The excitement in the square is comparable to that of Xiaodongmen.
Moreover, the small east gate is full of fish and dragons, and there are eyes everywhere. On the contrary, the square at this time is more pleasant to stroll around.
The two of them were strolling around, and suddenly Tao Huaying reminded Lin Zitong in a low voice:
"Miss, look at that stall."
Lin Zitong stopped and looked in the direction Tao Huaying pointed, and found a small street stall in a corner.
There are many knick-knacks on the stalls, including clay figurines, sugar paintings, small toys carved from wood, and even some small shadow puppets.
Yan Shouyi also became interested. What was sold at this stall were all folkloric things.
The three of them came to the stall. The stall owner, who was making clay figurines with his head down, raised his head involuntarily, glanced at it, then lowered his head again and said nonchalantly: "You can take whatever you like, everything is ten yuan."
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The stall owner was dressed simply, wearing a bamboo hat at night, and had a plastic bottle on hand with bulk liquor in it.
This looks a bit dangerous. No wonder the surrounding area is deserted. Although the children nearby are interested in the small toys on the stall, they dare not approach it.
Lin Zitong squatted down, picked up a small handmade rattle, shook it a few times, and couldn't help laughing.
Yan Shou looked at it and said doubtfully: "You like rattles? I'll make one for you later."
He is a descendant of Luban and a carpenter, not to mention his strong hands-on skills.
Seeing that Lin Zitong liked it, Yan Shouyi immediately decided to go back and find a piece of thunder-cracked peach wood to make the best rattle for Lin Zitong!
Lightning strikes the mahogany rattle!
Lin Zitong smiled and said: "Okay, I'm afraid you will be busy in the future."
"No matter how many rattles you want, I will make them for you," Yan Shou said, "But why rattles? They are only things that children like."
Lin Zitong shook her head and did not answer, but Tao Huaying behind her was surprised.
That rattle is of course prepared for the young master!
Doesn't the young master know that the young lady is pregnant?
Tao Huaying seemed to have discovered something, covering her mouth and not daring to make a sound.
Yan Shouyi also squatted in front of the stall, picked up one or two small gadgets and looked at them.
Whether it was a shadow puppet or a colorful sculpture of Fengxiang, Yan Shou could tell at a glance that they were purely handmade, and the craftsmanship was not bad.
Looking at the wooden rattle, it is also very delicate. I would never have been able to carve such a pattern without studying it for several years.
Gradually, Yan Shouyi's expression became serious.
The quality of the objects in this stall far exceeded his imagination. Looking at the little paper figurine in front of him, I am afraid that his craftsmanship is almost the same as that of Agong.
The people who make these gadgets have skills comparable to those of descendants of folk sects.
He held the rattle and looked up at the stall owner.
The stall owner completely ignored Yan Shouyi's gaze and kept squeezing the clay figure by himself.
At this moment, Yan Shouyi recalled that when the three of them came to the stall just now, the stall owner seemed to have glanced in the direction of Tao Huaying.
Ordinary people cannot see peach blossoms.
This stall owner is not an ordinary person.
Lin Zitong discovered another treasure: "Is this a bellyband?"
The stall owner stopped what he was doing and introduced it in a rare moment: "This is the Five Poisons Dudou."
The bellyband was red, but just a little bigger than a palm, with exquisite but weird patterns embroidered on it, which attracted Lin Zitong's attention.
The Five Poisons pattern is a folk pattern to ward off evil spirits in the Guanzhong area of Chang'an. People in Guanzhong believe that the five most poisonous animals are scorpions, snakes, toads, geckos and spiders, commonly known as the "Five Poisons".
People embroider pictures of the five poisons on children's pockets, vests, shoes and hats, etc., in accordance with the principle of "fighting poison with poison, defeating it with disgust" to restrict evil and poisonous things that harm children.
Lin Zitong immediately took out ten yuan and bought this bellyband.
Tao Huaying blinked wildly at the side. If Yan Shou discovered this detail, he might realize why Lin Zitong bought a baby bellyband, and then suspect whether Lin Zitong was pregnant.
It's a pity that Tao Huaying doesn't know Yan Shouyi well enough. She doesn't know that although her young master is smart, he is a dull man when it comes to emotions.
Lin Zitong hinted at Yan Shouyi many times at first, but it was finally when he learned that Lin Zitong was engaged that he confessed like crazy.
At this time, Yan Shouyi's attention was entirely on the stall owner.
He suddenly asked: "Excuse me, senior, what is your last name?"
The stall owner raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Shouyi, seeming to be wondering why Yan Shouyi called him "senior".
However, the stall owner did not hide anything and replied generously: "Li."
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong suddenly became quiet, and their breathing was a little heavy.
Lin Zitong put down the money, took the bellyband, and asked in a calm but uneasy voice: "Are you Senior Li Chongxi?"
This time, the stall owner's expression also changed.
He put down everything in his hands, looked at the three of them calmly, and asked, "Who are you?"
Although Lin Zitong did not answer this question, it already revealed his identity.
This person is Li Chongxi, the tombkeeper!
Li Genmiao’s father!
Yan Shouyi felt incredible. He thought it was difficult to see the tomb keeper, but he didn't expect that Li Chongxi would actually set up a stall in the square outside Qin Shihuang's mausoleum.
I searched countless times to find him, but suddenly I looked back and saw that the man was setting up a street stall in the square!
"The junior successor of Lu Ban, Yan Shouyi!" Yan Shouyi saluted quickly.
Lin Zitong didn't forget the etiquette either: "Junior, successor of Lushan Sect, Lin Zitong."
Li Chongxi glanced at Tao Huaying.
Tao Huaying took a breath and hurriedly saluted: "Although I am the ghost king, I am just a maid next to the young lady, not worthy of my name."
Li Chongxi nodded and did not react at all because of Tao Huaying's identity as the Ghost King.
He looked at Yan Shouyi: "Your grandfather Yan Baixiang and I are old friends. When he was traveling in the world, he passed by my three-acre land and had a drink with me. If it weren't for his status as a tomb keeper, he would have had a drink with me.
I’m afraid I’ll follow your grandfather to the end of the world with his sword.”
Yan Shou couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. The world is very big, but there are old friends everywhere.
Grandpa was also very proud back then.
Of course, this also provokes many enemies, such as Shijing...
"Grandpa went to Hexi last year." Yan Shouyi gave Li Chongxi an answer.
When Li Chongxi heard this, there was unconcealable regret in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted himself.
When a person lives to this age, life and death have long been decided.
He in turn comforted Yan Shouyi: "Your grandfather's life was exciting enough. I don't think he has any regrets."
"Thank you, senior, for your comfort."
"You came to see me specially?" Li Chongxi asked, "What's the matter?"