This is a Sony point-and-shoot camera, I have seen this camera in a Kyoto mall, and it costs more than 2,000 yuan.

I suddenly realized that the owner of the camera, the Hong Kong guy, saw the police coming, and stuffed the camera in my backpack in a panic.

Maybe he just wanted to hide it in my backpack for the time being, so that he could take it back when the police left.

But I didn't expect the police to stop him, so I took advantage of the chaos and slipped away in a car.

This is really a mistake, missing the east, and reaping the mulberry. I was cheated out of five hundred dollars, but another more than two thousand dollars of camera fell from the sky.

The words of the ancients are really good: If Seon loses his horse, how can he know the blessing and the curse?

Amitabha, merciful Lord, merciful Avalokiteshvara, thank you, thank you, thank you for saving me!

With this camera, I don't have to worry about running out of money, even if I sell it for a thousand yuan, I can get to Dragon City smoothly.

But where to sell this camera? Jiangcheng is also not familiar to me, the first time I have been to this strange city.

But I know that every city has a collection of old things, and there are two ways to sell cameras:

One is to collect used goods at the entrance of the electrical market, and the other is to rent cameras at scenic spots, selling second-hand cameras.

Although I am not familiar with the city, there are maps sold at the newsstand in the square, so you can find out if you buy a map of the city.

I walked up to the newsstand, it was a kind old lady, I was going to buy a map.

"Five." She held out a hand.

So expensive! But it can't be helped, everything by the station is expensive. Because she sells passers-by, she doesn't expect to be a repeat customer.

I reached out from my trouser pocket to pull out my purse, but I froze, both trouser pockets were empty, and my purse was gone!

The shorts pocket where the wallet was put behind the ass was cut a big hole, and the wallet was stolen!

I think of that little girl, it must be her, it must be her.

Because I opened my wallet and gave her the coins, and when I put the three Nicaraguan coins in them, she saw them.

She must have thought it was three hundred yuan yuan, and while she was sitting back to back under a tree with me, she cut my trouser pocket with a knife and stole my wallet.

In addition to the three foreign currencies, there are also fifteen yuan in the wallet, and the ID card and student ID are also in the wallet.

It didn't matter if it was foreign currency or fifteen dollars, but I couldn't move without my ID and student ID.

The only person who can prove my academic qualifications when I enter the factory is this student ID.

I looked at the square, the deaf and mute little girl begging, where was she still there?

I know: thieves get their hands on them, and they usually move the stolen goods quickly and leave the scene quickly.

Where has she gone?

I have to find her, and if I can't get my ID or student ID back, then I'm really dead.

The ghost woman's words are really right: there are little ghosts all the way!

I went crazy around the station square, looking for the girl, asking passers-by if they saw her.

Hurried pedestrians walk by indifferently, some shake their heads, and some ignore you at all.

In desperation, I went back to the newsstand and asked the old lady:

"Hello Auntie, my wallet was stolen, do you know that, there is a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old? It's a deaf and dumb man, just begging here. ”

"What did you lose?" She asked.

"There are nothing precious, but I must find my ID card and student ID card, and I can't go anywhere without my ID card."

"Her name is Xiaoya, don't say it's me! You go to the train station and look for it, maybe she's over there. ”

My aunt is a good person, and if the business is not successful, she is willing to guide me.

"How do I get to the train station?" I asked.

"You keep going forward, and you've walked two streets, and you'll be able to see it."

"Thank you, thank you!" I hurriedly thanked the kind aunt and hurried to the train station.

When I arrived at the train station, I looked at the hurried crowd, the little girl I was looking for in private, and kept asking passers-by.

But in the vast sea of people, where can I find her?

At this time, the sun was already in the west, and I sat helplessly by the flower platform.

I couldn't feel the warmth of the sun, a chill enveloped my whole body, and my body trembled involuntarily.

Suddenly I saw the little girl, who was standing at the door of the ticket hall, reaching out to beg for a passenger.

I hurriedly ran over, shouting as I ran: "Xiaoya, Xiaoya!"

She turned her head in surprise, perhaps wondering, here, how could someone call her name?

When she saw that it was me, she didn't run, but smiled at me.

At that moment, I felt that her smile was so beautiful, so bright, so bright.

Because she didn't run, not only did she not run, but she came towards me.

I hurriedly ran over, grabbed her shoulder, and asked anxiously, "Xiaoya Xiaoya, have you taken my wallet?"

I didn't say she stole it, but she took it, and although I was angry, I tried not to offend her.

She turned her head and looked around, pulled my backpack, pulled me into a corner, stared at those big eyes, and asked me curiously:

"How do you know my name is Xiaoya? Your name is Zhang Tianyang? ”

It turns out that she can speak, she is not deaf and dumb, pretend.

At the train station, you don't have to be surprised at all that the mute you meet will speak, the blind will give way, and the paralyzed will run away.

"Yes, my name is Zhang Tianyang, you give me my ID card and student ID, I'm in a hurry." I almost pleaded.

The name Zhang Tianyang, before meeting my master, never changed his name or surname!

Chinese pay no less attention to names than they pay attention to feng shui, and the degree of complexity is enough to open a "name science" course in universities.

Foreigners don't understand, like Jackie Chan, Niu Decao, if translated literally into English, there will be no such taste!

The least particular about names is probably the Yuan Dynasty, because the Han people were relegated to the lowest inferior people.

Zhu Yuanzhang's name is Zhu Chongba, his father Zhu Wusi, his great-grandfather Zhu Sijiu, Zhang Shicheng's name is Zhang Jiusi, and Chen Youliang is also called Chen Jiusi.

This is the original name of the rebellion "Big Three", like a number, the name was changed after the rebellion was successful, there are words and numbers, and there are nicknames, temple numbers, and it is so complicated that it is difficult to break sentences.

Zhu Yuanzhang temple number: Ming Taizu;

Nickname: Open Heaven and Walk Dao, Zhao Ji, Li Great Sage, Supreme God, Benevolence, Righteousness, Wu Junde, Success, High Emperor.

Reading it can suffocate you in one breath!

The little thief smiled mischievously and pointed to my backpack.

"I didn't take your wallet, look, is it in your backpack?"

Confused, I opened my backpack, and sure enough, my wallet and camera were lying next to each other.

She must have put it in when she was pulling on my backpack just now.

It's a joy to be lost and regained, and I can't pursue anything.

Anyway, I still want to thank her.

I said, "I still want to thank you!"

She winked mischievously and asked, "How thanks?" It's useless to just talk? Invite me to eat xiaolongbao! I guess you didn't eat either. ”

Geng Fuxing's xiaolongbao is really delicious, the duck blood vermicelli soup is also sour and refreshing, and the butter cake is fragrant and crispy.

Soon, my share entered the Five Organs Temple.

A total of sixteen yuan, the money is still paid by her, and the natural guest is also invited by her.

I looked at her embarrassedly: "Xiaoya, this bun and cake are really delicious, I thank you."

She finished eating it too, and then said to me, "Give me your tea eggs, it's really bad if you don't eat them again."

Thinking that she still wanted to eat tea eggs, he handed her the tea eggs in the bag.

Not much, maybe ten.

She carried the tea eggs and beckoned to a little beggar not far away: "Little five, little five, come and eat the tea eggs."

The little beggar named Xiao Wu sat on a scooter, slid over, took the tea egg in Xiao Ya's hand, and said immaturely, "Thank you, Sister Xiao Ya."

Xiaoya clapped her hands: "Let's go, I'll take you to see Jiangjing, anyway, now that you're full, there's nothing to do."

"Hmm," I followed Xiaoya for a long time, and finally came to the riverside.

I don't know what's nice to see by the river.