Luo Luo didn't react until she saw her mother ate the piece of marshmallow like yellow cotton candy. She frowned anxiously, stretched out her little hand, pointed to the little yellow duck with a piece missing on her chest, and hummed unsteadily: "Um, um..."

How can I eat the little yellow duck?

Luoluo was still counting on her father to hand the little yellow duck to herself, and then she took it to play with her for a while!

Xia Yu didn't know whether Luo Luo knew about cotton candy, and he thought the little girl was anxious because she started eating first and didn't wait for her!

"What's the hurry? Look, isn't this for you?" Xia Yu smiled, and once again tear off a small piece of marshmallow from the little yellow duck's breast and handed it to Luo Luo's mouth.

Why did you break the duck again?

Luo Luo saw it, and the expression on her little face became even more sad. She was anxious. She raised her two little hands, but her little butt was in her mother's arms, humming and crying: "Um, um, no, no, no, no..."

Not only was there a little crying voice in his voice, but Luo Luo's expression seemed to be about to cry.

But in the end, Luo Luo still didn't cry because her open mouth was blocked by the marshmallow handed over by her mother!

Um?

Luo Luo subconsciously closed her small mouth, but the candy shredded marshmallow melted in her mouth, and she quickly tasted a little "sweetness".

The girl's big eyes, which had been wrinkled aggrievedly just now, were now stunned, gradually widening, she looked at her mother cutely, but her attention was on her slowly squeezing little mouth.

What's this?

Sweet, delicious...

The little girl seemed to have forgotten that what she ate now was a small piece of stuff that her mother tore off her favorite "little yellow duck"!

"A little more?" Xia Yu reached out to tear a piece of marshmallow down, handed it to Luo Luo's mouth, and asked with a smile.

Luo Luo did not protest again this time. She just watched quietly, wondering if she had come to her senses. The marshmallow that melted in her mouth was quickly finished. The little girl stretched out her pink tongue and licked her thin lips, as if she was still a little unsatisfied.

When the second piece of marshmallow was handed over, Luo Luo subconsciously opened her mouth and asked her mother to stuff the marshmallow in.

It's really sweet!

The little girl who likes dessert finally reacted a little. Her little hands gradually retracted in front of her, and then smiled like two clear and quiet big eyes of the lake. She was satisfied with eating, and she pursed her mouth and looked at her mother and smiled.

"Is it delicious?" Xia Yu was very busy. She had to take care of Luoluo and Yang Yan, and tore off a large piece of her mouth that was stuffed into Yang Yan, then lowered her head and smiled at the little girl.

Luo Luo nodded obediently to her mother, then opened her mouth and smiled sweetly: "Hehe!"

The little yellow duck's "safety" has long been left behind by her. Now in Luo Luo's eyes, this big marshmallow is first delicious, and then the little yellow duck!

...

"I want to eat... this marshmallow, too." Zhang Laohei and Taibai followed the young tour guide's family to go shopping in the market. Zhang Laohei looked at a big marshmallow gradually being peeled off and eroded. Looking at Yang Yan and Xia Yu's admiring expressions, he finally couldn't help it. After swallowing his saliva, he looked at Taibai with some resentment.

Unfortunately, Taibai's attention was not on the cotton candy. He was like those old men who came to "Taobao", looking around at the antiques on the shops and street stalls, and squatting down from time to time to look carefully.

"How could the little tour guide's father choose to come to this place to shop?" Taibai seemed to have not heard Zhang Laohei's complaints. After looking at some street stalls, he finally couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "The objects here are not old, and most of them are imitation fakes and have no value."

"By the way, General Zhang, what were you talking about just now?" Taibai complained and turned his head and asked Zhang Laohei in confusion.

"Nothing!" Zhang Laohei said angrily. After being interrupted by Taibai's complaint, he didn't want to continue talking about the topic just now.

Taibai did not doubt that he had him and continued to say regretfully: "Although there are some ancient coins that are real occasionally, they are not worth much money."

"What are the best things to buy for these broken pots?" Zhang Laohei was not as elegant as too white to study antiques. He curled his lips indifferently and said, "Isn't it just a decoration when you buy it?"

"No, no, General Zhang still doesn't understand this profession!" Taibai explained to Zhang Laohei happily, "One of the fun of antiques is to appreciate its beauty, explore its history and origin, and there is endless fun in it."

"What's fun about this? I can't tell what's good about them." Zhang Laohei continued to shake his head.

"Of course, there is another fun thing about antiques. Buying low and selling high is to pick up bargains. You can buy genuine products at a cheap price, and then sell them to people who are familiar with them at a high price. General Zhang, isn't this very interesting?" Taibai didn't care and continued to smile with Zhang Laohei.

"It makes sense for you to say that, but Taibai, didn't you say that the things these people sell are fakes? How can you buy the genuine ones?" Zhang Laohei became a little interested.

"There are many authentic products in the store, but unfortunately they should be expensive. If you want to make a big fortune with a small profit, buy low and sell high, you must still find these street stall businesses." Taibai continued to walk forward, and while walking, he glanced left and right.

"How can I find a needle in this haystack?" Zhang Laohei shook his head, looked at the vendors with some contempt, and complained to Taibai, "But these people are too shameless. So many things are actually fakes. Isn't this an obvious lie?"

Taibai smiled and said, "General Zhang, this is the case in the antique industry. If you expect to buy underrated authentic products to make a lot of money, you must be mentally prepared to buy fakes packaged into authentic products and lose money when you beat them! If you are willing to beat them and the other are willing to be beaten, it cannot be considered a fraud."

As they talked, they suddenly said "Huh" in confusion, turned around and squatted in front of a street stall, and looked at a dark pen holder with interest.

"Is this an antique?" Zhang Laohei asked curiously.

"After a little time, it should be a bamboo pen holder in the Qing Dynasty, and it has a familiar atmosphere. If Taibai is not mistaken, then its former owner is also very well-known. Well, General Zhang has seen it, and you have been sued by him before!" Taibai said with a smile.

"That scholar with a stinky mouth?" Zhang Laohei immediately understood who Taibai was talking about, and he glared at the bull's eyes.

Too Bai smiled and agreed.

However, there is nothing to discuss about those personal grievances. Zhang Laohei is now open-minded and quickly waves his hand to express his inattention.

"Taibai, is this considered a bargaining? You found an antique here!" Zhang Laohei asked excitedly.

"I haven't bought it yet, how can I be considered a bargain?" Taibai smiled helplessly.

"Then hurry up and find a way to tell the young tour guide's father to buy it! This kid is so poor that he can pick up a vacancy and buy more meat for the young tour guide!" Zhang Laohei encouraged him.

"This..." Taibai was a little embarrassed.

But he was also happy to see Bao Xin, so he couldn't bear to let it go. Taibai stroked his beard and thought for a while, and suddenly he had an idea: "General Zhang, we can use the influence of our divine nature. As long as we focus on this object, the little tour guide who has received our influence will definitely feel that this object is very familiar, and then he should buy it back!"
Chapter completed!