After leaving the People's Hotel, Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo politely declined Sun Youmin's request to accompany them for a walk.
Counting the date, Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo set off on the sixth day of the first lunar month.
Including the time spent on the road, only a short week, or seven days, has passed.
The festive atmosphere is still strong all around, especially since the Lantern Festival is just two days away. Even strangers will say Happy New Year when they meet.
"Brother Jianguo, should we..." Li Jinfeng blinked, and there was a hint of intention to do something bad in her eyes.
Lu Jianguo understood immediately, and couldn't help but curl his lips. "Want to go to the black market and the flea market?"
Li Jinfeng nodded heavily, "Yes!"
It is still a special period now, and antiques, calligraphy and paintings are the least valuable.
In addition, the Lantern Festival is just a few days away, so there must be many people who want to exchange things on the black market to get some money or tickets to celebrate the Lantern Festival.
"us……"
"I know, wait for me for a moment!" Li Jinfeng said to Lu Jianguo.
After saying that, she rushed to the nearby public toilet.
This time is really good. There are not many people hanging around outside, and there is no so-called surveillance.
In the public toilet, Li Jinfeng took out old clothes and sacks from the space.
When he came out again, he handed his old clothes to Lu Jianguo: "Go change! Put some of this on your face."
Jiang Weimin was handed a box of vanishing cream, but it was filled with soot from cooking pots. Once he put it on, no one would be able to recognize who he was.
Once they put on old clothes, old scarves and dog-skin hats, Lu Jianguo and Li Jinfeng's temperament changed instantly.
The two of them went to the flea market first.
At this time, there are many old calligraphy and paintings and old cultural relics in the flea market. If you are lucky, some things will be preserved intact. If you are unlucky, even calligraphy and paintings by famous artists will become countless fragments.
And at this time, it is impossible for Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo to take these things out.
So Li Jinfeng asked Lu Jianguo to choose some broken furniture or broken kettles, in short, things that could be used in life.
As for herself, she was looking for books, calligraphy and paintings inside.
After working for an hour or so, Li Jinfeng had unknowingly collected a lot of calligraphy and paintings into the space.
While she was busy, Lu Jianguo also selected a lot of things, including a small wooden cabinet that was half a person's height, but the wood of the cabinet was huanghuali.
Lu Jianguo had been exposed to those things since he was a child, and he knew at a glance that the wooden cabinet was not made of ordinary wood.
"Serve the people! Hello comrade, can we buy these things and keep them at home? We are working class and have just arrived in the big city. We don't have extra money to buy furniture." Li Jinfeng said to the old comrade who was in charge of this.
"Long live the proletariat! No problem!"
Although the old comrade gave a positive answer, he still checked carefully. After confirming that there was nothing that could not be taken away, he asked Lu Jianguo and Li Jinfeng to weigh it.
Things in the flea market are also called junk, so they are sold very cheaply.
It only costs a few cents per pound, and after packing up all the things, it won’t cost more than a few dollars.
Because Li Jinfeng took the calligraphy and painting, she paid the staff one dollar more than the original price.
Because of this, they also borrowed an extra cart from Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo.
All the things they bought were taken away on a cart, and Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo went to a deserted place.
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