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Chapter 50 One million

"dad."

"Um?"

"Pippi is so smart!"

"Um."

"dad."

"Um??"

"Why is Pippi so smart?"

"Um…"

"whee!"

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

Pippi is very active, as if he is a prisoner who has just escaped from prison, venting his joy of being free.

It jumped from Bao'er's left shoulder to his right shoulder, and occasionally landed on the little girl's hand, chirping non-stop.

Along the way, I don’t know how many passers-by I attracted.

This jumping budgerigar undoubtedly brought Bao'er more happiness, freshness and curiosity.

Although as a friend, Tek is excellent, Pippi's eloquence is unmatched by the former.

And he is so smart that the little girl is surprised.

On the contrary, Zuo Yi felt that this guy was a bit too smart and talked a lot. If he had known better, he should have given him less wisdom spring water. A quarter drop at most would have been enough.

In fact, Zuo Yi was responsible for it. In addition to feeding Pippi the spring water of life and wisdom, he also gave it a spiritual seed containing common sense of life, otherwise it would not know so much.

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

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

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

Xixi Underground Trading Market is mainly divided into two major areas, of which about three-quarters are fixed shops and the other quarter is allocated for temporary stalls.

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

Of course, the situation here is much more complicated than in the store area. When Zuo Yi brought Bao'er over, he noticed that there were several "jackals" wandering around in the crowd, trying hard to fool the ignorant noobs.

One of the guys also targeted Pippi, but after Zuo Yi glanced at him, he slyly ran away.

The management of West Field is very strict. Surveillance cameras can be seen everywhere, and security personnel patrol back and forth. Therefore, even though there are so many shops and so many people, the order inside is still very orderly, and ordinary people do not dare to do anything wrong.

"dad…"

Baoer asked happily: "Is this where we set up our stall?"

"yes."

Zuo Yi smiled and touched her head.

The temporary stall that costs 50 yuan/hour is in a good location. There is a lot of traffic nearby. The stall area is less than three square meters. Although it is small, it is completely enough for Zuo Yi.

This temporary stall also comes with a display table and two stools. In addition, two lighting lamps that can be adjusted in height and angle are led from the criss-crossing metal trusses on the top wall, providing considerable convenience for both stall owners and customers.

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

It was still early, so Zuo Yi was not in a hurry to show off the golden sword. He first placed the wooden box on the display table, then picked up Bao'er and put him on a stool to let her rest.

"Are you tired from walking?"

Zuo Yi lovingly wiped away the fine sweat on her forehead: "Rest for a while 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!"

Baoer 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 opened it: "Here, let's drink some water."

"Um."

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

Zuo Yi touched her rosy little face and said with a smile: "Why are you so polite to dad?"

Bao'er said seriously: "Aunt Qing said that Bao'er should be a good and polite child."

Zuo Yi liked: "Good boy."

Baoer narrowed his eyes and took a sip of water from the mineral water bottle.

"Bao baby baby."

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

It talked so much and was really thirsty.

"Okay."

Of course, Baoer was not stingy and directly took the mineral water bottle to Pippi.

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

Zuo Yi gave her the bottle cap.

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

"careful."

Zuo Yi suddenly understood and quickly helped her hold the water bottle steady.

Although this was a small bottle of mineral water specially bought for her, the bottle was obviously a bit too big for her young hands, and it was difficult for her to grasp it with one hand.

With Zuo Yi's help, Bao'er poured a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Pippi: "Drink."

Pipi lowered her head and drank the water in the bottle cap in the blink of an eye.

Baoer poured another lid into it.

Woof woof!

At this time, Tyke, who was squatting next to the stool, raised his head and shouted.

"You want it too?"

Baoer did not ignore the foodie Tai and said quickly: "I will give you a drink right away."

Zuo Yi reminded; "Drink two more sips before giving it to Tyke."

"Um."

The little girl obediently drank two more sips, then jumped down from the stool and fed the remaining water to Tyke.

Tyke glanced at Pippi triumphantly and started drinking from the water bottle.

In fact, this guy wasn't really thirsty. With his extraordinary monster physique, he would be fine even if he didn't eat or drink for dozens of days. He just saw Bao'er feeding Pippi water affectionately, so he became jealous.

Feeling refreshed now.

Zuo Yi couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw it, but he didn't expose Foodie Tai's poor performance.

After all, it is still a three-headed dog of the abyss, so let’s give it some face.

At this moment, Zuo Yi suddenly felt something strange. He turned around and saw the stall owner next door looking curiously towards him.

When Zuo Yi's eyes met, the other party smiled awkwardly and greeted warmly: "Hello, big brother, are you bringing your daughter to practice stalls? Your daughter is really..."

He gave a thumbs up.

Zuo Yi smiled and asked: "Hello, why are you here setting up a stall? Alone?"

The stall owner next to Zuo Yi is in his twenties. He has a very honest and honest appearance. He also wears a camouflage migrant worker uniform, which gives the first impression that he works on a construction site.

On the display table in front of him, there were some antiques, Buddha statues, copper stoves, mirror plates, jades and the like scattered in a mess. The common feature was that all the objects were covered with loess, as if they had just been dug out of the ground.

came out.

The figures of migrant workers and unearthed cultural relics looked very familiar to Zuo Yi. He remembered that he had often seen them on the side of the road before, and usually there should be three or two people who acted as onlookers.

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

The migrant worker man scratched his head, gave Zuo Yi a look that said, "You can't tear yourself apart even if the situation is tough," and complained, "Brother, you don't know. It's really impossible to do business outside now."

"That Skynet is so powerful. Just a few minutes after I set up my stall, someone immediately came over to collect it, so I had to rent a stall here to make a living."

The depression on his face was very real: "It's been here for several hours today and it hasn't opened yet. I'm going to lose money for sure."

He also pointed to several stalls next to and opposite: "Look, those ones 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, some who peddle secret recipes handed down from ancestors, and even those who tell fortunes and read Feng Shui - I dare you to think that all these people who are running around on the street are driven here!

No wonder the market is so big.

After chatting with Zuo Yi for a while, the migrant worker man asked in a familiar manner: "Brother, what are you here to sell?"

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

With that said, he opened the box and took out the two inch-gold swords from inside - it was time to open the business.

The migrant worker man boasted: "Your two swords look grand, they must be expensive, right?"

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

One million...million?

The migrant worker man almost didn't even come up.

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