Thrift market.

Xie Donghao's mobile phone was indeed stolen and showed up at a nearby thrift market the next day.

A little monkey-tipped, sneaky, in an overcoat, wandering around the market with a stolen cell phone in his arms, peddling around.

When he saw someone coming, he secretly uncovered his clothes and pointed to his mobile phone, "Genuine and good." It's cheap, friend, why don't you take a look? ”

At this time, Xie Dongfeng didn't plan to recall the memories of the past. Many things, if deliberately and intentionally, often backfire, and she needs to calm down......

This thrift market sells everything.

Jade, coins, stamps, copper coins, Buddha statues, antiques, picture albums, old books......

A thin man has been standing at an antique stall for a long time, looking through some old paintings that look old.

Ladies' drawings, landscape paintings, landscape paintings, fish and insect paintings, white drawings, fine brushwork, watercolors, and freehand.

"Boss, I want this painting, how much does it cost?"

The thin man took a fancy to a picture of a lady, in which a woman held a picture album in her hand, walked slowly towards the mist-shrouded mountains, and at the end of the mountains was a palace.

This is a typical Chinese painting. The age seems to be relatively old, but there is no signature, and the author is unknown, so it is not favored by people, and few people still care about it.

"Seeing that you are so sincere, this painting is cheaper for you, 800 yuan, little brother, how about it?"

The stall owner did not ask for a high price this time, presumably because the painting is not outstanding, I don't know the origin, I don't know the age, this kind of work with only paintings and no books often has a high market value.

The thin man seemed to be a little hesitant, and after looking at it for a while, he was ready to put it down.

The stall owner immediately said: "If you really want it, take 500 yuan away, and if it is lower, I will lose my capital." It's something collected in the countryside, and it can't be faked."

The thin man thought for a moment, nodded, agreed, and after paying, rolled up the scroll, turned around and walked out of the market.

Seeing someone coming, the little man with the tip of the monkey immediately leaned over, looked around, and immediately took out his mobile phone to peddle: "Boss, the mobile phone is cheap, and the licensed goods are genuine."

The thin man shook his head and waved his hand, ready to leave.

Seeing that he didn't refuse directly, the little man felt that he had to fight for it, so he followed behind him and said: "Big brother, this mobile phone is very expensive to be honest, you just give 500 yuan, and it will definitely not lose you."

The thin man shook his head and continued walking.

"You can give 300. Okay, big brother, even if I beg you. ”

The little man who can't sell anything is a little anxious, it's been two hours, and he's hungry.

The thin man shook his head and continued walking.

"Big brother, 200! Okay? "The little man is about to despair.

The thin man still shook his head, waved his hand, and continued to walk out.

"Big brother! There are also beautiful photos inside! ”

In a hurry, the little man wanted to keep the customer, and popped up this sentence.

This trick actually worked?

"You, what did you say? ......" The thin man stopped.

From the screen of the mobile phone handed over, the photo of the innocent girl caught the eyes of the thin man, and his expression was a little surprised for a moment, and he immediately took the mobile phone and looked at it again.

"So like!" The thin man muttered to himself.

"Big brother! Money ......"

The little man is a little anxious, he doesn't give money, and he still looks like this, and he is hungry.

The thin man glanced at him, took out 200 yuan and handed it over, "Stolen mobile phone?!" ”

"No, no, no, pick up, pick up!" The little man who got the money disappeared after saying that.

The thin man shook his head and continued walking.

There were a lot of cars at the door, and the thin man blocked a taxi and drove towards a hotel.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the hotel, someone greeted me, "Yu Dacai, you are finally here, come in, a room of people is waiting for you." ”

It turned out that this thin man was Comrade Yu Daqian, who had been lost for a long time, and he was thinner than the original, and even the author didn't know him anymore......