Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

However, at this moment, Xu Damao suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Lou Xiaoe: "Wait here for a while, help me look after the car, I'll go over there to buy something."

Xu Damao was walking slowly, when suddenly his eyes were attracted by an object on the stall next to him.

He paused, parked his old bicycle aside without hesitation, turned to Lou Xiao'e who was following closely behind him and said, "Xiao'e, please look after my bicycle for me. I'll go over there and take a look."

After saying that, he picked up the lantern in his hand, walked quickly towards the stall, then squatted down and looked carefully at the things in front of him.

The owner of the stall was a middle-aged man of medium build. He was wrapped in a black cotton coat and had a fur hat on his head. He looked very warm.

At this time, the stall owner was standing behind the stall facing Xu Damao, his hands constantly digging at something in the charcoal fire basin.

Xu Damao took a closer look and was a little surprised - it turned out that there were two roasted sweet potatoes hidden in the charcoal brazier!

From the appearance, the two sweet potatoes have been almost baked, with the skin slightly caramelized and emitting bursts of tempting aroma.

The stall owner was holding a wooden stick and carefully pulling one of the sweet potatoes out of the charcoal fire, as if he was going to peel it and enjoy it.

Xu Damao couldn't help but twitch his nose and took a deep breath. Instantly, a strong, sweet smell that belonged to roasted sweet potatoes rushed into his nose. He couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, it's so cold, it's really not easy to see roasted sweet potatoes! Brother, you really know how to enjoy it!"

Hearing this, the stall owner slowly turned around, a simple smile appeared on his face, and he responded enthusiastically: "Haha, if you like it, I'll break it open and give you some to try!"

When Xu Damao heard this, he was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Oh my! Thank you so much! To be honest, I haven't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for a long time!"

After saying that, he stopped being polite with the stall owner and waited happily for him to hand him the sweet potatoes.

"Come on, brother, try it! The longer these sweet potatoes are kept in the cellar, the sweeter they will become, whether you roast them or boil them!"

The stall owner spoke enthusiastically, and deftly broke a freshly baked sweet potato into two even halves, then handed one half to Xu Damao with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Xu Damao quickly reached out to catch it, fearing that it would fall to the ground and dirty the delicious food. He blew on the sweet potato a few times to try to cool it down a little, and then carefully took a small bite.

Instantly, a rich sweet taste spread in his mouth, and the soft and glutinous texture made him intoxicated.

"Wow! It's so delicious! It's soft and sticky, and the sweetness is just right. It's simply a delicacy!"

Xu Damao couldn't help but exclaim as he chewed the food with big mouthfuls, saying that he was enjoying the meal very much.

After eating the sweet potatoes, Xu Damao wiped his mouth contentedly and glanced casually at the stall owner's stall.

Suddenly, he was attracted by two objects placed in the corner.

These two things look very special, and their shapes are like daggers made of stone.

Xu Damao pointed at them curiously and asked, "Brother, these two things on your stall are really unique! They look like knives made of stone. How do you sell them?"

Hearing Xu Damao's question, the stall owner's eyes lit up and he immediately introduced them to others: "Oh, brother, you really have good taste! Although these two things look like stone daggers, they are actually not ordinary stone products!"

"This is a genuine antique! I asked an expert to appraise it before, and he said that this thing has a history of at least one thousand years. It is definitely a rare and precious item! So, of course, the price will not be cheap..."

The stall owner was talking with saliva flying all over the place, praising his own products to the highest heavens.

"No matter how many years it has gone through, it's still just a stone knife. It probably won't be worth much, right?"

While Xu Damao was muttering to himself, he casually put the dagger-sized stone knife back on the stall.

Then, his attention was attracted by another stone knife. This stone knife was much larger than the previous one. Its size was several times that of the previous dark blue stone knife.

At this time, the stall owner noticed Xu Damao's strong interest in the two stone knives, so he smiled and asked, "How about it, brother, do you like these two stone knives?"

Xu Damao nodded and replied, "Well, more or less. They do look a bit like old objects from a long time ago."

When the stall owner heard this, he immediately patted his chest and assured him solemnly: "Hey, brother, what you said is wrong! What do you mean by old things? This is obviously a genuine antique! The things I sell on this stall are absolutely genuine, there is absolutely no fake or inferior stuff!"

Xu Damao curled his lips and said suspiciously: "Hey, brother, please don't fool me! I'm young and don't know much, and I've been fooled once before! If these two stone knives are not real old items, I won't even look at them!"

After saying that, he raised his head and looked directly at the stall owner, asking, "How much do these two stone knives cost together?"

The stall owner still had a amiable smile on his face, and replied slowly: "Hey, brother, since we are so predestined, I will just tell you the truth!"

"The smaller one is only ten dollars, and the big one is twenty dollars. So, if you really want it, just pay me thirty dollars in total. To be honest, if I didn't feel that we have a special affinity, I wouldn't be willing to give you such a good price!"

"Oh, brother, please don't lie to me! Look at these two stone knives. They don't look very good. In my opinion, they are only a little old. Maybe they are worth some money."

"If it were normal, if we threw them on the street, I guess no one would be willing to bend down to pick them up! You actually asked for thirty dollars, isn't that too expensive?"

Xu Damao frowned tightly, with a very embarrassed expression on his face.