Chapter 415: Speculation
Song Yiyi squeezed to the front, and the people on both sides just gave way to the side, all the attention was on the jewelry, and no one looked up to see anyone.
Song Yiyi didn't get started, looking at the cloisonné bracelets and earrings of various patterns in her pocket.
Cloisonné, also known as copper tire cloisonné enamel, is a kind of enamel of various colors, attached to the copper tire or bronze tire, fired into a magnificent and colorful handicraft.
In his previous life, Song Yiyi once owned a pair of gold-fetal cloisonné enamel plum vases from the Qing Dynasty, which were once court treasures. The color is moist and bright, the fetal bone is thick and solid, the filament is neat and even, and the gilding is brilliant and bright.
The small jewelry in front of me cannot be compared with the pair of plum bottles.
But it appeared on the streets of seven or eight years after the end of the 10-year movement, when the state was still providing for residents. Brightly colored, small and exquisite, antique, just these characteristics, enough to attract people's attention!
Song Yiyi was not like the person next to her, she was dazzled, hesitating to hold several things in her hands, comparing them there, and couldn't make up her mind.
She used her spiritual power to directly pick out three bracelets, a sky blue peach blossom pattern bracelet, a royal blue plum blossom pattern bracelet, and an emerald blue begonia pattern bracelet.
These three bracelets are almost a big one, the glaze color is more uniform than the others, and there is no obvious sand hole.
The person who sells small jewelry noticed her as soon as Song Yiyi came over.
Seeing that this girl had picked it out so quickly, and it was also the best three bracelets in his batch of goods, he secretly guessed that this girl's ancestor would not be a big family, right?
"A bracelet is a dollar, you give three dollars!"
"But let's talk about it first, these things of mine are all processed products in the factory, and there are more or less some problems. Don't come there, find out the problem, regret it. ”
Song Yiyi didn't bargain either, although there were some flaws in this traditional handicraft, but she thought it was worth the price, so she paid directly and paid three yuan.
The person who sells small jewelry takes advantage of the opportunity of Song Yiyi putting the three bracelets in the backpack to sell: "Don't look at the earrings, they are cheap, only a dime a pair." ”
A little daughter-in-law next to her also picked out a bracelet, but she didn't pay, stood there, and talked about the price: "You just said, this bracelet is not a qualified product, and the dollar is too expensive, eight cents!"
The person who bought the small jewelry said with a bitter face: "If it weren't for a little problem, could it be so cheap!"
"I bought these things from the factory, and I have the capital, you can't let me lose money. ”
Song Yiyi withdrew from this circle of people.
She felt that even if it was still a planned economy, the common people would still bargain without a teacher because of the virtue of frugality.
The bracelet in the little daughter-in-law's hand just now is really worth eight cents compared to the quality of the bracelet she bought.
Song Yiyi was just about to leave, and a somewhat shrill voice suddenly sounded in the circle of people: "Isn't this Song Yiyi, you don't stay in school honestly, wandering around!"
"I'm not afraid that I won't be able to find my way back, the teachers in the school must not be affected to find someone overnight!"
"Also, when I arrived in the capital, I was blinded. Do you know this?" the girl raised the bracelet in her hand: "This is called cloisonné, and you can only see it in the capital!"
"I haven't seen it, Tubaozi!"
Song Yiyi watched quietly, Niu Xiaoli with a disdainful face, until the more she spoke, the quieter her voice became.
The people around all looked at the girl who was talking proudly with her chin raised.
Then, following the girl's gaze, she looked at Song Yiyi again.
Originally, some people were thinking that the person who was said might not have seen the world.
However, when they saw Song Yiyi, Qi Qi was stunned.
Among them, an old lady who was pulled by her granddaughter and picked out jewelry together exclaimed: "Where is this soil bun! The style of this body is comparable to that of the county lord of the year!"
Her granddaughter came to her senses and her eyes widened: "Are you a flag man?"
Song Yiyi looked at the girl, although there were a few light-colored freckles on her face, it did not affect her cuteness: "No, I am Han." ”
Her granddaughter tilted her head: "But my grandmother, say that you have a noble temperament! My grandmother has seen the real Qing Dynasty county lord, and she said that if you can compare, then you must be able to compare." ”
Song Yiyi smiled at her grandmother, and then walked in the direction of the school.
The granddaughter leaned back to her grandmother's side: "It's beautiful!
Her grandmother tapped her face with her hand: "Xiaowen, your fever has subsided today, and you have to go to school tomorrow!"
Niu Xiaoli looked at it, the old and the young, who thought Song Yiyi was good, snorted disdainfully, threw the bracelet in his hand into the handbag, turned around and left.
The person who sold small jewelry, this distressed, said dissatisfiedly: "You person, forget it if you don't buy it." What if you throw it away, what if you break something!"
Niu Xiaoli turned back suddenly: "You speculative trick, believe it or not, I'll find someone and arrest you!"
The person who sells small jewelry is dumb for a while. He did secretly sell things to make money, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the alley.
Niu Xiaoli saw that the other party was silent, and immediately raised her chin, turned around and left.
Zhuang Moxiang knew that Song Yiyi could deal with this kind of person, and he would not agree to him openly helping her in public. So, just stand not far away and keep watching.
When Song Yiyi left calmly, he couldn't keep up, so he had to watch Song Yiyi cross the road and finally enter the gate of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
However, Zhuang Moxiang hated Niu Xiaoli completely. Doesn't this girl understand the truth that if you don't do it, you won't die!
Song Yiyi's mood was not affected in the slightest. She walked back to the dormitory with light steps, and saw that only Feng Dexuan was there.
Feng Dexuan saw that Song Yiyi was back, so she said pitifully: "You are finally back, but I am bored!"
Song Yiyi blinked, could it be that boredom could normalize this person with little expression: "What's the matter, look at you so wronged?"
Feng Dexuan simply came down from the top bunk: "Today, all day long, these people will discuss what club, what club! You didn't see it, no one was there, they went to the dance club, piano club, oh, and Yijing club that they were interested in, and visited!"
Song Yiyi prepared the textbooks for tomorrow's class: "Then why didn't you go?"
Feng Dexuan twisted his eyebrows: "I asked, is there a martial arts club, no!"
Song Yiyi snorted and laughed: "Our school, it's normal if you don't have it, it is estimated that the Sports Academy can have a martial arts club." ”
Song Yiyi looked at her listless appearance and beckoned: "I'm on the way, I bought a few bracelets, do you want to take a look?"