Mengyu felt something was wrong again: If it was a stolen vase, it was naturally stolen because of its value, so how could it be given away so easily as a partner to a flower seller?
Just in case, she put the vase wrapped in newspapers into the cloth bag hanging on her chest. In fact, she put it into the storage charm hanging on her chest.
She took the bouquet of plastic flowers to the fair, and when people didn't notice, she threw the plastic flowers wrapped in newspapers into the talisman.
What she didn't notice was that at a medicine stall not far from this stall, an old man with a goatee who was checking someone's pulse saw a very anxious look on his face when he saw her taking away the vase.
Mengyu bought a fan of pork ribs on Weishang. At this time, no one liked buying ribs, so the price of ribs was the same as pork, which was one yuan and eight yuan per catty.
The ribs are even cheaper, only 50 cents a pound, and she bought two. The total ribs and ribs cost only 12 yuan and 58 cents.
There were no plastic bags at this time, so everyone brought baskets to buy groceries. Mengyu simply bought a 50-cent basket and put the ribs and big bones in it.
I bought some vegetables, radish, mushrooms and the like for another sixty-two cents. I bought a five-pound pot of soybean oil for sixty-five yuan.
When I saw the local eggs, they were only nine cents each, so I bought twenty more for one yuan and eighty cents.
It only cost twenty-two yuan in total, and the basket was already full.
Seeing that I had almost bought enough, I planned to find a remote place and take out a bag of rice and flour from the storage talisman.
She walked into an alleyway from the fairground, took out a bag of thirty kilograms of rice from the talisman, and put it into the baggage. She held the baggage in one hand and the bamboo basket in the other.
However, as soon as he walked out of the alley, he was blocked by someone.
Looking at an old man in a Tang suit and a goatee standing in front of him, Mengyu wondered, had she guessed correctly that the vase that the middle-aged farmer gave her as a gift was stolen?
"Excuse me, why are you stopping me?"
If the middle-aged farmer were here, he would definitely recognize that this goatee was the "sir" who told him that the bottle contained evil spirits and would bring disaster to people, so the vase must be given away.
Goatee stopped Mengyu: "Little girl, take out the things you shouldn't take."
At this time, although the alley did not look like a crowd like the one on the polder, but when they saw someone making trouble, the lively Chinese people immediately surrounded it, and soon there were more than a dozen people surrounding it.
Mengyu's face was puzzled: "What shouldn't be taken?"
But I felt a little uneasy in my heart: Could it be that the middle-aged farmer-looking guy gave the bottle to transfer the dirt?
But once the thing is in her hands, she will never take it out.
After the farmer who set up the stall took the money and gave her the vase, he left in a hurry. He probably wouldn't come to expose her. Even if he exposed her, she couldn't admit it.
Moreover, if she took it out at this time, she might be accused of stealing.
Goatee looked at Mengyu: "Did you accept an antique vase from someone else today? That's not what you should accept. Take it out!"
Mengyu was startled: it was indeed the antique vase that caused the commotion.
However, how could she just hand over this antique vase that would be worth fifty million in later generations, and would cost more than two hundred million to buy in pairs?
She looked confused: "Did you recognize the wrong person? I only bought some vegetables today, but not any vases."