Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 20. Flea Market
"Who are you?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't hear the other party's voice.He secretly wondered: he didn't have time to tell his cell phone number to the language class students in other cities, how could someone call him in Chinese?

"I'm Jin Yuan. Where are you?" A deep voice came from the phone.

"Jin Yuan?" Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help shouting loudly, "I'm here at the university. Where are you?"

"Did you see the horse in front of the main building?"

"Well, I see. You..."

"It's exactly 12 noon. See you soon." Jin Yuan hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Holding the phone, Dong Qiangqiang was confused and didn't know what medicine Jin Yuan was selling in the gourd.He looked down at his watch, it was already 11:25.The things he had eaten for breakfast had been digested before he knew it, and now his stomach was screaming with hunger.

He looked around and saw that there seemed to be a mobile phone store on a street 200 meters away. He hurried over, quickly recharged the mobile phone card, and bought a large portion at the nearby Turkish barbecue restaurant. No. [-] Roujiamo Set.

At 11:55, Dong Qiangqiang sat on a bench not far from the galloping horse statue, eating roujiamo in large mouthfuls, while paying attention to Jin Yuan's figure.

There are more beef tendons in Roujiamo, and Dong Qiangqiang eats his teeth a little.

To his surprise, Jin Yuan did not appear until 12:15.

This guy is really unreliable.While thinking about it, Dong Qiangqiang stood up, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and planned to throw the garbage in his hand into the trash can by the roadside.

When he passed a tree beside the flagstone road, someone behind the tree suddenly called out to him in a low voice: "Hey!"

Dong Qiangqiang turned his head sharply, and saw a young man wearing a peaked cap, a pair of black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and two Band-Aids on his face, carrying a backpack, leaning against a tree and waving at him.

"Jin Yuan?" Dong Qiangqiang was taken aback, and he walked to the tree in three and two steps. When he got closer, he realized that Jin Yuan's face was blue and purple, there was a blood scab under his mouth, and a scab on his neck. There are also bruises.

"You? How did you do this?" Dong Qiangqiang couldn't believe his eyes, "A fight?"

Jin Yuan snorted, did not speak, and lit a cigarette.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, Dong Qiangqiang immediately changed the subject: "I have been to the house you helped me find, but the landlord said that he did not receive the money." He paused, staring at Jin Yuan's sunglasses, as if he wanted to see the other party in Thinking, "What's going on here?"

Jin Yuan put the cigarette in his mouth, lowered his head, took out an envelope from his jacket pocket, and handed it to Dong Qiangqiang.

Dong Qiangqiang took the envelope suspiciously, opened it and asked, "What is this?"

Jin Yuan exhaled, as if making up his mind.

Dong Qiangqiang took out a stack of banknotes from the envelope: "This is?"

Jin Yuan threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it hard with his foot, looked at the ground and said slowly: "There is 4000 marks in it, it's a compensation." He turned around and left as soon as he finished speaking.

Dong Qiangqiang felt that he was the second monk and couldn't figure it out: "This... Jin Yuan, what the hell is going on?"

Jin Yuan's figure slowly disappeared at the end of the blue-gray stone road.

The other party took his own 3700 marks, saying that he didn't rent it for rent, so he had no house to live in, and now inexplicably returned him 4000 marks.What the hell is this?
Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what happened to Jin Yuan during this time. The fact was that he didn't have time to care too much. He knew in his heart: if he didn't hurry up, he would sleep on the street tonight, but he really didn't want to sleep on the train again. Station (although he didn't actually sleep in the train station on his first night).

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Lu Wei was right, Bismarck Street is really easy to find, so if you find it, you can find it four or five streets away.

Still far away, Dong Qiangqiang heard various sounds coming from the front.Accompanied by the noise, there was the hustle and bustle of the crowd and the traffic slowly moving forward.

Following the flow of people, Dong Qiangqiang walked to a small door temporarily set up in a square. The first thing that caught his eye were people of different skin colors, as well as various fruits and vegetables.

Isn't it a second-hand market?How does it feel like a farmers market.Dong Qiangqiang was a little surprised, he walked into the market.

The flea market occupies a large part of the square. After walking for a while, Dong Qiangqiang gradually walked out of the farmer's area and entered the daily necessities trading area.

He thought that foreigners would only trade some general used goods here, but he did not expect that there are all kinds of second-hand goods: in addition to all kinds of old china, old electrical appliances, old bicycles, old clothes, old wine barrels, and even old horse-drawn carriages and old cars Such a large item.And the farmer's district is literally two worlds.He looked at the scene carefully, reached out and touched it from time to time, and then chatted with the seller a few words. The more he walked, the more interesting it became.

At a corner booth, Dong Qiangqiang suddenly saw a boxy machine whose cover was covered with dirt.His eyes lit up, he immediately stepped forward, and gently wiped off the floating soil with his hands. Through the dark gray translucent cover, he could see a disc-shaped object inside, and a small rectangular box beside it. .

Seeing the black letters "REVOX" engraved on the bottom of the machine, Dong Qiangqiang immediately recognized that it was a vinyl record player.

"Is this still usable?" He didn't lift the lid rashly, but only caressed the fuselage, "How much?"

The stall owner is a bald man with a typical German face.He supported his thick lens with his hand, glanced at Dong Qiangqiang, and snorted like a mosquito: "500 marks."

Looking at the record player, he couldn't help but think of those happy times when he got together with domestic friends to listen to vinyl.What a good thing, Dong Qiangqiang thought to himself.

"Can it be cheaper?" he asked tentatively.

As if the German uncle didn't hear him, he turned away arrogantly and ignored him.

After the discussion was boring, Dong Qiangqiang turned around angrily and continued to look for people who might rent the house.

Turning to almost 17:[-] in the afternoon, the stall owners in the flea market began to close their stalls, and tourists began to walk out one after another, and the event looked like it was coming to an end.

Dong Qiangqiang walked out of the square with the crowd dejected. It seemed that he was going to spend another night at McDonald's tonight.

When he was passing by a book stand, he suddenly heard a woman on the far left say sharply in Chinese: "Chen Dahu! You broke up with me for this woman, do you still have a conscience?"

Hearing the sound, the face of the woman in a khaki windbreaker immediately appeared in Dong Qiangqiang's mind. He followed the sound and looked to the side, but his vision was blocked by a piece of green canvas wrapped outside another booth.

He walked towards the green canvas curiously, and suddenly there were two slaps in the ears, the sound was clean and crisp.

When Dong Qiangqiang stood by the green canvas, he saw Wu Xiaoxi again.

(End of this chapter)