guile fairy

Chapter 49 Beauty Snake

Although Fu Zhaozhao wanted to reject the other party's request ruthlessly, but seeing that he looked like he was about to leave this world, he finally sighed and agreed.

Fu Zhaozhao: "First take me to the place where the masks were sold."

Qi Guanshan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, it's a small problem."

Xiaobao asked: "Where did you buy it? It's very interesting. I want to buy two of them too."

"Ghost market!"

In fact, it is said to be a ghost market, but it is not really a ghost. It refers to the vendors who gather together to set up stalls and sell antiques between three and four in the morning.

Things bought at the ghost market may be genuine or fake, and it all depends on one's own eyesight.

Qi Guanshan has a good eye, and he has bought real things several times.

He took Fu Zhaozhao and Xiaobao through the vendors in the ghost market with ease, explaining the rules here to them from time to time while walking.

"Even if you see something unpleasant to say here, don't say it. Just know it in your heart. If you say it, this ghost market will not do your business next time."

Xiaobao: "Is there such a rule?!"

Qi Guanshan hummed, his voice a little proud.

“I only found out about it after buying here several times.”

During the conversation, the three of them came to an empty stall. The vendor who had set up the stall before had disappeared, leaving only an empty stall.

Seeing this, Qi Guanshan quickly asked the vendor next to him: "Brother, where are the people who were selling things here before?"

The vendor next to him glanced at him and saw that he looked familiar, so he said, "You mean Lao Li? He hasn't been selling it for several days. I wonder if he has made enough money to quit this business."

The merchant himself smiled a little as he said that, after all, there is no such thing as too much money.

When Qi Guanshan heard this, he became anxious: "Brother, do you know where Lao Li lives? We have something urgent!"

Vendor: "Don't be ridiculous. We in this business are not allowed to ask questions like this. I see you look familiar and I won't argue with you this time. Next time, don't keep asking questions when I see people."

After saying that, the vendor ignored everyone and went about arranging the things on his stall.

Qi Guanshan was about to say something, but Xiaobao pulled his sleeve and told him to stop.

The three of them left the stall and tried to see Lao Li, who had bought the mask before, at other stalls. Unfortunately, he did not come out to set up a stall as the previous vendor said, and it was not known whether he really stopped doing this business.

Qi Guanshan sighed repeatedly, obviously he did not expect this result.

"If I had known better, I shouldn't have bought this mask in the first place." He sighed.

Fu Zhaozhao: "Even if you can't find it, the other party may not know the origin of this mask." Then she changed the topic: "By the way, do you know how to set up a stall in the ghost market?"

"What do you want to sell in the ghost market?" Xiaobao asked quickly.

Qi Guanshan seemed to have thought of something, and with a slightly complicated look in his eyes, he asked, "You don't want to sell this, do you?"

Fu Zhaozhao nodded: "Since you can't find anyone, then find someone who understands this mask."

The other two people agreed, and then couldn't help but sigh.

Qi Guanshan: "The mask has been smashed. You can't put a human skin mask there."

"Of course not, but we can make one."

"Ok?"

The next day, after paying the stall fee, Fu Zhaozhao and Qi Guanshan went to the stall where they sold masks before.

When the vendors next to them saw them coming, they thought they were going to continue asking about Lao Li. Just when they were about to give up on this idea, they saw the two of them sitting calmly behind the stall, obviously looking like they were setting up a stall. appearance. The vendor was so shocked that he couldn't help but open his mouth, "What are you trying to sell?"

Fu Zhaozhao took out the mask from his pocket and slapped it on the table without mercy.

"Sell this."

“Only sell this?!”

"Correct."

Probably thinking that there must be something wrong with them, the merchant muttered a few words and ignored them.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost market will be over.

The vendors next door sold several unspeakable things, but Fu Zhaozhao hadn't even placed an order here. To be precise, people passing by just took one look at it and left directly, obviously not interested.

Just when Qi Guanshan thought they were going to fail again today, an old man suddenly stood in front of the stall.

The other party stood firmly in front of the stall, adjusted his reading glasses, and squinted his eyes to look up and down.

After a while, she quietly said: "The mask you sell is hard to say."

Fu Zhaozhao asked: "Do you understand this, sir?"

The old man touched the few stubbles left, turned his head and said, "I can't say that I understand, but compared to you, I still understand a little bit."

Hearing what he said, Qi Guanshan quickly moved a small bench to the other party, "Sir, please elaborate."

Seeing that Qi Guanshan was so polite, the old man nodded with satisfaction, then pointed at the mask and said: "Although it's not easy to explain, the details are still very good. If the surroundings weren't too smooth, I wouldn't say no. It’s easy to make mistakes.”

Fu Zhaozhao pointed to the edge of the mask and asked, "Sir, are you referring to these places?"

The old man hummed, "Yes, it's not good to be too perfect, and you probably don't know the origin of this thing."

Qi Guanshan answered: "We know part of it, but the more specific details are not clear."

Fu Zhaozhao also cooperated by pouring a cup of tea for the old man and letting him speak slowly.

The old man took a sip of hot tea, sighed, and then slowly talked about the origin of the mask.

"Looking at the pattern, if nothing else, it should be a custom from the southwest region. You can take a look here." The old man pointed to an inconspicuous little flower under the mask.

Then he continued: "This kind of flower only existed in the ancient southwest period. Now this kind of flower has long been extinct due to various reasons."

After hearing what the old man said, Fu Zhaozhao looked at it carefully and found that there was indeed an inconspicuous little flower with layers of stamens. It was a bit beautiful if you looked closely.

Fu Zhaozhao didn't notice this flower before. When she asked someone to help carve it, she casually drew the part she saw. However, in her image, she didn't let anyone carve this flower.

So the flower was not added by her.

Fu Zhaozhao patted Qi Guanshan lightly and asked him in a low voice: "Did you ask someone to add this flower?!"

Qi Guanshan shook his head repeatedly: "I never asked anyone to add this kind of flower. I saw it when I got the mask. I thought it was you who asked someone to add it."

Fu Zhaozhao: "Who made the mask?"

"Zhang Quan."

Upon hearing this name, Fu Zhaozhao frowned and whispered: "Why is it him?!"

Just when Qi Guanshan was about to say something, the old man opposite him continued talking to himself.

In order to prevent himself from missing any useful information, he told Fu Zhaozhao that we would talk about this topic later.

(End of this chapter)