Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

Seeing Lou Xiao'e appear, Xu Damao hurriedly stepped into the bright moonlight and waved his arms vigorously to signal his location to her.

When Lou Xiao'e saw Xu Damao's actions, a happy smile appeared on her face. She then moved her small feet and trotted towards Xu Damao like a happy little deer.

When Lou Xiao'e came closer, Xu Damao asked softly, "Why did you go out so secretly? Didn't you say hello to your family?"

Lou Xiao'e smiled mischievously and replied, "Hehe, of course I told my dad about it, but I was afraid of waking up other people, so I tried not to make too much noise."

Xu Damao nodded slightly to show his understanding, and then asked curiously: "Speaking of which, it was late at night and the light was dim. You couldn't see my face at all. Why did you recognize it as me as soon as I waved?"

"What if I recognize the wrong person? If I encounter this kind of situation next time, I should at least shout and ask from a distance first."

As he spoke, Xu Damao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently stroked the top of Lou Xiao'e's head.

"Oh, I know very well that it is you. It is freezing cold and late at night. Who would have the time to hang around our door?"

"Besides, there are only a few people as tall as you in the whole capital. Who else can we find besides you?"

Lou Xiao'e said with a coquettish voice, and pushed away the big hand that Xu Damao had placed on her head. Then, she climbed onto the back seat of the bicycle with swift movements.

"That's right...you better sit tight!" Xu Damao responded, then stepped onto the seat and pedaled hard with his feet. The car rushed towards the Ghost Market like an arrow.

As they were about to arrive at the Ghost Market, Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e saw from afar the light of lanterns emanating from ahead of them, just like the bright stars in the night sky, and these lights would slowly float along with the footsteps of their owners.

"Da Mao, why do I feel there are so many people in this ghost market today?" Lou Xiao'e asked curiously, blinking her big eyes.

"Of course, it's the Spring Festival now, and many people who have been away from home are returning home. They may have some rare things with them. It's a good opportunity to take them here and sell them for cash."

While riding his bike hard, Xu Damao answered Lou Xiaoe's questions with great interest.

"And these days, there are so many people who go on blind dates! After all, they are all young and energetic. When they hear that there is a mysterious ghost market here, how can they suppress their curiosity?"

"I will definitely drag my blind date along to broaden my horizons and see the world!"

Xu Damao said this with a beaming face as he stopped the car steadily and motioned Lou Xiaoe to get out first. Then he pushed the car and walked forward slowly with Lou Xiaoe, shoulder to shoulder.

"Oh my! It's hard to find a suitable stall when there are so many people! Look around the wonton stall, there's not even a place to stand! Forget it, let's set up somewhere farther away."

Xu Damao shook his head helplessly and muttered something, but he did not stop and continued to walk forward.

"Da Mao, I noticed that there are a lot more stalls selling other things in this ghost market! Look over there, there are people selling pork, dog meat and mutton, as well as braised food and fruits! We never saw these things when we visited the ghost market before."

Lou Xiao'e looked around with great interest, her face full of curiosity.

"Hmm...Xiao'e, how about you try the dog meat? It smells pretty good, but I don't know if it's expensive. I guess it shouldn't be too expensive."

Xu Damao swallowed his saliva, his eyes fixed on the dog meat stall in the distance, as if he could already imagine the wonderful taste of the juicy dog ​​meat in his mouth.

"Hehe, it smells really good! This boss is really an honest man. He doesn't do anything dishonest like selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton. Let's patronize his business again later. Now the most urgent thing is to find a suitable open space and set up our stall. Speaking of which, I still prefer the sweet and refreshing snow pear juice."

You know, at this moment, the so-called dog-raising culture in Western countries has not yet been introduced into my country, so our people have no psychological barriers or resistance to eating dog meat at all.

On the contrary, some unscrupulous merchants often do things that are like selling sheep's heads but actually selling dog meat...

Xu Damao finally found a relatively open place next to a small stall selling vegetarian noodles.

He stopped his bicycle, then deftly took out the tattered straw mat used by veteran actors, intending to start setting up a stall.

Xu Damao was busy working while turning to Lou Xiao'e beside him and said, "Xiao'e, here, take these five dollars and go buy me some snow pear juice. Oh, and weigh some dog meat while you're at it. Remember to pick the ones with more meat. I'll hurry up and set up the stall first."

As he said this, he handed the banknotes clenched in his hand to Lou Xiao'e.

Lou Xiao'e was not at all shy. With a bright smile on her face, she took the money generously, then turned around and walked briskly towards the stall selling pear water.

Xu Damao, who stayed where he was, quickly spread out the straw mat and solemnly took out a bulging bag from the basket on the back seat of the bicycle - in fact, all these items were taken out by him through his personal space.

After putting everything neatly in place, Xu Damao sat steadily on the small stool, calmly waiting for business to come to him.

After all, the ghost market was bustling with people coming and going, and before long, several people squatted in front of Xu Damao's stall. They held lanterns and carefully examined the various items displayed on the stall.

"Hey, this pen holder looks really unique! Little brother, how much do you want for it?"

One of the middle-aged men picked up a pen holder carefully made of bamboo, examined it in the dim light of the lantern, and asked Xu Damao directly about the price.

Xu Damao took a closer look and couldn't help laughing in his heart: Isn't this exactly what those two guys Zhang Tietou and Huang Genwang brought back!

I remember that the two of them went to the village for several days and got a box of these old pen holders, inkstones, and bottles and jars.