"Little kid, how about I exchange this thing of yours with candied haws?”
As time passed, Han Chunming hired a big sister to help him with his material recycling station. While everyone was busy revising, Han Chunming was still walking around the streets.
At this moment, Han Chunming saw a child sitting by the roadside with a puppet in his arms.
Han Chunming looked at the puppet with a strange feeling because it was definitely the work of a master sculptor.
This thing didn't look ordinary, although it might have been scratched by a child playing with mud. Han Chunming looked around and guessed that the child probably took it from home or picked it up somewhere.
"No, this is my only toy.”
When the child heard Han Chunming's words, he looked up at Han Chunming and then at the candied hawthorn in Han Chunming's hand. Then, he glanced at Han Chunming's other hand.
As for why, Han Chunming was still holding a wooden sword that he got from another child. However, this thing was a peach wood sword, the kind that he could play with.
Because the test results were from last week, not Shangzhou.
Although the workmanship was not very good, didn't this child like these knives, spears, and sticks?
"Then how about I give you this wooden sword?”
Han Chunming smiled and said to the child again. Who would have thought that this child would not play by the rules and directly hand the thing in his hand to Han Chunming.
"Give me the sword."
Han Chunming couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, here you go."
Han Chunming gave the wooden sword and the remaining candied haws to the child.
The child couldn't wait to start dancing. The candied hawthorn in his hand wasn't the first thing he looked at.
"Ha, ha, watch my sword."
The child waved his sword and ran away happily.
Han Chunming was also looking at the statue in his hand.
Han Chunming took a closer look at the statue in his hand.
This statue was a Maitreya Buddha. At first glance, it was made of yellow rosewood, but its weight was indeed different.
Han Chunming was stunned.
"Not simple."
Han Chunming felt that this thing wasn't simple.
Han Chunming sized up the Maitreya Buddha. The Maitreya Buddha was smiling. He had a big head and a round belly, but his posture was a little strange. Normally, it was not a big deal for the Maitreya Buddha to hold his belly with both hands, but only one index finger of his right hand was facing his belly.
Looking at the Maitreya Buddha's finger pointing at his big belly, Han Chunming suddenly realized something!
There should be a universe inside!
"Yo, did you pick up something good?”
Just as Han Chunming was about to continue looking, a voice came from behind him.
"Heh, what wind blew you here today?”
Han Chunming didn't even need to turn around to know who it was. That's right, who else could it be other than the raggedy marquis?
Han Chunming didn't continue to study the Maitreya Buddha. It had been a long time since he had encountered the raggedy marquis, so Han Chunming wasn't in a hurry to look at the treasure.
"Well, I have nothing better to do, so I came out for a walk. Did he encounter something good? Look at how happy you are."
When the Marquis of Trash saw the smile on Han Chunming's face, he knew that this kid might have encountered something good.
"How can there be anything good? I'm so bored that I'm wandering around the street to see if I can encounter anything good. So, he got this Maitreya Buddha.”
Han Chunming didn't hide it from him. He really had nothing better to do.
"Oh, let me see?"
When the Marquis of Trash heard Han Chunming's words, he looked at the Maitreya Buddha in Han Chunming's hand and asked Han Chunming to show it to him.
Han Chunming didn't mind. After all, this old man wouldn't steal his things.
"This weight seems to be different. Even rosewood can't be this heavy.”
The raggedy marquis carefully examined it, then held it in his hand and shook it.
"Yes, I was just about to find a place to study it.”
Han Chunming didn't expect this trash marquis to be so capable.
"Hey, what are you looking for? Rouge Alley is just around the corner.”
When the Marquis of Trash invited him, Han Chunming understood that the Marquis of Trash hadn't come looking for him on his own accord. He had just happened to meet him. This was because this was near Yanzhi Alley, so it was normal for the Marquis of Trash to meet him here.
"Then, alright, please."
Han Chunming didn't refuse. Since they were already here, it wasn't a bad thing to have a gathering with good friends.
When they arrived at the house, Han Chunming glanced at the things in the house. The house hadn't been gaining much recently. There weren't many new items.
Han Chunming walked around and sat down.
The raggedy marquis looked at Han Chunming and didn't say anything. He knew Han Chunming's purpose, so he continued to make tea.
After taking a sip of tea, Han Chunming continued to look at the Maitreya Buddha. After seeing Han Chunming's actions, the raggedy marquis stopped fiddling with the tea tray and began to drink tea while watching Han Chunming operate.
Apologize: Everyone understands, so I won't say much. I'll make it up today. Thank you, readers.
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