Li Jinfeng went to Zhao Mingcheng's house with some things.
A few pounds of fine grains, a few pounds of coarse grains, and a pound of glutinous rice noodles.
Zhao Mingcheng's mother Yi Guihua was helpless when she saw Li Jinfeng being so polite. "You said you came to my house, what are you bringing? What can I say!"
"Auntie, that's as I should! By the way, Auntie, you told me last time that Uncle Zhao knows the gatekeeper at the flea market? Can you take me there? I also want to see what I need at the flea market. I think I can save a lot of money!"
When it comes to saving money, Yi Guihua becomes full of energy.
They asked Zhao Mingcheng's father Zhao Shun to borrow a cart, and the three of them went straight to the flea market.
It is called a flea market, but it is actually similar to a garbage dump.
Everyone throws away all the unwanted stuff at the flea market.
Some of them were pulled out from some wealthy families, with things thrown away, broken and worn out.
There are good things and there are bad things too.
Li Jinfeng followed Zhao Shun and Yi Guihua and stopped at the entrance of the flea market.
The man who opened the flea market was a man in his forties or fifties, wearing a blue work suit that had been washed out.
Maybe he didn't eat well, his face was very swollen and his eyeballs were bulging.
"Old Zhao, why are you here today?" The gatekeeper came forward and asked.
"Hey, my niece is getting married. My family is poor and can't afford furniture or pots and pans. I want to come and see if there is anything here that can be used!" Zhao Shun said pitifully.
The gatekeeper looked at Li Jinfeng and smiled at her. "You're so young, and you already know how to manage a household! Go ahead and take out whatever you like. I'll give you a discount later."
Only then did Li Jinfeng realize that the things inside were not given for free.
It was also about money. After entering the flea market, she asked Zhao Shun about the prices of those things. Zhao Shun said they were very cheap, more than ten times cheaper than the new ones outside, and the most important thing was that no tickets were required.
As soon as the three of them entered the flea market, they started looking for things.
Zhao Shun and Yi Guihua didn't want anything, so they looked for it specifically for Li Jinfeng.
Old stoves, usable bowls, ladles and so on.
Li Jinfeng was searching among a pile of wooden things.
After searching for a long time, I found a throne made of rosewood, but unfortunately it was missing a leg.
Li Jinfeng pulled out the armchair and put it aside.
I found another bed board, which was also made of fine mahogany and was quite old.
Too bad I couldn't find any other supports for the bed.
Li Jinfeng picked and chose, and finally chose some valuable wood.
Li Jinfeng felt that she had made her choice and was about to leave.
Suddenly, she saw the corner and threw a few teacups.
Li Jinfeng picked up the teacup and wiped it with the cloth she carried with her. She was sure that the teacup was made of porcelain. Looking at the bottom of the porcelain, she could vaguely make out the Ru kiln. Li Jinfeng did not look closely at the remaining few words because of the thick dust.
However, judging from the body and color, it should be produced by the official kiln, otherwise it would not have such good texture.
Li Jinfeng glanced around and calmly put a few teacups into the space.
If she guessed correctly, the entire teacup, along with the teapot, should be a set.
It’s a pity that the teapot has disappeared.
Maybe it was taken away by someone, or maybe it was broken on the way here and thrown into a deserted corner.
In short, Li Jinfeng guessed that the scene seen in the flea market was just a reflection of the tip of the iceberg of those antique items.
I don’t know how many people don’t treat treasures as treasures and damage them wantonly.
Her abilities are limited, and all she can do is to properly protect the things in her hands within her limited abilities.
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