Broken eggshells?

Qin Huairu looked in the direction Yi Zhonghai was pointing and indeed saw some broken eggshells.

Where did the broken eggshells come from?

Their family hasn't eaten eggs in a long time, so they shouldn't have these things.

unless.

Qin Huairu suddenly realized something and turned to look at Jia Zhangshi.

"Mom, what happened to the bird eggs you brought back from catching cicadas a few days ago?"

Last time, when Jia Zhangshi went to the woods outside the city to catch cicadas, she accidentally found a nest of bird eggs. She was supposed to eat them that day, but Qin Huairu disliked Jia Zhangshi's sour and smelly socks and refused to do it.

The bird eggs were also put back in place by Jia Zhangshi.

"Hey, these aren't bird eggs! That explains why the bird's nest was on the ground!"

At this moment, Jia Zhangshi also realized what was going on. The eggs she brought last time were clearly not bird eggs, but snake eggs!

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao couldn't help but mock again: "Can't you even tell the difference between a bird's nest and a snake's nest? Jia Zhangshi, your eyes must be on your ass. Luckily, this thing was discovered early, otherwise our yard would have been in trouble!"

"Xu Damao, get out of here!" Jia Zhangshi cursed back.

Qin Huairu ignored the two of them, walked over to the pile of broken eggshells, counted them, and only after confirming that all the hatched snakes had been caught did she say to Liu Haizhong with relief, "Second Uncle, you should take these snakes away quickly, whether they are lost or killed, it's fine."

Liu Haizhong didn't say much after hearing this, and walked out with the bag in his hand.

After exchanging a few insults with Xu Damao, Jia Zhangshi quickly closed the door, changed into a new pair of trousers, and then tossed the trousers she had just worn to Qin Huairu.

"I'll wash it for you tomorrow morning. I ran into this unlucky thing so late at night."

What bad luck?

Qin Huairu was so angry she almost died when she heard that!

If Jia Zhangshi hadn't been so foolish as to mistake snake eggs for bird eggs, none of this would have happened.

If you wet your pants and ask me to wash them, then who do I ask to wash my pants when I wet them?

Although she cursed Jia Zhangshi in her heart, Qin Huairu still threw her pants into the basin.

Jia Zhangshi earned money by pulling a manure cart, while she did housework at home. This was a division of labor between the two of them. Although she was reluctant to wash Jia Zhangshi's pants, she still had to do it the next morning.

"Hey, Chen Jun, where are you going?"

Inside the courtyard, just as she was about to throw the small snake into Liu Hai's hair outside, she noticed that Chen Jun was also walking out of the courtyard.

"Oh, I'm just taking a stroll!"

Chen Jun nodded to Liu Haizhong, then strolled out the door.

stroll?

Liu Haizhong was completely bewildered. Why was he wandering around so late at night instead of sleeping?

Little did he know that there was a ghost market auction tonight, which was only held once every few months.

As Chen Jun strolled to the alley entrance, he flicked his wrist and a bicycle appeared out of thin air. He then rode the bicycle straight to the east.

Although it's called a "ghost market auction," it's actually a clandestine underground auction. The origins of the items are not questioned; some are legal, and some are illegal. If you like something, you can bid directly.

Chen Jun was also participating for the first time, so he changed his clothes halfway through the journey.

When Chen Jun arrived at his destination, he found that it was a teahouse converted from a theater. The location was quite remote, but there were already more than a dozen bicycles parked in front of it.

Two young men dressed as shop assistants were standing at the entrance, checking admission tickets.

Chen Jun took out the admission ticket he had received at the ghost market from his pocket, and the shopkeeper handed it to Chen Jun in return, giving him a small wooden plaque.

"Find your spot according to the number, don't wander off," the waiter said.

Chen Jun nodded and went inside, where he found a large stage directly in front of him with hundreds of seats below.

The first two rows consist of chairs with backrests, with a coffee table between them containing peanuts, melon seeds, and some fruit. Clearly, this was prepared for people of high status.

Chen Jun's position was on the side, but the view was quite good.

After waiting for about half an hour, dozens of people entered the teahouse one after another. The waiters began to cover the windows with black cloth, and the atmosphere in the room immediately became more lively.

"They're quite safety-conscious."

Chen Jun muttered to himself, but anyone who dares to hold a ghost market auction in a teahouse must have some connections, otherwise they would easily be spotted by the patrolling police.

"Please be quiet, everyone. The auction will begin in five minutes."

At this moment, an old man with a goatee appeared on the stage. His words only made the noise in the audience louder.

"Ahem, quiet down. Now I'll explain the auction process."

"The numbers on the wooden sign indicate the order in which people can go on stage. Everyone can come up and present. If no one bids after five minutes, please step down so the next person can go on stage..."

This is the process I'm used to.

Chen Jun raised an eyebrow in surprise. He had thought that the auction items had been pre-selected, but it turned out that the organizers didn't have anything at all. The auction participants had to provide everything themselves, and the organizers only earned a commission.

Wow, that's a good business, a sure-fire way to make money.

They could even arrange for their own people present to bid on anything they found good.

Five minutes later, the person with the number one license plate came onto the stage carrying something.

The red cloth covering the items was lifted, and the once quiet place erupted into noise again.

"Hiss, is this an enamel clock?"

"It should be. I saw a similar one at a friend's house, but it wasn't this big."

"It's really beautiful. If it's the real thing, I'd consider buying it."

The crowd below the stage murmured among themselves, while the seller on stage held up two fingers: "A royal enamel clock that came from the palace, starting bid 200 yuan, increments of 5 yuan each time!"

Good heavens!

Two hundred yuan!

The enamel clock was the first item auctioned, and surprisingly, the starting price reached two hundred dollars.

The price isn't too high; if it's the real thing, two hundred yuan is a pretty good deal.

"Can I touch it?" someone in the audience asked.

The seller nodded: "Of course, but time is limited, you can only look for two minutes."

As soon as these words were spoken, four or five people who were interested immediately went up on stage.

"Two hundred and ten yuan!"

"Two hundred and fifteen, I'll take this one."

"Two hundred and thirty! I'll bet two hundred and thirty!"

Soon, the bidding began, but Chen Jun, sitting in the audience, only squinted at the items a few times before looking away.

This enamel clock has no major problems in terms of color or workmanship; it is a very high-quality work of art. However, its drawback is that it is too new, belonging to last week's collection.

If it's genuine, it could easily sell for millions or tens of millions decades later.

"Three hundred yuan, I don't think anyone can offer a higher price than me," shouted a middle-aged man with a burly face but well-dressed.

Three hundred yuan is more than enough to buy one from last week, but it's far from enough to buy a genuine product.

"I'll bet three hundred and fifty!"

Soon, the price for middle-aged people was surpassed.

The middle-aged man's gaze turned cold, and he raised his hand again: "Three hundred and eighty yuan, I won't go any higher."

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