dognovel 【157】The Old Man Who Sells Items To Street Vendors
【157】The Old Man Who Sells Items To Street Vendors
Everyone nodded, and today’s travel plan was finalized.
The fruits in the orchard were very fresh. After everyone picked them, they packed some of them and transported them by air to their homes, while the rest were kept in the RV for their own consumption.
After picking in the orchard, the tour guide took everyone to visit the folk street and some surrounding shops in Zuogong.
"Old Ding, why are so many people here carrying a wooden bowl?" Zhou Yanyan looked around and asked curiously: "Is it a custom? I see that the bowl is covered with batter and it won't be served. Do you need to bring the toilet with you, right?”
"Absolutely. Many people in Tibetan areas will carry a wooden bowl with them. Firstly, the texture is strong and not easy to break. Secondly, when they are thirsty, they can always have a bowl to drink from.
the tour guide explained.
"And the patterns on this wooden bowl also have traditional meanings and are anti-poison.
"There are many types of bowls, including large bowls for catching glutinous rice cakes, small bowls for drinking butter tea, and covered bowls for storing things. These bowls are usually decorated with gold, silver, and copper ornaments, and some are even treasures passed down from family to family." , very valuable.”
"If there are wooden bowls, is there also a wooden cabinet or something? These things must be matching, right?" Zhou Qingquan also asked.
The tour guide nodded and said: "The wood materials used in each house are different, but they all have one characteristic, that is, they are strong and durable. And regardless of whether they have money or not, they will make carved lacquer on the wooden bowls and cabinets, which is gorgeous and beautiful. .”
"Since there are ancient tombs here, is it easy to pick up the missing ones?" When Su Xia asked this, she also glanced at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's face had no expression, and he seemed to be looking around aimlessly.
The tour guide smiled and said: "If you want to say this in front of twenty or thirty people, I can say it is very easy, but now that the market has been standardized, this kind of thing is not easy, and there are many fake ones."
After all, the tour guide has walked this road many times. When the tour guide said this, everyone was a little disappointed.
However, everyone still has some expectations in their hearts.
At this time, Zhou Yanyan suggested: "How about we divide into several groups and buy a few things for Lin Xuan to see? How about we compete to see who can buy the older ones?"
After hearing this, everyone was very interested and asked, "What's the punishment for the loser?"
Zhou Yanyan looked at Lin Xuan and said, "How about you decide, Lin Xuan?"
"Although I was kicked out of the game at the beginning, for the sake of team harmony, I still think about it seriously.
As he spoke, Lin Xuan touched his chin and thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "The loser will be the first to enter the ancient tombs tonight. How about being the vanguard?"
"That's okay!" Everyone nodded in agreement immediately and started to divide into groups.
As good friends, Zhou Yanyan naturally formed a group with Chen Zhiyu and Miao Jiajia, followed by a tour guide to ensure safety, the Su family cousins were in a group, and Zhao Xiaoou and Ma Siqi were in a group [Abru and Zhuniya were in the group.
After the team formation was over, Zhou Qingquan saw that he was left alone, and immediately pulled Zhou Yanyan and said, "Yanyan, please join a team with me. There are too many people in your team."
Seeing that she was alone, Zhou Yanyan couldn't keep laughing at him, so she looked at Miao Jiajia and Chen Zhiyu and said, "Then I'll go with my brother. Are you okay?"
"Don't worry, we have a tour guide following us!" Miao Jiajia nodded and said.
After the team formation was confirmed, Jin Yuan looked at the venue, pointed to a butter tea shop next to it, and said: "If you finish shopping, come to this shop to find me. The time limit is..."
Lin Xuan looked at his watch. It was now half past four in the afternoon.
"An hour and a half, let's go have dinner at six o'clock." Lin Xuan said.
After everyone nodded, they dispersed.
The area around Lin Xuan suddenly became empty. He turned around and walked into the butter tea shop. After ordering a cup of hot tea, he sat by the window and looked at the scenery outside.
The calmness amidst the hustle and bustle also calmed Lin Xuan's heart a lot, and the hot air wafted from the tea bowl.
At this time, an old man carrying a rag bag stopped by a stall and "set up his own stall.
The old man also comes to sell things.
The small vendors around him seemed to respect him very much. They came over to say hello to him, and then bought a small item from his stall, leaving enough money to go back to their own stall.
Lin Xuan was a little curious, and it happened that the owner of the store was taking a rest after finishing his work.
"Why do everyone buy things from the elderly?" Lin Xuan asked.
The boss also understands Chinese. After hearing Lin Xuan's question, he looked outside and said with a smile: "The old man is here. Wait a minute. I have to go buy something first and then come back to you."
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Lin Xuan nodded and watched the boss walk to the opposite side. Like those others, he bought the same small items for the old man and then walked back with a smile on his face.
Lin Xuan looked at what the boss was holding.
It's a small object, and it doesn't look like an antique.
The boss noticed Lin Xuan's gaze, raised the object in his hand, and said: "That old man is a lucky star, and he has made great contributions to our Zuogong. He used to be a high official in Zuogong!
"Later, after he retired, his hobby was to open a small shop. He would open it for two hours every afternoon, and then go back at meal time."
"These small objects are also made by the old man's hands. Although they are rough, they have a magical power."
"Magical power?" Lin Xuan looked at the things in the boss's hands carefully, shook his head and said, "I didn't feel it."
"Because I am already its owner, these 057 powers are only useful to me." The boss explained.
"Then what is the function of this power?" Lin Xuan asked again.
"Well, let's make our business prosperous," the boss said.
"It seems there are some allusions here." Lin Xuan said with a smile.
The boss nodded, refilled a bowl of butter tea for Lin Xuan, sat across from Lin Xuan, and said: "In the past, everyone regarded the old man as a competitor. Although they respected him, they were also wary of him.
Until one day, a young man wanted to open a small stall to earn money to make a living because something happened at home. "
"Unexpectedly, he didn't sell a single thing that day. The young man was so anxious that he almost cried. But the old man suddenly said to him: "You are not lucky enough. Just buy one of my items and you will probably not be hungry today." die.
"No one believed it when the old man said this, and the old man also knew that the things were not sold that day, but the young man had no choice but to treat the dead horse as a living horse, and spent five yuan to buy a small toy of the old man. , and soon someone came to buy his things."
"At first everyone thought it was a coincidence, but later everyone discovered that as long as the young man bought the old man's things, the business would be very good, and he would even gradually be able to earn more than just food and clothing."
"Everyone is trying to do the same as the young man and buy something from the old man to use as a little god of wealth."