Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

It was almost dawn, Xu Damao rolled up the straw mat and put it away, then pushed his bicycle and prepared to take a good look around the ghost market.

After walking around for a few minutes, Xu Damao came to a place selling antiques, jade and porcelain, where there were obviously more people flowing around.

With the title of Poison Eyes in my previous life, I should be able to find a lot of good treasures.

Xu Damao thought confidently in his heart and walked towards a stall selling antiques and jade.

There are a lot of fakes, and there are some real ones, but not many, and there are no high-quality ones that will catch people's eyes.

I casually asked about the prices of two items, but the stall owner gave me very high prices, which I couldn't bargain down.

It is not known whether these stall owners really know the value of these genuine items, but they cannot bargain down the prices. They describe ordinary items as being so rare that they are in heaven and rare on earth.

And they always bring up the previous emperors...

After visiting several stalls, I finally saw a treasure that caught my eye.

Xu Damao came over calmly and squatted in front of the stall.

At this time, the sky in the east was already faintly glowing with purple-red light. Upon closer inspection, it seemed as if there were wisps of purple air rising, and the sun was about to come out.

"What does this jar say?"

Xu Damao picked up a jar with the word "happiness" on it, held it in his hand, looked at it for a while, and then asked the stall owner.

"This is a jar with the Chinese character 'happiness' from the Qianlong period. It's something that makes people excited at first glance. It costs forty-five yuan."

"You're right, but the price is a bit high. I'll take it for thirty dollars!"

"No, no, I charge more than this price. Eighteen is really not enough."

The stall owner pretended to be aggrieved.

"Then I'll give you another five dollars, thirty-five!"

"Forty, make it an even number, and I'll give it to you at the original price. I swear I won't make a cent off of you!"

"Forty is a bit too much!"

"I collected it for forty dollars. Not only did you not make a penny from this jar, but it also wasted a lot of time. I almost broke my legs running to collect this jar. You have no idea how hard it was..."

"Okay, forty is forty, I'll just take a small loss, just shut up!"

Seeing that the stall owner was about to start a long speech about how difficult it was to obtain the jar, Xu Damao quickly waved his hand to stop him and took out four Great Unity Banknotes and handed them to the stall owner.

"Okay, I'll pack it for you, little brother."

The stall owner took the money, took the jar back with a smile on his face, found some rough paper and started wrapping the jar, then handed it to Xu Damao.

"I feel like I'm losing a lot of money on forty bucks, so just give me this thing!"

Xu Damao casually took out a piece of jade the size of a thumb from the corner of the stall, tossed it in his hand a few times, and put it into his pocket.

"Oh, okay, I'll give it to you. I'm losing a lot of money. This is a fine jade that came from the palace. Even the emperor loves it. I have to sell it for at least five dollars!"

The stall owner acted as if he was deeply distressed and waved his hand, asking Xu Damao to leave quickly, as if he would regret it if he was any later.

Xu Damao turned around and gave the stall owner a cold look, then got on his bike and slowly walked back.

It is now about five o'clock in the morning and the sky is already getting light. Most of the stalls have packed up and left, and only those stalls with more goods are still packing up.

"Brother, don't load this pot onto the cart, just sell it to me!"

Xu Damao passed by a stall and saw a man loading a stew pot onto a cart with both hands. He remembered that he only had a frying pan at home, so he hurriedly stopped him.

"If you want this, take it for three dollars!"

As the stall owner spoke, he took the soup pot and loaded it onto Xu Damao's car.

"Okay, I'll give you the money."

The two men completed the transaction quickly. The man put the wide shoulder straps on his shoulders, held the two handrails of the cart, and pulled the cart away.

Xu Damao checked the soup pot and after making sure there was no major problem, he put it into his personal space and then rode his bike towards his residence.

On the way back, I bought some vegetables. The quantity was not large because there were no refrigerators in those days and the food could not be stored for long.

It was already past five o'clock when he got home, so he could still take a nap to rest. However, after Xu Damao got home, he didn't feel sleepy at all. He took out the handle of the Qianlong "Happiness" jar he had bought before, a piece of jade about the size of a thumb, from his personal space and played with it between his fingers.

This piece of jade is extraordinary. Don’t underestimate it because it is small. It is indeed authentic Hetian seed material, and it is the best quality seed material, mutton-fat jade!

Xu Damao recalled that in his previous life, he had seen a lot of mutton-fat white jade, but he had never touched mutton-fat jade that was truly as white as sheep's tail oil.

However, this thumb-sized piece of Hetian seed material is real mutton-fat jade.

What is even more valuable is that this piece of Hetian seed material is an extremely rare heaven and earth skin. About one-fifth of both ends of the jade are covered with a brown-red membrane, which is extremely beautiful!

Xu Damao fell in love with her at first sight.

As for why it was not bought by others first, it is probably because people with little experience could not recognize such a treasure at all, or it was too small, the light was too dim, and it was in the corner of the stall, so it did not attract the attention of customers.

Don’t underestimate it, it’s only the size of a thumb. In Xu Damao’s previous life, it could definitely be worth 50,000 to 60,000 per gram! That’s right, it’s a hundred times the price of gold!

If you want to sell it, 70,000 grams is no big deal. After all, this thing is very rare, and scarcity makes things valuable. No one else has it, so it is unique.

Xu Damao weighed the piece of Hetian jade seed material, which was about 8 or 9 grams. In the past life, it would have been enough to sell for hundreds of thousands.

"Good stuff, keep it for collection!"

Xu Damao talked to himself, then rested on the bed for a while, got up and started the stove to cook.

Heat the pan and add the fragrant lard, then add the chopped green onion and green pepper, add some salt and stir-fry for a few times, then pour in three evenly stirred eggs, and the egg liquid and green pepper are completely blended together.

He lifted the pot and shook it, using low heat to wait for the eggs at the bottom to solidify. Xu Damao exerted force with his wrist and turned the food in the pot over. What caught his eye was a burnt yellow color mixed with some green.

After waiting for another minute, Xu Damao put the fried green pepper and eggs into the plate, took out the big white steamed bun, and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

As it was still early, no one in the courtyard had gone to work yet. The aroma of Xu Damao's lard fried eggs filled the air, making everyone who was awake in the courtyard couldn't help but sniff.

"This little prodigal son, the Xu family will be ruined by him sooner or later!"

This was the curse that Jia Zhang uttered while swallowing her saliva.

"This kid is a spendthrift. He even has scrambled eggs for breakfast."