The job of the courier is actually very simple, every morning according to the area in charge of the parcel that needs to be delivered, and then deliver the parcel one by one to get back the signature and the company to reconcile the account with the company.

Early in the morning, he hurriedly followed a few "seniors" to sort out the goods, and it was not until he put the package into the mini electric three-wheeler assigned to him that Xu Mu had to take a breath.

A few minutes later, five blue electric tricycles rushed out, two on the left and three on the right, and parted ways at the intersection of the community. Xu Mu and Brother Zhong, the most senior of the four "seniors", were the two who advanced to the left.

"Xiao Mu, the customer over there in Qingping Lane, you are polite when you deliver the goods. Brother Zhong pressed the speed of the tricycle and drove side by side with Xu Mu, hesitated, but couldn't help but speak.

"Well, I memorized the polite phrases in the training materials. "The courier brother who is a novice on the road obediently accepts the teachings of his predecessors. He had the impression that when he was tally just now, there were indeed a few packages that were delivered to Qingping Lane, and according to the distance, it should be his last stop today. Could it be that Qingping Lane's customers are the kind of difficult ones that Feng Yuan guessed?

"Remember, no matter what happens, don't run into people on that street. Brother Zhong told him again in a serious tone. Since the boss took over the place in Qingping Lane half a year ago, the couriers in Area 4 have changed seven or eight, and the shortest one has only been done for three days, and that street must be a bit weird.

"Understood. Xu Mu raised his right hand to simulate the actions of the soldier reporting to the commander, and saluted the dark-skinned middle-aged man next to him decently. He was wearing a brand-new silver-gray uniform, with a crisp shoulder line and a straight back.

Brother Zhong was amused by his childish behavior, "Okay, be careful yourself, if you don't understand anything, just call me." ”

"Thank you, Brother Zhong, see you later. Xu Mu said goodbye to Brother Zhong, who turned to the fork in the road, and drove an electric tricycle with a maximum speed of less than 30 per hour and galloped forward happily.

There are not many packages today, only a little more than a hundred, which is just convenient for Xu Mu to familiarize himself with the environment. The whole morning was very smooth, and at noon, the weather that was originally clear suddenly rained down, and Xu Mu, who was caught off guard, had to hide in the rain eaves of the shops along the street, and by the way, he spent three yuan to buy a pie and gobble up the lunch. At half past one in the afternoon, when the rain stopped and the clouds fell, he rushed to the entrance of Qingping Lane with the last four packages.

There are three famous streets in Shanghai.

The first one is called Renmin Road, which is the most lively commercial pedestrian street in the city, from east to west, a total of ten miles, and the crowds of people are endless every day, but all a brand, whether it belongs to the catering jewelry clothing or 3C electronics industry, are proud to be able to gain a foothold on this street.

The second is called Binjiang Road, where it has the most beautiful riverside waterscape in the city and all the high-end restaurants that are so expensive that they are staggering.

The third is Qingping Lane. Shanghai City was known as Linyao in ancient times, the Tang Dynasty built the city, when the prosperous city has already collapsed in the war. It is said that Qingping Lane is the only ancient street that has been preserved since then, with a history of nearly 1,400 years, and the older generation of Shanghai people often sigh that there are Shanghai roots buried there. Today, Shanghai has become the economic center of the country, with modern skyscrapers rising and falling, competing for beauty, Qingping Lane is still like a secluded master, with a few rows of gray walls of the courtyard, entrenched in the center of the city with extremely high land prices. Most of the shops here are mainly engaged in arts and crafts, porcelain, jade, wood, gold and silverware, etc., especially the old goods, which is commonly known as the antique street. Of course, there are also a few other industries scattered together, such as teahouses, for example, pawnshops.

Qingping Lane is a north-south street, which intersects with three small alleys in the middle, forming a pattern in the shape of "Feng". The road was about five or six meters wide, and was paved side by side with three long flat blue-black stones, which were just enough to accommodate two horse-drawn carriages in parallel.

The last touch of water vapor in the rainstorm has not yet dissipated among the high acacia and green willows, and the humidity in the air is stained with the green stones that pave the road, bringing out a shiny trace. The eaves of Mowa Zhu are reflected in the verdant branches and leaves, tranquil and long-lasting, precipitating thousands of years of time, and becoming a vein of romance by itself.

At this time, only half of the shops in Qingping Lane are open, but many stall owners are hurriedly putting their covers on the ground, the crowd is bustling, and the market is thick, like the beginning of the lunch market, more like the prosperous silhouette of this place over the years. Xu Mu stood at the entrance of the alley, with a simple shop sign and cloth flag hanging above his head, as if he had stepped into a hundred years ago, and a strange trance suddenly appeared in his heart, as if he had stood here a long, long time ago.

In order of near and far, the address marked on the first item is No. 12 Qingping Lane, Sifang Teahouse. The box was sent from the vegetable and fruit network, and the recipient was called Princess Long-eared, and Xu Mu was slightly embarrassed when he caught a glimpse of the name. There are so many strange online names now, just call it a princess, is the long-eared princess a very cute name?

He laboriously pushed his electric tricycle, stumbling along the stone road, looking for the house number under the old eaves, and looking around at the buildings that looked more like teahouses.

The long-eared princess herself is a beautiful girl, not tall, wearing a white knee-length skirt, her eyes are dark, her eyelashes are long, but her eye circles are a little red, I don't know if she just cried.

"Hello, this is your courier, trouble to sign. Thinking of Brother Zhong's advice, Xu Mu added a hundred points of moderation index in his attitude and tone. The girl was unexpectedly more polite than him, and timidly glanced at the window on the second floor of the teahouse, "I'm sorry, can you help me get to the second floor?" ”

The courier brother was kind and good in the spirit of chivalry, and waited until he walked out of the door with the receipt of the "long-eared princess", only to realize that he was afraid of heights, afraid of the second floor of his own store?

Xu Mu rushed to Hanhaitang on the 37th with full doubts, and the snacks for the second item were ordered there. Hanhaitang is a jade shop, and there are hundreds of bracelets in the heinous horse racing cabinet, and in Xu Mu's eyes, each one is exactly the same.

The shopkeeper is an otaku with extremely heavy dark circles, and when Xu Mu went, he was angrily scolding his teammates who were going down to the dungeon together with the headset. Xu Mu stood quietly in front of the counter for ten minutes before he took off the headset. The otaku was dissatisfied and pushed aside the signature pen handed over by Xu Mu, claiming to inspect the goods first, and then, he calmly picked up the box and put it next to his nose, and began to smell along the side!

The otaku squinted his eyes, held the box upside down, sniffed it upside down twice, and then stopped.

The first time he saw such an unusual way of inspecting goods, Xu Mu didn't control his good expression, and almost laughed, and got a sharp white eye from the otaku, "You should be glad that your taste is still good." ”

After leaving the jade shop for more than ten meters, Xu Mu finally couldn't help but raise his arm and smell it, what is the smell? What is the smell? He doesn't have the habit of spraying perfume, could it be the shower gel he used last night?

The third piece of goods was sent to the Moyi Pavilion of No. 42, this shop deals in calligraphy and painting, there are twenty or thirty hanging scrolls hanging on the four walls, the most eye-catching is a pair of couplets with a very large size in the middle, [green mountains do not ink thousand autumn paintings, clear water without strings and ten thousand guqin], the font pen and ink are full of wind and bones elegant, and the viewer can feel the pleasure of the eternal pen walking the dragon and snake.

On the narrow shelves against the wall on both sides, there are various scattered related objects such as ink ingots, inkstones, pen mountains, paperweights, tablets, etc., and you can faintly smell the smell of paper and ink when you stand at the door.

The package is clearly written in the mailing column, but the weight is extremely heavy, Xu Mu is extremely difficult to hold with both hands, and if he shakes, he can hear a sound similar to metal pieces hitting each other, and he can't help but suspect that there is a piece of armor stuffed inside. When he put it at the door out of breath, the shopkeeper with beautiful eyebrows and eyes who was as thin as a paper man carried things into the door with one hand, as if there was only a silk pillow inside, which made Xu Mu feel devastated.

The Ruyi Fang at No. 74 is the most exaggerated, the carved doors and windows are closed, and the door is not opened at all. Xu Mu knocked for a long time, and the last one who answered the door was a snow-white Samoyed. The half-closed eyes and impatient dog with impatient eyes estimated that his blood was not pure, not only had a pointed snout, but also his body was nearly a third larger than that of an ordinary Samoyed, and he was blocked at the door like a lion cub. It opened its mouth to take the package from Xu Mu's hand and turned around to leave, and did not forget to kick the door with its hind legs, and the whole set of actions was smooth and skillful. Finally, a piece of paper flew out of the crack in the window and fell to the ground flutteringly, Xu Mu looked down and saw that it was the stub link he wanted to bring back.

Damn, this dog's IQ realnb!

Xu Mu, whose world view was refreshed, was stunned for three seconds before switching back from IPG mode to GIF mode. He was stunned and picked up the piece of paper with the dog's paw print, and knocked on the door for a long time without success, so he had to mark the four small words "White Dog Sign" in the corner of the stub. Now he begins to believe that the jokes of "doorknob signing" and "footpad signing" on the Internet are indeed true, and those courier brothers who are traveling with him are also desperate and forced to have no choice, right?

In short, the customers on this street are divided into categories, and the painting style is strange, the only thing that makes Xu Mu happy is that it is not as difficult as he imagined, at least, he has now delivered all the packages today safely and soundly. Leaving the little bit wrong in his heart behind, Xu Mu calculated today's income with the joy of calling it a day, and walked back happily.

At this time, a long stall has appeared one after another in the middle of the stone road, with yellow, black and blue and other colors covered on the blue striped stone, placed a variety of objects, the sunflower mouth of the bean blue light plate, the broken semi-convex carved stone Buddha statue, the black bronze mirror, the southern red agate beads, the mottled jade with stone bite marks, each of which seems to have a bit of origin, as for the authenticity, it all depends on the buyer's eyesight.

There are a lot of spectators around the stalls, in groups of three or two, making the stone road, which is already occupied by one-third of the stalls, more and more crowded. He had never been to such a place, not counting the pile of tattered pieces that were said to have been left behind by the Taoist patriarch, the oldest object in their house was a pale green single-door refrigerator, which was one in twenty years old, and now it has long been unable to work, and can only be used as a cupboard.

"How much?" someone squatted in front of the porcelain stall holding a small bowl with a monochrome glaze and asked the stall owner for the price.

The stall owner was an old man with gray hair, playing with two smooth-polished copper coins in his hand, and lazily raised the corners of his eyes, "Twenty thousand." ”

20,000 yuan! Xu Mu, who was passing by, was startled, and couldn't help but come over curiously with a tricycle and take a few more looks. The small bowl that the man was holding had a slightly rough mouth, about five or six centimeters in diameter, and it was a tea bowl in size, and there was a deglazed one yuan coin on the outer wall, revealing the earthy yellow porcelain fetus inside. Is such a thing on a stall worth 20,000 yuan?

The buyer originally wanted to speak, but suddenly saw the four knife coins pressed at the four corners of the cover, hesitated for a long time with the tea bowl, and finally carefully put it back in its place. Four-sided knives, no two prices, this is the rule of Qingping Lane.

Xu Mu's eyes also followed the tea bowl to fall on the blue cover, and he was immediately attracted by another thing placed on the side of the cover. It was a goose-yellow rectangular porcelain pillow, the glaze was warm, the sides were decorated with twisted tire patterns, the smooth pillow was slightly concave downward, and a strange portrait was drawn with simple brushstrokes in the middle. I saw that the upper half of the man's body was □□, no different from ordinary people, but the lower half of his body was a lively fishtail.

"Mermaid?" Xu Mu blurted out as he glared at the porcelain pillow.

"Stupid!" someone said disdainfully. The voice was like a cold mist wrapped around the top of a snow-capped mountain, cold, but ethereal, lingering in Xu Mu's ears from far and near.

Xu Mu looked around in astonishment, who was talking?