Chapter 50:

Chapter 50

"dad."

"Ok?"

"Pippi is so smart!"

"Ok."

"dad."

"Ok??"

"Why is Pippi so smart?"

"Ok…"

"whee!"

On the way to the temporary booth, the little girl's attention was always firmly attracted by her new partner.

Pippi is very active, like a prisoner who has just escaped from prison, expressing the joy of regaining freedom to his heart's content.

It jumped from Bao'er's left shoulder to right shoulder, and flew down on the little girl's hand from time to time, chirping non-stop.

Coming this way, I don’t know how many passers-by have attracted their attention.

This jumping budgerigar undoubtedly brought more happiness, as well as freshness and curiosity to Boa.

Although Tike is excellent as a small partner, but Pippi can speak well, which is incomparable to the former.

And smart enough to surprise the little girl.

On the contrary, Zuo Yi felt that this guy was a little too smart, and he talked too much. He knew that he should feed less wisdom spring water, and a quarter of a drop at most would be enough.

Actually speaking, Zuo Yi is also self-inflicted. In addition to feeding Pippi with spring of life and spring of wisdom, he also gave it a spiritual seed containing common sense of life, otherwise he would not know so much.

Zuo Yi did not expect that the effect of wisdom spring water plus spiritual seeds would be so powerful, and he forcibly transformed a small budgerigar to such an extent.

But now the deal is done, and Bao'er is so happy, so let nature take its course.

Following the guidance of the signs in the market, Zuo Yi found the stall No. 157 in the C2 area that he rented.

Xixi underground trading market is mainly divided into two areas, of which about three-quarters of the area are fixed stores, and the other quarter is allocated to temporary booths.

Although the area is quite different, the temporary stalls are more popular than the store area. Many people come here to search for treasures, so it is extremely lively.

Of course, the situation here is much more complicated than that in the shop area. When Zuo Yi brought Bao'er over, he noticed several "jackal dogs" haunting the crowd, trying to fool the ignorant Xiaobai.

One of the guys had his eye on Pippi, but after being glanced at by Zuo Yi, he slipped away sensibly.

The management of the West Field is very strict. Surveillance probes can be seen everywhere, and security personnel patrol back and forth, so despite the fact that there are so many shops and so many people, the order inside is still in good order, and ordinary people dare not do evil.

"dad…"

Boa happily asked: "Is this the place where we set up a stall?"

"yes."

Zuo Yi smiled and touched her head.

The location of the 50 yuan/hour temporary booth is not bad. There is a lot of traffic nearby. The area of ​​the booth is less than three square meters. Although it is small, it is completely enough for Zuo Yi.

This temporary booth also comes with a display table and two stools, and two lighting lamps that can be adjusted in height and angle are led from the crisscross metal trusses on the top wall, which provides considerable convenience for both the stall owner and customers .

The stalls on the left and right are not next to each other, but separated by a certain distance, just enough for one person to pass in and out.

It was still early, and Zuo Yi was not in a hurry to show off the Inch Gold Sword. He put the wooden box on the display table first, then picked up Bao'er and put her on the stool for her to rest.

"Are you tired from walking?"

Zuo Yi affectionately wiped the fine sweat from her forehead: "Take a break first."

"Not tired!"

The little girl shook her head playfully: "I'm not tired at all!"

"Not tired, not tired, not tired!"

Pippi landed on her shoulder and shouted: "Bao'er is not tired at all!"

Bo'er was amused and giggled.

This time it was Zuo Yi's turn to shake his head. He took out a bottle of mineral water and unscrewed it: "Come on, have a drink."

"Ok."

Bo'er took it obediently, and said sweetly: "Thank you, Dad."

Zuo Yi touched her rosy cheek, and said with a smile, "Why are you so polite to Dad?"

Bo'er said seriously: "Aunt Qing said, Bao'er wants to be a good boy with good manners."

Zuo Yi praised: "Good boy."

Bao'er narrowed her eyes, and took a big sip of water from the mineral water bottle.

"Boa Boa."

Pippi standing on her shoulder shouted: "I want to drink too!"

It said so much, and it was really thirsty.

"Okay."

Of course Bao'er was not stingy, and directly took the mineral water bottle to feed Pippi.

But she thought it wrong, and stretched out a hand to Zuo Yi and said, "Dad, can you give me the lid of the water bottle?"

Zuo Yi gave her the bottle cap.

I saw her grabbing the water bottle with her right hand and pinching the bottle cap with her left hand, and then carefully poured mineral water into the bottle cap.

"Be careful."

Zuo Yi suddenly realized, and quickly helped her hold the water bottle firmly.

Although this is a small bottle of mineral water specially bought for her, the bottle is obviously too big for her immature hands, and it is difficult for her to hold it firmly with one hand.

With the help of Zuo Yi, Baoer poured a capped bottle of mineral water and handed it to Pippi: "Drink it."

Pippi lowered his head and drank all the water in the bottle cap in the blink of an eye.

Bo'er poured another cover for it.

Wow!

At this time, Tek, who was squatting next to the stool, raised his head and called out.

"You want it too?"

Bo'er didn't snub Chihuatai, and quickly said, "I'll give you a drink right away."

Zuo Yi reminded; "You drink two more sips before giving it to Tike."

"Ok."

The little girl obediently took another two sips, jumped off the stool, and fed the rest of the water to Tike.

Tek glanced at Pippi triumphantly, and started to drink freely from the water bottle.

Actually, this guy is not really thirsty. With his extraordinary physique, he can go without eating or drinking for dozens of days. He is just jealous of Baoer feeding Pippi affectionately.

It's refreshing now.

Zuo Yi couldn't help but smile slightly as he looked at it, and didn't poke through Chihuatai's clumsy performance.

After all, it is also a three-headed dog of the abyss, so let's save some face for it.

At this moment, Zuo Yi suddenly felt a little strange. He turned his head and saw the owner of the stall next door looking curiously at him.

Meeting Zuo Yi's eyes, the other party smiled awkwardly, and greeted enthusiastically: "Hello, brother, are you bringing your daughter to practice booth? Your daughter is really..."

He gave a thumbs up.

Zuo Yi smiled and asked, "Hi, why are you here to set up a stall? Alone?"

The stall owner next door to Zuo Yi looks like he is in his twenties. He looks very honest and honest. He also wears a set of camouflage labor uniforms. The first impression he gives is that he is working on a construction site.

On the display table in front of him, there are some antiques in a mess, such as Buddha statues, copper stoves, mirror plates, jade wares, etc. The common feature is that all the objects are covered with loess, which looks like they have just been dug out of the ground. from.

Migrant workers, unearthed cultural relics, Zuo Yi looked very familiar, I remember seeing them on the side of the road before, and usually there should be three or two trustees to act as onlookers.

Zuo Yi thought it was interesting, so he teased a few words.

The male migrant worker scratched his head, gave Zuo Yi a look of "people are hard to tear down", and complained: "Brother, you don't know, it's really impossible to do business outside now."

"That Skynet is too powerful. Within a few minutes after my stall was set up, someone came over to collect it, so I can only rent a stall here to eat."

The depression on his face is very real: "It hasn't opened for several hours today, and it must lose money."

He also pointed to a few stalls next to and opposite: "Look, those people are all the same as me."

Zuo Yi looked in the direction of his finger.

Well, there are those who sell plasters and powerful pills, those who sell secret recipes handed down from their ancestors, and even those who tell fortunes and read Fengshui—I dare say that these people who are running around on the street have all been driven here!

No wonder the market is so big.

After chatting with Zuo Yi, the migrant worker asked familiarly: "Brother, what are you here to sell?"

Zuo Yi patted the wooden box on the table and said, "I'm here to sell swords."

As he spoke, he opened the box and took out the two inch golden swords from inside—it was time to open.

The male migrant worker flattered: "Your two swords look impressive, must be very expensive?"

Zuo Yi smiled: "It's not very expensive, one million."

one million?

The male migrant worker almost didn't come up in one breath.

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