Qin Sang looked at the carved bed in the store not far away, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The shopkeeper was still trying to fool around.

Duan Yanfang listened with relish.

Qin Sang dragged her forward: "Don't listen to their nonsense, which of the things laid out here can't break out a few origins, the shopkeepers of Panjiayuan are all masters of storytelling, who can't tell a few wonderful stories." ”

"Back then, it was on this bed that Shixian was inspired to burst out, writing a thousand ancient quatrains, the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground......"

The shopkeeper's voice could be heard from afar.

Duan Yanfang asked Qin Sang: "Auntie, is it true that Shixian is lying down and sleeping on that bed and writing the bright moonlight in front of the bed?"

Qin Sang knocked Duan Yanfang's head: "Impossible." ”

"Why?"

Duan Yanfang covered her head, looking puzzled.

"The sleeping place in the Tang Dynasty is called collapse, but there is no such thing as a bed, and besides, judging from the architectural structure of the Tang Dynasty, if you really want to lie down, you can't see the moon outside the window......"

Qin Sang explained to Duan Yanfang little by little.

"Then how can there be a poem about the bright moonlight in front of the bed?"

Duan Yanfang didn't understand it even more.

Qin Sang smiled: "At that time, there was a Hu bed. ”

"Hu bed?"

"It's what we now call Little Maza. ”

This time, Duan Yanfang couldn't help laughing.

"Aunt, don't tell me that Shixian moved a small horse to sit in the courtyard and then wrote this famous poem, right?"

Qin Sang nodded solemnly: "That's it." ”

Duan Yanfang felt that many of her impressions of Shixian had been shattered.

She imagined that image, and she couldn't accept it.

"Don't think too much of those historical figures. ”

At this time, there were more people, and Qin Sang took Duan Yanfang's hand and said as he walked: "There are many characters in history who are particularly funny. ”

Belch?

Duan Yanfang looked at Qin Sang, and especially wanted her to talk about it.

Qin Sang did as she wished, while walking, looking at the things on the side of the road, and said: "Do you know that there is an emperor who fell into the toilet and died......?

Qin Sang said as she spoke, and couldn't help but think of the faint gentleman she had seen, that person had done almost incredible things for her.

"Auntie, it's pretty good to see there's a dragon carving over there. ”

Duan Yanfang listened with great interest and watched with great interest.

Suddenly, she stopped and pointed to a stone dragon on the side of the road and shouted.

Qin Sang glanced in the direction Duan Yanfang pointed.

With this glance, Qin Sang turned his head and walked towards the stall.

The stall owner of this stall was listening to something with a radio, listening with great interest, and he also put a plate of peanuts in front of him, and he picked one up from time to time and threw it into his mouth, looking particularly leisurely.

When Qin Sang walked over, the stall owner smiled and said, "I have all good things here, take a good look, it's easy to say whatever the price is." ”

"Why is this thing so ugly?"

Duan Yanfang couldn't help frowning as she looked at the shabby, old, and gray piles of things on the stall.

The stall owner laughed.

Duan Yanfang's sentence shows that this is a layman, the one who is most likely to fool.

"Those things made of modern craftsmanship are beautiful, girl, can you buy them?"

Duan Yanfang glared and squatted down beside Qin Sang.

Qin Sang pointed to the pile of broken porcelain pieces that the stall owner had placed in the corner and asked, "How are these sold?"

The stall owner smiled: "These porcelain pieces are all good things, Ruyao porcelain pieces, treasures worth a thousand gold." ”

Duan Yanfang pursed her lips, she didn't believe the stall owner's words at all.

But Qin Sang really believed it, she reached out and picked up the porcelain pieces piece by piece: "How much?"

"One dollar a piece. ”

The stall owner laughed.

"Why don't you grab it?"

Duan Yanfang couldn't help but shout: "One dollar is enough to buy two or three good bowls, who wants this broken porcelain piece." ”

Qin Sang pulled Duan Yanfang: "Help me pick up a few pieces." ”

Duan Yanfang had no choice but to squat down and pick it up with Qin Sang.

After picking up about a dozen pieces, Qin Sang asked the stall owner to help wrap them up.

She pretended to be bored and glanced at the things in the stall again, and finally her eyes fell on the stone dragon.

"How is this sold?"

Duan Yanfang also saw Shi Long, and she was particularly disgusted: "Auntie, what's so good about that thing, it's not good for carvers, it doesn't look good at all, and it's too cumbersome to even play at home, if you buy this, you can't even hear the sound of the money thrown into the puddle." ”

Qin Sang smiled: "I just look at it quite interesting, if it's not expensive, just buy it back and play with it." ”

"It's a good thing. ”

The stall owner was happy: "Girl, your vision is really good, and you can even see this kind of antiquity." ”

Qin Sang also smiled: "You think I'm a fool, aren't you? A broken object carved out of broken stone, the appearance is not good-looking, and the material is even worse, and you plan to fool me into paying a lot of money?"

The stall owner was not embarrassed at all, but laughed even more happily: "Girl, don't look at the surface." ”

"There's nothing intrinsic about it. ”

Qin Sang joked with the stall owner: "Although I'm not an expert, I can still see it, let's be honest, how much is it." ”

The stall owner held out a finger.

Qin Sang smiled: "One dollar." ”

The stall owner shook his head: "Ten yuan." ”

Qin Sang thought for a moment: "Two pieces." ”

The stall owner shook his head and said no.

Qin Sang stood up and pulled Duan Yanfang away.

The stall owner watched Qin Sang take a few steps and hurriedly said, "If you really want it, you will have three yuan, and three yuan will be given." ”

Qin Sang paused, and waited for a while before returning to Duan Yanfang.

She picked up the porcelain pieces and put them together, and asked the stall owner to take a bag of the stone dragon.

The porcelain pieces are a total of twelve pieces, and the stone dragon is exactly fifteen yuan.

Qin Sang counted the money and handed it to the stall owner.

With their things in hand, Qin Sang and Duan Yanfang walked around again.

Duan Yanfang was particularly interested in looking at those colorful things, Qin Sang helped her palm, and finally picked a colored porcelain vase from a folk kiln, which didn't have much money, that is, it was better than a fresh.

Coming out of Panjiayuan, Qin Sang asked Duan Yanfang to carry her things, and she rode a motorcycle back with Duan Yanfang.

Duan Yanfang really hadn't been to Qin Sang's courtyard house, and when he entered the door, he looked at the neat and clean courtyard, and was particularly surprised: "This place is really good, it's pretty good." ”

Qin Sang smiled and took Duan Yanfang into the house.

She put the porcelain pieces and stone dragon she bought, and went to make tea for Duan Yanfang.

After the tea was brewed, Qin Sang sat down opposite Duan Yanfang.

Duan Yanfang asked Qin Sang while drinking tea: "Auntie, what kind of good thing is that stone dragon, what did you buy it for?"

Qin Sang smiled: "It's not a good thing, it's just that he has something in his stomach that is not bad." ”

"What's that?"

Duan Yanfang asked curiously.

Qin Sang took a sip of tea and pushed the dim sum to Duan Yanfang's side: "Dragon Ball." ”

cough cough cough ......

Duan Yanfang choked.

Her coughing face was red, and it was easy to stop, and she asked Qin Sang with her eyes open, "Auntie, are you kidding, what kind of dragon balls?" don't scare me......"