Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Chapter 65 Strange Lama?Everyone shouts to beat him!

Panjiayuan.

With the popularity of connoisseurship, flea markets have become increasingly popular.

Among them, the Panjiayuan Ghost Market is more famous. It can be traced back to the late Qing Dynasty, when the declining nobles sold their antiques here.

However, due to their status, the nobles felt that selling along the street was embarrassing, so they could only do it at night and leave before dawn.

In addition, the sources of some antiques are unknown, and they can only continue to trade in secret, so there is a theory of ghosts.

Lin Ran stopped the rickshaw at the entrance of the market and looked at the surrounding scenery.

At the entrance, the three characters "Panjiayuan" are printed impressively.

Walking into the market, there are old houses on both sides of the street, most of which are shops selling cultural goods.

At the door of the shop, the vendors spread out sacks and placed their goods on the ground.

It looks similar to a stall in a wet market, except that all the items sold are second-hand goods.

Not far away is a residential building, but it is not high, only six or seven floors.

In order to separate the residential area and the market, an iron fence was built between the two.

There are more people here than Liulichang, and there are many tourists from out of town.

However, the feeling of Panjiayuan is different from the big bazaars of later generations.

The first feeling you get when you walk in is - quiet.

Unlike other places, the vendors will shout loudly.

There was only the sound of customers and vendors talking to each other in front of the stalls. The streets were crowded, but no one was making any noise.

The people who come here are obviously professionals. In front of the stall, someone takes out a flashlight and gloves to check from time to time.

After taking a fancy to the goods, the communication with the stall owner was also soft-spoken.

Everyone does their own thing, this is the tradition of the ghost market.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ran was a little moved.

This place really suits his taste. With so many goods, as long as he misses one or two items, he can make a lot of money today!

Lin Ran excitedly walked into the depths of the ghost market.

I looked at a few stalls, but most of them were worthless goods. After all, this place is known as a second-hand goods market.

Used clothes, toys, books, etc. were also traded.

There are many goods in the ghost market, but good ones are extremely hard to find.

As he walked forward, he saw a monk dressed as a lama, and the people around him were whispering. This was rare in the ghost market, and it immediately aroused Lin Ran's interest.

Lin Ran quietly leaned over and heard a passerby whisper: "Look, is this a liar? He's dressed up so exaggeratedly?"

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Buddha by dressing up as a monk and cheating?"

When the people around Lin Ran saw that he wanted to step forward to check the goods, they kindly reminded him in a low voice: "Little brother, the guy in front of you is a well-known liar from Panjiayuan. You'd better be careful."

fraud?

If you want to deceive, you must at least keep a low profile and dress up in such an exaggerated way, as if you are afraid that others will not recognize you.

Are there still such liars in the world?

Others were still pointing at the lama, but Lin Ran had already arrived at his stall.

Like his dress, the stalls were filled with Tibetan things.

"Hello, please take a look."

The lama clasped his hands together, but there was no expression on his face.

This man is wearing the clothes of a Tibetan monk, a cockscomb hat on his head, and beads made of Dzi beads hanging around his neck.

You can't tell it from a distance, but once you get closer, you find that this lama is tall, with sharp eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes are clear.

I just felt that his Mandarin was not very good. Before the customers arrived, he sat behind the stall and started meditating, mumbling something.

No wonder he is regarded as a liar. He even chants sutras and chants Buddha's name when setting up a stall, as if he is showing off to others.

But Lin Ran, who has lived in two lifetimes, has rich experience in seeing people.

There is no trace of impurity in this lama's eyes!

clean!

Based on his experience working in the National Museum, only people with firm beliefs can have such pure eyes.

Having said that, it is indeed rare for monks to set up stalls.

Tibetan monks live in an area with unique customs, so why would they come to the capital to set up a stall?

Judging from the comments from the people around him, it wasn't the first day he came here to show off.

All these things made Lin Ran full of doubts.

This person obviously looks very innocent, but why did everyone in the city unanimously call him a liar just now?

He lowered his head and glanced at the goods sold in front of his stall.

Most of them are Tibetan Buddhist instruments, such as Dharma bells, vajras, and prayer wheels.

These things are obviously imitations, otherwise they are usually not allowed to be sold for money.

Others are small beads such as Dzi beads, but the number of Dzi beads is rare, but the number of them here is shocking.

Does this make everyone think they are fools?

No wonder this person became the "street rat" in Panjiayuan!

Just by looking at it, Lin Ran knew what he was selling.

He didn't care at all about the insulting comments from the people around him.

Seeing this man's appearance of losing everything, Lin Ran secretly thought: "How could a Tibetan monk come to the ghost market?"

Not to mention other things, the stall owners here are more shrewd than the last, they have no words, and they don't greet customers like him.

It’s not easy to sell!

He suddenly became more interested in the monk in front of him and asked, "Hello."

The monk nodded in greeting, obviously he was not very good at communicating with others.

"Excuse me, did you bring all these things from the temple?" Lin Ran said, "You brought so many things, how did you come from the Tibetan area?"

You must know that the current transportation is not convenient. Bringing so many things to the capital to sell is a huge expense every day.

And it may not be sold, so how can a monk do business here?

Everything about this person is weird!

But this aroused Lin Ran's interest even more. Tibetan treasures are different from ordinary cultural toys, and there is a lot of knowledge in them!

Seeing Lin Ran's disobedience, the people around him began to whisper.

"You are such a kid, you are easily fooled."

"Even though he is dressed like a monk, you actually don't know where he found it."

"Dzi beads are so valuable. He has at least a few hundred here. Doesn't that mean he will become a millionaire?"

Fortunately, Lin Ran was not a person easily affected by gossip, and the lama in front of him didn't care about other people's gossip.

Someone spoke to him, and he finally spoke slowly in broken Mandarin.

"I am an ascetic monk visiting the capital. These things were all given by my master before his death, and I was asked to carry them step by step."

When the people next to him heard this, they covered their mouths and snickered.

He didn't come to the ghost market just to make money. A monk like him just begs for alms honestly and doesn't have to pretend to be pure!

Lin Ran could still understand the sarcasm and prejudice of the people around him.

After all, this is an era of closed information.

Most people know little about the situation in other places, especially in minority areas.

You know, even in later generations when the Internet is developed, people still have prejudices against some rare things.

This is human nature and it will not change with the times.

And judging from the discussions among the people around him, there should be a lot of fakes in the things this lama sold before.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be groundless.

But what Lin Ran understood was the reason and essence behind it.

What is the meaning behind carrying a bunch of fake goods all the way across the country? !