Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

At this time, Xu Damao asked curiously: "Teacher Yan, what treasures did you bring here today and plan to sell?"

Yan Bugui sighed helplessly and replied, "Oh, I only brought some pottery jars, some porcelain bottles, and some odds and ends. Looking at the appearance of these things, they are really not very eye-catching. Well, I guess it will be good if I can sell them for a few cents this time."

Xu Damao hurriedly comforted him, saying, "Teacher Yan, please don't sigh so quickly. Although those people who move mountains and rob tombs have good eyesight, they may make mistakes sometimes! Maybe there is a good item hidden in here that has been missed and just happened to fall into your hands!"

Hearing this, Yan Bugui's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have rekindled hope: "Hey, what you said seems to make sense! I hope it's true as you said, and I can find a bargain or something. By the way, after I set up the stall, Damao, you have to help me take a good look and see if there are any valuable goods."

Xu Damao patted his chest and promised: "Okay, Teacher Yan, don't worry, I will carefully check them for you later and will not miss any treasure that may be valuable."

The three of them chatted and laughed happily along the way, as if time had passed extremely quickly, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the mysterious and legendary ghost market.

At this time, Xu Damao walked to the wonton stall with familiarity, then slowly took out the worn straw mat from behind him, spread it out skillfully as usual, and neatly arranged the various items he wanted to sell one by one.

Before long, a small stall was set up.

Xu Damao turned his head to look at Yan Bugui standing beside him, only to see him slowly sorting his goods, his movements seemed a bit clumsy and slow.

Seeing this, Xu Damao couldn't help but smile, then he bent down and took out a copper brazier from the basket, then grabbed a handful of hay, preparing to make a fire to keep warm.

Soon, the flames burned fiercely with the help of the hay. Xu Damao carefully added a few pieces of dry wood to the fire, and when the fire was getting stronger, he put in some charcoal. As the charcoal fire burned stronger and stronger, the air around it gradually became warmer.

At this time, Xu Damao turned his head and shouted to Lou Xiao'e, "Xiao'e, come over here, sit on this small stool and warm yourself by the fire, and help me watch the stall for a while. I'll go check on Teacher Yan."

As he spoke, he placed the small stool steadily next to the copper brazier and motioned Lou Xiao'e to sit down.

After arranging everything, Xu Damao turned and walked towards Yan Bugui's stall. When he got closer, he picked up a few items on the stall and looked at them carefully in the dim light of the lantern.

You don’t know until you see it. He was shocked to find that these were actually objects from the Liao Dynasty!

Although these porcelains look ordinary, Xu Damao knows with his years of experience that they must have a certain collection value.

But now that he has a lot of really good things in his hands, his vision has naturally become much higher.

"Damn, where did these guys dig such a tomb? It must be in Hebei Province."

Among these objects, only the white porcelain plate imitating the Ding kiln style is particularly eye-catching and shining, while the rest are just ordinary and inconspicuous items.

At this time, Xu Damao was seen introducing the items with great excitement while carefully handing the plate to Yan Bugui, and said confidently: "Teacher Yan, look, the other things are only worth fifteen yuan at most, but this plate is different, it can be sold for at least thirty yuan!"

After Yan Bugui took the plate, he couldn't help but examine it carefully, muttering, "Hmm... Compared with the other objects, this plate doesn't seem to be that big."

However, Xu Damao hurried forward and explained with a smile on his face: "Oh, Teacher Yan, you don't know! Although the size of this plate is not too big, its exquisiteness is incomparable!"

"Look at this flawless white color, as gentle as jade and yet restrained and subtle, just like the finest white jade. Such a rare masterpiece, even if it is sold for thirty yuan, I think it is too cheap!"

Then he patted his chest and added: "Teacher Yan, if you fail to sell this plate in the end, just sell it to me for 30 yuan!"

After hearing this, Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, waving his hands and saying, "Ahahaha, how can that be! How can I make money from you?"

After that, he happily picked up the plate and naturally placed it in the most conspicuous place in the middle of the stall.

Finally, Xu Damao said to Yan Bugui with a big smile on his face: "Teacher Yan, if you have nothing else, I will go eat a bowl of wontons to satisfy my craving. How about I give you a bowl as well?"

Yan Bugui quickly shook his head and declined, "No, no, thank you so much for your kindness! I ate too much at home this afternoon, and now there is no room in my stomach. I'm not hungry at all."

"Okay, I'll go eat first." Xu Damao said as he walked briskly in the direction of Lou Xiao'e. He had a faint smile on his face and a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

After walking to Lou Xiao'e's side, Xu Damao said softly, "Xiao'e, are you hungry? I'll be watching over the stall here. Go and have a bowl of wontons. It will warm you up after you finish eating."

Lou Xiao'e raised her head and glanced at Xu Damao tenderly, then reached out and gently adjusted the white fur hat on his head, and replied with a smile: "Well, I'm a little hungry. I'll go over first."

After saying that, she walked with light steps towards the wonton stall not far away.

After watching Lou Xiao'e leave, Xu Damao turned around and sat down on the small stool next to him.

He picked up a wooden stick and poked the charcoal in the copper brazier in front of him from time to time to keep the fire burning. The flames jumped, emitting bursts of warmth and illuminating a small area around them.

Xu Damao was looking after the stall and patiently waiting for customers to come.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the stall. A middle-aged man wearing a black cotton coat and a cotton hat, holding a dim lantern in his hand, was staring intently at the large vase on Xu Damao's stall.

He walked slowly around the vase several times, seeming to be very interested in the object.