Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Seeing several men gathered around the clothing stall and checking the quality of the clothes, Xu Damao became very interested and pushed his cart over.

A red dress with white dots was pulled out. Of course, there was no such thing as a dress at that time. This thing only appeared after the relationship between China and the Soviet Union fell out.

He took it in his hand and examined it slowly. He glanced over and saw that there was a piece of clothing of the same style hanging on the bamboo pole by the stall owner. Both of them looked to be 95% new. Xu Damao then had some ideas in his mind.

The heavy clothes hanging on the stall owner's bamboo poles are more popular, but no one is looking at the dresses.

Xu Damao took a quick look and saw a red plaid dress, a pure green dress, and a white dress with red plaid collars, cuffs and pockets.

This white dress would not be out of date even in the 21st century, Xu Damao's previous life. Girls wearing it would definitely look pure and lovely, exuding a youthful and lively aura.

This white dress is a little small, but according to Xu Damao's accurate "poisonous eyes", it is just right for Xiaofeng to wear.

These are dresses introduced from the Soviet Union and are now called "bragi".

These are still the most popular styles, with loose bubble short sleeves, pleated skirts, simple round necks, florals, plaids and stripes, and a cloth belt tied around the waist. Girls nowadays will not buy them casually.

Then the origin of these clothes is very clear, 99% of them were stolen.

But that's how it is in the ghost market. Sellers only care about buying and sellers only care about selling. The communication between the two parties is only about bargaining, and they have to speak quietly so that no third party can hear. This is the rule of the ghost market.

Xu Damao calmly walked up to the stall owner and asked quietly about the price.

"Young man, you have good eyesight. Look at the color and the fabric. They are obviously top quality and there are no patches on them. It's definitely a good deal to buy them for your wife!"

The stall owner praised the red dress with white dots in Xu Damao's hand highly, obviously not knowing the name of the dress.

"Well, it's second-hand after all, and it's just a thin layer that doesn't keep you warm. You can only wear it for a few days in the summer, so it's not practical at all."

As a buyer, Xu Damao would certainly devalue the goods.

The stall owner was not surprised but happy, because customers who could say such words would have a high chance of buying his products.

"Why isn't it practical? You don't have to take off this dress when you poop or pee, you can just lift it up and it's done. Isn't that very convenient and practical?"

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"You win, name the price, I'll buy it if it's suitable!"

Xu Damao was speechless and had to continue asking about the price.

"This bright red one is more expensive, five dollars!"

"Why don't you just go and rob it? This is a second-hand or third-hand item, why is it so expensive?"

"Is this expensive? Look at the color. Don't think it's old clothes, but look at it carefully. What's the difference between it and a brand new one?"

"Three dollars and five!"

"No, my purchase price is higher than this. I won't sell it. I can't lose money!"

The stall owner slowly shook his head, took the money handed over by a male customer next to him, and successfully completed the transaction while talking.

"Four dollars, no more. The fabric of this dress is thin, there isn't much material, and it's old. It can't be worth that much money."

"No, no, I won't do business at a loss. The lowest price is four dollars and fifty cents. I'll give you fifty cents!"

The stall owner still refused to do it. Seeing that there were many people gathered in front of his stall to look at clothes, he thought his business was good, so he refused to lower the price.

"Well, bring those three identical clothes here. I want them all. Just give me a discount!"

Xu Damao was also a little impatient and just waved his hands with an impatient look.

"Okay, four bucks for one, sixteen for four!"

"I say, how can you be so dishonest? What did you just say? The one I have is bright red, and it's much more expensive than those clothes. How come the prices are the same now?"

"Okay, okay, okay, since you want to finish it, this one is four dollars, and the other three are three dollars and a half each! Fourteen dollars and a half!"

The stall owner was also a little impatient, but with Xu Damao's eyesight, he could clearly see that this guy was pretending. After all, the sellers who could survive in the ghost market were all slick and shrewd.

"Give!"

Xu Damao took out a bunch of change and collected ten yuan and handed it over.

"Brother, I only have this much money. I haven't sold this thing yet, and I have no money left. How about this, you take some things from me and use them to pay off the four dollars and fifty cents!"

"Or, brother, just wait a moment. I'll set up a stall nearby, sell the things for money, and then send them to you."

Xu Damao was packing the dress he had just received while talking, with an embarrassment on his face.

"Brother, this is really unfair of you. You have packed all the clothes and you say you have no money. Well, I'd better see what you have. Don't wait for you to sell them and no one will come tomorrow."

The stall owner pretended to be slightly angry, and then prepared to lift the oilcloth covering Xu Damao's basket.

"Mountain products? They look pretty good, but I don't need them recently."

""And this!"

As Xu Damao spoke, he grabbed a four-pound grass carp from a basket in the other direction with both hands.

The grass carp struggled desperately, and its long body twisted wildly in Xu Damao's hand, showing a vitality that exceeded that of ordinary grass carp.

"This fish is good! It's strong! I'll take this fish. Wait a minute, I'll string it up with a rope!"

The stall owner picked up a hemp rope and walked over, not caring about the water droplets splashed by the grass carp's tail. He opened the fish's gills and strung the rope over.

He held the big grass carp in one hand and reached into the basket with the other hand to grab a handful of wild mushrooms, then walked away with satisfaction.

Xu Damao was also very happy about this. He pushed his bicycle forward for a few dozen meters, found an open space, took out the worn straw mat he had prepared long ago and spread it on the ground.

Then he poured several dozen kilograms of wild mushrooms on the straw mat, and then took out a large wooden basin. While there was no one around, he secretly took half a basin of water from the pond in the space and poured it into the basin. Then he put in a few grass carp, carp, silver carp and bighead carp.

Finally, Xu Damao took out a small stool, sat down against a small tree next to him, and took out the dowry box he got from Sister Li, placed it in front of himself, and waited quietly for customers to come.

Several customers holding lanterns came over, looked at the big fish in the basin with curiosity, chatted with Xu Damao for a few words and then left.

From 3:00 a.m. to 3:30 a.m., Xu Damao only sold a few kilograms of mushrooms and earned only one big unity.

After 3:30 in the morning, the number of people coming to the ghost market suddenly increased. Looking around, in the dark night and under the dim moonlight, strings of lanterns fluttered like ghost lights.

The lanterns cast dim outlines of human figures, like ghosts.

"This really broadens my horizons! It's worthy of being called a ghost market!"

Xu Damao sighed inwardly.