Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

Chapter 207 Wandering Around

After separating from her sister-in-law, she was riding her bicycle home. She felt like she had forgotten something. After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't remember it, so she just sped home.

When she got home, she asked if the old master was hungry. When she learned that she had eaten at Uncle Liu's, she went to wash up and go to bed without worry.

There were only the two of them at home, the master and the apprentice, and neither of them wanted to cook, so they went out to eat out every day.

She had no plans to go out tonight and stayed at home to catch up on her sleep. She was afraid that she wouldn't grow taller if she didn't sleep enough.

The next day, Mr. Feng was studying the prescription at home. An Xueyan said goodbye to her master and went out for a walk on her bike alone.

She had no destination, so she just rode her bike around the streets like a troll, and went to Panjiayuan, which became famous in later generations, hoping to see if she could have a chance to find a bargain.

It took half an hour to reach the location she had inquired about privately before.

It was just a big mound of earth, without any of the prosperous scenes of an antique street in later generations. The few sparse people there were wrapped tightly and their faces could not be seen at all. A sack was casually spread on the ground in front of them, with things for sale placed on it.

An Xueyan looked like a pretty little girl who was curious. These people looked at her warily at first, and then ignored her after confirming that she was not the one wearing a red armband.

There were a few other people who came to buy things, and they all covered themselves up. I guess she was the only one in the whole place who was so open and confident.

I walked to the nearest stall, which was filled with some porcelain. I picked up a vase and looked at it. The bottom of the vase had "Made in the Qianlong Period of the Qing Dynasty" written on it.

Well, the uneven thickness of the characters clearly indicate a fake! I can't believe there are people selling fakes these days.

She looked over and over again at every trace of forgery. After seeing so many authentic ones, she could tell at a glance that this was a fake.

After looking at it, I put it down and picked up the old-looking bowl in the corner. It must have been thrown there casually by the stall owner, and there was a chip on it.

She thought she could take it back to study it, so she asked the stall owner, "Brother, how much is this bowl? It's a good choice for my little one to eat."

"10 yuan." The stall owner looked at her and said a number.

An Xueyan looked at her clothes today and didn't look like a child from a poor family. They were taking advantage of her.

"I just think your bowl is perfect for my dog. For 10 yuan, I might as well buy a new one."

"How much do you want to pay?" Judging from the stall owner's voice, he should be a young man.

"One dollar and fifty cents is the maximum. I don't want anything more."

The stall owner thought for a moment and said, "Then take it. Consider it a discount for me because I'm opening today."

He took out 1.5 yuan from his pocket and handed it over, then put the bowl in his pocket and stood up to walk to the next stall.

As I looked at each stall, I suddenly heard an argument coming from the next stall.

"You can tell it's fake at first glance, why did you buy it?"

"I liked it the moment I saw it. I'll be happy if I buy it. And it doesn't have to be fake. If you lend me some money, I'll pay you back."

An Xueyan looked over and saw that two acquaintances were having a disagreement over an incense burner. The person who wanted to buy it didn't have enough money so he borrowed money from a friend, but the friend thought the item was not worth the money and started to persuade him not to buy it.

The stall owner was also unhappy at this time and scolded the two people: "If you want to buy, buy it. If not, leave me. If you want to argue, go somewhere else. Do you know the rules?"

"Buy it, buy it, wait a moment." The man holding the incense burner said to the stall owner and then pulled his friend to whisper a few words. The other party frowned and took out the money to give it to him before he bought the incense burner.

After paying, she took the things and left in a hurry. An Xueyan took a fancy to some other items and bought them if the price was right. After buying several things in a row, some stall owners realized that she was a rich person.

After she bought one of his items, a stall owner took the initiative to say, "Little girl, I have some good stuff at home. If you like it, we can arrange a time and place to talk about it."

An Xueyan looked at him seriously when she heard that, then smiled and said, "Okay, tell me a place."

"No. 3, Qianmen Tianjing Hutong, at 13 p.m. this afternoon."

"Okay, I must go."

An Xueyan agreed to this. She was not afraid of the other party playing tricks. When the strength is there, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers.

An Xueyan left after looking at all the stalls here. She looked at the time and it was already 11 o'clock, so she went to a state-owned restaurant that tasted pretty good and packed up some food to take home.

When he got home, he said as soon as he entered the door: "Master, I am back. I brought some food. Let's eat at home at noon."

"I'm fine with that. Where did you go today?" Mr. Feng took the lunch box she brought back.

"I went to the ghost market and bought a few small things."

There is no such thing as Panjiayuan now. People outside like to call it the ghost market. Most of the stalls start at midnight and end in the morning. Both buyers and sellers are reluctant to have their identities known.

Someone like An Xueyan who went there today was just a young fool in the eyes of those people. Fortunately, her age was there, so most people treated her as a real child.

Mr. Feng reminded: "If you come across a good medical book, you can buy it."

He didn't object to his young disciple's hobbies, but he still wanted him to pay more attention to medical skills.

Looking at the old man who had turned the corner to remind her, she assured him, "I'll buy it if I see one. Master, you can rest assured. I still know what's important."

After the master and disciple finished their lunch and took a nap, An Xueyan went out again. When she arrived at the place leisurely, it was exactly 3 o'clock.

After knocking on the door, a middle-aged woman came to open it for her.

The other person looked at her, then looked around and said, "Did we make an appointment this morning? Why are you here alone?"

An Xueyan...

Puzzled, he asked, "Didn't you just make an appointment with me? You didn't say you wanted to bring anyone else?"

The woman frowned and urged, "Come in first."

After An Xueyan came in, she closed the door.

"Wait a moment in the yard, I'll go call someone out." He said this and walked into the room.

This is a small courtyard with various things of different styles from different eras placed randomly in the courtyard, but I don’t know whether they are real or fake.

The man in the room was sleeping, and the woman came in and woke him up. An Xueyan squatted in front of a snake-head-shaped stone pillar in the yard and looked at it.

Anyone who knew a little about the subject could tell at a glance that it was a replica of a bronze statue of a snake. She even reached out and picked it up to feel the weight. She didn't know what material the stone pillar was made of, but it was quite heavy.

At this time, the man came out and said, "Which one do you like, little girl? You can move back for thirty dollars."

An Xueyan stood up, looked at the man, and said, "I'm just taking a look. You have quite a few things here."

This man was thin and about 1.6 meters tall, and his figure was the same as the one from this morning.