Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

The stall owner spoke enthusiastically to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao picked up two stools and handed one to Lou Xiaoe. Then the two of them sat down together and prepared to try on the new shoes.

"Hey, this pair of shoes seems to be a little big." After changing into shoes, Lou Xiao'e turned around and said to Xu Damao.

"Then try putting the insole in there," Xu Damao suggested.

After Lou Xiao'e did as she was told, she felt that the size was just right: "Well, this is much better. How about your pair?"

"They're a little small for me, boss. Could you please get me a pair in a bigger size?" Xu Damao shouted to the stall owner.

"No problem!" the stall owner agreed readily and quickly brought out a pair of larger shoes.

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"Xiao'e, look, there's a stall selling sesame cakes over there. Are you hungry? Do you want me to go over and buy you one to try?" Xu Damao asked Lou Xiao'e beside him while pushing his bicycle.

"I'm a little hungry, but I probably can't finish a whole pancake."

Lou Xiao'e answered truthfully.

"It's okay, I'll take care of the rest. I have a big appetite!"

Xu Damao patted his chest and assured.

So Xu Damao asked Lou Xiao'e to wait for him for a while, and he walked quickly to the stall selling sesame cakes. After buying them, he turned back and handed the hot sesame cakes to Lou Xiao'e.

Next, the two continued to stroll leisurely in the ghost market side by side. When they saw useful or interesting items, they would occasionally stop to select and buy them.

"Brother, how do you sell this?"

After Xu Damao parked the car steadily, he walked straight to a stall and squatted down. His eyes were attracted by a string of beads. He reached out and picked it up, carefully examined it for a moment with the weak light of the lantern, and then asked the stall owner about the price.

"Brother, you really have good taste! This thing is not an ordinary thing, it is a court bead! Look at the texture, it is absolutely amazing!"

The stall owner praised Xu Damao with a smile on his face.

After hearing what the stall owner said, Xu Damao raised his lips slightly, revealing a hint of disdain, and casually retorted: "Isn't this just an ordinary long string of wood? How can it be a court bead?"

After saying that, he threw the chain in his hand casually, picked up another long black string, and fiddled with it and examined it in his hand.

The stall owner saw this and sighed inwardly. He was helpless when faced with such a difficult guy, so he had to shut his mouth and said nothing.

After a while, Xu Damao seemed to be interested in the string of black beads and asked, "How much does this string of black things cost?"

The stall owner was obviously a little impatient, but still replied: "Ten dollars!"

The stall owner had lost his patience with this seemingly reckless young man and did not want to waste time telling him the possible story or value behind the beads, so he simply gave him a price.

"Hey... this thing is worth ten dollars? What on earth is this? Sell it to me at a lower price. My wife will definitely like it."

Xu Damao fiddled with the two strings of black beads in his hand while bargaining with the stall owner.

Lou Xiao'e, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but blush when she heard this. She curled her lips slightly and muttered to herself, "This guy just talks nonsense. Who is his wife?"

But there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

The stall owner was obviously a little impatient. He frowned and said, "Hey, young man, this is already my lowest price, eight yuan a string! It can't be any lower!"

Perhaps he felt that there was really nothing to discuss with this young man in his early twenties, and he couldn't tell any attractive stories to convince the other party.

Xu Damao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take both of them." After that, he quickly put away the two strings of beads, took out sixteen yuan from his pocket and handed it to the stall owner.

Looking at Xu Damao's receding back, Lou Xiao'e's mouth corners slightly raised, her eyes full of tenderness.

The stall owner shook his head and said to himself, "Young people, you spend money so quickly. If you were an old guy, you would have to spend a lot of time talking..."

"Hey, little brother, do you want me to wrap it for you? This thing is so beautiful to give to elders! When you wear it, you will look like Karl Lagerfeld, don't mention how face-saving it is!"

Seeing that Xu Damao paid real money to buy the goods instead of coming here to ask questions and disrupt the market order, the stall owner's attitude instantly became much more enthusiastic.

"No need to package it, I can just put it in my pocket. By the way, I heard you mention some imperial beads just now, how do you sell them? Do you have other similar items?"

Xu Damao picked up the bead necklace that had been discarded aside, held it in his hand, and asked the stall owner.

"Hey, brother, you finally asked the right question! This is a genuine imperial bead. Only officials above the third rank are qualified to wear this rare treasure! Take a look..."

"Come on, brother, you're talking nonsense, and I don't understand you. Just tell me how much it costs. It's just a string of beads!"

"Oh, this string of court beads is very expensive, at least fifty dollars! But, we have the same treasure in our store."

The stall owner once again handed over the long string he was holding in each hand.

"Well, what about this fifty yuan, and these two, how much are they?" Xu Damao asked with a raised eyebrow.

"These two are very cheap, only fifteen dollars a string!" the stall owner replied quickly.

"Well... the imperial beads are fifty yuan, and these two strings are thirty yuan, which makes a total of sixty yuan. Do you want to sell them?" Xu Damao began to bargain expressionlessly, his tone sounding very casual.

"Okay, okay, sixty is sixty. I'll just consider it as making friends with you!" The stall owner waved his hands helplessly, indicating that he didn't want to continue to tangle with Xu Damao.

"Oh my, brother, you agreed too quickly. I feel like I've been at a big disadvantage! How about this, you have to give me this piece of wood as well!"

As Xu Damao spoke, he quickly reached out and grabbed the Guanyin wood carving closest to him on the stall, then turned around and handed it to Lou Xiao'e who was standing nearby. At the same time, he took out sixty yuan from his pocket and handed it to the stall owner.

Seeing this, the stall owner opened his mouth in surprise at first, but in the end he said nothing and just silently took the banknotes handed to him by Xu Damao.

"Do you need me to pack your food?" the stall owner asked in a muffled voice after collecting the money.

"No need. What you're doing is just wrapping it up with paper. It's neither beautiful nor exquisite. I'll pack it more beautifully myself when I get back!" Xu Damao said in a firm tone.