59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 737 Take Whatever You Want, I Have More

"Grandpa, goodbye, I'll come play again next time!"

"it is good!"

Chen Li sat in the truck bed with He Yushui. The bicycle that He Yushui brought was tied to the side of the truck bed, where was originally the steel pipe that Chen Feng had modified to install the cloak.

"It's done, go home!"

The motorcycle engine started, left the alley, quickly passed Wangfujing, and returned to Nanluoguxiang.

Stopping at the gate of No. 95 compound, Yan Jiecheng and a group of young people living nearby were taking turns smoking a cigarette. When they saw Chen Feng coming on a bicycle, they were extremely envious.

Although their parents and grandfathers worked in the steel mill, their parents and grandfathers had not retired, and they could not pass the exam to get a job in the factory, so they had to find work on their own.

Otherwise, they will be arranged to go to the countryside to farm.

"Chen Feng, can you lend me your motorcycle?" A guy who didn't know the relationship asked shamelessly.

"Who are you?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.

Of course he knew the other person, but they were not of the same kind.

He was not afraid of offending others, and he always looked down upon those who wasted food when alive and land when dead.

The people in front of him were not as valuable to him as the gangsters under his second uncle Chen Jianguo.

At least those little hooligans dare to fight!

"I'm Ding Ding!"

"I don't know him!" Chen Feng shook his head seriously.

His acting was so good that they almost believed it.

"Puch!"

He Yushui couldn't help laughing, and got out of the truck carrying an empty lunch box to watch the show.

"Yan Jiecheng, when are you going to the countryside? Why are you still thinking about smoking here?" Chen Feng smiled and stabbed Yan Jiecheng in the back.

When Yan Jiecheng mentioned this matter, his face turned very bad.

He had hoped to become a temporary worker in the subdistrict office, but because his father was unwilling to go to the Red Star Commune to support rural cultural and educational construction, he angered some people and the temporary worker quota he had obtained was cancelled.

"My dad found other connections for me, what a shitty village!"

He would never go to the countryside!

He knew how hard life was in the countryside.

"come on!"

Chen Feng pushed his motorcycle into his yard with a smile. Chen Hao had already laid down the wooden boards.

"Da Guo, wouldn't it be good to go to the countryside?" Chen Li followed behind him and asked curiously.

In the eyes of the little girl, there is rice, fish, wild boars, birds and rabbits in the countryside. It is simply a paradise, much better than the old city.

"Well, when I take you to the countryside next time, you will know how miserable it is!" Chen Feng felt that the little girl was taken care of too well by him. Now that she is four years old, it is just right to teach her about the hardships of life.

He was too young before, so it was a waste of effort to teach him.

"Oh." Chen Li's eyes rolled around, wondering what bad things might have happened in the countryside!

It was around nine o'clock in the evening, and the little girl fell asleep. Chen Feng put on a mask and changed into a backpack.

This bag is made of rabbit skin. Using spatial ability, he can peel off three layers of rabbit skin. This is an industrial technology that only foreign leather factories have.

A pheasant and three pounds of rice were put into it.

Climb over the wall and walk towards the ghost market.

After a major blow, the ghost market has regained its popularity. In order to restore its popularity, the organizers even deliberately took out real things - real antiques.

"In the past, nine out of ten items were fake, but now there are some genuine ones, but who wants such ordinary stuff?"

Chen Feng stood in front of a stall, shone the flashlight a few times, and then shook his head.

Sure enough, it’s not that easy to get good things in the ghost market.

Mainly because he is too picky.

If it's not a rare item, he doesn't want to buy it.

"If you want to buy good things and are not afraid, then follow me!" The vendor could tell that this man should be a wealthy man, because Chen Feng deliberately hung a top-quality jade pendant around his waist.

This is the imperial green scrap that Zhang Haixing gave him.

He carved the main body into an octagonal dragon palace lantern, and the scraps were made into various ornaments, this dragon and phoenix jade pendant is one of them.

"Okay!"

Chen Feng, who is skilled and courageous, is really not afraid. Even if there is danger, he can escape immediately.

The vendors wearing masks closed their stalls immediately. They just had to roll up the four corners of the cloth spread on the ground and leave.

Following the other party around to the outside of Dongzhimen, the latter quietly opened the door of a courtyard that looked like an ordinary loess brick house.

"Who?"

Hearing the door open, someone in the house sounded alert.

"Your father!" the vendor said calmly.

"Dad, why are you closing the stall so early today?"

An oil lamp was lit, and a young man in his twenties opened the door. He was stunned to see the masked Chen Feng behind his father, and asked in surprise: "A big client?"

"Shut up!"

The vendor led Chen Feng in, then asked him to sit in the hall. He went into the bedroom and soon took out a good thing - a painting.

"This is Tang Bohu's authentic work."

Chen Feng lowered his head and looked at it carefully with the help of the oil lamp. He felt that it was indeed an authentic work, but the best way to make a judgment was to leave it to the space.

He closed the scroll, opened his bag with a smile, took out the pheasant and rice inside, and while the two people's attention was drawn, he quickly put them into the scroll and then took them out again.

There was also a bit more sincerity on his face.

"What do you want?"

"We don't want pheasants or rice. We grow crops at home." The vendor swallowed and forced himself to look away.

His son was even worse, he just stared at the pheasant.

It's so pitiful. We used to have good food when we were young, but now 99% of the land our ancestors acquired for horse racing has been confiscated, leaving only the pitiful communal fields and a few private plots.

"What do you mean?" Chen Feng asked unhappily.

The vendor said, "You must be an important person, or the son of an important person. If you are willing to arrange a job for my son in the city, even sweeping the streets, I will give you this painting and three good things inherited from my ancestors."

Sure enough, treasures are not so easy to obtain!

The pattern may not be enough, but is it still difficult to tell the value of heirloom items?

Chen Feng immediately packed up his things, turned around and left.

"Wait!"

Seeing that he disagreed, the vendor's face turned bitter and he had to bargain: "Ginseng, I want a fifty-year-old ginseng."

Chen Feng stopped instantly.

50-year-old ginseng is something that ordinary people cannot see in the old city, but to him, it is not much different from radish. He even made a dish of fried ginseng chicken slices tonight.

"can!"

He didn't even ask what the other party wanted, he just "took out" a fifty-year-old stock from his bag and handed it to the other party.

The latter was stunned!

"I exchanged it with my friend tonight. It's reasonable, right?" Chen Feng said casually.

The vendor nodded repeatedly: "Reasonable, reasonable!"

He asked again tentatively: "Do you have three? I have three more here that I can exchange for!"

Chen Feng took out three rare items that could not be found on the market.

The vendor and his son were completely shocked!

The fear and respect cannot be concealed in the eyes!

This is not the same as before the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It was rare to see wild ginseng that was fifty years old. Especially after the country's borders were closed, American ginseng from Canada could not be imported, and this thing became increasingly scarce.

Chen Feng just acted like "Take it, I have more"!