A treasure-appraisal maniac

Looking back on everything that happened at Xiaonanmen, it was really endless laughter.

After parking the car, Chen Xiang handed over a mask.

Lu Fei was extremely depressed when he saw the mask.

I think back on, I was just a rag collector.

A tricycle, dressed in tattered clothes, roaming the streets and villages of Bianliang City.

At that time, I endured countless glares, but I felt free.

I will be very happy when I make a little more.

When you get a treasure, you can be excited for days.

Nowadays, even though I am very wealthy, I still have to wear a mask even when I go to the market.

In contrast, Lu Fei preferred himself when he was collecting rags.

Experience the daily necessities of life, and feel the heat and coldness of the world. That’s what life is.

When you enter the market, you can see that the overall structure is exactly the same as last year, and the number of retail investors is also about the same.

Lu Fei even had some impressions of several retail stall owners.

It's been a long time since he visited the antique market. Lu Fei felt relaxed and happy when he saw the familiar scenes and breathed in his favorite smell.

Looking around, Lu Fei immediately got into his own rhythm and began to stride between the stalls.

This will make several ladies very worried.

"Brother Fei, please slow down."

"We are going to the market, not rushing to reincarnate, okay?"

"That's right."

"You see, people are just walking around slowly. Look carefully, what are you doing?"

"It's just perfunctory for us."

The two girls protested strongly, and Lu Fei slowed down.

"It's not that I'm fast, it's that the market is too big."

"If you stroll around slowly like they do, when will you be able to finish browsing the market?"

"I believe in your brother Fei's eyesight. I won't miss anything good." Lu Fei said.

"That's not OK!"

“We want the feeling of going shopping.”

"Does it feel good?" Song Xiaojiao protested again.

"All right!"

"Then I'll accommodate you."