Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Let's put it this way. The bigger cup is 180 yuan, and the smaller one is 150 yuan. Brother, I'm not making a random offer. This is the market price!" Brother Niu quoted the price with a proud look on his face and a firm tone, as if he was an experienced expert with a unique vision.

Hearing this offer, Xu Damao was secretly surprised: "Oh my god? I was almost fooled by these two. It's just that the price is wrong. The smaller bronze cup is worth a little more than the big one!" However, he did not show it. Instead, he said in a disapproving tone: "Hey, this price is too outrageous. No, no, no, even if I sell it myself, I can't sell it at this price!"

As Xu Damao spoke, he shook his head vigorously. His head moved from side to side like a rattle, expressing his dissatisfaction and denial of the price quoted by Brother Niu.

Seeing this, Brother Niu asked, "Brother, what price do you think is appropriate?" Xu Damao thought for a moment and replied, "One hundred for the big one and seventy for the small one. This is already the highest price. In addition, I also want these two pieces of broken porcelain, but they must be given to me for free as gifts!"

Xu Damao thought to himself, with a sly smile on his face. He deliberately offered a lower price, staring at the two people in front of him, observing their reactions. He knew that these two guys would never hand over the items in their hands easily, and would definitely go to other stalls to compare.

As expected, the man called Brother Niu frowned, shook his head and said, "No, the price is too low. I'd better look somewhere else. But I can sell you this silver dollar!" After that, Brother Niu pretended to put away the package and looked like he was going to leave.

Seeing this, Xu Damao was secretly delighted, but on the surface he pretended to be anxious and shouted loudly: "Hey, don't be anxious, brother, we can talk it over! How about this, I'll give you 20 yuan for each of the two broken porcelain pieces?" His voice unconsciously rose a few decibels, as if he wanted to show his sincerity.

However, what Xu Damao did not expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, Brother Niu packed the package more quickly and neatly. Obviously, seeing Xu Damao's eager attitude, Brother Niu was more convinced that his decision to go to other stalls to compare prices was correct.

"Hey, big brother, I know what you are going to do. Isn't it just to compare the prices offered by other stalls? Well, it's 1:30 in the morning now. If you think my price is okay, you can come to me at 3 o'clock. My wife has something to do at home, so I have to take her back first."

As Xu Damao spoke, under the confused gaze of Lou Xiao'e, he took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, counted out thirty-six yuan and handed it to Brother Niu.

Brother Niu took the money readily, quickly put on his bag, and turned to leave without hesitation. As he turned around, he raised his hand to support the bag, and it was this small action that caused the corner of his clothes to lift up, revealing a small section of the gun barrel.

Xu Damao, who has night vision, is keenly aware of this...

"Da Mao, why do you want to send me home for no reason?" Lou Xiao'e asked puzzledly.

"Hehe, I just said I was sending my wife home, but I didn't say I was sending you home. Do you admit that you are my wife?" Xu Damao teased to Lou Xiao'e with a grin.

"You...don't talk nonsense! You obviously want to send me away first." Lou Xiao'e said angrily with her face flushed with anger.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Listen to me. These two guys should have some connection with the robbers who robbed us that day. Let me take you home first, and then I'll come back. The price I offered them is very high. No one in this ghost market can afford so much money, so they will definitely come back to me."

"Soon I will be able to follow them without anyone noticing and trace them back to their lair!" Xu Damao put on a mysterious look and spoke in a low voice to Lou Xiao'e.

"Ah! Damao, you must not go with them! It's too dangerous. They have guns in their hands! Absolutely not, you are not allowed to take the risk!" Lou Xiao'e was determined and refused to let Xu Damao go without any room for negotiation.

"Hey Xiao'e, just put your mind at ease. Do you think I'm the kind of person who acts rashly? I'll just follow them from a distance. Once I find their lair, I'll report it to the police and catch them all. And oh, have you forgotten that I have a unique skill?"

As Xu Damao was speaking, he suddenly produced a chopstick from his body like a magician and let it fly above his palm.

"But it's so late now. How am I going to explain it to my parents when I get back?" Lou Xiao'e asked worriedly.

"If your parents ask you about it, just tell them the truth. I think they are very reasonable people. Of course, if you can get around it cleverly, that's also fine," Xu Damao comforted.

"Well... okay." Lou Xiao'e hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Hey, why are you standing there like an idiot? Come over and help me clean up the stall!" Xu Damao said with a smile.

So the two of them quickly packed up the stall. Then, Lou Xiao'e jumped lightly onto the back seat of the bicycle, and Xu Damao pedaled hard, and the bicycle sped towards Lou Xiao'e's home like an arrow from a bow.

As they were about to reach the gate of Lou's house, Lou Xiao'e once again reminded Xu Damao worriedly: "You must be careful on the road! It doesn't matter if you lose your money, you must ensure your own safety!"

At the gate of the Lou family, Lou Xiao'e looked at Xu Damao worriedly, as if she had a thousand words to say.

"Xiao E, don't worry! I cherish my life very much. Okay, go home and have a good sleep!" Xu Damao comforted her confidently.

As soon as Xu Damao finished speaking, he got on his bicycle and rode at lightning speed, relying on his extraordinary night vision and strong physique. Not long after, he successfully arrived at the old place where he had set up his stall before, and then rearranged the stall neatly.

"Little brother, how much is this white jade bracelet?" a low voice came.

Xu Damao looked up and saw a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a gray Zhongshan suit standing in front of his stall, staring at him with sharp eyes and playing with a white jade bracelet in his hand.