Although Fu Zhaozhao wanted to ruthlessly refuse the other party's request, but seeing that he looked like he was about to leave the world, he finally sighed and agreed.

Fu Zhaozhao: "You can first take me to the place where the masks were sold." ”

Qi Guanshan nodded again and again: "Okay, small problem." ”

Xiaobao asked, "Where did you buy it?" It's interesting, I want to buy two too. ”

"Ghost City!"

In fact, it is a ghost market, but it is not really a ghost, but it refers to the vendors who gather to set up stalls to sell antiques between 3 and 4 o'clock in the morning.

The things bought in the ghost market, whether they are real or fake, are all based on personal eyesight.

Qi Guanshan's eyesight is not bad, and he has bought it several times, and it is the real thing.

He took Fu Zhaozhao and Xiaobao through the ghost market vendors, and explained the rules here to them from time to time while walking.

"Even if you see something bad to say here, don't say it, just know it in your heart, if you say it, this ghost market won't do your business next time."

Xiaobao: "There are still such rules?!" ”

Qi Guanshan snorted, his voice a little proud.

"I also found out after buying here several times."

During the conversation, the three of them came to an empty stall, and the vendor who had set up the stall before was gone, leaving an empty stall alone.

Seeing this, Qi Guanshan hurriedly asked the vendor next to him: "Big brother, what about the people who sold things here before?" ”

The vendor next to him glanced at him and saw that he was familiar, so he said: "You mean Lao Li, he hasn't been in this business for several days, I don't know if he has made enough money to stop doing this business." ”

Saying that, the vendor himself smiled, after all, where is the money too much.

When Qi Guanshan heard this, he was anxious: "Does the eldest brother know where Lao Li lives?" We're in a hurry! ”

Vendor: "Don't be kidding, we can't ask these questions in this business, I won't bother with you this time when I see you familiar, and don't ask people next time." ”

After saying that, the vendor ignored the people and set up the things on his stall.

Qi Guanshan was about to say something, but Xiaobao pulled his sleeve and told him to stop talking.

The three of them left the stall and tried to see Lao Li, who had bought masks before, in other stalls, but unfortunately the other party did not come out to set up a stall as the previous vendor said, and I don't know if he really quit this business.

Qi Guanshan sighed again and again, obviously he didn't expect this result himself.

"I knew I shouldn't have bought this mask in the first place." He sighed.

Fu Zhaozhao: "If you can't find it, the other party may not know the origin of this mask." Then she changed her words: "By the way, do you know how to set up a stall in the ghost market?" ”

"What are you going to sell in the ghost market?" Xiaobao hurriedly asked.

Qi Guanshan seemed to think of something, with a little complexity in his eyes, and asked, "You don't want to sell this, do you?" ”

Fu Zhaozhao nodded: "Since you can't find anyone, then find someone who understands this mask." ”

The other two agreed, and then couldn't help but sigh.

Qi Guanshan: "The masks are all broken, you can't put a human leather mask there." ”

"Of course not, but we can make one."

"Huh?"

The next day, after paying the booth fee, Fu Zhaozhao and Qi Guanshan came to the stall where masks were sold before.

When the vendor next to him saw them coming, he thought he was going to continue to ask Lao Li about it, but just when he wanted them to die, he saw the two of them sitting behind the stall, obviously looking like a stall.

The vendor's mouth couldn't help but open wide in surprise, "What are you selling?" ”

Fu Zhaozhao took out his mask from his pocket and slapped it on the table without pity.

"Sell this."

"Only sell this?!"

"Yes."

Probably thinking that there must be something wrong with them, the vendor muttered a few words and ignored them.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost market is coming to an end.

The vendors next door have sold several things that are difficult to say, and Fu Zhaozhao has not opened a single order here, to be precise, the people passing by just glanced at it and left directly, obviously not interested.

Just when Qi Guanshan felt that they were going to return in vain today, an old man suddenly stood in front of the stall.

The other party stood fixedly in front of the stall, helped his reading glasses, and squinted his eyes and looked up and down.

After a while, he said quietly: "This mask you sell, it's not easy to say." ”

Fu Zhaozhao asked, "Mr. understands this?" ”

The old man touched the few remaining stubbles, turned his head sideways and said, "It's not enough to understand, but compared to you, I still understand a little better." ”

Hearing him say this, Qi Guanshan hurriedly moved a small bench to the other party, "Mr. elaborates." ”

Seeing that Qi Guanshan was so good, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and then pointed to the mask and said: "Although you are not very easy to say, but the details are still very good. ”

Fu Zhaozhao pointed to the edge of the mask and asked, "Does Sir mean these places?" ”

The old man snorted, "That's right, it's always not good to be too complete, and you shouldn't know where this thing came from. ”

Qi Guanshan answered: "We know part of it, but it's not very clear if it's more specific. ”

Fu Zhaozhao also cooperated on the side and poured a cup of tea for the old man and let the other party speak slowly.

The old man took a sip of hot tea, sighed, and then slowly talked about the origin of the mask.

"Look at this pattern, if nothing else, it should be a custom from the southwest, you can take a look here." The old man pointed to a small, inconspicuous flower under the mask.

Then he continued: "This kind of flower still existed in the ancient southwest period, and now this flower has long been extinct for various reasons. ”

Hearing what the old man said, Fu Zhaozhao took a closer look and found that there was indeed an inconspicuous little flower, the flowers were layered on top of each other, and it was a little beautiful if you looked closely.

Fu Zhaozhao didn't notice this flower before, but when she asked people to help reproduce it, she casually drew the part she saw, but in her image, she didn't let people carve this flower.

So she didn't add the flower.

Fu Zhaozhao patted Qi Guanshan and asked him in a low voice, "You made this flower go up?!" ”

Qi Guanshan shook his head again and again: "I didn't let people add this kind of flower, I saw it when I got the mask, I thought you made it happen." ”

Fu Zhaozhao: "Who made the mask?" ”

"Zhang Quan."

As soon as he heard this name, Fu Zhaozhao's brows furrowed, and he whispered, "Why is he?!" ”

Qi Guanshan just wanted to say something, but the old man on the other side continued to talk to himself.

In order to avoid missing any useful news, he told Fu Zhaozhao that he would talk about this topic later.