Yue Guanchao they walk under the root of the city wall, the whole ghost market is bounded by Changle Gate, spread out towards the north and south city walls, form a bustling and lively market at the root of the left and right walls, and even, some stalls can be squeezed into the back streets and lanes, and you can see temporary stalls everywhere, pay attention to a small cart, shelves, and only spread out a piece of oilcloth if you don't pay attention to it, and put a pile of needles and threads, comb grate necklaces to the ground, and shout and shout at the throat.

From a distance, there are dim butter lamps under the walls and in the alleys, and the people are tightly wrapped, leaving only smooth and shrewd eyes, looking at the hurried pedestrians wantonly.

"We've been shopping for an hour, are those thieves really going to come here to sell dirt?" Yue Erpao was wrapped in a scarf and whimpered as he walked, carrying the fruit peel cake he bought in the ghost market in his hand.

"If you don't do a few more laps, maybe you haven't come out yet, this guy is so smart, he must know the rules of dirt not staying overnight."

After all, the thief stole his things, Xu Xiake couldn't wait to look at the six roads and listen to all directions, staring directly at the passers-by, every thing they had ever gotten their hands on, they had to look at it before they gave up, so that their progress in finding things became extremely slow, and an hour passed, and even half of the ghost market was not finished.

"If it goes on like this, if you find the ghost market to collect the stall, you may not be able to find it all, anyway, we are planning to ask for these dozens of oceans."

Yue Guanchao dragged the bag of peel cakes, took a few and stuffed them into his mouth, he didn't even have time to eat dinner in the evening, and walked for another hour.

"O heaven, O earth, is it true that my year's travels are destined to return in vain?"

Xu Xiake was not convinced, but he was helpless, this thing entered the ghost market at all, just like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was destined to be heard from again.

"Daochang Xu, it seems that Sanqing also intends to test you, and if you want to travel again, you just accept your fate."

Xu Xiake turned around and said angrily: "What do you mean for me to accept my fate, the fifty oceans of the two of you are also in it, how much is my Guan Disc worth." ”

"My fifty oceans are nothing, after all, I have a lot of oceans in my pocket."

Yue Guanchao smiled evilly and touched his chest, the silver promissory note sewn into his heart pocket is a treasure, even if it is a bath, he has to carry it, and because of this, he can avoid a disaster, otherwise this little thief will really be squeezed out.

"What about you, your dozen oceans are a family background, you won't have so much money in the silver number!"

Xu Xiake said this with a bad stomach, wanting to separate the two brothers, after swallowing the pastry in Yue Ercang's mouth, he looked at his brother proudly: "My brother said, this time it was because of his mistake that my inventory was gone, and he will take care of my food and clothing in the future." ”

"You two, if you don't see the coffin and don't cry, if you can't find the dish, don't ......live in peace along the way."

He was about to open his mouth to threaten the two of them to continue looking for something, when the pedestrians around him suddenly shouted.

"Let's go, there is a big mallet in front, the best silver and bronze mirror is only three coppers, and the iron sword of Nabin, the craftsmanship of the Tang Dynasty is worth hundreds of oceans, and if you pick it up, you can earn it, walk around, it's easy to meet a big fool, but let me pick up the treasure."

Xu Xiake and Song Siyuan heard these words clearly, and her eyes lit up: "Brother Xu, it's like what you said." ”

"Song Qianjin, that's not the like, that's my thing, these are all antiquities of the Tang Dynasty, dare to sell them to me cheaply, Uncle Day, I'll give it to you endlessly."

Xu Xiake ran over with the pedestrians, and the three of them also followed behind, turning around and coming to the alley, where there were obviously a lot of buyers gathered in front of an oil lamp.

Pinching yards is a black slang in the ghost market, which means to negotiate the price.

The ghost market seller and the buyer kill money and bargain, not on the bright side, but put their hands into the sleeve, break their fingers in it to give the price, and wait for all the spectators of the treasure in the picture to finish pinching, and the seller is willing to say how much it is.

This way of bargaining is to keep mysterious, in fact, it is also a protection for successful transactions, once the antiquities are seen by many people, there is a single high price not to buy, shout no matter how high it is useless, most of the sleeves to talk about the price do not know the increase of others, but where the price can be given, they can afford it, let the seller choose the one with the highest price, all happy!

Xu Xiake stood outside the crowd, and at a glance he could see that it was the biggest baby in the day, at this time his face was plastered with ash at the bottom of the pot, like a black bear spirit, black cotton jacket, sheepskin hat, flower turban, no one knew which king he was.

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the surrounding visitors and walked in, these people were all here to exchange treasures, they all thought they were here to rob the treasure, and there was nothing polite in the tone.