Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 167 The Mysterious Old Man

When the fireworks rose, the human voice also boiled to the extreme.

Su Zizeng screamed, and the elves of the New Year danced in the dark night, enlarging in the pupils of the people.

After the fireworks show, there were still a lot of people. Su Zizeng didn't stand up in a hurry, but sat where he was, chatting with the old man.This old man's age is considered to be high in a big city like Bianjing City, and he can always get some unusual news from the older generation.

"Old man, why didn't your family come out with you?" Su Zi was curious. The old man looked thin, but he was extremely flexible. He didn't even bring a cane when he went out.

"It's New Year's Eve, let the nanny go home to celebrate the New Year, stay at home, the food is hot and the house is cold, it's boring," the old man's thoughts are also very clear, but there is a sense of loneliness in his tone.

The one who had been accompanied by a nanny seemed to be a poor old man with unfilial children. Su Zi once thought about it and said, "I'm alone too. Otherwise, I'll take you to celebrate the New Year." After saying that, The old man laughed out loud.

"Little girl, why don't you take me to celebrate the New Year? Bianjing City is the ground of my old man's house. Come here, the fireworks are not enough, don't you? The government has become more and more stingy these years. The messy buildings have been repaired. The fireworks are I will take you to a lively place, where you can meet the real people of the old border capital, and have a great New Year." Listening to the old man's tone, there is a sense of pride.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Su Zi to agree, the old man kicked his legs up and walked steadily towards an exit of People's Square.As soon as he left the corner, Su Zizeng felt terribly cold from the tip of his nose to the soles of his feet.

Su Zi thinks that the winter in Mocheng is not so difficult when he is away from home.The crowd dispersed a bit, but every exit was still full of people. The old man led the way in front, and Su Zi used to swim behind because of his petite stature. When he reached the exit, soldiers maintaining order A military salute was performed.

Su Zi once looked at the crowd and did not show any abnormality. She had forgotten that Bianjing City is under the foot of the emperor and the seat of the central government. If you drop a signboard casually, you can hit the land of a department-level cadre. Maybe the crowd With a very sparse and ordinary face, it belonged to a high-ranking official.

She walked out along the flow of people, surrounded by neat rows of poplar trees, the old man took the lead, and had already reached a corner.Su Zi felt ashamed that he couldn't even keep up with a 90-year-old man, so he trotted after him.

"The road is slippery in snowy weather, be careful where you step," the old man reminded, it was already too late, Su Zi Zeng's leather shoes didn't eat snow, and he slid straight out like a curling on the ice. When he reached the corner, he was blocked by the stone wall in front of him.

"Look at how I walk, old man." The old man's feet are a pair of thick military boots that reach to the knees. When he walks, he is slightly introverted, and his posture is a bit funny, but every step he takes, the footprints left behind are firm and firm. .

Su Zi once walked a few steps, and he felt like a soldier walking forward. His heart felt hot, and he walked faster.

Facts have proved that following an old Beijinger who is familiar with the road is a completely different concept from hailing a taxi and going on a rampage.

In the past few days, Su Zizeng has also traveled half of the border city, but he has never seen such a scene before him.Just at the beginning of the new year, a street is full of people, and the street is called "Willow Alley". In the winter, this "Willow Alley" sprouts early, people in various clothes, children holding fireworks, There are also teahouses lined up on both sides, with lights and tea calls.

"Have you ever drank a big bowl of catechu?" The old man walked into a tea house, and the group of people in front had just left. The doctor of tea picked up the tea bowl peel and shell quickly, and wiped the mahogany table red and shiny with a scraper.

"No," Su Zizeng didn't like tea in the first place, let alone tasting tea in a teahouse.

The name of the teahouse is "Xianfeng". Maybe the owner of the teahouse likes the Xianfeng restaurant described by Lu Xun that gathers all kinds of customers, but the teahouse only sells tea, not tea.In addition to these, there are Cantonese-style shrimp dumplings, sweet and salty, with skin and without shell, which are so oily that Su Zizeng can eat them.

The old man just sat on the side, the pair of chopsticks had never been touched with umami, he just drank tea plainly, watching Su Zizeng eating with a peaceful expression on his face.

"Why don't you eat it?" Su Zi Zeng really liked this tea house, the decoration is decent, the popularity is also good, the tea and food are also authentic, compared with here, Su Zi Zeng ate the one made by the star hotel in the morning Dumplings are like wax blocks.

After sitting in the teahouse for a while, the desolation of celebrating the New Year alone was all driven away, full of the flavor of the New Year, in line with the old principle that people in country Z like to gather in crowded places.

"When you get old, you have to quit those heavy flavors," the old man said. Back then, he could eat several steamed siomai dumplings in one go. At this age, if he ate a little too much, he would feel guilty.

Judging from the matter of choosing a teahouse, Su Zi could guess that the old man must have been a mouth-watering diner in his early years, but he didn't know how he quit his mouth addiction now.

"Little girl, what are you doing in the border capital for the Chinese New Year?" The old man finished his tea and stopped adding any more tea.

Su Zi once ate so dry that he touched the tea bowl, and just after taking a sip, he was attracted by the tea bowl in his hand.The owner of Xianfeng Teahouse is definitely an insider. The tea in the teahouse is top-quality, even the tea bowls are top-quality.

The top-quality white clay body is glazed with a few drops of willow bud-like patterns. Once the tea is brewed, it will look even clearer. Seeing that Su Zi stared at the tea bowl in a daze, he couldn't help but praise: "This teacup is nice."

The old man was happy again. This southern girl who came out of nowhere, did not praise the tea in the teahouse, but the teacup.

"The boss of Xianfeng is an old-fashioned man who has experienced the war of liberation. He chooses authentic things. Don't look at the crowded places in the teahouse. The ones sitting under your feet and the ones under your hands are all antiques left over from the Qing Dynasty. , "The old man tapped his fingers on the mahogany table.

Su Zi once turned his head and looked at it. The thing sitting under his buttocks was really an antique from the Qing Dynasty, and a set of tables and chairs was fine.But looking at the whole teahouse, there are more than a hundred tables on the upper floor, the lower floor, and those placed on the street.What's even more rare is that almost every table here is well-maintained. After being wiped by Dr. Tea, it is shiny again, and it looks reassuring.

"More than 100 sets of tables and chairs." Su Zizeng didn't even bother to drink tea. As an old man, she can speak smoothly.

When Su Zizeng made it clear, the old man asked Dr. Tea to add more water.The hot water is long, and the cup is filled in one breath.

"I can't see, you are still young, but you are still quick to do things, but you are too reckless. You can't find good things in a place like Liuli Street." Although this old man is old, his thoughts are not blocked at all.It is said that it is a foreign thing that has learned from foreign auction houses and sold antiques, but there is no blame at all.

Earlier, Su Zi had also found a few old people on Liuli Street. When she heard that she was going to put the antique calligraphy and portraits on the stage like a beauty pageant for all kinds of people to bid for, those old people People can't stop scolding, and even the "traitors" come out to put it harshly.There is also an unwritten rule in selling antiques. Selling relatives is not distant, and selling close is not distant. It can be regarded as a high-end short-term protection activity.

"Reckless?" Su Zi used to live in an unfamiliar place in the border capital, so he could only go to a famous place.

"There are a lot of small black markets in Bianjing, and outsiders can't find them. The channel you mentioned earlier for your opponent to collect auction items is probably inseparable from the black market," the old man said with a smile, "That place is not suitable either. You go. How about it, I know a good place to sell antiques, as long as you are careful and patient enough, the antiques there will guarantee fair prices."

The old man put his fingers into the teacup, dipped some tea, and wrote a few words on the mahogany table. Su Zizeng took a closer look and was stunned.

In these places, you can really find good things.After the old man finished speaking, he made a haha, called Dr. Tea over, and settled the bill.

Su Zi once ate too much, but he was embarrassed to ask an old man to pay, so he stood up quickly and rushed to pay, but the old man gave a tiger face, "It's really ignorant to dare to grab something from the elders, let alone my old man's point." You don’t need to spend the money, and you may even bring it into the coffin.”

Seeing the old man's face changed, Su Zizeng sat down hastily, don't tell me, the old man had kind brows and kind eyes when chatting before, but just now his expression changed and his voice became rough, he was really calm and majestic, with an indescribable sense of majesty.Su Zizeng had never met such a person before, and he murmured in his heart that Bianjing City is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and even an old man squatting in the square to watch fireworks is more powerful than ordinary people.

After walking out of the teahouse, Su Zi wanted to get a car for the old man, but the old man said that he wanted to go, but told her to go back earlier, saying that the clouds in the sky were red, and he was afraid that there would be heavy snow at night. Once the snow accumulates, it is difficult for cars and people.

Su Zizeng got into the car worriedly according to his words, and got into the car after looking at the corner where the old man turned in.

After turning a corner, the old man saw a grass-green military jeep parked there with a layer of snow on the roof. A man dressed as a soldier got out of the car immediately, put his feet together, landed with a sound, and called Said: "Hello, Chief."

"Thank you for your hard work. When you are happy, you forget the time. Let's go back to the military area." After getting into the car, the old man straightened his body, in a typical military posture.

(End of this chapter)