Chu Yao even bought a flashlight to show that she was knowledgeable.

Well, it was enough to let outsiders think that she was very knowledgeable. In fact, she felt insecure in her heart. After all, she really didn't understand these things. But she couldn't be insecure in her momentum. Thinking of this, she straightened her chest and raised her head and walked towards the ghost market with Yang Hang.

Yang Hang found Chu Yao's actions funny, but he didn't expose her because he was there with her anyway.

Chu Yao knew that the ghost market, also known as Panjiayuan in later generations, was a very famous place, and the stalls would open at midnight and disperse in the early morning, which was different from the ghost market they were in now.

Basically, you can come here as long as you have money, free time and time. There is no time limit and it is basically open 124 hours a day. Of course, as long as you find good things, then as long as you offer a suitable price to the stall owner, the thing will belong to you.

The things bought before were all in Chu Yao's small bag, which was carried by Yang Hang. Chu Yao was relaxed and observed the passers-by on the road while walking.

"Ah Hang, do you think these people just came out of the ghost market? Or are they going to the ghost market?"

"Well, why did Ayao say that?"

"Look at their pockets, aren't they bulging? And those with backpacks have their bags full too."

"It's not certain that they came from the ghost market, or went to the ghost market."

"Hahahaha, Ah Hang, you're teasing me again. If you had put away that smile on your face, I would have believed you."

"Nothing can be hidden from A-Yao. Indeed, the smiles on their faces cannot be faked."

"Yeah, let's go over and take a look."

After saying that, the two of them walked in along the same exit that the previous people had taken.

Standing at the street corner, the stalls on the left and right sides were clearly separated. Chu Yao also took a sharp look at the stalls in front. The ones on the left were displaying antique jade and the like, while the ones on the right were more mixed, with pearls, jewelry, agate, calligraphy and paintings, various types of wood, and so on.

Chu Yao and Yang Hang were dazzled by the sight before they even entered. They didn't know whether the items were real or not, but they had to admit that there were too many people setting up stalls, and there were also people squatting at the stalls to choose items. Almost the entire street was filled with stalls and a sea of ​​people.

"Ahang, why are there so many people?"

"Everyone is here to have some fun, to see if there are any good things."

"Yes, we came here with the same mentality. Ah Hang, let's go for a walk around and see if there's anything fun to do."

"good."

Chu Yao decided to start from the right and walk straight to the end, and then walk from the left from the end to the beginning.

No woman can refuse beautiful jewelry, and Chu Yao feels that she cannot refuse it either.

She squatted in front of the first stall owner and picked and chose. The stall owner just glanced at Chu Yao and went to greet other customers.

It was simply because the first stall's business was too good. There were simply too many people choosing their items, and the stall owner couldn't possibly attend to everyone. However, he had already developed a pair of sharp eyes, and any person who tried to take advantage of the situation after making their selection would be closely watched by him.

Chu Yao picked out a pair of pearl earrings, a pearl necklace, a butterfly-shaped headdress, and two green agates. After bargaining with the stall owner, she headed to the next stall with satisfaction.

Chu Yao walked around and picked and chose, and bought whatever she liked. Suddenly, she heard a loud noise coming from the front. The Chinese people's love of lively atmosphere is ingrained in their genes.

So Chu Yao and Yang Hang stood outside and watched.

The cause of the incident was very simple. A man saw an antique in the stall owner's shop. When he was about to pay for it, another man maliciously competed with him at a high price, which put the stall owner in a dilemma.

"Wang Er, this is the one I fell in love with first, so let me go."

"Hey, Mazi, you liked it first. Didn't you see I already paid the stall owner? This is already mine, don't you know?"

"So what? Whatever I like is mine. Give it to me quickly, or you'll be in trouble." Wang Er said proudly while looking at Ma Zi with a look of contempt.

Someone nearby saw Wang Er and Ma Zi acting out their love-hate relationship again, and was not surprised. They really didn't know why the two of them were not getting along and always liked to snatch the same things, which made the nearby stall owners love and hate them.

"Okay, old rules, whoever wins gets it."

"The old rules are the old rules. Who is afraid of who?"

The spectators looked at the new faces and said, "The old rule between the two is to toss a two-cent coin into the air. The one with the national emblem facing up is the winner, and the one with the wheat ear facing down is the loser."

"After all this time, these two still love to argue with each other as always. But, doesn't this indirectly prove that they have a good relationship?"

"Hahahaha, if those two heard you saying this, they might come looking for you."

The onlookers changed the subject as they talked, but they did not leave. It was obvious that they also wanted to know the final result. Chu Yao felt that as a qualified spectator, it was not appropriate for her to leave.

As the stall owner threw the coin, everyone's eyes were fixed on the coin that fell to the ground. The stall owner did not keep the suspense and directly took away his hand covering the coin, and the people around him exclaimed.

"Ma Zi, what do you think? So what if you saw it first? According to the old rules, this thing still belongs to me, so just give up."

"Hmph, you're lucky this time. I don't believe I'll let you rob me next time." After saying that, Wang Er spitted fiercely on the ground and turned away.

Everyone looked at each other, wondering why there were no other activities.

They remembered that after the old rules, there would be a fight. Could it be that this old guy Wang Er had changed his nature? Everyone speculated that Wang Er didn't know and he had already left.

Chu Yao was still enjoying the melon and was really curious about the fighting that everyone was talking about, but unfortunately neither Wang Er nor Ma Zi wanted to give everyone this opportunity.

Chu Yao continued to shop, buying anything she liked, anything novel she saw, and anything she thought was worth collecting. In the end, they gave up because they couldn't hold too many things in their hands.

Chu Yao's arrogant behavior made the stall owner feel that he had finally met a generous person, so he tried his best to deceive her, oh no, to sell his own things.

But, unfortunately, Chu Yao and Yang Hang had run out of space, and they still had half a street left to walk. Chu Yao said she would come again next time.

Chu Yao carried her small bag and Yang Hang carried a large bag. They walked leisurely towards the exit, ready to go home.

When the two walked to a small alley, they were stopped as expected.

Well, they were robbed because they spent too much money on shopping at the ghost market.