After eating the buns in his hand, Silly Zhu rode a bicycle and took He Xiao straight to Xiao City, the east gate of the Temple of Heaven, in the south.

This will be the time to go to work, the road is full of blue and black troops, some on bicycles and some on foot, He Xiao looked at it strangely.

Along the way, Silly Zhu kept talking to him, introducing him to the history around him.

He Xiao listened while twisting his ass from time to time.

Silly Pillar's bike is old-fashioned, with a girder in front and an iron seat in the back, and he sits a little awkwardly and uncomfortable.

He wondered if he should buy one himself.

Now a bicycle costs more than 100 yuan, and he still has a foreign exchange voucher in Hong Kong dollars, so he goes to the friendship store to buy it, and he doesn't even need a bicycle ticket.

But he couldn't stay in the capital for long, and it was a bit of a waste to really buy it.

……

The Temple of Heaven was not far away, and before He Xiao could decide to come down, he arrived at the place.

"Son, this is Tangen Xiao City."

As soon as the stupid pillar braked the bicycle, He Xiao propped up his hands, arched his buttocks back, and jumped down directly.

Looking at the stalls in the distance, he was still a little surprised.

It's half past six now, and he thought that the market should be almost gone, but he didn't expect it to be lively.

He was very happy, and he was about to go over, when he saw the stupid pillar on the side chaining the bicycle, so he stopped and waited for a while.

When the stupid pillar locked the car, he greeted him and walked to the market.

"He Xiao, if you want to buy anything, just say it, I'll pay you."

Silly Zhu patted his chest very atmosphericly, when he left in the morning, he put the salary he had just paid into his pocket, and now is the time to be hard.

"No, you can keep it for yourself, I'll just go shopping, not necessarily buy something." He Xiao said casually.

It's not that He Xiao looks down on the stupid pillar, there is Qin Huairu's family, and he has a few steel jumps in his pocket at most.

Walking closer, He Xiao took a look, and the uncle and aunt who slipped away were all selling vegetables in front of the stall.

This...... What about antiques?

He turned his head and looked at the stupid pillar suspiciously, this unreliable lord didn't bring himself to the vegetable market, right?

He said that why are there so many people in this market, and the co-authors are all buying and selling vegetables.

"Ahem, it should be inside, inside, let's go inside."

Silly Zhu was dumbfounded at first glance, no, the stick terrier said that it was sold at this stall, did he come to the wrong place?

In front of his son, he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly walked a few steps quickly and led the way in front.

After walking more than ten meters inside, turning a corner, He Xiao's eyes lit up.

The stalls on both sides of the road are all old gadgets without vegetables.

There are furniture stalls with old tables and chairs, bookstalls with old newspapers and villain books, and there are also stalls selling old table clocks and snuff bottles.

Hey, Silly Zhu really didn't say nonsense, he really looked like he had visited Pan's home before.

It's just that something is missing.

Looking at the stalls on both sides, Silly Zhu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking back at his son, he asked angrily: "He Xiao, Dad didn't lie to you, just buy whatever you want, Dad just paid his salary, I'll pay you." ”

"No, I have money in my pocket."

He Xiao shook his head, not wanting to accept the stupid pillar anymore.

The stalls on both sides are large and small, the big ones are like small vendors, there are many things and miscellaneous things, and the small ones are just a few things, which look like they are used by the family themselves.

After strolling around for a while, He Xiao stopped in front of a used book stall.

Next to him, Silly Zhu followed his son closely, and when he saw him squatting in front of the booksstand, he also looked curiously.

"Oops, declare?"

Taking a stack of old newspapers from the front of the stall, He Xiao unfolded it and looked at it, quite surprised.

Declaration, that's the newspaper of the Republic of China, right? It's really unusual.

He looked at the date on it, "The thirty-eighth year of the Republic of China...... He Yingqinming entered Beijing to form a cabinet......"

Wow, it's an old newspaper.

After carefully reading the contents of the newspaper, in addition to the news, there are also advertisements, and he finds it quite interesting.

"Comrade, how did you sell this old newspaper?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with glasses, and when he heard this, he put down the book in his hand, looked up and said, "Two cents a piece." ”

"Two cents?"

He Xiao took a cursory look, there were a lot of old newspapers on the stall, in addition to the declaration and the Ta Kung Pao, most of them were newspapers from the Republic of China, and he estimated that there were seventy or eighty of them.

It costs more than ten dollars to buy it, but it is not expensive, these old newspapers are quite commemorative.

But before he could speak, the stupid pillar next to him sprayed first.

"Two cents a piece? No, you're robbing money? I hate these old newspapers, I don't like them, you really dare to ask for them. ”

Turning his head, Silly Zhu looked at his son, and seeing that he was a little moved, he hurriedly persuaded:

"Son, don't let him deceive, isn't it just an old newspaper, the three masters in the front yard, there is this thing, I'll get it for you when I go back."

He Xiao: "......"

The stall owner lifted his glasses, glanced at the stupid pillar, and then continued to look at the book in his hand.

Nothing else, too lazy to take care of it.

"Ahem, comrade, do you think this is okay, I will pay ten yuan, and I won't pick it, I'll pack all this stack and take it away."

"Pack it all and take it away......"

The stall owner thought about it for a while, and it saved a lot of trouble if he could sell it all at once.

"That'...... Okay, I'll sell it. ”

"Little comrade, these are all newspapers of the Republic of China, it is not easy to stay until now, don't really paste the wall if you buy it back."

He Xiaoyile hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, you don't have to worry." ”

Looking at this stack of old newspapers of the Republic of China, he had a feeling of picking up a leak, and took out a large unity from his pocket, and handed it over directly.

"Son, it's not worth it, it's really not worth ten dollars."

The son was wronged, and the stupid pillar was so anxious that he couldn't do it, but He Xiao took care of his own transactions and ignored him at all.

"Alas!"

He Xiao held a stack of old newspapers in his arms, and happily continued to browse the market, followed with a sigh and a sigh behind him.

Walking to a table clock stall, He Xiao became interested again, he squatted down and took a look, feeling that this thing would be at least a few decades old.

But it's too big, it's hard to take, and there are a lot of smudges on the appearance.

"Little comrade, do you want a table clock? It's a good thing, my family's ancestral heirloom, only thirty ...... For a hundred dollars, I'll sell it to you. ”

The stall owner saw He Xiao's process of buying newspapers just now, and when he saw him coming to his stall, he immediately became excited.

Silly Zhu was immediately anxious after hearing this, this is not Xiangjiang, the price is not so expensive, his monthly salary is not a hundred, his son doesn't know the black-hearted stall owner, don't be a wronged boss again.

But before he could open his mouth, He Xiaoxian shook his head.

"It's a pity to sell the ancestral things, don't upset the ancestors, you might as well keep it for yourself."

The stall owner's face turned dark, and the stupid pillar was so happy, his son's mouth really followed himself.

Enough damage.

Seeing his son get up and continue to walk forward, he hurriedly followed, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard his son muttering something.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and vaguely heard his son say: "I am rich, but I am not stupid......"

"Poof."

Silly Zhu was so happy that he smacked it, and what he said was quite tasteful.