Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 302 The evil fate with Lao Ma

The tricycle was loaded with bronze chimes, and He Xiao lost interest in continuing to search for items.

However, it was a pity to finally come with Han Chunming, just leaving like this.

He discussed with Han Chunming and decided to continue shopping in the market for a while.

In the next few stalls, Han Chunming picked up seven or eight items, including two pieces of porcelain, one square inkstone, one enamel lacquer box, and several square seals.

These things are pretty good, they are considered treasures.

However, with the bronze chimes present, He Xiao always couldn't get interested.

As usual, he took out the money. As soon as he put a dragon pattern plate into the tricycle, he heard a familiar sound coming from the stall next door.

"Brother, it's just a fan. It's too expensive for you to ask for it. If you're cheaper, I'll take it if you get it."

"It's expensive? Do you want it? Anyway, it's the price. If you think it's expensive, just let it go."

...

"Old Ma?"

He Xiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around.

Oh, how could it be such a coincidence? It's really a bad fate.

He Xiao secretly complained in his heart. Hu, who had intercepted Lao Ma in the cultural relics store last month, and now he met him again, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Ahem, actually, it can't be called "Zhe Lao Ma's Hu".

If he hadn't taken down the landscape pattern bowl last time, it would have been bought by foreigners long ago. This is called protecting cultural relics from being lost.

Thinking of this, his waist immediately straightened.

"Chunming, why don't we go back..."

Before he could finish speaking, Han Chunming walked straight towards Lao Ma.

He Xiao opened his mouth and shouted, nor did he not shouted. Seeing Lao Ma looking here, he quickly turned around.

...

"I'll want it for two hundred, two hundred, brother, I'll be cheaper."

Ma Weidu looked at the fan and really liked it.

If he read it correctly, this fan should be the work of Wen Zhengming, one of the four great talents in Jiangnan in the Ming Dynasty.

A little excited in his heart, he continued to cut the price with the young stall owner.

"Brother, this is an ordinary fan in the late Qing Dynasty. No one else can buy this street except me who can pay two hundred."

The young stall owner was very impatient, "It's only three hundred, do you like to buy it or not?"

"Qi, Sanbai? You are waiting for the sucker."

Ma Weidu smiled disdainfully, he put down the fan and turned around and left.

One step, two steps, three steps...

After walking out a lot, he didn't hear the stall owner's call. Ma Weidu's heart sank. The young man was so calm that it seemed impossible to get it cheap today.

Shaking his head, he turned around and was about to walk back when he saw a strange young man standing in the place where he was.

What's even more excessive is that the man was holding the fan he liked.

He strode over after a hurry.

"Hey, boy, do you understand the rules of the antique industry? We are discussing the price? Why did you pick up the things I like? Want to intercept?"

After glanced at the man holding the fan, Ma Weidu subconsciously remembered He Xiao.

Oh, he's so terrible.

"Let go, put it down quickly, I'm the first to see this object."

He didn't care about the price of 300 yuan, so Ma Weidu immediately had to pay.

"Comrade, I don't agree with you. I saw that you left and then I got in. Why do I don't understand the rules?"

Han Chunming took the fan and glanced at Ma Weidu.

Seeing that this man was going to pay, he reached out and held the man's hand, and then said bluntly: "I like this fan now. Please don't break the rules of our industry!"

After saying that, Han Chunming looked at the stall owner, "Three hundred, I want it."

"You...you..."

Ma Weidu was so angry that he couldn't speak.

He felt deeply in his heart that in order to save 100 yuan, he made himself unreasonable and missed a fine fan from the Ming Dynasty. He really wanted to slap himself.

It’s a big loss!

Han Chunming snorted lightly, a little afraid of something unexpected. He turned around and shouted: "He Xiao? He Xiao? Come and pay, why are you hiding? Come here quickly."

"What? He Xiao?!"

Ma Weidu was stunned for a moment, and then felt ache in his heart.

No wonder he was intercepted again. It turned out that this kid had something to do with He Xiao.

Ouch, he was so angry that he immediately looked at him, and indeed saw He Xiao's figure not far away.

"Ahem."

He Xiao pushed the tricycle and walked over in a slight manner.

Without even saying hello to Lao Ma, he hurriedly took out three hundred yuan and handed it to the stall owner first.

It is definitely impossible to be wrong if you can be attracted by both Lao Ma and Han Chunming.

Seeing that the money was taken over by the stall owner, He Xiao turned around and looked at Ma Weidu, "Huh? Old Ma, why are you here too? What a coincidence."

"Bah, He Xiao, what grandson do you pretend to be with me? I don't know you yet, but I love to do the work of intercepting the husband. You have already seen me. Did you send this kid?"

Ma Weidu pointed at Han Chunming, and he was almost furious.

Once, twice, three times, oh, he doesn't remember how many times he was intercepted.

Disgusting, bullying, it's really... it's really...

Ahhhh!

"Old Ma, how could you say that? Oh, you wronged me. I really never thought I could meet you today."

He Xiao turned his mouth and looked very aggrieved.

He quickly pulled Han Chunming in front of him and then introduced:

"This is my buddy, Han Chunming, who is the closed disciple of the nine sect admiral outside Zhengyang Gate, and I can't assign it."

"Chunming, this is Ma Weidu, the editor of Youth Literature, and they are all friends. I really misunderstood today."

After He Xiao's introduction, both of them were stunned.

The Nine Gate Admiral’s Closed Disciple?

Editor of youth literature?

Ma Weidu suppressed his anger and looked at the opposite side carefully.

"Admiral of the Nine Gates", he had heard of this person, and he was considered a senior. No matter what happened today, he did put down his fan and left, so it was really hard to worry too much.

He felt very frustrated, but he still stretched out his hand to Han Chunming, "I'm not going to know each other today. Let's get to know each other officially, Ma Weidu."

"Han Chunming."

The two shook hands and the atmosphere eased a little.

He Xiao smiled and was about to step forward, but saw Lao Ma glaring at him again.

"Okay, I misunderstood this time, but how do you explain the matter last time? He Xiao, did you buy the landscape pattern bowl in the cultural relics store?"

When this matter was mentioned, Ma Weidu was so heartbroken that he could not breathe.

He has been looking at this landscape-patterned bowl in the cultural relics store for almost half a year.

However, cultural relics stores have policies, and only sell the things inside to foreign guests and only charge foreign exchange coupons. He can't buy them even if he wants to.

He originally wanted to borrow He Xiaoxiangjiang's identity to buy this landscape-patterned bowl, but He Xiao refused.

He didn't care at that time, but when he went to the Beijing Cultural Relics Store again, he found that the bowl had been bought early.

He asked the staff and listened to the staff's description, he was sure that it must be He Xiao who bought the mountain water pattern bowl!

(End of this chapter)