"How could this Old Wu even cheat a child out of his money?"

"Kid, put the money away quickly. Such a small candle doesn't cost that much!"

"Old Wu, you sell underground stuff, why don't you think about doing some good deeds for yourself?"

"That's right, it's so immoral!"

Seeing that he had become the target of everyone's abuse, the boss quickly stuffed the money back and forcefully explained, "Little brother, I was joking with you. Just give me eight dollars."

"No, you said fifty, so I must give you fifty." He Kaiyan still held up the fifty yuan stubbornly.

"Oh, that's not even fifty bucks. Take it back now, don't lose it." The boss said evasively, "Forget it, forget it. I'll give it to you. Take it."

Upon hearing this, He Kaiyan threw down the money, turned around and squeezed into the crowd.

The crowd was so surging that his figure was soon drowned out by others.

The boss couldn't catch up with the man, so he had to accept the fifty yuan reluctantly and let the people around him curse at him.

Just one more thing is missing and He Kaiyan's three items will be complete.

He looked left and right. There were many shops selling mirrors, but they were all cosmetic mirrors, and there were almost no ones that He Kaiyan wanted.

The market was not long and he soon reached the end.

Suddenly, He Kaiyan discovered a store at the corner of the market.

Unlike other stalls that set up stalls on the ground, this one is set up indoors, with a sign hanging outside: "Those who are not interested, please leave."

It was this very personal sentence that attracted He Kaiyan.

Although it is located on a busy street, this store adopts an antique design, with doors and windows to exterior walls, all exuding an antique charm.

He Kaiyan knocked on the half-open wooden door. There seemed to be someone walking around inside, but no one spoke.

He plucked up his courage and stepped in.

He had thought that this store would be strange, but he had not expected that this store did not look like a store that sold goods at all.

There was neither a glass counter nor any labels. There were only some things piled up on the coffee table and some hanging on the wall. He Kaiyan couldn't tell whether they could be considered goods or not.

However, when he raised his eyes, he saw a "mirror" placed on the west cabinet.

It is not quite accurate to call it a mirror, because it is more like an unpolished round plate, and it is not made of common reflective materials.

呲......

He Kaiyan's ears keenly caught a slight sound. He turned around and saw a human-like shadow behind the screen!

"Hello, I want to buy that mirror. How much is it?" he asked bravely.

"random."

The man had a hoarse voice and it was impossible to tell his gender or age.

He Kaiyan hesitated for a moment, then he walked to the cupboard, reached out and took down the mirror.

For some reason, he always felt that this mirror was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Although the boss did not tell you the price of the mirror, and the mirror looked a bit tattered and should not be worth much, He Kaiyan still put a stack of bills on the cupboard.

That was almost all the money he brought with him on this trip, and he only had a few dozen dollars left in his pocket for bus fare.

This store was so strange that there were naturally no packaging bags or anything like that, so He Kaiyan had to take off his coat and wrap up the mirror.

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