Time flies, Cy Tie and Liu Jiachao followed the silver-haired old man and walked along the moat towards the west of the city.
I thought I was just walking around at my doorstep, but I didn't expect that until the sun was over, the other party stopped in front of a small park.
Looking at the scorching sun above his head, Liu Jiachao wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and panted at the cycai: "Mr. Su, how about it? I have said a long time ago. The few steps he said were more than just a few steps.
road."
"Why, you can't stand it after just walking this path. I remember that I had to walk more than 30 kilometers in one night when I was carrying out a mission in Northern Xinjiang." Hearing Liu Jiachao's complaint, the old man with silver hair turned around and said unhappy.
As he said, he subconsciously glanced at Cyti. Seeing that Cyti looked normal, breathing smoothly, and not even sweating much, he couldn't help but feel secretly surprised.
You know, even if a person like him who exercises regularly, he can't stand it even if he walks so far and in this weather. He is a doctor and is so thin, he has nothing to do. It's really not easy.
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But he didn't care too much, but waved his hand at Liu Jiachao and frowned and said, "Okay, it's enough to give you five minutes of rest, let's continue."
"Also... continue?" Liu Jiachao almost cried.
He usually drives wherever he goes, and has walked so far away. At this time, his legs are already trembling and his toes are even more painful. If he continues to walk, he will probably not be able to go out for three days.
However, when his father-in-law asked, he did not dare to refuse. He had to smile bitterly at Su Tie, and then continued to follow the silver-haired old man and continue to walk forward.
"Dad, where are you going? If it really doesn't work, I'll call a car." Seeing the sun getting stronger, Liu Jiachao couldn't help but step forward and ask.
"Don't be old, you're old, I'm not that old yet." The old man with silver hair snorted.
Liu Jiachao nodded repeatedly and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I said the wrong thing. You are not old at all, and you are still very young."
"It's only a few steps, so there's no need to call a taxi." The old silver-haired man waved his hand, then continued to walk away with his hands behind his back,
Seeing this scene, Liu Jiachao looked speechless again, thinking that these few steps and the few steps of ordinary people are the same?
But he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to follow closely.
What surprised Liu Jiachao was that after walking about three or five hundred meters, the silver-haired old man stopped in front of an alley.
"Fresh goods market?" Looking at the old sign at the entrance of the alley, Liu Jiachao immediately looked confused.
He hurriedly ran to the silver-haired old man and said in confusion, "Dad, what are you doing here? Is there any old appliances to sell at home?"
"Can't I come here to buy something?" the old silver-haired man snorted coldly.
"What can you buy here? It's all old furniture and old appliances. Besides, if you don't have anything at home, it's a waste to buy it back." Liu Jiachao smiled bitterly and shook his head.
The old silver-haired man did not explain, but glanced around and continued to walk into the alley.
Seeing this, Liu Jiachao did not dare to ask more questions, but instead greeted Su Tie and continued to follow closely behind.
I saw the old man with silver hair walking into the alley and looked around, and every time he passed by a shop, he would go in and take a walk.
But he just looked at it, but didn't ask. The store owner asked him what he wanted, but he didn't answer, as if he was aimlessly wandering around.
Seeing this, Liu Jiachao was full of doubts, but when he saw that the old man had no intention of explaining, he did not dare to ask too much, so he had to be a good follower.
In this way, the three of Cyprus and his group entered the store. In less than half an hour, they transferred more than half of the entire fresh market.
"It's strange, why aren't there?" As there were fewer and fewer stores left, the old man with silver hair looked even more ugly.
I saw him muttering while walking, and his tone seemed very angry.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jiachao stepped forward and said in confusion: "Dad, there is nothing. What do you want to buy? I'll ask for you."
"No, I have eyes myself, I don't need you to help me." The old man with silver hair frowned.
"But……"
"Xiao Liu, don't be anxious, I know what your father-in-law wants to buy." Before Liu Jiachao finished speaking, he heard a leisurely voice suddenly coming from behind.
Looking back, an old man in red embroidered Tang suit and a handsome man walked over.
The old man looked very rich, with fair skin, round cheeks, and a pair of gold-edged reading glasses. The man next to him was about thirties and was wearing a straight suit, although
Deliberately concealed, but it is still difficult to hide the lofty posture in the expression.
Seeing these two people appear, Liu Jiachao was stunned at first, then hurriedly came forward and smiled, "Uncle Yang, such a coincidence, why are you here too?"
"Yanjing is so big, with tens of thousands of streets of all sizes and dozens of fresh goods markets. It's not that coincidental. I knew your father-in-law was coming, so I came here to see him."
The old man smiled.
He said, while scanning the old man with meaningful meaning.
The face of the silver-haired old man had already become extremely gloomy, and his sharp eyes were even more angry.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jiachao looked even more confused, thinking to himself what was going on with these two old men.
After hesitating for a while, he asked in a low voice: "How did you know that my father-in-law is coming here? Besides... what do he want to buy when he comes here?"
"He doesn't want to buy something, he wants to come and pick up the bargain." The old man named Yang chuckled.
"Uncle Yang, don't joke. What kind of leaks can you find in such a place?" Liu Jiachao said, while glanced around.
Looking at the mountains of rags in each store, Liu Jiachao shook his head.
The old man surnamed Yang looked dissatisfied. He chuckled and then suddenly took out his right hand behind him.
Looking up, he saw a purple clay pot the size of a palm was pinched in his hand.
I saw that the purple clay teapot was simple in shape, calm in color, neither bright nor greasy, and the surface was faintly like a thin mist, and it looked very beautiful.
Even though Liu Jiachao doesn't understand purple clay teapots, he can still judge that this thing is absolutely extraordinary.
"Xiao Liu, have you seen this pot picked up from these garbage dumps." Seeing Liu Jiachao's face change, the old man surnamed Yang gently stroked the lid of the purple clay pot and smiled playfully.
Seeing this scene, the old man with silver hair was even more angry. He snorted and said disdainfully: "Isn't it just that he has lost his luck? Is there anything great about it? Is it necessary to say it when you see someone?"