I trade in both worlds

After some delicate work, the bowl was finally repaired.

The cracks on the bowl were cleverly fixed by the old man with metal wire. Each crack looked like a unique line, and the overall shape of the bowl was restored.

Even so, it is obvious at a glance that the bowl has been repaired, but it is better than being unusable.

The old man handed the repaired bowl to the little girl and said with a smile: "Look, is this bowl repaired?"

The little girl took the bowl, looked around, and nodded frantically: "Yes, yes, thank you, uncle."

Just as the girl paid the bill, a burly middle-aged man rushed in.

He was holding a badly damaged ceramic jar in his hand. "Old man Li, can you see if this jar can be repaired? I used it to store rice and it broke by accident."

The old man took the ceramic jar and looked carefully at the cracks and damage.

He pondered for a moment, then looked up at the middle-aged man and said, "The damage to this tank is indeed quite serious, but it can be repaired."

The middle-aged man said with relief: "I thought it would be difficult to repair a broken jar like this. Fortunately, I came here, otherwise my wife would have to take the jar and throw it away."

The old man smiled and assured: "Don't worry, the tank I repaired is guaranteed to be stronger than before."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man showed joy on his face and said repeatedly: "That's great."

The old man smiled slightly, lowered his head and began to repair the ceramic jar.

He first wiped away the dust and debris around the crack with a damp cloth, then took out a special adhesive and carefully applied it to the crack.

Next, he selected a suitable rivet and tapped it gently with a hammer to embed it into one end of the crack.

Then he used special pliers to clamp the rivets so that they fit tightly against the surface of the ceramic cylinder.

The entire repair process is similar to the previous bowl.

Unconsciously, Xu Ziqing stood here and watched for a long time, until his stomach growled, then he and Xu Xu left.

"I never knew that a broken bowl could be repaired and a cracked jar could be fixed," Xu Ziqing exclaimed.

An elderly lady passing by looked at her in surprise and noticed that the fabric she was wearing was not the cotton or linen that ordinary people usually wore.

He sighed, "When you rich people's bowls are broken, you will definitely throw them away and replace them with new ones. Unlike us ordinary people, as long as we can mend them, we will continue to use them. They are new for three years, old for three years, and mend them for another three years."

Xu Ziqing smiled awkwardly: "Auntie, I am also an ordinary family."

"Really?" The aunt looked her up and down again: "If you say so, then it is."

After saying that, he quickened his pace and left.

Xu Xu smiled and asked, "We gained a lot today, didn't we?"

"Yeah." Xu Ziqing turned his head in confusion and looked at the old man sitting in the corner of the alley silently repairing utensils: "I think many young people may have the same belly as me and have never heard of mending bowls."

"This just proves that your life has improved." Xu Xu said.

"Yes, so such craftsmen have also disappeared in the long river of time. It is estimated that there are only a few such craftsmen in modern times." Xu Ziqing felt regretful in his heart.

"What a pity! This is a treasure passed down from our ancestors."

Xu Xu couldn't quite understand her regret: "This kind of craft is also the lowest level in Dayun Dynasty. Every day, I carry a load on my shoulder and walk around the streets. The income is pitifully low, just enough to barely make ends meet."

"Yes." Xu Ziqing touched his rumbling stomach. He felt pity for others only if he could solve his own problem of food and clothing. "Let's go to the mutton restaurant where we went last time and eat mutton soup."

After lunch, Xu Ziqing and Xu Xu did not go strolling on the streets anymore, but walked into the alleys where ordinary people in the county lived.

However, apart from the deserted alleys, I didn't encounter anything special, so I had to go back home.

Time passed quickly, and it was the tenth day of the second lunar month. Xu Ziqi had been gone for almost a month.

I don’t know what Xu Ziqi told his parents, but they were very calm after not contacting their son for such a long time.

Xu Ziqing began to count on his fingers the time of Xu Ziqi's return.

At this time, Xu Ziqi had already returned to Guoyue County. After handing over the escort agency, Xu Ziqi looked at the sky and thought that Xu Xu was probably not in Dayun Dynasty at this time, so no one would open the door when he returned.

Xu Xu usually doesn't come back until after eight o'clock in the evening, so he decided to stay overnight at the inn.

Xu Ziqi first went to the coachman's shop to rent a carriage and agreed to have someone pick him up at the beginning of the morning. He was afraid that if it was too late, Xu Xu would go back to modern times.

The next day, before dawn, a horse-drawn carriage came to pick up Xu Ziqi.

Xu Xu had just finished washing up when he heard someone knocking on the door.

She walked to the gate of the courtyard with a puzzled look on her face and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Xuxu." Xu Ziqi replied excitedly.

Xu Xu quickly opened the gate and looked at him in surprise: "Brother Xu, you are finally back."

Xu Ziqi nodded at her, and then said to the coachman behind him: "Master, please help me move the luggage in the car into the house."

"Okay, no problem." The coachman readily moved the luggage to the door of the utility room with Xu Ziqi.

Xu Xu looked at the four boxes piled together and asked curiously, "Brother Xu, why did you buy so many things?"

"They are all good things. I'll tell you later. I'm going to go back and wash up and get some sleep."

"Hey, wait..." Before he could finish his words, Xu Ziqi disappeared with his luggage.

Xu Xu chased after him helplessly, only to see the luggage placed at the door, and Xu Ziqi had already rushed to the door of the main house.

"Brother Xu." Xu Xu called out hurriedly.

Xu Ziqi looked back at her with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Are you hungry? Do you want to have breakfast first and then go to sleep?" Xu Xu asked.

Xu Ziqi tilted his head to feel it. He didn't feel hungry, just sleepy. He shook his head and said, "No, I won't eat anymore. I'll get up and have lunch later."

After saying this, the man disappeared again.

Xu Xu was stunned for a moment, smiled, shook his head, and went back to make breakfast.

After Xu Ziqing got up, he saw the boxes piled up at Xu Xu's door and called out curiously, "Xu Xu, what are these?"

Hearing this, Xu Xu came out and took a look: "Oh, this, it was brought back by Brother Xu, I don't know what it is."

"My brother is back?" Xu Ziqing looked at her in surprise and asked, "Where is he?"

"He's catching up on his sleep." Xu Xu went back to busying herself with the clothes on her hands: "He came back at around five in the morning and didn't even have breakfast."

Xu Ziqing walked around the boxes a few times, wanting to open them, but held back out of respect.

In the end, I got so impatient waiting that I could only sit on the sofa and check my phone, killing time while waiting for Xu Ziqi to get up.

It was not until after two o'clock in the afternoon that Xu Ziqi came in, yawning. Without even checking to see if anyone was in the room, he closed his eyes and called out, "Xu Xu, is there anything to eat?"