"Second-hand market? What's being sold there?" Yuanyuan asked.

Li Jinfeng had been to the flea market and the black market herself, but she had never taken the children there, so Yuanyuan didn't know.

Xiaojiu didn't know how to explain this question.

It was Tuan Tuan who spoke up again, "They're probably selling old things! For example, we can take our broken wooden basin to the flea market and sell it to others."

Yuanyuan: "I understand! But I don't need a broken wooden basin!"

Xiaojiu: "You can see if you need anything else, or if you think something looks good, just buy it!"

In the absence of professional appreciation ability, one can only sift through the sand to find the best. This is the method Xiaojiu has come up with himself.

After hearing this, Yuanyuan immediately understood the answer.

Before leaving, he asked Li Jinfeng for five dollars to buy a urinal to use in the dormitory.

The toilet in the dormitory is a public toilet and it is very far away. Yuanyuan woke up late at night because she had to pee and had to go to the toilet. It would have been great if there was a urinal.

Several children were at a flea market, pretending to pick out the things they needed.

Xiaojiu picked out a snuff bottle, Tuantuan picked up a brush washer, and as for the little girl Meimei, she took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and privately traded a small bracelet with the stall owner.

All the children spent money, and the bracelet that Meimei bought cost her five dollars.

But the little girl doesn't feel bad at all. She usually doesn't buy snacks because her family will prepare them for her, and relatives who come to her house will also buy them for her.

She saved all her money and asked Li Jinfeng to buy her drawing pencils, sketching paper, watercolors and other things.

But this does not mean that she does not love beauty. It is because she likes beautiful things that she is willing to spend so much money to buy a bracelet.

Everyone else picked up something and put it in their bags.

When it was Yuanyuan's turn, it was much more troublesome. He insisted on picking a urinal. He walked all over the flea market and finally chose a dusty "urinal" in a corner.

"this……"

"Let me see this!"

Yuanyuan and a middle-aged man spoke almost at the same time, both of them took a fancy to the "urinal".

Yuanyuan was not a polite person. She looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Do you want to snatch the urinal from me?"

Middle-aged man: "Urine, urinal?"

"That's right, urinal!" Yuanyuan said confidently.

The middle-aged man was not a great man, but he thought Yuanyuan, no, the pot he liked looked good and wanted to buy it to collect.

"Is this really a urinal?" The middle-aged man felt a little weak.

He wanted to buy some treasures to collect, not a urinal.

"If it's not a urinal, what is it?" Yuanyuan looked at him.

The stall owner was also confused. He bought this thing in the countryside and spent twenty cents on it. If it was a urinal, no one would want it, right?

"Is this really a urinal?" the middle-aged man asked again.

The more Yuanyuan looked at him, the more strange it seemed to her. "If you don't think it's a urinal, you can take it back to fill with tea, but I won't give it to you!"

He has five dollars, and his mother says he can buy a lot of things with it.

"Forget it, I don't need a urinal, so... you can take it!" said the middle-aged man.

Yuanyuan ignored him and looked at the stall owner, "Grandpa, how much is this urinal?"

The stall owner had a bitter look on his face. How come this kid is so sharp-eyed at such a young age?

"Give me one dollar!" the stall owner shouted boldly.