It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"Are you going to buy it or not? If you don't buy it, go away, don't delay our business!"

"Come on! Five catties of stick noodles, tall ones, take them!"

"Don't worry, there is no difference,

At the stall, a few young men were selling grain in full swing, while Mazi was sitting beside him smoking a cigarette, with his legs crossed and a cigarette in his mouth, leisurely and leisurely.

"Business is good!"

At this time, Chu Heng came to the stall with a smile on his face, and touched the rice bags on the stall eagerly, wanting to see how it was.

"Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai and what are we doing?"

Seeing that he dared to stretch his claws at his boss, Wan Xiaotian quit, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Who the **** are you messing with! Believe it or not!"

"Yeah, are you here to find fault?"

The little brother was not timid at all, he sneered and puffed up his chest: "Come on, try it yourself!"

Seeing this, the other younger brothers who were greeting the guests put down what they were doing, and looked over with unfriendly expressions.

"Let's see who ate the bear's heart and leopard's guts!" Mazi stood up and pulled away the younger brother who was standing in front of him. Just as he was about to say a few words, he saw that the person who came was actually the old man from the Forty-Nine City , his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly kicked the younger brother who just hit Chu Heng's palm: "I'm blind!"

Immediately, he hurriedly ran out from the backstage of the stall, and came to Chu Heng with a flattering face: "Master Chu, my little brother has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai, and you don't remember the faults of villains, please forgive him."

This person in front of him is a master who would shake his feet for four or nine cities, and he is not something he can provoke.

When the people at the stall heard that the person in front of them was the Master Chu whom their boss always talked about, they were also taken aback, and stood there in a daze, not daring to move, not even responding to someone buying something.

"Those who don't know don't blame."

Naturally, Chu Heng would not argue with others because of such a trivial matter, he glanced at the stall with a smile, and said, "Your business is not small."

"Hey, I'll just eat it." Mazi squeezed out a humble smile on his face, and hurriedly picked up half a bag of white noodles from the stall and handed it over: "You take this, super rich and strong flour, the steamed buns are big and sweet !"

"No need, I've taken it with my heart." Chu Heng smiled and waved his hand, and asked, "What's the price for you?"

"Coarse grain is fifty cents, and fine grain is one yuan and two. This kind of rich and strong powder is more expensive, one yuan and five." Mazi said hurriedly.

"It's not cheap!" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows, the price is not much better than Sijiucheng.

Mazi didn't know what the old man meant, so he had to explain cautiously: "It's the same price now, and it wasn't cheap when we harvested it in the countryside. Coarse grain costs 40 cents, so it's hard money."

"It's not cheap."

Chu Heng nodded, and immediately took out a cigarette from his pocket to scatter around, and said goodbye: "Okay, you guys are busy, and have a drink when you have time someday."

"I will invite you then."

Mazi stood there respectfully and watched them off.

Leaving from here, Chu Heng continued to go deep inside, looking thoughtful all the way, and bumped into people a few times because of distraction.

Wan Xiaotian could only run ahead of him to avoid accidents.

In this way, he walked all the way to the deepest point before he came back to his senses.

At this time, there was no one around them, only two stall owners standing alone in the corner in front of them.

One of the stalls sold pots and pans, and the other a bronze sword!

"Um?"

Chu Heng's eyes were quickly attracted by the sword, and he walked over without thinking.

When he came to the stall, he first glanced at the dowdy stall owner, and then squatted down to look at the bronze sword. However, the wax ordered by the stall owner was a little dim, so he couldn't see it clearly, so he could only look at the bronze sword. The stall owner asked, "Can I get started?"

The stall owner's eyes lit up when he heard the Jingli accent, and he stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation without saying a word.

After getting the consent, Chu Heng picked up the sword and looked at it carefully while shining it with a flashlight.

The shape of this piece is a typical object in the middle and early Warring States period. It is about 60 centimeters long, and the cutting edge is well preserved. Something wide open.

"Eh?"

Looking at it, Chu Heng, who found seven inscriptions on the hilt of his sword, was suddenly surprised and took a careful photo with a flashlight, but he could barely recognize the word "self-made".

"nice one!"

Chu Heng put down the bronze sword greedily, and reached out to ask the stall owner for a price.

After the two held hands, the stall owner quickly quoted a price of three hundred.

It's really not expensive. If this thing is sent to a cultural relic store, it will cost at least two thousand!

But at this moment, at this time, at this place, three hundred yuan is definitely a sky-high asking price, Chu Heng rolled his eyes and directly counter-offered to fifty...

He's not short of money, but he can't be the boss, can he?

Ever since, the two started a fierce confrontation that you would lose ten yuan, and I would increase it by five yuan, and it took a long time to make a deal at a price of one hundred and one.

Chu Heng quickly ordered some money, and handed it to the stall owner: "Please order some money."

The stall owner took it over and checked it twice, then took out a small-leaf red sandalwood sword box from behind and put it on the stall, without saying a word, got up and disappeared into the night.

"This old man, I don't even want the cloth." Chu Heng put the bronze sword into the sword case with a smile on his face, picked up the piece of cloth on the ground, rolled it into a ball and threw it to the stall owner who sold pots and pans next to him. Holding the sword box and riding the horse back.

Seeing this, Wan Xiaotian rushed over and said, "I'll hold it for you."

"Go, go, stay there, don't let me break it again." Chu Heng didn't appreciate it, pushed him away with a look of disgust, and hugged the sword case tightly.

Wan Xiaotian scratched his head resentfully, followed behind his buttocks.

Unlike when they came here to watch the flowers on horseback, when they went back, the two goods started to throw money together.

Meat, jujubes, chestnuts, walnuts, mushrooms, day lilies, you can buy almost anything you see, and the big cloth bag is full in a short while.

"I knew I should have brought an extra bag." Chu Heng looked at Wan Xiaotian who was carrying the bag, and sighed regretfully: "Let's go, go back."

Wan Xiaotian wiped the sweat off his brow with relief, and followed his footsteps with trembling heavy steps.

still buy?

You are killing me!

After the two of them walked back for a certain distance~www.readwn.com~ Chu Heng stopped suddenly and looked at the booth ahead that was full of people.

"It's too expensive for you, it's cheaper, three yuan a catty, I'll give you five catties!"

"It's only four yuan, do you want it or not!"

"No, why are you so deadly?"

"That's right, you can take it when you see it,

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The conversation aroused Chu Heng's interest. The price of pork in Dacheng Pigeon Market was about two yuan, but the stall owner asked for four yuan for his meat, which was obviously not pork.

"Go and see." Chu Heng squeezed into the crowd curiously, and saw a sika deer lying on the ground that had not been skinned, and one of its hind legs had already been bought.