Begonia trees, green shade scattered on the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info bluestone slab, light can be appreciated. The well water is murmuring and the breeze is blowing. It must have been very comfortable to live here, and the girl was instantly attracted by the quiet and elegant courtyard.

"I'm not afraid of the sun, I'll rent the Westhouse!" The girl was so bold that she booked it without even asking the price.

This courtyard has been unattended for a month, and I didn't expect it to be full today.

"Is my brother a guest?do you want to pour tea?" the baby walked out after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and was facing the girl who was looking at the house.

The baby's refreshing and lovely appearance is eye-catching. The girl's eyes flashed with excitement, she stepped forward to take her hand and said, "Little sister, are you also a tenant? My name is Liu Shuaichen, from Jiangnan Military Academy!"

Being so intimate, the baby's little face turned a little red, and he lowered his head and said softly: "I, I'm not a tenant, this is my brother's house, I, I haven't gone to college yet, oh, my name is Long Xiyue." ”

"You will be my landlord in the future, you must take care of it!" Liu Shuaichen liked it more and more, and leaned into the baby's ear and whispered: "Your brother is stupid, but I didn't expect to have a sister with such a symbol." ”

The baby looked up at her shyly, and muttered in a low voice: "My brother is actually not stupid!"

Liu Shuaichen turned around and shook hands with Long Leiyan generously: "I introduced myself just now, what is Mr. Long's name?"

"Long Lei Yan, you can just call me Lei Gong!"

Liu Shuaichen took out a stack of banknotes from his trouser pocket proudly, slapped it in Long Leiyan's hand, and said: "This is a deposit, I will move in tomorrow, please trouble Mr. Long to clean up the room! Please take care of it in the future!"

A bold beautiful man, Long Dashao also has a good impression of her, and hurriedly nodded and said: "The room will be cleaned up immediately, you can rest assured that you will live here with me, it is absolutely safe." ”

Today, Saturday, the crowd on T-shaped street was more bustling than usual, Long Leiyan sent Liu Shuaichen away, first reissued the card, bought a second-hand mobile phone in the thrift store, and went to the butcher's hospital with antiques.

The smell of disinfectant water in the medical hall was still choking, there was no one in front, and the butcher's voice came from behind the curtain: "Is your lower abdomen swollen?

"Doctor, I'm a man, what's the menstrual matter?"

With a bang, the curtain was opened, and the butcher came out angrily, muttering in his mouth: "If the man doesn't say it earlier, it will cause me to work blindly, hemorrhoids suppositories three times a day, and dragon blood exhaustion tablets are taken as prescribed!"

The handsome man paid the consultation fee and left angrily.

The butcher looked at the person in the infirmary, leaned forward, and saw that it was Long Leiyan, and hurriedly greeted: "I'm sorry, Master Long is here, I forgot to bring invisibility today, it's an old joke!"

Long Leiyan couldn't laugh anymore, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Call Scar San to come over, let's discuss something!"

The doors and windows of the infirmary were closed, and the three of them sat at the table, their plastic pockets opened, and Scar Three and the butcher stepped forward, their heads touching each other, and there was a bang.

Scarthree rubbed his head and asked, "Master Long, this is what you call an antique, why do I look like a night pot?"

Long Leiyan lowered his voice, pretending to be mysterious and said: "The third master has a good eye, this is a night pot, the full name is the pastel dragon royal potty, which was used by Qianlong back then!"

"This ......" scar is reckless, he has never seen anything royal before, let alone distinguishes between the real and the fake, and his speech is a little branchy.

The butcher interjected and said, "This can't be fake, I can smell the smell of urine alkali, it's definitely a night pot!"

Scarthree glared at him fiercely.

Long Leiyan laughed: "You two don't believe me?"

Scar San hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't believe in Master Long, we haven't done this kind of business, and we don't know the bottom of our hearts!"

Long Leiyan stood up, pressed his hand on the shoulders of the two of them, and said with a solemn and serious expression: "You just do what I say, there is no benefit in turning back, even if this pot is fake, you have no loss, at most you run in vain." ”

After saying this, Long Leiyan walked out of the medical hall and strolled to the top of the city on the edge of the Houhe River to visit the black market to see if he could find a suitable dagger and a short knife or something.

Just now, Scar San introduced a friend, Hao Xueqiang, a dealer who specializes in recycling finished medicines, and this guy is in the black market at the top of the city. Long Leiyan decided not to go to him first, and tried his luck by going shopping first.

As soon as we arrived at the edge of the river, there was a cry from the side of the reeds: "Boss, boss is here!"

Needless to say, this voice is a rat them, today Saturday, this group of half-grown children have scattered ducks and come out to play crazy.

Mouse, Fat Dun, Xiao Qi, there are a lot of them, all present. As soon as they heard that the boss was going to the black market, they all volunteered to escort him.

Long Leiyan couldn't stand the entanglement, so he had no choice but to take this group of little ancestors with him.

The mottled city bricks, with traces of time. The tall gatehouse shows the glory of the past. The weeds growing in the cracks of the walls tell distant stories. This section of the ancient city wall at the top of the city, after a long time of destruction, is still standing, and the wind blows through the doorway as if singing an ancient song.

Along the wide road, the group climbed to the top of the city, looked out through the pheasant moat, and could see the traffic on the riverside road. Looking at the female wall, there are rows of low-rise houses in the T-shaped street.

A wall seems to be the boundary between two worlds, and the two sides are clearly separated and do not disturb each other.

On the top of the city, from the beginning of the morning to the fall of night, there is a surge of people. The morning flower, bird, fish and insect market is a paradise for the elderly. The black market in the afternoon is a battlefield for young people.

Along both sides of the city wall, which is less than 500 meters away from the Pheasant Girl Wall, there are two stalls with all kinds of things.

Old goods, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and more are some shady things. All kinds of red men and green women come and go, inquire and talk, and it is very lively.

Rats, they are not interested in these things, but Long Lei Yan, who was influenced by his adoptive father when he was a child, still studied a little bit of miscellaneous things, and when he saw something he liked, he would get together and play with it.

In addition to buying daggers, Long Leiyan also has an idea, today he is going to Qiao Nianqiang's house, there are almost no things he can get his hands on, and Old Man Qiao also likes these gadgets, so it is better to buy one or two as gifts.

was strolling, and suddenly Xiao Qi shouted: "Boss, boss, you see that there is a good hand twist here." ”

Hand-twisted gourds have quietly emerged in recent years, and are popular among people of all ages due to their cheap price and auspicious meaning.

The gourd is mature in October every year, and it is generally listed in November, and the gourd at this moment must be last year's old gourd, which can be left to sell until now, either because people pick up the rest of the goods, or because the boutique seller is reluctant to sell.

Long Leiyan followed the sound, and the stall was an old man in his seventies with snow-white hair, and a Jiangcheng Daily was simply spread on the ground, and a few old gourds were put on the newspaper.