Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"According to what you said, people who go to the ghost market are much richer than those who go to the market?" Lou Xiao'e asked Xu Damao.

"Of course!" Xu Damao replied, "Why go to a ghost market if you don't have money? Even if you are a seller, you should have a lot of change on you. What if a customer pays ten yuan for something and you can't find the change? Wouldn't that mean you've lost a deal?"

"Xiao E, you can take a look at the stall owners selling used clothes in the ghost market. They have a lot of change in their pockets, and used clothes are easy to sell. If you pull a cart over, you can sell half of the cart at a time." Xu Damao continued.

"And most of those old clothes were collected by pawn shops in the past. After being kept for a long time, it would be better to sell them in the ghost market," he added.

"I've also seen people selling used clothes at the market, but not many people buy them," Lou Xiao'e retorted.

"That's because the people who come to the market don't have much money." Xu Damao explained: "People in the ghost market don't care about these things. As long as the price is cheap, people will buy it."

"Okay then, I'll follow you to the ghost market at night and you'll know." Lou Xiao'e agreed.

When Lou Xiao'e thought about being able to enter the ghost market to play, her inner joy was indescribable. She seemed full of energy, with an expectant smile on her face. One could tell at a glance that she was a lively woman who was not content with a peaceful life.

"Okay, but I have to tell you first, the ghost market is not very safe recently. Let me tell you, I have been there twice with Mr. Yan, a teacher in our college, and we encountered robbers both times..." Xu Damao explained to Lou Xiao'e seriously.

He told Lou Xiao'e in detail about his previous two experiences in the ghost market. After listening, Lou Xiao'e's eyes flashed with curiosity and she became very interested in Xu Damao's words.

"Although these people are only after money, what if they see a pretty girl like you and want to rape you? Xiao'e, do you still dare to go?" Xu Damao asked in a teasing tone, with a half-smile on his face, as if to say, "Are you scared?"

However, Lou Xiao'e was not frightened by Xu Damao's words. Instead, she responded bravely: "Hehe! I'm not someone who is scared of things, and this isn't my first time going there. What do I have to be afraid of? Humph!" There was a hint of trembling in her voice.

Lou Xiao'e's eyes were a little evasive, and she was obviously worried, but she was stubborn and stuck out her neck to argue, just like a stubborn little duck.

"Besides, I still have you to protect me. You're so tall and can use flying chopsticks. What should I be afraid of? I heard you say before that you chased away the three robbers who came the second time." Lou Xiao'e's eyes lit up, as if to say, "You're very powerful enough to protect me."

In this era, a man's strong fighting ability is also a plus point in front of women. This is just like in modern society, a man with a car and a house is an advantage. Therefore, Xu Damao's strong fighting ability makes Lou Xiaoe feel that he is more attractive and can better protect herself.

"Okay then, I'll pick you up at your house at 11:30 p.m. Don't come out so early or you'll get cold outside." Xu Damao touched Lou Xiao'e's head and said to her with concern.

"Got it." Lou Xiao'e nodded obediently.

"By the way, wear something thicker when you go out at night. It's very cold. Go back home in the afternoon and sleep a little longer to avoid feeling sleepy at night." Xu Damao said gently.

"Yeah..." Lou Xiao'e nodded obediently, a happy smile on her face.

"Then I'll take you home now." Xu Damao gently took Lou Xiao'e's hand and prepared to take her home.

"Hey, don't you play for a while longer? Why are you going back so early?" Lou Xiao'e was reluctant to leave Xu Damao. She hoped to stay with him a little longer.

"Go back to sleep quickly, or you don't have to follow me to the ghost market tonight. This way we can go out for a run and play in the afternoon. What do you think?" Xu Damao looked into Lou Xiao'e's eyes and asked seriously.

"Forget it, just take me back. I still like to go to the ghost market at night..." Lou Xiao'e lowered her head slightly and said shyly.

Xu Damao smiled, gently put his arm around Lou Xiao'e's shoulders, and sent her home. Along the way, the two talked and laughed, enjoying each other's company.

Xu Damao sent Lou Xiao'e home, and then he returned to a small courtyard he had bought before. He parked his bicycle in the courtyard, then walked into the house, took off his clothes, and fell asleep.

At 11:25 p.m., Xu Damao woke up on time. He quickly got dressed and rode his bicycle to the door of Lou Xiaoe's house. He chose a dark corner and waited, trying not to attract other people's attention.

The night sky was dotted with stars, and the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, forming a silvery white. Xu Damao sat quietly by the wall, waiting for Lou Xiaoe to come out.

Two minutes later, the gate of the compound made a "click" sound, and then a gap opened up that was big enough for one person to pass through, and Lou Xiao'e flashed out.

After closing the door, I saw a tall figure waving at me from across the street, so I took small steps and ran over.

Xu Damao patted the padded back seat and said with a smile, "Come on, Xiao'e, get in and sit down."

Lou Xiao'e jumped lightly onto the seat. After she sat firmly, Xu Damao stepped on the bicycle pedal and the bike started slowly.

"Xiao'e, you have come to the ghost market with me several times. Do you want to try to receive guests yourself today?" Xu Damao said to Lou Xiao'e while riding his bike.

"Ah? You want me to do business?" Lou Xiao'e opened her mouth in surprise, her eyes wide open.

"Yes, you have been watching me trading with others, so you should know how to do it, right? Besides, you are beautiful and smart, so you can definitely do it well!" Xu Damao encouraged.

"But...but I don't know much about those old things. I don't know how much they are worth. What if I sell them at a loss?" Lou Xiao'e hesitated and frowned slightly.

"Haha, Xiao'e, you haven't understood the rules of this business. We are just sellers. Buyers know the authenticity and value of things. They will judge for themselves whether it is worth buying, so don't worry about the price. Just be polite and enthusiastic." Xu Damao explained patiently.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Okay, I'll try it." Lou Xiao'e finally nodded, but was still a little nervous.

"If a customer comes to ask about it, I will tell you directly that the price of this thing cannot be lower than a certain amount. Just remember it. You don't need to know anything about these old items." Xu Damao emphasized again.