The couple timed their exit from the space perfectly, and emerged looking completely different.
Su Ying smiled broadly as she looked at Gu Sinian's new look.
He usually dresses formally, in solid colors. Today, she had a sudden inspiration and got him a bright and eye-catching outfit. Combined with his new makeup, it gave him a unique look.
It's a bit like a rural person trying to wear city clothes—weird but funny.
Gu Sinian tugged at his clothes with obvious disdain. "Can I change into something else?"
"No. I think it looks great. I've never seen you play with me like this before, and you're not even willing to do it this once?"
It wasn't that she was unwilling, it was just a little strange. "Never mind. It's getting late, let's go."
Su Ying smiled and took Gu Sinian's hand, walking towards the black market not far away.
Seeing the little girl hurrying away, he didn't forget to remind her, "Pregnant woman, slow down."
Su Ying, who was walking briskly, suddenly stopped. "I know, you're so long-winded. Hurry up."
The two walked hand in hand toward the black market, unaware of what it would be like before they entered.
While she was still in surprise, she tugged at the man's wrist and asked, "What's going on?"
Gu Sinian didn't know what was going on either. The black market shouldn't be like this; they might have mistakenly entered another stall.
“We might have taken the wrong turn. Let’s go out and look again. Maybe we can find the black market.”
Su Ying stared wide-eyed at the dazzling array of things. What kind of paradise was this, with so many treasures?
Ignoring Gu Sinian's hand that was about to pull her away, she simply stood there and refused to move.
After pulling on Su Ying for a while without any response, the man turned to look at her and asked, "What's wrong? Are you coming or not?"
Su Ying shook her head vigorously. Leaving now would be a waste of the treasure trove she had stumbled upon.
She never expected to be so lucky one day, to be able to see so many treasures.
These things are indeed worthless in this era, but they will all be considered antiques in later generations.
These antiques would normally be treasured as cultural relics and kept in museums in Beijing.
It pained her to be sold off as a cheap commodity in Shanghai's largest black market, a commodity she was desperate to earn a living.
After the incident subsided, the authorities realized that the surviving artifacts had disappeared without a trace.
It's fate that I passed by today.
She pitifully shook Gu Sinian's arm, "I want to buy some vases to decorate the space."
I thought it was something serious, just buying a few vases, why did I have to look so pitiful?
Gu Sinian said nonchalantly, "Then let's buy it. It's just that we missed the real black market, so we won't be able to buy the supplies you want. You won't regret it?"
Regret is worthless.
What's there to regret?
Supplies can be bought anywhere, but a scene like today doesn't happen every time.
When it comes to purchasing supplies, nothing beats the allure of these antique paintings and calligraphy.
"No regrets. Let's go pick one."
Gu Sinian didn't immediately realize what this little girl was up to.
She seemed very excited. Watching her squat down in front of a vendor with a greedy look on her face, picking up those vases and stroking them with great affection, I guess she figured out the reason behind it all.
These were all antique calligraphy and paintings.
The destruction of antiques and paintings has stopped in Beijing, but the situation is quite different in Shanghai. I must have a serious talk with my father-in-law about this, otherwise the country will lose another valuable asset.
Gu Sinian was thinking about how to handle this incident. He couldn't keep an eye on his wife for a while, and she was looking at different stall owners, and she acted quickly and decisively.
In no time, the goods they couldn't take were gone. The man's lips twitched, and he stepped forward to pull Su Ying back.
"You don't need to buy so much just to decorate the space. I think you're not here to buy decorations, you're here to stock up."
He awkwardly scratched the back of his head.
He noticed so quickly that the items each vendor displayed were unusual; it seems he couldn't hide it any longer.
She was afraid that the man might suddenly decide to have the area cordoned off, and then how would she shop or make money?
These antique paintings and calligraphy are worthless now; even a few antique vases can't be exchanged for a pound of meat coupons.
In later generations, an ancient vase could be exchanged for a house in the capital.
She felt she should buy more of this great deal.
Perhaps tomorrow these antique paintings and calligraphy will be surrounded and you won't be able to buy them even if you want to.
Besides, she has space; she can make a fortune even if she just piles things up in a corner, and she can just wait for the right time.
These treasures are becoming increasingly rare.
Her path to wealth and prosperity has begun.
With these things, I can just relax and not worry about the future...
She can eat meat every day.
This trip to Shanghai wasn't a waste. We dug up Li Xiong's ancestral graves and obtained a lot of treasure. Now we've also had a stroke of luck and swept through the antique market.
"We can't move all the stuff. Go borrow a handcart."
The man had long understood the meaning behind his wife's words.
These are all experiences accumulated over this period of time.
He quickly walked up to the stall owner and tried to negotiate, "Could you let us use your cart for transporting goods?"
The stall owner hesitated for a moment. This cart was his livelihood. If this person took it and didn't return it, who would he ask for it back?
Gu Sinian has worked in criminal investigation for many years, and he can understand the stall owner's concerns just by looking at his facial expressions.
He pulled out a few ten-yuan bills from his pocket. "This should be enough to buy your cart, right?"
The stall owner nodded, "That's enough. Three are enough."
“That’s fine. Consider this money as a deposit for borrowing your cart. If the cart isn’t returned, we’ll call it a day.”
"Okay. Let's do it this way. Bring it back to me in two hours at the latest, I have to go home."
Gu Sinian asked in confusion, "So fast? Didn't we just start work?"
The stall owner said helplessly, "It's true that we just started operating. We only have three hours to set up our stall each day. If we stay out too long, the red armband-wearing staff will come to check. We have no choice but to do this."
"If there's anything else you want to buy, hurry up. Otherwise, you won't have time later, and getting caught by the red armbands could be a big or small matter."
Gu Sinian now realized that it wasn't that the Shanghai police were inactive, but rather that they were exploiting loopholes to set up stalls on the black market.
That's none of his business.
After all, it's best not to mention that I went to the black market, lest I get interrogated for ages.
Since my wife likes these antique paintings and calligraphy, I'd rather let my wife have them than let others benefit from them.
He started loading goods onto the cart, and Su Ying wanted to help, but Gu Sinian stopped her.
"Don't move. I'll do all the work. You just need to come with me to load the goods later."
"OK."
If she decided not to work, she would be free. Not long after she had hauled a cartload of goods out, the two of them, as if by unspoken agreement, found a secluded spot.
With a wave of his hand, everything went into the space, leaving only an empty cart.
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