Chapter 22 2
A few years later, they all took off the regimental uniforms they wore back, and were absorbed by the city into various corners and various industries.Only by dissecting a certain city can we find that they are indeed running from the cross-section of the city, and have walked out of thousands of different life trajectories...
The night in the city is as dead as a cemetery.The shadows of tall buildings. An owl perched on top of a utility pole. Below the owl is a side street, a collection of low house roofs. The owl seems to have discovered something and swooped down... A big net is waiting for it. Some people say that in the city, there seems to be more time to beware.This is true for people, but it is even more true for an owl that escaped from the zoo and was "caught". On the second day, in the zoo management office, two workers, a man and a woman, sat at the table. The woman knits a sweater while the man reads a newspaper. There is a mirror on the wall of this office, which is usually regarded as a certificate of award. It reads: "Selfless assistance, great contribution." The inscription in the lower corner is a "respectful gift from Longjiang Film Studio". At this time, someone knocked on the door, and without waiting for an answer, a young man pushed the door open and entered, holding a cage covered with cloth in his hand. The young man put the cage on the desk calmly. He asked politely: "I read in the evening paper that you have escaped an owl, is it this one?" Like a magician he tore off the cloth covering the cage. The two administrators, a man and a woman, walked around the cage to identify each other for a while, and the male administrator said, "Yes, yes, that's right!" The woman said: "Look at its claw, isn't the claw hook broken? A film producer needs it for a movie, because it was raised in a zoo since childhood, and it doesn't alienate people. We have already agreed to borrow it." Give it to the film studio, otherwise it wouldn't be in the paper." The man said: "No! Thank you so much! Smoking, please smoke." The young man took the cigarette, and the other party hurriedly pressed the lighter and said enthusiastically, "Sit down, please sit down! Don't stand still!" The young man sat down, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and asked in a chatty tone: "The film studio will give you a sum of money, right?" The man said: "Of course, of course. Economic awareness is important nowadays! If you want to go there, you can lend it to them for nothing! Let alone an owl, how about letting them take some shots with lions and tigers?" He looked at the female administrator again. Ask, "Really?" The woman said: "Yes, yes, the times are different. We don't want money, but it's obvious that we can't keep up with the trend of the times, it's too pedantic!" The young man said, "Then, how much will the film studio give you?" "Not much, it's only eight hundred..." the woman said, seeing the man winking at her, she stopped her mouth quickly, "I remember wrong! It's not eight hundred, it's six hundred." The young man smiled slightly, flicked the ash into the ashtray, and said slowly: "Don't you still publish in the newspaper that you will be rewarded for catching the returner?" The man said: "Yes, yes, yes, please patronize and talk, and forget about this. Xiao Liu, you should pay this comrade a reward fee!" The woman immediately opened the drawer, took out 20 yuan and a piece of paper and put it in front of the young man: "You have to write us a receipt so we can reimburse you!" The young man glanced at the money and paper, did not move, turned to look at the male administrator, and still said slowly: "Even if you said the number, six hundred! I didn't catch it and brought it to you, you six hundred Can you still get Yuan?" The young man took another drag on his cigarette and smiled again. The male and female administrators looked at each other, from the owl to the young man. The young man said: "It's obvious, I'm sending you the lost six hundred yuan, maybe eight hundred yuan, right? What kind of spirit is this? It's called picking up money. You are all eager to share the money, Right? Do whatever you want and eat what you want! There is nothing embarrassing about it, it’s normal. This is called the trend of the times. This trend is good. Otherwise, it’s called going against the trend, right? So, I don’t You go round and round, let's be honest and honest. You get so much, I only get one-twentieth, or even one-thirty or forty-fourth. Isn't this inappropriate? Comparing your hearts, if you are me, what would you think?" The two men and women were speechless for a while, staring at him in a daze. The owl is dishonest in the cage, twisting the wire with its beak. The youth burns the owl's beak with a cigarette butt. The female administrator smiled and said: "It's a little less. Twenty yuan is a little less. If you don't tell me, we both feel that we can't take it out. But this is the number set by a sentence from our leader, not the two of us." It’s up to you. Do you think it’s okay? We’ll pay our own money first, and then we’ll give you thirty, so we’ll give you fifty in total. No matter how much, we won’t dare to advance.” After she finished speaking, she took out her wallet from her pocket, took out all the money and put it on the table.He also showed the young man his empty wallet, counted the money quickly, and said to the male administrator: "There is a shortfall of thirteen yuan and eighty-two cents, Lao Li, and see if you have enough there!" The male administrator reluctantly took out his wallet, with a sullen expression on his face, and refused to say anything. "Slow!" The young man stroked his sleeves. They thought that the young man was going to use force, so they all took a step back in surprise. The young man smiled: "Don't be afraid, I just want you to see what a heavy price I paid for you!" There was a layer of gauze wrapped around his forearm. The young man said: "You want to send me away for fifty yuan? Are you coaxing me like a child? My arm was scratched by an owl! What is the price for the pain of flesh and blood? And I will also take a beloved one of mine. Pigeons are used as bait. My pigeon alone sells for at least fifty yuan at the pigeon market!" The young man stopped smiling, and with a cold face, he grabbed the male administrator's cigarette from the table, and took another one as if it was a matter of course. The woman smiled and said almost complainingly: "Comrade, please be more considerate! Ah? You also said just now that you can do what you do. But what do you tell us to do for us? You can’t eat tigers and lions, can you? We need an owl to make a movie, which is a rare thing for us! There are about forty of us, how much do you get for each of us? Fifty for you, Of course not many. But compared with us, you are quite a lot! Thanks to this owl, each of us can buy a chicken and three catties of fish, and you have fulfilled us, so don’t worry about us! In addition , how about we write a thank you letter to your unit? Ah?" The young man squinted at her, curled his mouth, and said disdainfully: "Well, you reward me with this amount, and I will write you a thank you letter in turn!" He stretched out two fingers and scissored... The woman asked: "Two... one hundred?" "Two and one add five." The man said: "Don't go too far, you are ripping off!" The young man spoke eloquently: "Extortion? This is called pay according to work, do you understand? The distribution principle of Marxism! If I hadn't made up my mind, was not afraid of sacrifice, and grasped it with wit and courage, half of you would not have it!" "Okay, well said! Marxism is also on the table!" The male administrator finally got angry, "You kid, sit here and don't move! I'll call the police station, and the police station will give you a good compliment." The man said, grabbed the phone and dialed angrily. The woman said: "Old Li, why are you doing this! Why are you doing this! Let's talk patiently, please talk patiently!" Seeing that something was wrong, the young man stood up quickly while they were unaware, picked up the cage and walked out, saying as he walked, "I let him go. If you have the ability, catch it yourself. Goodbye!" A man and a woman chased out, and the young man had already run away. The young man turned his head and saw that no one was chasing him, so he slowed down and cursed: "You bitch, that's unreasonable!" He lowered the cage, ripped the camouflage gauze off his arm, and stuffed it into the trash. The owl glared at him from its cage.
On the second day at the free market, the owl has turned into a stuffed statue and is held in one hand of the young man. The young man shouted loudly: "Hey! Whoever buys it will buy it. Yesterday was still alive. Today, death is like life, and it is only after birth! Enrich the fun of family art and advocate a new trend of life! Cheap sale, 200 yuan! Unique! The art is finely crafted and has long-lasting aesthetic value..." A man who looked like a middle-aged intellectual followed him to watch. The young man said: "Do you want to buy? I see that you are an artist! If you want to buy, we can bargain. Painter? It must be Qi Baishi's shrimp, Huang Zhou's donkey, Xu Beihong's horse, you painted an owl Now that you are home, you will be a master in the future!" The middle-aged man said: "You flattered me. I am a biology teacher in middle school, and this is a good biological specimen." The young man said: "Of course, pay for it!" "How about something cheaper?" "It's easy to negotiate, support the cause of education, you pay back the price!" "Sixty yuan." "Go, go, let's cool down! This man, his nose is on his face!" The middle-aged man left sadly. Commentary by two women in their fifties. "Two hundred, a month's salary, someone who is passing by will buy that stuff." "That's right! The old man thinks it's unlucky, and the child must be afraid. It's not right to put it in the kitchen. It's not right to put it in the bedroom. It can see the couple on the bed with the light off! Look at those eyes, He stares viciously, as if he has a deep hatred with others, can he put it in the living room?" "Besides, I don't have a living room at home." The young man glared at them angrily: "What are you talking about?" They quickly pulled each other away. "Hey, owl seller, stand up!" The young man stopped immediately, and the one who called him back was Xu Hark, who was already a clothing stall owner. With a snow-white collar and a tie, he looked like a gentleman at all, rather than a trainer. There is a large stack of "Clothing" magazines on the clothing stall, with a piece of red paper on it, which says: "Buy a piece of clothing, get a free issue of the magazine." For yellow!" Tsui Hark said, "Come here!" The young man held the specimen in both hands, as if he was holding the last crown left in the world, and immediately bumped past. Tsui Hark examined the specimen with a researching look: "Not expensive, not expensive." The young man said: "There are so many Chinese people, and no one knows what to buy. If you are willing to buy, we can still bargain." Xu Ke rolled his eyes at him: "What's the price? Do you think I can't afford two hundred yuan?" "Brother, then you can buy it! Put it on the top of the bookshelf, and there are guests at home, it seems that you have more aesthetic taste, how much..." "Stop fooling around with me!" Tsui Hark took out a large black leather money clip from his pocket, unzipped it, took out two hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to the young man without hesitation. The young man took the money and was about to turn around and walk away when he suddenly heard a shout: "Slow down!" The stall owner of another clothing stall opposite Tsui Hark's stall walked out of his own stall, straddled his shoulders, slapped the young man on the shoulder, and said with ignorance: " Don't sell him, sell it to me!" "That's no way, I've already taken his money!" The short and fat stall owner said: "If you take it, return it to him. I'll buy it from you for 250 yuan!" A seller of peanuts and melon seeds said to the fruit seller: "Look, the two deadly rivals are fighting each other again, there's something to watch!" The fruit seller said: "Is my colleague an enemy!" The young man said to the chunky stall owner, "Are you kidding me?" "Bullshit!" said the dumpy stall owner, "Are you kidding me?" He took out a wad of money from his pocket, less than one thousand, but enough for eight hundred, like poker oil , stared at the young man without blinking, and quickly threw five fifty-yuan bills on Tsui Hark's booth. When the young man saw it, he eagerly said to Tsui Hark: "Don't be offended, buddy, I won't sell it to you, but to him! If I can sell it for fifty yuan more, I won't do it. I won't be a fool!" He took out the two hundred yuan already in his pocket, put it on the bed, grabbed the money thrown by the short and fat stall owner with one hand, and pointed at the specimen with the other, "It's yours!" The short and fat stall owner looked at Tsui Hark, smiled triumphantly, and stretched out his hands to hold the specimen. Xu Ke stretched out his arms to block him, and looked at the young man with a slight smile: "If he gave you fifty yuan more than me, you wouldn't sell it to me, but you would sell it to him again? Then, if I give you fifty yuan more than him, you Who are you willing to sell it to?" The young man was taken aback, and asked suspiciously, "You keep your word?" Tsui Hark took out his black wallet again.With two fingers, he took out two fifty-yuan bills and pressed them on the two hundred-yuan bills that the young man had just returned. The young man said to the short and fat stall owner: "Brother, I'm sorry too?" He stuffed the money he had just grabbed into the stall owner's pocket, and grabbed Tsui Hark's money. The short and fat stall owner grabbed the young man's wrist: "I'll add another ten yuan!" Tsui Hark said, "I'll add ten yuan too!" The youth looked at this and that, and it was even more embarrassing. Tsui Hark said: "Don't be embarrassing, if I were you, I would sell it to whoever bids higher!" Some men and women stopped and watched silently. The short and fat stall owner stopped talking, stared at Tsui Hark, and slapped ten yuan on the table again. Not to be outdone, Tsui Hark stared at the other party, and still slapped money on the table. They stared at each other, one by one, and they kept slapping money on the bed. Between them was the owl, whose eyes seemed to shoot fierce hatred. Finally, the chunky stall owner only had a piece of "Great Unity" left in his hand. His face became very ugly, he let out a threatening snort from his nostrils, and said bitterly: "Men are not interested in playing with you anymore!" Randomly grabbed the pile of money that belonged to him, stuffed it into his pocket, turned around and left the crowd, walked back and collected the bed, took the bed and pedaled away. Tsui Hark clasped his fists to the onlookers: "Let's go, let's go, we're just entertaining, what's so exciting? Don't interfere with my business!" The onlookers stayed on, all staring at the pile of money on the stall bed with complicated eyes. The young man also stared intently at the pile of money, his eyes straightened. Tsui Hark said: "Why are you standing there? The pile of money is yours, take it away, take it away!" The young man woke up from a dream, like a tiger pouncing on a sheep, afraid of being robbed, he rushed forward, leaned on the pile of money, and put the money under him into his pocket one by one. The various gazes of the onlookers, many of them jealous. The young man got up and left. "stop!" The young man stopped and looked back at Tsui Hark. "Just leave like this? I bought your thing for several times more than the original price, without even saying thank you?" The young man quickly turned around and said reverently, "Brother, I bow to you!" He bent his waist deeply and made a ninety-degree bow. Tsui Hark said, "That's about the same. Please go ahead!" The young man hurried away with one hand on his pocket. The onlookers gradually dispersed.Tsui Hark's booth was also quiet for a while. He squinted at the owl stupidly, as if admiring it, as if studying it, as if finding fault with it, as if resenting it, cursing it. Confusion, bewilderment, emptiness, loss, and some inner emotions that are hard to explain clearly appeared in his eyes. A delicate voice came: "Brother, I'm back!" The well-dressed Xiaojun in his early twenties stood in front of him. Tsui Hark asked, "Have a perm, why have you been here for so long?" Xiaojun said: "There are so many people." Turning his head in front of him, he asked again: "Do you like it?" Tsui Hark said sullenly, "Well, it's okay." "How can I call it okay? Is it good-looking or not?" Tsui Hark said gloomily, "It's pretty." "Brother, what's the matter with you? You look like the old society! It makes people feel uneasy... Are you angry with me again?" "I'm not angry with you, it has nothing to do with you." Xiaojun pouted at the stuffed owl: "You bought it?" "Ok." "Why did you buy this thing with two hundred yuan? Take it home and the uncle will scold you again." Tsui Hark said, "It's more than two hundred, maybe it cost a thousand." Xiaojun opened his mouth wide in surprise. Tsui Hark found that almost all the "Trade Lords" were looking at them, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he whispered, "Do you want to dance?" Xiaojun suddenly smiled: "I want to!" "That... the old place! I'll go first and wait for you there. You close the stall and go right away." "OK!" Tsui Hark sighed: "The world is so big, only you can give me some emotional comfort." Xiaojun said: "Others want to give, I have to give in!" Tsui Hark patted her hand on the bed, turned around and left. Xiaojun saw the owl and said, "Brother, this thing..." "You take it back for me." "Tell me to hold it..." Xiaojun stretched out his hand to touch it, and quickly retracted it, as if he was afraid of biting his hand. In the evening, Tsui Hark sat alone in a corner of the well-lit dance hall, drinking with a cup, watching Xiaojun dance intently. Xiaojun writhed with disco rhythm alone, she writhed beautifully and was full of youthful vigor. At a table, two young people were attracted by her, and they said: "That girl is pretty hot, isn't she?" "A natural stunner." "Look at our buddy's tricks." The man said and stood up. "Don't be impulsive, master..." Another person raised his chin towards Tsui Hark. "He, I've seen him before. Isn't he just a stall in the market? Are you afraid of him?" "Don't underestimate him, he is one of the best in the city's clothing stalls... If you annoy him, we will never have any clothing business." "Oh? What's his name?" "Xu Hark. Everyone on the road calls him Master Xu." The young man showed a respectful look, and sat down slowly again. Tsui Hark, who drinks alone, seems to have found a good feeling in this kind of place.A majestic and inviolable posture. From time to time, people raised glasses to him from all directions. He also raised his glass frequently in return. Xiaojun twisted up to him, gently snatched his cup, put it on the table, took his hands, pulled him up, twisted his waist, and dragged him to the center of the dance floor. He also writhed with the girl, although the movements were not very good, but he seemed quite confident. He wiggles, wiggles...
The night in the city is as dead as a cemetery.The shadows of tall buildings. An owl perched on top of a utility pole. Below the owl is a side street, a collection of low house roofs. The owl seems to have discovered something and swooped down... A big net is waiting for it. Some people say that in the city, there seems to be more time to beware.This is true for people, but it is even more true for an owl that escaped from the zoo and was "caught". On the second day, in the zoo management office, two workers, a man and a woman, sat at the table. The woman knits a sweater while the man reads a newspaper. There is a mirror on the wall of this office, which is usually regarded as a certificate of award. It reads: "Selfless assistance, great contribution." The inscription in the lower corner is a "respectful gift from Longjiang Film Studio". At this time, someone knocked on the door, and without waiting for an answer, a young man pushed the door open and entered, holding a cage covered with cloth in his hand. The young man put the cage on the desk calmly. He asked politely: "I read in the evening paper that you have escaped an owl, is it this one?" Like a magician he tore off the cloth covering the cage. The two administrators, a man and a woman, walked around the cage to identify each other for a while, and the male administrator said, "Yes, yes, that's right!" The woman said: "Look at its claw, isn't the claw hook broken? A film producer needs it for a movie, because it was raised in a zoo since childhood, and it doesn't alienate people. We have already agreed to borrow it." Give it to the film studio, otherwise it wouldn't be in the paper." The man said: "No! Thank you so much! Smoking, please smoke." The young man took the cigarette, and the other party hurriedly pressed the lighter and said enthusiastically, "Sit down, please sit down! Don't stand still!" The young man sat down, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and asked in a chatty tone: "The film studio will give you a sum of money, right?" The man said: "Of course, of course. Economic awareness is important nowadays! If you want to go there, you can lend it to them for nothing! Let alone an owl, how about letting them take some shots with lions and tigers?" He looked at the female administrator again. Ask, "Really?" The woman said: "Yes, yes, the times are different. We don't want money, but it's obvious that we can't keep up with the trend of the times, it's too pedantic!" The young man said, "Then, how much will the film studio give you?" "Not much, it's only eight hundred..." the woman said, seeing the man winking at her, she stopped her mouth quickly, "I remember wrong! It's not eight hundred, it's six hundred." The young man smiled slightly, flicked the ash into the ashtray, and said slowly: "Don't you still publish in the newspaper that you will be rewarded for catching the returner?" The man said: "Yes, yes, yes, please patronize and talk, and forget about this. Xiao Liu, you should pay this comrade a reward fee!" The woman immediately opened the drawer, took out 20 yuan and a piece of paper and put it in front of the young man: "You have to write us a receipt so we can reimburse you!" The young man glanced at the money and paper, did not move, turned to look at the male administrator, and still said slowly: "Even if you said the number, six hundred! I didn't catch it and brought it to you, you six hundred Can you still get Yuan?" The young man took another drag on his cigarette and smiled again. The male and female administrators looked at each other, from the owl to the young man. The young man said: "It's obvious, I'm sending you the lost six hundred yuan, maybe eight hundred yuan, right? What kind of spirit is this? It's called picking up money. You are all eager to share the money, Right? Do whatever you want and eat what you want! There is nothing embarrassing about it, it’s normal. This is called the trend of the times. This trend is good. Otherwise, it’s called going against the trend, right? So, I don’t You go round and round, let's be honest and honest. You get so much, I only get one-twentieth, or even one-thirty or forty-fourth. Isn't this inappropriate? Comparing your hearts, if you are me, what would you think?" The two men and women were speechless for a while, staring at him in a daze. The owl is dishonest in the cage, twisting the wire with its beak. The youth burns the owl's beak with a cigarette butt. The female administrator smiled and said: "It's a little less. Twenty yuan is a little less. If you don't tell me, we both feel that we can't take it out. But this is the number set by a sentence from our leader, not the two of us." It’s up to you. Do you think it’s okay? We’ll pay our own money first, and then we’ll give you thirty, so we’ll give you fifty in total. No matter how much, we won’t dare to advance.” After she finished speaking, she took out her wallet from her pocket, took out all the money and put it on the table.He also showed the young man his empty wallet, counted the money quickly, and said to the male administrator: "There is a shortfall of thirteen yuan and eighty-two cents, Lao Li, and see if you have enough there!" The male administrator reluctantly took out his wallet, with a sullen expression on his face, and refused to say anything. "Slow!" The young man stroked his sleeves. They thought that the young man was going to use force, so they all took a step back in surprise. The young man smiled: "Don't be afraid, I just want you to see what a heavy price I paid for you!" There was a layer of gauze wrapped around his forearm. The young man said: "You want to send me away for fifty yuan? Are you coaxing me like a child? My arm was scratched by an owl! What is the price for the pain of flesh and blood? And I will also take a beloved one of mine. Pigeons are used as bait. My pigeon alone sells for at least fifty yuan at the pigeon market!" The young man stopped smiling, and with a cold face, he grabbed the male administrator's cigarette from the table, and took another one as if it was a matter of course. The woman smiled and said almost complainingly: "Comrade, please be more considerate! Ah? You also said just now that you can do what you do. But what do you tell us to do for us? You can’t eat tigers and lions, can you? We need an owl to make a movie, which is a rare thing for us! There are about forty of us, how much do you get for each of us? Fifty for you, Of course not many. But compared with us, you are quite a lot! Thanks to this owl, each of us can buy a chicken and three catties of fish, and you have fulfilled us, so don’t worry about us! In addition , how about we write a thank you letter to your unit? Ah?" The young man squinted at her, curled his mouth, and said disdainfully: "Well, you reward me with this amount, and I will write you a thank you letter in turn!" He stretched out two fingers and scissored... The woman asked: "Two... one hundred?" "Two and one add five." The man said: "Don't go too far, you are ripping off!" The young man spoke eloquently: "Extortion? This is called pay according to work, do you understand? The distribution principle of Marxism! If I hadn't made up my mind, was not afraid of sacrifice, and grasped it with wit and courage, half of you would not have it!" "Okay, well said! Marxism is also on the table!" The male administrator finally got angry, "You kid, sit here and don't move! I'll call the police station, and the police station will give you a good compliment." The man said, grabbed the phone and dialed angrily. The woman said: "Old Li, why are you doing this! Why are you doing this! Let's talk patiently, please talk patiently!" Seeing that something was wrong, the young man stood up quickly while they were unaware, picked up the cage and walked out, saying as he walked, "I let him go. If you have the ability, catch it yourself. Goodbye!" A man and a woman chased out, and the young man had already run away. The young man turned his head and saw that no one was chasing him, so he slowed down and cursed: "You bitch, that's unreasonable!" He lowered the cage, ripped the camouflage gauze off his arm, and stuffed it into the trash. The owl glared at him from its cage.
On the second day at the free market, the owl has turned into a stuffed statue and is held in one hand of the young man. The young man shouted loudly: "Hey! Whoever buys it will buy it. Yesterday was still alive. Today, death is like life, and it is only after birth! Enrich the fun of family art and advocate a new trend of life! Cheap sale, 200 yuan! Unique! The art is finely crafted and has long-lasting aesthetic value..." A man who looked like a middle-aged intellectual followed him to watch. The young man said: "Do you want to buy? I see that you are an artist! If you want to buy, we can bargain. Painter? It must be Qi Baishi's shrimp, Huang Zhou's donkey, Xu Beihong's horse, you painted an owl Now that you are home, you will be a master in the future!" The middle-aged man said: "You flattered me. I am a biology teacher in middle school, and this is a good biological specimen." The young man said: "Of course, pay for it!" "How about something cheaper?" "It's easy to negotiate, support the cause of education, you pay back the price!" "Sixty yuan." "Go, go, let's cool down! This man, his nose is on his face!" The middle-aged man left sadly. Commentary by two women in their fifties. "Two hundred, a month's salary, someone who is passing by will buy that stuff." "That's right! The old man thinks it's unlucky, and the child must be afraid. It's not right to put it in the kitchen. It's not right to put it in the bedroom. It can see the couple on the bed with the light off! Look at those eyes, He stares viciously, as if he has a deep hatred with others, can he put it in the living room?" "Besides, I don't have a living room at home." The young man glared at them angrily: "What are you talking about?" They quickly pulled each other away. "Hey, owl seller, stand up!" The young man stopped immediately, and the one who called him back was Xu Hark, who was already a clothing stall owner. With a snow-white collar and a tie, he looked like a gentleman at all, rather than a trainer. There is a large stack of "Clothing" magazines on the clothing stall, with a piece of red paper on it, which says: "Buy a piece of clothing, get a free issue of the magazine." For yellow!" Tsui Hark said, "Come here!" The young man held the specimen in both hands, as if he was holding the last crown left in the world, and immediately bumped past. Tsui Hark examined the specimen with a researching look: "Not expensive, not expensive." The young man said: "There are so many Chinese people, and no one knows what to buy. If you are willing to buy, we can still bargain." Xu Ke rolled his eyes at him: "What's the price? Do you think I can't afford two hundred yuan?" "Brother, then you can buy it! Put it on the top of the bookshelf, and there are guests at home, it seems that you have more aesthetic taste, how much..." "Stop fooling around with me!" Tsui Hark took out a large black leather money clip from his pocket, unzipped it, took out two hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to the young man without hesitation. The young man took the money and was about to turn around and walk away when he suddenly heard a shout: "Slow down!" The stall owner of another clothing stall opposite Tsui Hark's stall walked out of his own stall, straddled his shoulders, slapped the young man on the shoulder, and said with ignorance: " Don't sell him, sell it to me!" "That's no way, I've already taken his money!" The short and fat stall owner said: "If you take it, return it to him. I'll buy it from you for 250 yuan!" A seller of peanuts and melon seeds said to the fruit seller: "Look, the two deadly rivals are fighting each other again, there's something to watch!" The fruit seller said: "Is my colleague an enemy!" The young man said to the chunky stall owner, "Are you kidding me?" "Bullshit!" said the dumpy stall owner, "Are you kidding me?" He took out a wad of money from his pocket, less than one thousand, but enough for eight hundred, like poker oil , stared at the young man without blinking, and quickly threw five fifty-yuan bills on Tsui Hark's booth. When the young man saw it, he eagerly said to Tsui Hark: "Don't be offended, buddy, I won't sell it to you, but to him! If I can sell it for fifty yuan more, I won't do it. I won't be a fool!" He took out the two hundred yuan already in his pocket, put it on the bed, grabbed the money thrown by the short and fat stall owner with one hand, and pointed at the specimen with the other, "It's yours!" The short and fat stall owner looked at Tsui Hark, smiled triumphantly, and stretched out his hands to hold the specimen. Xu Ke stretched out his arms to block him, and looked at the young man with a slight smile: "If he gave you fifty yuan more than me, you wouldn't sell it to me, but you would sell it to him again? Then, if I give you fifty yuan more than him, you Who are you willing to sell it to?" The young man was taken aback, and asked suspiciously, "You keep your word?" Tsui Hark took out his black wallet again.With two fingers, he took out two fifty-yuan bills and pressed them on the two hundred-yuan bills that the young man had just returned. The young man said to the short and fat stall owner: "Brother, I'm sorry too?" He stuffed the money he had just grabbed into the stall owner's pocket, and grabbed Tsui Hark's money. The short and fat stall owner grabbed the young man's wrist: "I'll add another ten yuan!" Tsui Hark said, "I'll add ten yuan too!" The youth looked at this and that, and it was even more embarrassing. Tsui Hark said: "Don't be embarrassing, if I were you, I would sell it to whoever bids higher!" Some men and women stopped and watched silently. The short and fat stall owner stopped talking, stared at Tsui Hark, and slapped ten yuan on the table again. Not to be outdone, Tsui Hark stared at the other party, and still slapped money on the table. They stared at each other, one by one, and they kept slapping money on the bed. Between them was the owl, whose eyes seemed to shoot fierce hatred. Finally, the chunky stall owner only had a piece of "Great Unity" left in his hand. His face became very ugly, he let out a threatening snort from his nostrils, and said bitterly: "Men are not interested in playing with you anymore!" Randomly grabbed the pile of money that belonged to him, stuffed it into his pocket, turned around and left the crowd, walked back and collected the bed, took the bed and pedaled away. Tsui Hark clasped his fists to the onlookers: "Let's go, let's go, we're just entertaining, what's so exciting? Don't interfere with my business!" The onlookers stayed on, all staring at the pile of money on the stall bed with complicated eyes. The young man also stared intently at the pile of money, his eyes straightened. Tsui Hark said: "Why are you standing there? The pile of money is yours, take it away, take it away!" The young man woke up from a dream, like a tiger pouncing on a sheep, afraid of being robbed, he rushed forward, leaned on the pile of money, and put the money under him into his pocket one by one. The various gazes of the onlookers, many of them jealous. The young man got up and left. "stop!" The young man stopped and looked back at Tsui Hark. "Just leave like this? I bought your thing for several times more than the original price, without even saying thank you?" The young man quickly turned around and said reverently, "Brother, I bow to you!" He bent his waist deeply and made a ninety-degree bow. Tsui Hark said, "That's about the same. Please go ahead!" The young man hurried away with one hand on his pocket. The onlookers gradually dispersed.Tsui Hark's booth was also quiet for a while. He squinted at the owl stupidly, as if admiring it, as if studying it, as if finding fault with it, as if resenting it, cursing it. Confusion, bewilderment, emptiness, loss, and some inner emotions that are hard to explain clearly appeared in his eyes. A delicate voice came: "Brother, I'm back!" The well-dressed Xiaojun in his early twenties stood in front of him. Tsui Hark asked, "Have a perm, why have you been here for so long?" Xiaojun said: "There are so many people." Turning his head in front of him, he asked again: "Do you like it?" Tsui Hark said sullenly, "Well, it's okay." "How can I call it okay? Is it good-looking or not?" Tsui Hark said gloomily, "It's pretty." "Brother, what's the matter with you? You look like the old society! It makes people feel uneasy... Are you angry with me again?" "I'm not angry with you, it has nothing to do with you." Xiaojun pouted at the stuffed owl: "You bought it?" "Ok." "Why did you buy this thing with two hundred yuan? Take it home and the uncle will scold you again." Tsui Hark said, "It's more than two hundred, maybe it cost a thousand." Xiaojun opened his mouth wide in surprise. Tsui Hark found that almost all the "Trade Lords" were looking at them, and he felt a little uncomfortable, so he whispered, "Do you want to dance?" Xiaojun suddenly smiled: "I want to!" "That... the old place! I'll go first and wait for you there. You close the stall and go right away." "OK!" Tsui Hark sighed: "The world is so big, only you can give me some emotional comfort." Xiaojun said: "Others want to give, I have to give in!" Tsui Hark patted her hand on the bed, turned around and left. Xiaojun saw the owl and said, "Brother, this thing..." "You take it back for me." "Tell me to hold it..." Xiaojun stretched out his hand to touch it, and quickly retracted it, as if he was afraid of biting his hand. In the evening, Tsui Hark sat alone in a corner of the well-lit dance hall, drinking with a cup, watching Xiaojun dance intently. Xiaojun writhed with disco rhythm alone, she writhed beautifully and was full of youthful vigor. At a table, two young people were attracted by her, and they said: "That girl is pretty hot, isn't she?" "A natural stunner." "Look at our buddy's tricks." The man said and stood up. "Don't be impulsive, master..." Another person raised his chin towards Tsui Hark. "He, I've seen him before. Isn't he just a stall in the market? Are you afraid of him?" "Don't underestimate him, he is one of the best in the city's clothing stalls... If you annoy him, we will never have any clothing business." "Oh? What's his name?" "Xu Hark. Everyone on the road calls him Master Xu." The young man showed a respectful look, and sat down slowly again. Tsui Hark, who drinks alone, seems to have found a good feeling in this kind of place.A majestic and inviolable posture. From time to time, people raised glasses to him from all directions. He also raised his glass frequently in return. Xiaojun twisted up to him, gently snatched his cup, put it on the table, took his hands, pulled him up, twisted his waist, and dragged him to the center of the dance floor. He also writhed with the girl, although the movements were not very good, but he seemed quite confident. He wiggles, wiggles...