Song Yiran carried a noodle bag and continued to wander around the thrift market. The box containing the bezoar has been received by her in the space, these bezoars are a very big harvest for her, but I don't need it now, keep it and slowly appreciate it in the future!

Generally speaking, when Song Yiran saw stalls selling used clothes, he passed by directly, and he didn't look at them much. She didn't dare to be interested in second-hand clothes, mainly because she couldn't break through the level in her heart, when she was in Daqingshan, although she also wore the big cotton jacket left by the old man Ma before his death, but at that time she was poor, and there was really no other way. If there is a condition, who wants to wear the estimated clothes, after all, I don't know what kind of person the owner of the clothes was before, and whether there is a history of previous diseases!

In the final analysis, it is her occupational disease that is at work.

However, this time, Song Yiran stopped in front of a stall selling used clothes.

The clothes sold in this stall are a bit unusual, and the stall owner sells cheongsams, only two pieces.

The eldest sister who sells clothes is about forty years old, and she keeps her head down, probably a little embarrassed. After all, for people in this era, cheongsam is something that is not worn by serious people.

These two cheongsams are very exquisite, from the cut, to the embroidery, to the buckle, they are very exquisite, not the kind of thing that comes out of the assembly line, but the kind of cheongsam that is really hand-sewn.

Song Yiran doesn't understand cheongsam, she is a layman, but as long as you look at this kind of thing, you can see the difference.

The buttons on the cheongsam are all polished with jade, and the stitches are particularly fine, and several stitches are used.

"Little girl, do you want to buy a cheongsam?"

Song Yiran retracted his hand and said embarrassedly, "I'll just take a look." ”

The eldest sister who sold the cheongsam was a little disappointed, but she was not aggressive, "This cheongsam is my mother's thing, and I heard that it was made by the old master over there in the magic capital." It's really difficult at home, otherwise you can't take it out and sell it. ”

Song Yiran asked, "How much?"

"Thirty. After the eldest sister finished speaking, she paused, "A piece of thirty." "Two pieces are sixty!

In 80 years, many people's monthly salary was only more than 30 yuan, and those young people who had just entered the market couldn't even get 30 yuan.

Two cheongsams cost 60 yuan, which is enough for a family of five for more than a month.

Song Yiran was very moved, she felt that these two cheongsams were destined for her, and they might come in handy in the future.

"Eldest sister, is your house near here, can I go to your house to drink saliva?"

The eldest sister looked at Song Yiran and suddenly understood, "Yes, okay, then let's leave now." She quickly put away the two cheongsams, although the movements were fast, but very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting the two clothes.

The eldest sister was a little embarrassed, "I have thick hands, don't break it again!"

Song Yiran didn't say anything, followed the eldest sister through the streets and alleys, walked for four or five minutes, and arrived at the eldest sister's house.

The conditions of this eldest sister's family are very ordinary, and the shadow of hardship and simplicity can be seen everywhere in the small house where she lives.

The art master is bold, and only a stupid eldest sister like Song Yiran who is not afraid of death dares to follow the other party home.

"Girl, do you want to buy this cheongsam!" The eldest sister was a little shy, "I'll tell you the truth, this cheongsam is made by a famous master." This is my mother's clothes from when she was young, I didn't wear them twice, and I kept these two pieces. If I wasn't short of money, I wouldn't have sold it. The first is to keep a thought, and the second is to have such a good thing in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find. ”

Song Yiran nodded, agreeing with her words, "Eldest sister, I wanted to buy this dress for one of my aunts." ”

"You really bought it?"

Song Yiran nodded twice, "I'm young, I'm afraid that people will target me, so I came with you." ”

"Yes, you're right. The eldest sister was overjoyed, she didn't expect that someone would really buy her cheongsam, although she was reluctant to sell it, but she needed the money so much.

"Girl, do you really want this cheongsam?"

"Yes. Song Yiran took the bag in the eldest sister's hand, glanced at the cheongsam inside, and then took out the prepared money from the 'bag' and replaced it.

When the eldest sister got the money, her heart was also steady, and she instructed Song Yiran, "You should put the money close to you, so as not to let people touch it, the old city is very chaotic, and everyone has it." There is also this cheongsam, which should be moth-proof, take it out regularly to bask in the sun, and be particular about washing it......"

The eldest sister pulled Song Yiran and talked for more than half an hour.

Song Yiran couldn't cry or laugh, thinking that he had met a warm-hearted eldest sister, but this feeling was also very good.

People live a lifetime, and they can always meet all kinds of people, good and bad.

For example, the young man who is angry in the flow doesn't look like a good person and is unreliable, but it's not like that at all!

Another example is this eldest sister, who thought she was quite introverted and shy at first, but in fact she was a warm-hearted person.

When Song Yiran left the eldest sister's house, it was almost noon.

She found a place where no one was, put everything in her hand into the space, and then swaggered to another street.

This time she gained a lot, first bought a lot of copper coins at a low price, which weighed six catties, and only spent five yuan in total.

Copper coins are available in all dynasties and generations, some are valuable, and some are not.

Song Yiran didn't look at it, so he accepted it all, thinking that even if it was worthless, the five yuan was not wronged.

Later, she bought two more paintings at a low price, and the people who sold the paintings couldn't tell which dynasty and generation the paintings belonged to, and Song Yiran didn't have any attainments in this area, so she simply bought them blindly.

There are few people on the street at this point, in order not to attract the attention of others, she is a quick sweep, and if she likes it, put it away, as for the truth or falsehood, let's talk about it later!

Originally, Song Yiran was ready to leave, thinking about finding a place to eat and go back to the guest house, have a good rest at night, and take the car back to the county the next day.

Necheng thought that she was about to leave the old city, and suddenly found a super dazzling thing.

Tsk, what a dazzling eye-catcher!

Song Yiran's essence of being a fan of wealth was exposed, and his feet unconsciously walked over and stood in front of the stall.

A rusty iron table with what appeared to be a set of porcelain was placed on a nondescript stall. This thing is not enough to attract Song Yiran, what attracts her the most is the table.

The four table legs were all made of gold, serious gold!

There is gold hidden inside, and bread iron outside, what a trick to darken Chen Cang!

What to do, I want it so much!

Song Yiran thought, why don't you test it, what if this table is also going to be sold?

No, no, what if someone is suspicious and doesn't sell it to her?

Just when Song Yiran was struggling with whether to buy this table, a man in a suit walked over......

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