Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Brother, that's fine. I've heard about the Ghost Market before when I was selling roast chicken, but I've never seen it. Take me there tomorrow to broaden your horizons and have a drink!"

"Brother, you do this. When the roast chicken is ready, take the money and bring the roast chickens that are ready for me. This way, when I take you to the city, you can sell the roast chickens."

"Brother, you are really thoughtful. Come, try this. I will teach you how to eat it."

"This hot steamed bun has to be eaten with cold sauce!"

The man tore off a large piece from the steaming bun as if he was snatching a trophy.

Then, he gently dipped the steamed bun into the roast chicken sauce in the small plate, his movements as elegant as a gentleman tasting precious caviar.

The next second, he swallowed the steamed bun dipped in roast chicken sauce into his mouth in a whirlwind of speed. A big bulge instantly appeared on one side of his face, like a little squirrel storing food.

As the man chewed, he showed an expression of satisfaction and enjoyment.

"Brother, you should try it too! I'm not lying to you, it's delicious."

Xu Damao followed suit, picked up a steamed bun, tore off a piece, dipped it in the roast chicken sauce, and put it in his mouth to chew.

“Delicious, a rare delicacy!”

Xu Damao's eyes lit up, and he just wanted to have a sip of wine, so he picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.

"Cool!"

Xu Damao exclaimed in praise and started eating and drinking heartily!

"Brother, you have a good life, you can have meat every meal!"

After the two men had eaten and drunk their fill, Xu Damao sat on a chair and teased the man.

"They are just leftovers that can't be served at banquets. Besides, I can't sell them either, so I have to eat them myself."

"Brother, take a rest first. I'll go in and see if the roast chicken is ready. It should be almost done."

After the man finished speaking, he stood up and strode into the room.

Xu Damao was also very curious and followed the big man into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, Xu Damao smelled a rich aroma. Just based on this aroma, Xu Damao felt that he could eat a little more...

The woman took out the roast chickens from the pot one by one and placed them on the chopping board next to her, next to which were dried lotus leaves.

The man walked to the chopping board, swiftly placed a roast chicken on the dry lotus leaf, and then wrapped it tightly with his deft hands, as if he was putting a green coat on it.

Then he skillfully tied up the roast chicken with a thin straw rope. His movements were as smooth as flowing water and done in one go, which made people marvel.

"Hehe, I'm sorry to have made you laugh, but the price of oil paper is too high, which has increased the cost a lot. I have no choice but to use these lotus leaves to wrap the roast chicken."

"After all, these lotus leaves are everywhere in the pond and they don't cost any money."

The man explained with a shy smile.

"Brother, you are wrong. This lotus leaf is more noble and classy than those oil papers! The roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves is the best packaging even if it is served to the emperor!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely! And how many roast chickens are there?"

"About twenty."

"I want them all! You don't have to take them out when we get to the city! I'll just take them all away."

In Xu Damao's blind spot, the woman reached out and gently twisted the soft flesh around the man's waist.

"Okay... okay, no problem! Ouch..."

"What's wrong, brother?"

"It's okay, it's okay. The roast chicken was just taken out of the pot and is still very hot. I got burned accidentally, hehe."

The man pretended that his hand was burned and blew hard on his fingers.

After wrapping all the roast chickens in lotus leaves, the man and the woman prepared to put all the chickens into the basket.

The man came to Xu Damao's bicycle with a wooden plate of roast chicken, opened the lid of the basket, and found something inside. So he opened the other side and put the roast chicken on the plate in.

"Brother, what's that thing you have in the back? It looks familiar."

"To be honest, I'm a projectionist in the city, and that's where the movie projection equipment is installed."

"Oh, projectionist, you are really awesome! That movie projection device is really expensive, right? I don't want it to touch me when I'm in the car later."

The man praised exaggeratedly, and gave his woman a provocative look, as if to say: I am a projectionist, how could I possibly cheat you out of these roast chickens...

"This thing is very solid. Just don't step on it too hard, brother. When are we leaving?"

"Wait a minute, I'll bring a kettle, you can go inside and drink some water, it's very hot right now, it's hard to survive on the road without some water."

The man walked into the room and Xu Damao thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case, so he followed the man in.

The man first picked up the ladle, scooped a ladle of cold water and drank it slowly.

"It's so sweet, you should drink some too, brother. We'll go after I fill up my kettle."

"it is good!"

Xu Damao didn't act pretentiously. He just took the ladle and scooped a ladle from the jar and started drinking.

Cool and refreshing, refreshing!

The man picked up the kettle from the box next to him, greeted Xu Damao, and prepared to go out.

However, Xu Damao's attention was attracted by another item in the box containing the kettle. When he saw the big man calling him to go out, he shook his head and walked straight towards the box.

"Don't worry, brother. Just wait a moment."

Xu Damao walked to the wooden box on the table, picked up an item, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"well……"

As Xu Damao watched, he uttered sounds of admiration.

"Brother, do you like this deity too? This is the old lady of Mount Tai, the kind that will answer any prayer. She is very effective in praying for children! If you were in my hometown and you wanted to have a child, I would take you to Mount Tai to tie a baby."

When the man saw Xu Damao picking up the statue of the Taishan Grandma with a serious face, there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Xu Damao waved his hand, told the man not to speak and began to check carefully.

"Bixia Yuanjun! The gilded Bixia Yuanjun! Of course, it's absolutely correct for you to call her Grandma Taishan!"

"Mazu in the South and Bixia in the North! These are the real gods in the hearts of us northerners!"

"Brother, look at the gilded layer on the outside. It has peeled off naturally over the past few hundred years."

"Brother, look at how good this treasure is. The silk ribbon, earrings, necklace, and even the pattern hanging below are all typical Central Plains style!"

"And this little summary, take a good look at it, it's a treasure from the Ming Dynasty! Look at her face, solemn, dignified and kind!"

"Yes, yes, brother, what you said is very good. If you put this Taishan old lady at home, it will give people a sense of stability, a sense of steadiness, and an indescribable feeling!"

"Brother, I can see that you like this Taishan Granny very much, so I will give it to you."