They visited several stalls one after another, and they more or less bought a few more books there.

When he walked to a stall, Huang Zhu's eyes lit up.

Because some of the things displayed at this stall look like they were brought from the demolition area.

There are many things on the stall and they are very miscellaneous.

In addition to old books, magazines, calligraphy and paintings, there are also old newspapers, movie posters, posters, old New Year pictures, stamps, old photos, and other paper items.

There are also some kerosene lamps, enamel cups, enamel fruit plates, abacus, moon cake molds, old piggy banks, some old toys and other daily necessities.

"Huang Zhu, why do the things on this street stall look more diverse than those in other places!" Jiang Yi said to Huang Zhu after seeing the things on this street stall.

"Yes! Huang Zhu, some of the things here seem to be daily necessities." Qian Fenglin also said.

"Well! There are quite a lot of varieties, and some of them are indeed daily necessities from decades ago. See if you like any of them!" Huang Zhu said to them.

Then they started to look at things in this stall.

Huang Zhu first looked at the kerosene lamps, abacus, enamel cups and other folk items, and found that these were similar to those he found in the demolition area. After all, they were all items from the same era.

While they were watching, there were other people watching here.

"Boss, how much does your kerosene lamp cost?" A man in his thirties asked the stall owner after looking at the stall for a while.

"Kerosene lamp costs 10 yuan," said the stall owner. He looked about forty years old.

"Okay, help me install it."

After the stall owner helped him install the kerosene lamp, the man paid and left.

"Boss, how much does your mooncake mold cost?" Another person asked the stall owner.

"The mold is 20 yuan. This is a mold from decades ago. It is handmade. If you look at it, there is a five-pointed star engraved on the back." The stall owner said.

"Okay, I want 20 yuan."

The stall owner packed the mold in a convenience bag, and the man paid and left with the items.

"Boss, how much does your piggy bank cost? I remember I used a piggy bank like this when I was a child." Another person asked the stall owner.

"This costs 30 yuan. It's from decades ago. Very few of this kind of porcelain have been preserved. As you know, porcelain is easy to break." The stall owner said to the man.

"Okay, I want it. You can pack it up for me and take it home to remind you of some interesting childhood memories."

This street stall owner sells these things here, and the business is still very good, maybe because there are not too many demolitions now.

The capital here is not like the small cities below. Some people are nostalgic. Such things are not expensive. It is good to buy something that you have used before and put it at home to look at it and often recall the past.
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"Boss, how much do these old photos cost?" After a while, a man who looked to be in his fifties asked the stall owner.

"There are more than 50 photos in these, one is a wedding photo from the Republic of China period, and the other is a photo of smoking during the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China period.

In addition, those are also photos from the 1950s and 1960s. The price is 80 yuan, do you want them?" the street stall owner said.

Huang Zhu heard that there was a wedding photo from the Republic of China period and a photo of smoking, so he went over to take a look.

I saw that the wedding photo was very large, much larger than the other black and white photos (general black and white photos are only a few centimeters long and wide). The photo was edge-to-edge, about 16 centimeters long and 12 centimeters wide.
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The photo was taken in a mansion. The groom looks handsome in a suit and tie. The bride looks very beautiful in a white wedding dress. The two of them stand together. They are both talented and beautiful, and they match each other very well.

Those who could take wedding photos during the Republic of China were certainly not ordinary families.

The picture of smoking a cigarette is of a very rich-looking man lying on the bed, holding a thick smoking device and smoking a cigarette, looking like he is enjoying it.

Some other photos are later and were put together from different places.

"I'll take 80 yuan. Do you have any other good things?" The man in his 50s asked the stall owner again.

"Yes, there is also a picture of a beauty. You should take a look first!" After the stall owner finished speaking, he took out a picture of a beautiful woman framed in a glass frame from a small wooden box in front of him and handed it to the man.<

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Huang Zhu also took a look at this "Beauty Picture". The frame was boxy and the length and width were about 20 centimeters. There was a beautiful woman painted inside.

The beauty wears a red flower next to her ear, and holds a round fan in front of her shoulder in her right hand. She only wears a pink bellyband, but one side of the bellyband has been pulled down, revealing her plump breasts. Below is the profile, showing her navel, showing her temptation.

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There is a stack of books on the left side of the beauty, a tea set and an open book on her right leg.

The words "Beauty Picture" are written on the upper right corner of the entire painting, and there is also a seal.

"Huang Zhu, does this beauty picture look good?" Jiang Yi asked him.

Seeing Huang Zhu looking at the beauty picture, she and Qian Fenglin also came over to take a look. Of course, others also came over to take a look.

"It's okay! It's quite tempting!" Huang Zhu said truthfully.

"Then you take a few more looks. After a while, they buy it and you won't be able to see it anymore." Qian Fenglin also said to Huang Zhu.

"It doesn't matter if you don't see it. He is a painter who can draw. Besides, this kind of painting is different. I will definitely see him again in the future." Huang Zhu said to them.

"Boss, how much does this beauty picture cost?" The man in his fifties asked the stall owner again.

"The beauty picture costs 200 yuan, mainly because the frame is expensive, and the frame is made of mahogany!" said the stall owner.

"Okay, I want this "Beauty Picture" too. If you have any other nice things, take them out and take a look!" the man said again.

"Aren't there some stamps and other things on this stall? Don't you want to take a look?" the stall owner said again.

"I don't play with stamps, and I don't know the price of stamps. I can buy some other movie posters and promotional posters. But first, take out the things you don't put on the stall and let me look at them first.

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The man in his fifties said to the street stall owner again that it seemed that he often bought things and knew that the stall owners would keep good things separately and take them out when the right opportunity comes.

"Okay, I still have two bottles of Maotai, an old wine from the 1980s. Do you want it?" The stall owner said to the man again.

"I don't drink, please bring something else out!"

"Boss, I'm drinking. How much do the two bottles of Moutai from the 1980s you just mentioned cost in total?"

Hearing that the street stall owner said that there was Maotai, an old wine, but this man in his fifties didn't want it, Huang Zhu directly took over the conversation.

"If you want two bottles, I'll give you 1,500 yuan. After all, they are aged 20 years ago," the stall owner said.

"We are talking about business. Don't interrupt us. Wait until I have finished talking to the stall owner, and then you can talk to him!" The man in his fifties said to Huang Zhu.

"I'm sorry, didn't you say you don't want to drink, so I said I'd buy a drink. You guys can continue talking and I won't bother you anymore." Huang Zhu said to the man.

Next, the stall owner took out two old marriage certificates in the style of certificates from the 1950s, and a "Peace Dove" commemorative medal.

After they agreed on the price, the transaction was completed, and the man in his fifties left, Huang Zhu began to discuss the price of the wine with the stall owner.

"Boss, I don't know if your Moutai is real wine. If it is a bottle of fake wine, no matter how much I pay, I will basically lose money." Huang Zhu said to the stall owner.

"My wine is definitely not fake. I bought it from the house of an old cadre in the demolition area, and I spent a lot of money." The stall owner said to Huang Zhu.

"It's hard to say. There are still people who make counterfeit wines. So, I will give you 800 yuan for your two bottles of wine. You can see if you can sell them. If you can, I will buy them.

800 yuan, I will buy two new bottles of Maotai, and I can still keep 100 yuan. Most people will not buy your wine at this price here."

"Okay! 800 yuan is just 800 yuan. I'll sell it to you, but I can guarantee that these two bottles of wine must be real."

After paying the street stall owner 800 yuan, the street stall owner handed him two bottles of good wine.

In fact, Huang Zhu has carefully looked at these two bottles of Moutai. Whether they are the trademarks produced by the local state-owned Moutai distillery or the sealed lids on the bottles, there is nothing wrong with them and they are still well preserved.

The wine is definitely not fake. The price the street stall owner paid for the wine must not be very expensive. Maybe he bought it cheaply from the people who demolished it. He must have made money.
Chapter completed!