There were all kinds of strange items in the ghost market. Along the way, Wang Xuejiao hated herself for having only a pair of eyes. She couldn't see everything, so as she walked, her hand left Jiang Shan's hand and gradually became the two of them looking at each other. After a while, the two of them parted ways.
After seeing Wang Xuejiao's figure being drowned by the crowd, Jiang Shan quickly turned around and walked towards a relatively deserted stall. It was unknown what Jiang Shan said to the stall owner, but the stall owner took out a lot of things from a small box behind him and began to introduce them to Young Master Jiang. Finally, Jiang Shan took out the two new phones from his pocket and handed them to the stall owner. The stall owner took them and opened the back cover of the phone. He put a chip-like thing on it and handed one to Jiang Shan. He took one and explained how to use it. Jiang Shan put away his phone and continued to chat with the stall owner for a while. Then, he took a few small things from the stall owner and put them in his pocket to pay. After thinking that there was nothing else to buy for the time being, she got up and went to look for Wang Xuejiao.
After walking a few steps back, he saw a stall selling all kinds of decorative knives. Jiang Shan stopped and looked at it for a while. When the stall owner saw that someone was here, he immediately introduced them, saying that this was a sword and that was a saber. Jiang Shan wasn't interested in those swords and sabers, but he carefully looked at the darts on a red cloth. When the stall owner saw this, he said," I can tell that you're a knowledgeable person. Those knives and swords are all inferior imitations. They're not interesting. These darts are more practical." Look, these are the legendary darts. These throwing knives are imitations of Little Li's throwing knives. These are Willow Dart, these are Death's Door Nails, these are Japanese darts... It can be used for self-defense when you have something to do.”
Jiang Shan took the various darts introduced by the stall owner and weighed them in his hand. Then, he said to the stall owner,"What kind of equipment does this throwing knife have? It can't be done just by casually putting it in your pocket, right?”
When the stall owner heard this, he hurriedly bent down and took out two leather goods to pass to Jiang Shan, saying,"Hey, you're really an expert. Here, take a look. This is the leather sheath for throwing knives. It can insert 18 throwing knives in one circle. Look, this is the girth of the legs. One for each leg, and each leg can hold five throwing knives.”
"How much is the total?" Jiang Shan asked the stall owner as he thought about it.
"This throwing knife costs 30 yuan each. As for the leather goods, the leg circumference is 50 yuan and the waist circumference is 80 yuan. Do you want both, or-?"
"How about throwing knives for 20 yuan each and 60 yuan for two legs? I want 20 freelance surgeries. 20 times 20 equals 400. I want three leg girths. Three, six, 180. A total of 580 yuan. Look at this number. It's lucky for both of us.”
"No, no, I'll be generous. How about 650?”
"No, no, forget it. I won't be pretentious with you. 600 yuan. If you sell it, I'll buy it. If not, I'll go to another shop.”
"You win. 600 dollars.”
Jiang Shan took the money and squatted down to tie it to his leg. Finally, he stood up and said to the stall owner,"You didn't sell it today, and I didn't buy it. We haven't met before, right?”
The stall owner cleverly replied," Who are you? If you don't want to buy anything, leave quickly. Don't get in my way."”
Jiang Shan smiled and walked forward, looking for Wang Xuejiao as he walked.
As he was walking, he suddenly heard the singing of Peking opera not far away, so Jiang Shan stopped and looked over. There was a table on the ground at the side. On the table was a square envelope made of kraft paper. Behind the table, an old man was waving his folding fan and listening to the Beijing opera from the old-fashioned phonograph beside him. When Jiang Shan saw this, he stopped and squatted in front of the table. After a Beijing opera song, he asked,""Grandpa, do you have the records of Li Shaochun, Ma Lianliang, and Tan Fuying?”
"Yo, young man, you're here. Listen, isn't this record playing Master Ma Lianliang's Borrowing the East Wind? Why don't you understand?”The old man opened his eyes and said.
"Grandpa, I really don't understand. I'm here to buy a record for an old gentleman.”Jiang Shan said honestly.
"Haha, you've finally come here. You've found the right person. Come, look, these are all records of the masters. A genuine old Bakelite record, haha, it's very rare now.”
"Yes, my uncle said the same thing. Grandpa, please give me a set. I want all the old records of the masters." Jiang Shan said as he took out the money.
"Young man, I don't want to say this, but everyone who comes here is looking for a bargain. I'm afraid my old records are the most expensive here. Do you know how much this whole set costs? 200 yuan for one card, a total of 16 cards. How much did you calculate?”
"Oh, here's 4,000 yuan. Can you find me a better bag?”Jiang Shan took out some money and counted them. He took out a few notes and handed them to the old man.
"Yo, young man, you're really something. On account of your filial piety to the elderly, I'll charge you 3,500 yuan. If you give me another thousand, this old record player is yours. 4,500, I guarantee that you won't lose out.”
"There's nothing wrong with being filial to the elderly. Alright, pack them up for me. Grandpa, this is 4,500 yuan. Please keep it. Thank you.”After Jiang Shan gave the money, he carried a bag in one hand and a box in the other as he walked out of the ghost city.
"Brother, where did you go?" At the exit of the ghost market, Jiang Shan was pulled back by Wang Xuejiao.
"Ah, so you're here. Just now, I vaguely heard the singing of Beijing opera, so I went over. Jiang Shan raised a bag and a box in his hand and said,""Hard work pays off. I really found it.”
"Brother, what is this?" Wang Xuejiao pretended to be excited and asked.
"Hehe, old records, old record players, it took me a lot of effort to touch them. Hey, little sister, did you see anything fun?”Jiang Shan boasted.
When Wang Xuejiao heard Jiang Shan's question, she pouted and said,"I just saw an old-fashioned music box. The music there is very good, and the two little people are very fun. But I couldn't find you when I went back. I asked the stall owner to keep the music box for me, so I came here to wait for brother.”
Jiang Shan looked at Wang Xuejiao in confusion and did not say anything. Alright, just buy it. Why did you have to wait for me?
When Wang Xuejiao saw this, she lowered her head and whispered,"Just now, I only wanted to go out to eat at the food stall with Brother. I didn't change my clothes when I went out, nor did I bring any money.”
"Hahaha, so this is it. Let's go, take ge to take a look. If Little Sister likes it, I'll go buy it. Hmm, just treat it as a greeting gift for Little Sister.”
He bought the old-fashioned music box for Wang Xuejiao, and under her advice, he bought small gifts for Xia Yurou, Chen Qingying, and Yuchi Qing. When they were about to leave the stall, Jiang Shan thought about it and chose another gift for Zhang Zijun. Then, he went to the food stall with Wang Xuejiao for a meal.
Jiang Shan then drove Wang Xuejiao back to the apartment. When he parked the car and saw that it was almost 10 o'clock, Jiang Shan let Wang Xuejiao go back first while he walked towards the small garden.
Jiang Shan had bought the old record and phonograph for Uncle Tan, but he didn't know if Uncle Tan would go to the small garden today, so he didn't bring them with him. Besides, there were so many heavy things. Even if Uncle Tan was here, he wouldn't be able to take any of them home.
He had just finished practicing the Book of Changes and was about to squat when he heard someone cough behind him. Hearing that the voice seemed to be Uncle Tan, he stopped what he was doing and turned around. When he saw that it was indeed Uncle Tan, he walked over and said,"Uncle Tan, it's so late, why aren't you home yet?”
Uncle Tan heard this and said,"Oh, yesterday I was flipping through some books. I saw a move called 'Flying Leaf Picking Hand' in a book." After seeing it, I thought, what you are practicing now is more masculine than flexible. Therefore, I wanted to study this Flying Leaf Picking Hand with you. Although the Flying Leaf Picking Hand focused on the fingers, without the support of strong internal strength, no matter how exquisite the move was, it would be difficult to unleash enough power when facing an enemy. And the flexibility of the 'Flying Leaf Picking Hand' also allows you to combine hardness with softness. How about it, Jiang Shan? Are you interested in learning it?”
Heh, really, I was just about to eat ice when the heavens started hailing. He had just bought this throwing knife today and wanted to ponder over it before asking Uncle Tan for advice. He did not expect Uncle Tan to come uninvited and even teach him the Flying Leaf Picking Hand. Jiang Shan was so excited that he couldn't describe it, so he hurriedly said,"Thank you for always thinking of me, uncle. I have nothing to repay you for. Today, I went to the ghost market and found an old set of Peking opera records with masters like Li Shaochun, Ma Lianliang, and Mei Lanfang. I didn't bring it because I didn't know if you were still here today. Uncle, please wait a moment. I'll get it for you.”
"Sigh, you can still run away after buying the things, huh? Hahaha, tomorrow, no matter what, I'll come here and wait for you. You have to give me the thing then, or I won't be able to sleep well. "Hahaha, alright, sit down and listen to me talk about this 'Flying Leaf Picking Hand'…" Uncle Tan laughed heartily.
Jiang Shan listened to Uncle Tan's explanation carefully and picked a leaf to practice. When Jiang Shan was practicing, he emphasized the posture he had just mentioned, causing the entire movement to be not very smooth. Moreover, the leaves that were thrown out were fluttering. He said,"Jiang Shan, any move is dead. If you are too rigidly bound to the move, then your movements will not be smooth. Therefore, after learning a move, one had to forget it and do it based on their own comprehension. Alright, let's try again."
"In the past, when you practiced Yijinjing, Horse Stance, and Tiger Palm, although you used all your strength, you still lacked training in your wrists and fingers. The leaves are too light for you now, so you have to be heavy before light when you practice. For example, you could use the blade of a bigger fruit knife first, and then gradually change to using leaves. One had to know that it was not a day's work to hit a leaf and make it hurt people.”
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