so excited that he was almost noticed by the old man.

"Grandpa, your corn kernels are indeed good. I'll take as many as you have left."

Cui Dake pretended to be calm.

"Oh, young man, I still have nearly twenty catties, do you want it all?"

The old man regained his energy immediately, and his tone became cordial.

"Well, twenty catties is twenty catties, I want them all, but..."

Cui Dake pretended to hesitate.

"But what? The price is indispensable. The supply and marketing cooperatives cost a cent. I don't even need a ticket."

The old man blurted out without hesitation.

"Okay, isn't it going to be Chinese New Year soon? Who made the brothers and sisters in the family clamor for popcorn?" Cui Dake said helplessly, then said:

"Grandpa, it's not cheap for you. The bag and the bowl are provided together. You see, I didn't bring a bag to put it in. This bowl is missing a mouth, and it just happens to be my family's Wangcai's rice bowl."

"Sure, here you go. The bags and bowls cost a few cents. I also see that you bought so much. Otherwise, I have to take them back to pack things."

This old man is obviously an iron cock.

"All right, old man, you are so generous. I'll give you the money."

As Cui Dake spoke, he took out a card of great unity.

"Why is such a big ticket, can't it be fake?"

After careful identification, the old man found out that there was no problem and started to give change.

There are three yuan of corn kernels, and I need seven yuan to give to Cui Dake.

The old man scraped together only six yuan and ninety-seven cents from his body, and couldn't find the remaining three cents, but he quickly gave the money to Cui Dake and left a sentence:

"Young man, you are still short of three cents, and I don't blame you. Next time I come to my place, I will give you half a catty more. Old man, I haven't eaten all day, so I will go back to eat first."

Then he patted his ass and ran away with great unity.

Seeing the old man who was nearly [-] nimbly shuttled through the crowd, he disappeared in an instant.

Cui Dake was speechless for a while, and then excited, put away a bag of corn kernels, and secretly put the bowl into the portable space.

This is a big harvest, a full 73 points of energy, and a blue-glazed engraved bowl from the Longquan Kiln in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties. Although there is a small gap, it will be worth a few decades, let alone a million. One hundred thousand.

It was really the right time to come to Sijiu City, the small Pigeon City gave Cui Dake a surprise.

Cui Dake cheered up and walked around the whole Pigeon Market. In the end, he spent a total of 11 yuan and 5 cents, and left the Pigeon Market with big and small bags in his hands.

Came to an inaccessible place, after Cui Dake confirmed that there was no one around, his consciousness moved and he entered the system.

At this time, the energy has fully increased to 182 points. At this time, the + sign in the portable space is also not gray, and it lights up. Cui Dake couldn't wait, and clicked on the + sign.

"Ding, consume 100 energy, upgrade your portable space."

(End of this chapter)