Manshu planned to take a taxi directly to the ghost market.
She had already called and asked the twins to wait for her outside the door.
Manshu drove away Yan Li's car from the Yan family's garage, and the twins followed her in a car.
When they arrived at the ghost market, Manshu didn't look at anything and went straight to Qiao Lao's stall.
"Why are you here again?"
Mr. Qiao now looks at Manshu less coldly. Instead, he treats Manshu as if he were one of his own children.
Manshu felt that this was all for Xiaolong's sake.
"There is something that I want you to look into."
Manshu said with a smile.
She said this but didn't take out the things.
Qiao Lao instantly understood what she meant.
"Wait until I close the stall."
Of course Manshu couldn't afford to wait.
She also borrowed a small maza from the uncle at the stall next to her, but she didn't sit down immediately.
Instead, she went to a wonton shop and bought three bowls of small wontons.
The uncle has a bowl, he will eat one bowl, and he will bring another bowl to Mr. Qiao.
The uncle next door thought the little girl was generous, so he accepted the offer after declining it.
While eating, he also joked with Qiao Lao: "Hey, Lao Qiao, is this your granddaughter?"
Lao Qiao didn't want to eat the wontons, but the little girl liked it, so he ate it.
He often eats this wonton, and it tastes good.
Hearing the joke next door, he didn't deny it either.
The uncle next door only saw Lao Qiao walking around alone in the past, but now he finds it strange to see a young girl like Manshu who is as beautiful as a flower.
Qiao Lao usually doesn't talk much and has little communication with other people.
Manshu, on the other hand, occasionally chatted with the uncle.
The uncle also said that he had a boy at home who was about the same age as Manshu and wanted to introduce him to her.
Manshu: "..." Sure enough, no one can escape the fate of Lalang Pei.
"Uncle, I already have a fiancé."
"How come you have a fiancé at such a young age? How old is your fiancé? Where does he work and what are the conditions at home like?"
"How about I tell you about my son's situation, and you have multiple choices. Don't look at me setting up a street stall here, but your grandpa knows that our business has always made money."
Manshu: "My fiancé's family has tens of billions of assets."
Uncle: "What the hell?" He thought he heard wrong.
"Well, my fiancé's family is very rich, and he is also very good at making money. He has several companies under his name."
Uncle: "Well, actually my son is not good enough and is not worthy of you."
Manshu smiled awkwardly but politely.
Qiao Lao Jin'er's business was as usual, and few inexperienced people would squat down to look at the items on his stall.
But if you are knowledgeable or like collecting antiques, you will basically buy it if you like it.
So, before four o'clock, we opened the store.
Qiao Lao's rule is to only do open business, so once an order is completed, even if he only sells a small eight thousand, he will close the stall.
Manshu helped close the stall, and then went home with Mr. Qiao.
When they got home, Manshu wanted to help organize things, but Qiao Lao didn't ask her to help.
"You go and sit in the room."
If they are heavy-handed and heavy-footed, if they are damaged by a bump, most of them will go out.
Manshu probably knew the reason, but he didn't insist on it.
After a while, Qiao Lao returned to the house, turned on the light, and then looked at Manshu.
Manshu quickly took out the small box from the bag.
"Please see if you can open this lock."
Qiao Lao brought the small box over.
"This machine lock is quite ingenious."
There is a mechanism inside, which probably contains a self-destruction device. If you accidentally fiddle with the wrong locking plate, the self-destruction program in the box will be triggered.