As the sky darkened, many people here started to collect things and leave. Even the old man who was sharpening his knife fiercely just now quickly packed up his things and left.

This is going to get home from get off work.

Dong Zhenfeng looked at the people who left, "They can only be here during the day, and the night belongs to another group of people."

"It's the shameful things and people you said."

"You're thinking too much, wait."

Su Ran was waiting in front of his three-legged table.

Soon, a fat man came over and saw Su Ran, "Brother, this is my place."

Well, is there someone else here?

Seeing Su Ran’s face was confused and unresponsive, the man smiled, “Little cabbage, right? Brother, it’s the first time I’m here.”

"Yes," Su Ran acted honestly.

"Who brought you here?"

"Dong Zhenfeng."

"I'll go, it's the one who cheated people again. He has cheated people for no time once or twice," the fat man put down his things, looking very heavy. "That guy likes to deceive you newcomers the most."

Start placing your own things, "This is my place, I can give you time to leave, but it won't take long, I still have to do business."

Su Ran smiled and shook the table, "Fatty, you are very good at lying. You are calm, you are a habitual offender."

The fat man paused his movements and looked at Su Ran without saying a word.

Su Ran pointed to his sign, "I'm a fortune teller. You want to deceive me, have you found the wrong person?"

The fat man was exposed without any embarrassment or embarrassment.

This psychological quality is really too high.

"You said you were a fortune teller, so you said you were alive, what do you need for the stalls in the ghost market?"

If I hadn't been able to read my mind, I would have been deceived by you.

"I will buy the little lantern, and even if you offer five dollars, I won't buy it."

The fat man was obviously scared and looked at Su Ran, not sure, "You really can count anything?"

"All things can be counted is God, and I am just counting as fur."

Although his words were quite low-key, Su Ran felt very worthy of beating.

"Then please help me calculate one, when will I get rich?"

Take out three or five and put it on the table.

"Money is the best choice, so it must be doubled, seven yuan."

Direct, ten yuan.

The sound of setting up a stall is good. After a while, you can get the account for forty yuan before, which is more than the two days of getting a grocery store.

Su Ran pretended to behave there, and then, using his three-inch tongue, the fat man was dizzy.

In short, the essence of the last sentence is that when it’s time for you to get rich, you will make a fortune.

It is the essence of this sentence that makes the fat man call Su Ran the master, which is really respectful.

If the fat man hadn't been fainted, he would have to get back his ten dollars.

However, it was ten yuan, and before it could be heated up, Dong Zhenfeng had already snatched it away.

"Okay, mine."

"Okay, yours, I'll keep my word."

He walked over alone, expressionless, tall and dark-faced, and glanced at Su Ran, "Newcomer?"

"yes."

"Day, night, or day and night?"

Su Ran just thought about it quickly, "Day and night."

Without paying money, I gave Su Ran a small red lantern. I said nothing and left and continued to the next stall.

Free gift, fortunately, I didn’t buy a fat man, otherwise I would have been cheated of five dollars.

The night was completely dark, and almost all the people in the daytime left, maybe they were just the day.

Some others stayed, such as the one selling antiques, who looked at Su Ran’s stall very focused. If it weren’t for the fact that it hadn’t opened today, they would have to count it.

"Dong Zhenfeng, come and take charge, I'll go for a walk."

Such a strange place is still a ghost market. If you don’t wander around, I’m sorry for coming here.

"Hello." Dong Zhenfeng accepted happily, sitting on the chair with the same three legs, almost fell down. I really don't know how stable Su Ran was.

Su Ran stopped and stopped. I have to say that the things in the ghost market are really much more lively than during the day.

During the day, this is the second-class market.

At night, this is a ghost market.

There were several bicycles of the same kind that were placed next to an old man, and they looked rusty, so they could only be sold as scrap iron.

However, the old man has a price tag of not low, one thousand.

Now you can buy a new mountain bike for one thousand yuan.

The old man was in front of a table, three seats, and he was fighting against the landlord alone. His concentration was so admirable.

From time to time, I even scolded you, would you play, stupid pig?

Uh, I really don’t know if I will win a prize if I’m so self-deprecating.

Seeing Su Ran looking at him, the old man hummed dissatisfiedly, "What are you looking at? Can you play?"

"Will be a little bit."

The old man pointed to the empty seat next to him, "You, get out of the way, let this guy go, and see if I use the king of his counter-pressure."

If you want to play like this, I really have to put in my strength.

Sure enough, the old man is still your uncle, and he has won ten consecutive games. Su Ran lost inexplicably, and was scolded by the old man. From being stupid, he said that he would definitely not be able to take care of himself in the future.

Su Ran has become a severe eighth-level disabled person.

"Uncle, if you are like this, I will be serious."

Su Ran was not convinced.

"Hey, the young man dares to challenge your uncle. My cyclist is here for so many years, and I have never been afraid of anyone. Come on, come again."

"Uncle, it's really boring for us to play like this, and it won't inspire my fighting spirit. It's better to make a bet."

"Young kids don't learn well at a young age. They want to help me solve the problem of gambling, but you've found the wrong place."

The old man is about to drive Su Ran away.

"Uncle, how can you be so excited as the 21st century master? What I mean by betting is not gamble, but placing a bet."

"What bet?" Hearing that he didn't have money, the old man's expression obviously eased.

It seems that he is also a poor master.

"If I beat you once, you will tell me the story of someone here, how about it?"

The old man smiled, "I want to hear the story. I've said it earlier. I'm not much. There are so many stories. I'm sure I'll tell you if you win me once."

"Okay, the man is mighty."

"Come on, shuffle."

Su Ran’s talent and nonsense are not comparable to the old man. In a short while, he won three consecutive games.

The old man said his head hurts and wanted to be quiet.

Quiet, it's obviously not OK.

"Okay, let's talk about it, three questions, or three people." Fortunately, the old man kept his word, mainly because he was too idle, and at his price, he would definitely not be able to sell it.

"Uncle, do you know Liu Xing who came here not long ago?"

Su Ran took out Liu Xing's photo.

"No photos, I remember him," the old man was very sure, "that guy was very stingy and said that my car was only worth more than ten yuan, which was simply outrageous. My car was a magic car. It was a dozen yuan that I leaped across the Yangtze River back then, and it cost more than ten yuan to dream."

Well, it seems that the old man is very resentful.

"I heard that he bought a lot of things, do you remember?"

"Bad, many things are all piles of rags. How can I compare to my bicycle? It was a powerful existence back then. Whoever saw it would be a rich man."

"Uncle, do you remember, did he buy a mirror?"

"Mirror? I don't know about this. At that time, he had a lot of big bags. I don't know if he bought a mirror. However, if it was a mirror, you can go to the front and ask the little girl, she might know."

"Thank you, Mr.

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