Jian'er was a little unwilling to give up and glanced at the stall to make sure that her actions just now did not miss the net.

"Tick, tick..." A light sound came from the fingertips of the stall owner. It turned out that this person subconsciously fiddled with a small tower-shaped gadget. The sound came from the fingertips of the stall owner.

Feeling that the fat mouse of Geng Geng was pulling his trousers and lowering his head. He saw the fat face full of longing. Jian'er's eyebrows hopped. It seemed that she might have made a mistake in the analysis. Seeing that the problem appeared on the delicate small tower in the boss's hand.

"Hey, boss, what is this you are holding?" Jian'er asked curiously, "Well, can I see?"

"Sure! What's wrong with this? Just watch it." After saying that, the stall owner placed the small tower-shaped gadget in his hand in the empty space of the stall and signaled Jian'er to watch it casually.

Jian'er gently picked up the thing, and looked at it carefully. She also touched it from time to time and clenched it: "Hey, boss, how did you do it just now?" Jian'er said curiously.

"So," the boss took the tower-shaped gadget back and spread it in his palm, and then said, "Where, did you see it? It's here. Just hold on to it and pop it, and the gadget will be opened. How about it, it's very interesting?" After saying that, the boss once again pretended to be the tower-shaped gadget and stuffed it back into Jian'er's hand, signaling Jian'er to try it too.

Jian'er hesitated for a moment, then tried it like the boss. Sure enough, as the "tick" sounded, the tower-shaped gadget bounced open in a small mouth, but it quickly closed it automatically again.

"Oh, this is fun!" Looking at Tiantan's look of not letting go, Jian'er knew that he must have made no mistake this time, but Jian'er still didn't show any emotion. Instead, she showed a young man who was extremely curious about new things to the fullest.

"How is this, it's fun." The stall owner came over and asked.

"It's very fun, how can the boss sell this?" Following the stall owner's words, Jian'er shook the tower-shaped "little toy" she was holding. "Let's say it first, you can't slaughter me at a sky-high price. I just want to buy whatever I want. After all, we have participated in such a "ghost market". We have to buy a small thing back and forth to celebrate. If it's not expensive, I'll want this." As he said this, Jian'er still couldn't help but snatching around the small tower again, interpreting the "curious baby" look.

"This is just a handicraft, but it doesn't cost two dollars." After glanced at it, the boss replied casually. It's not that this person doesn't want to sell this thing to those emperors, ministers, imperial concubines, and princesses. It's because it's a lot of antiques to sell it for two dollars. It's really "too new". And although he can't figure out what the materials are for this thing, the modern look is that it's not as good as that "antique" even if it's a hundred years.

"It's okay, I just want to buy something for a souvenir. Whether it's antiques or crafts, it doesn't matter. It's just right to buy this one." Jian'er said readily, "Boss, you haven't said it yet. Do you want to save more money on this thing?"

"Two hundred, if you like it, you can pick it up." Waving your hand, the stall owner looked indifferent. Anyway, this little thing didn't cost him a penny. It was a gift from someone when he was copying the ancient house. I didn't expect that someone would want to buy it.

"Okay, two hundred is two hundred. I want this, I'll take it back as a souvenir." Jian'er did not bargain and accepted it happily.

Nonsense, you can get something that can be called treasures by greed for only 200 yuan. This is obviously a huge loss. When will you not take action?

After the silver goods were finished, Jian'er smiled and saw that the fat mouse in Geng was jumping under her feet and wanted to follow her. Jian'er was in a good mood and copied the fat mouse in her arms: "Then, just look at it, but remember, you can only see it at your fingertips, and you must not use it manually."

Hearing Jian'er say this, Geng Geng was also very obedient. His little claws shrank and his eyes were wide open. He looked at it and seemed that he could not stretch out his hand from his eyes and take it to see it. Not only Geng Geng was watching, but Jian'er was also admiring it. The more he looked, the tighter Jian'er's eyebrows frowned. Why did this thing always give her an extremely familiar feeling?

"Let's go!" A low voice sounded at the stall, shocking Jian'er, who was focused on staring at the tower-shaped gadget. The fluorescent mask blinded the stall owner's eyes.

"Oh, okay, right now." Without raising his head, Jian'er responded casually, and then put the tower-shaped gadget into his bag. In fact, it was directly received in the space through the cover of the bag. You must know that this thing is defined as a "level treasure" by Geng. How could Jian'er just put it casually? What if it was stolen by others? It is safest to put it in your own space.

"Boss, thank you, I'll leave first, you're doing business!" After a polite voice to the boss, Jian'er followed Lei's footsteps. She also knew that she had been staying for a long time this time. She probably was impatient. Otherwise, with this person's temperament, it would be impossible for him to come to him and tell him what he wanted to leave. Normally, he should be called by himself.

"Lei, do you know? I might have picked up the treasure just now." Jane smiled at Lei flatteringly.

"Oh   ." Lei responded lightly.

"Oh, can you react, okay? I just said that I might have picked up the treasure. You don't give me a smile or something to be happy for me." He patted Lei's back coquettishly, and Jian'er was not satisfied with this person's reaction.

"Happy!" Another faint sound.

"Forget it!" Jian'er's black line, it would be better not to react just by reacting. He didn't say anything and guessed that he could be more happy.

But soon Jian'er became happy again. After all, she had gained a lot today. I won't talk about the harvest from Mr. Song before coming to the "Ghost Market". How long has the "Ghost Market" started, and her harvest was one after another. If she hadn't wanted to see what was going on for a while, Jian'er wanted to go back. Now her mind was hooked by the small tower. Although she didn't have to look carefully, just now, Jian'er finally remembered why the lines on the tower looked so familiar. If she hadn't thought it was wrong, she might have really gotten an amazing treasure this time.
Chapter completed!