Do you believe in the biological clock? I believe it very much.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
I also accidentally discovered that straw and paper soaked in tea will become very worn.
After the old lady finished speaking, she stood up and left slowly.
"Ling, the villain is in your hands. You can do whatever you want, everything is up to you." I said.
I took the bag and stuffed it under my body and said with a smile, "I'm done with it."
I don't like to set the alarm clock. Any other time I will sleep until the sun rises at twelve o'clock and then wake up.
The old lady handed me the bag, then grabbed my dolls one by one and stuffed them into her pocket.
Because I always wake up very early every Thursday.
"It seems to be a gold watch. Let's take a look at it tomorrow." I said.
I also accidentally discovered that straw and paper soaked in tea will become very worn.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
"Ahem... What's that in your hand?" I said.
"Gold?" Dahai said.
I reached out and grabbed the cloth bag in the old woman's hand. It was so heavy that it was hard as hell.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
Dahai sells copper coins in the ghost market, and the source is given by Pang Guang.
I don't like to set the alarm clock. Any other time I will sleep until the sun rises at twelve o'clock and then wake up.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
"Ahem... What's that in your hand?" I said.
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
Most of the people who come to the ghost market are young people, and there are also many middle-aged people in their thirties and forties.
The backpack that holds the villain is what I use to eat. I usually hang it by the bedside.
"You go first." I waved my hand helplessly.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
The most abundant materials in my house are not the materials for making scarecrows, but tea leaves.
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
"Well, it feels like a good thing." I said and slowly brought the cloth bag, which contained a golden pocket watch.
"It's too cold and there's not a lot of people here. I went back early. Are you here to treat me to fried noodles?" Dahai said with a smile.
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
"Biao, listen to my brother's advice. Things in the ghost market, and those with time are unlucky. Get rid of them as soon as possible, there are ghosts." Dahai patted me on the shoulder.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
Dahai said that the current person in charge of the ghost market, and the person in the north who was still in charge of the ghost market was his cousin Pang Guang.
Pang Panghai is the great-great-grandson of Lao Wu, one of the five tigers of the Pang family.
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
As for Lao Wu, Dahai scolds his ancestors every day. In the early years, Lao Wu was unruly and unruly. When Lao Wu was born, it was the time when Ponzi was at its peak. The good-for-nothing Lao Wu was disowned by his father Pang Long when he was seventeen because he spent too much money. He was confused until death, and Dahai was the great-great-grandson of the Fifth Master. Although they say they are severing ties, the Pang family will secretly support him when he is really about to starve to death.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
I also accidentally discovered that straw and paper soaked in tea will become very worn.
"Biao, listen to my brother's advice. Things in the ghost market, and those with time are unlucky. Get rid of them as soon as possible, there are ghosts." Dahai patted me on the shoulder.
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
An old woman was looking at me next to me for a long time.
However, there are certain benefits to not being able to hit it. For example, the position I am currently in is due to my relationship with Pang Panghai.
People dispersed, and Dahai beside him sighed and stood up.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
"Ahem... What's that in your hand?" I said.
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
These are all things that Dahai would chat with me about when there is nothing wrong.
The founder of the ghost market is Nanqian Panglong.
"Don't ask too much, don't tell too much. Just buy and sell, follow the rules of the ghost market." said the old lady.
Business was not very good today, and of course I was used to it.
Dahai said that the current person in charge of the ghost market, and the person in the north who was still in charge of the ghost market was his cousin Pang Guang.
The second child inherited the pawnshop appraisal business and was responsible for raising prices for his business in the ghost market.
The second child inherited the pawnshop appraisal business and was responsible for raising prices for his business in the ghost market.
It was half past four and I just sold one.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
As for Lao Wu, Dahai scolds his ancestors every day. In the early years, Lao Wu was unruly and unruly. When Lao Wu was born, it was the time when Ponzi was at its peak. The good-for-nothing Lao Wu was disowned by his father Pang Long when he was seventeen because he spent too much money. He was confused until death, and Dahai was the great-great-grandson of the Fifth Master. Although they say they are severing ties, the Pang family will secretly support him when he is really about to starve to death.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
The second child inherited the pawnshop appraisal business and was responsible for raising prices for his business in the ghost market.
"Sorry, I can only sell it but not exchange it." I said.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
I frowned slightly and said, "Grandma, this is a one-time deal. After the exchange, you can't go back on your word."
An old woman was looking at me next to me for a long time.
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
The fourth child accepted the land owned by his father, which was not valuable at the time. But no one could have imagined that it would rise so exaggeratedly later and become the mainstay of other companies today.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
"Do you know what I do with this?" I said.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
An old woman was looking at me next to me for a long time.
Beside him, Dahai checked his head and said, "Did you change something? Did you make an exception?"
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
Since the ghost market at four o'clock, the old lady seems to have been staring at me not far away.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
However, there are certain benefits to not being able to hit it. For example, the position I am currently in is due to my relationship with Pang Panghai.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
The fourth child accepted the land owned by his father, which was not valuable at the time. But no one could have imagined that it would rise so exaggeratedly later and become the mainstay of other companies today.
"Follow Jiyan, brother." After saying that, I opened my backpack and took out the three villains. At the same time, he stuffed the cloth bag into the bag and zipped the bag shut.
The backpack that holds the villain is what I use to eat. I usually hang it by the bedside.
Of course, the ghost market is not the only one. After a hundred years of development, Nanqian has only occupied the territory in the north.
Not many people around me looked over at this time, and the old lady seemed to be interested and moved towards me.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
"Sorry, I can only sell it but not exchange it." I said.
"Young man, thirty-one," I said. I had only sold one at this moment. Sell the rest if you can, and I have no plans to raise the price.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
Most of the people who come to the ghost market are young people, and there are also many middle-aged people in their thirties and forties.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
However, there are certain benefits to not being able to hit it. For example, the position I am currently in is due to my relationship with Pang Panghai.
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
Business was not very good today, and of course I was used to it.
As the founder, he made a lot of money. It was still the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There were countless wives and concubines in groups, including five boys, commonly known as the Five Tigers of the Pang family.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
Dahai sells copper coins in the ghost market, and the source is given by Pang Guang.
"How can the business be so good without even a single young person?" Dahai said.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
The old lady squatted in front of my stall, pointed at the red cloth and said, "Dolls for sale?"
The second child inherited the pawnshop appraisal business and was responsible for raising prices for his business in the ghost market.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
People dispersed, and Dahai beside him sighed and stood up.
"Don't ask too much, don't tell too much. Just buy and sell, follow the rules of the ghost market." said the old lady.
"You go first." I waved my hand helplessly.
"Young man, thirty-one," I said. I had only sold one at this moment. Sell the rest if you can, and I have no plans to raise the price.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
"Gold?" Dahai said.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
The old lady handed me the bag, then grabbed my dolls one by one and stuffed them into her pocket.
The old lady squatted in front of my stall, pointed at the red cloth and said, "Dolls for sale?"
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
As the founder, he made a lot of money. It was still the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There were countless wives and concubines in groups, including five boys, commonly known as the Five Tigers of the Pang family.
Bartering for goods is indeed the rule of the black market. But there are many young people, and they rarely exchange things.
"What's wrong?" I said confused.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
"Follow Jiyan, brother." After saying that, I opened my backpack and took out the three villains. At the same time, he stuffed the cloth bag into the bag and zipped the bag shut.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
An old woman was looking at me next to me for a long time.
"Can I change it?" the old lady looked at me and said.
Beside him, Dahai checked his head and said, "Did you change something? Did you make an exception?"
The old lady handed me the bag, then grabbed my dolls one by one and stuffed them into her pocket.
If Dahai's ancestors had been a little better, maybe they would look different now.
"Forget it, I'm waiting. There are still people leaving. My business is not good today." I said.
Bartering for goods is indeed the rule of the black market. But there are many young people, and they rarely exchange things.
"It's too cold and there's not a lot of people here. I went back early. Are you here to treat me to fried noodles?" Dahai said with a smile.
"Well, it feels like a good thing." I said and slowly brought the cloth bag, which contained a golden pocket watch.
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
"You know?" The old lady raised her head.
"Sorry, I can only sell it but not exchange it." I said.
Something dark yellow dangled from my eyes, and my first reaction was gold. But the old lady in front of me seemed to be unable to bring out anything valuable. Thirty-one things in exchange for gold
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
The founder of the ghost market is Nanqian Panglong.
Bartering for goods is indeed the rule of the black market. But there are many young people, and they rarely exchange things.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
"Ahem... What's that in your hand?" I said.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
Do you believe in the biological clock? I believe it very much.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
It seems that the weather is too cold. Of course, ghost markets also have so-called off-peak and peak seasons.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
Do you believe in the biological clock? I believe it very much.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
As for Lao Wu, Dahai scolds his ancestors every day. In the early years, Lao Wu was unruly and unruly. When Lao Wu was born, it was the time when Ponzi was at its peak. The good-for-nothing Lao Wu was disowned by his father Pang Long when he was seventeen because he spent too much money. He was confused until death, and Dahai was the great-great-grandson of the Fifth Master. Although they say they are severing ties, the Pang family will secretly support him when he is really about to starve to death.
"Well, it feels like a good thing." I said and slowly brought the cloth bag, which contained a golden pocket watch.
I frowned slightly and said, "Grandma, this is a one-time deal. After the exchange, you can't go back on your word."
Since the ghost market at four o'clock, the old lady seems to have been staring at me not far away.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
Something dark yellow dangled from my eyes, and my first reaction was gold. But the old lady in front of me seemed to be unable to bring out anything valuable. Thirty-one things in exchange for gold
"Don't ask too much, don't tell too much. Just buy and sell, follow the rules of the ghost market." said the old lady.
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
Something dark yellow dangled from my eyes, and my first reaction was gold. But the old lady in front of me seemed to be unable to bring out anything valuable. Thirty-one things in exchange for gold
"Do you know what I do with this?" I said.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
As mentioned before, Nan Qian’s family name is not Qian, but Nan Qian’s surname is Pang. According to legend, he is a descendant of Pang Tong and one of the founders of this ghost market.
Since the ghost market at four o'clock, the old lady seems to have been staring at me not far away.
It was half past four and I just sold one.
"You know?" The old lady raised her head.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
"Forget it, I'm waiting. There are still people leaving. My business is not good today." I said.
Something dark yellow dangled from my eyes, and my first reaction was gold. But the old lady in front of me seemed to be unable to bring out anything valuable. Thirty-one things in exchange for gold
"It's too cold and there's not a lot of people here. I went back early. Are you here to treat me to fried noodles?" Dahai said with a smile.
The old woman's face looked a little scary, and there was a deep scar on her face.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
Of course, all this history happened in the Ming and Qing Dynasties before the reform and opening up.
It was half past four and I just sold one.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
"Can I change it?" the old lady looked at me and said.
"Don't ask too much, don't tell too much. Just buy and sell, follow the rules of the ghost market." said the old lady.
"Young man, thirty-one," I said. I had only sold one at this moment. Sell the rest if you can, and I have no plans to raise the price.
I took the bag and stuffed it under my body and said with a smile, "I'm done with it."
"Follow Jiyan, brother." After saying that, I opened my backpack and took out the three villains. At the same time, he stuffed the cloth bag into the bag and zipped the bag shut.
Do you believe in the biological clock? I believe it very much.
"Ahem... What's that in your hand?" I said.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
Of course, the ghost market is not the only one. After a hundred years of development, Nanqian has only occupied the territory in the north.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
"What's wrong?" I said confused.
"You touch it, you are an old thing. I want the remaining two on your stall." said the old lady.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
"It's too cold and there's not a lot of people here. I went back early. Are you here to treat me to fried noodles?" Dahai said with a smile.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
The old woman's face looked a little scary, and there was a deep scar on her face.
I reached out and grabbed the cloth bag in the old woman's hand. It was so heavy that it was hard as hell.
If Dahai's ancestors had been a little better, maybe they would look different now.
As mentioned before, Nan Qian’s family name is not Qian, but Nan Qian’s surname is Pang. According to legend, he is a descendant of Pang Tong and one of the founders of this ghost market.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
I don't like to set the alarm clock. Any other time I will sleep until the sun rises at twelve o'clock and then wake up.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
The backpack that holds the villain is what I use to eat. I usually hang it by the bedside.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
"It seems to be a gold watch. Let's take a look at it tomorrow." I said.
The second child inherited the pawnshop appraisal business and was responsible for raising prices for his business in the ghost market.
It was half past four and I just sold one.
I frowned slightly and said, "Grandma, this is a one-time deal. After the exchange, you can't go back on your word."
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
"It seems to be a gold watch. Let's take a look at it tomorrow." I said.
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
People dispersed, and Dahai beside him sighed and stood up.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
"How can the business be so good without even a single young person?" Dahai said.
It seems that the weather is too cold. Of course, ghost markets also have so-called off-peak and peak seasons.
"Ling, the villain is in your hands. You can do whatever you want, everything is up to you." I said.
"You know?" The old lady raised her head.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
"It's too cold and there's not a lot of people here. I went back early. Are you here to treat me to fried noodles?" Dahai said with a smile.
The old lady handed me the bag, then grabbed my dolls one by one and stuffed them into her pocket.
"Ling, the villain is in your hands. You can do whatever you want, everything is up to you." I said.
Dahai said that the current person in charge of the ghost market, and the person in the north who was still in charge of the ghost market was his cousin Pang Guang.
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
As the founder, he made a lot of money. It was still the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There were countless wives and concubines in groups, including five boys, commonly known as the Five Tigers of the Pang family.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
I took the bag and stuffed it under my body and said with a smile, "I'm done with it."
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
Since the ghost market at four o'clock, the old lady seems to have been staring at me not far away.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
The old lady stood up and said: "What you have in your hands now is more evil than what you sell. This is what you do, I think you can suppress it."
"Follow Jiyan, brother." After saying that, I opened my backpack and took out the three villains. At the same time, he stuffed the cloth bag into the bag and zipped the bag shut.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
"Young man, thirty-one," I said. I had only sold one at this moment. Sell the rest if you can, and I have no plans to raise the price.
After the old lady finished speaking, she stood up and left slowly.
The five tigers of the Pang family inherited all of Pang Long's business.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
Not many people around me looked over at this time, and the old lady seemed to be interested and moved towards me.
The old lady squatted in front of my stall, pointed at the red cloth and said, "Dolls for sale?"
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
Beside him, Dahai checked his head and said, "Did you change something? Did you make an exception?"
The fourth child accepted the land owned by his father, which was not valuable at the time. But no one could have imagined that it would rise so exaggeratedly later and become the mainstay of other companies today.
It seems that the weather is too cold. Of course, ghost markets also have so-called off-peak and peak seasons.
Do you believe in the biological clock? I believe it very much.
"Young man, thirty-one," I said. I had only sold one at this moment. Sell the rest if you can, and I have no plans to raise the price.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
Of course, the ghost market is not the only one. After a hundred years of development, Nanqian has only occupied the territory in the north.
As mentioned before, Nan Qian’s family name is not Qian, but Nan Qian’s surname is Pang. According to legend, he is a descendant of Pang Tong and one of the founders of this ghost market.
"Well, it feels like a good thing." I said and slowly brought the cloth bag, which contained a golden pocket watch.
The old lady squatted in front of my stall, pointed at the red cloth and said, "Dolls for sale?"
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
"Can I change it?" the old lady looked at me and said.
"Gold?" Dahai said.
I also accidentally discovered that straw and paper soaked in tea will become very worn.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
"How can the business be so good without even a single young person?" Dahai said.
I frowned slightly and said, "Grandma, this is a one-time deal. After the exchange, you can't go back on your word."
"It seems to be a gold watch. Let's take a look at it tomorrow." I said.
These are all things that Dahai would chat with me about when there is nothing wrong.
I reached out and grabbed the cloth bag in the old woman's hand. It was so heavy that it was hard as hell.
"It's too cold and there's not a lot of people here. I went back early. Are you here to treat me to fried noodles?" Dahai said with a smile.
"Ling, the villain is in your hands. You can do whatever you want, everything is up to you." I said.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
The fourth child accepted the land owned by his father, which was not valuable at the time. But no one could have imagined that it would rise so exaggeratedly later and become the mainstay of other companies today.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
"Biao, listen to my brother's advice. Things in the ghost market, and those with time are unlucky. Get rid of them as soon as possible, there are ghosts." Dahai patted me on the shoulder.
These are all things that Dahai would chat with me about when there is nothing wrong.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
"Three years ago, you talked about setting up a small factory? Have you figured it out?" I said, but Dahai had already stood up and walked away slowly with his bag.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
The most abundant materials in my house are not the materials for making scarecrows, but tea leaves.
"Follow Jiyan, brother." After saying that, I opened my backpack and took out the three villains. At the same time, he stuffed the cloth bag into the bag and zipped the bag shut.
As for Lao Wu, Dahai scolds his ancestors every day. In the early years, Lao Wu was unruly and unruly. When Lao Wu was born, it was the time when Ponzi was at its peak. The good-for-nothing Lao Wu was disowned by his father Pang Long when he was seventeen because he spent too much money. He was confused until death, and Dahai was the great-great-grandson of the Fifth Master. Although they say they are severing ties, the Pang family will secretly support him when he is really about to starve to death.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
The five tigers of the Pang family inherited all of Pang Long's business.
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
Of course, the ghost market is not the only one. After a hundred years of development, Nanqian has only occupied the territory in the north.
"Young man, thirty-one," I said. I had only sold one at this moment. Sell the rest if you can, and I have no plans to raise the price.
"Biao, listen to my brother's advice. Things in the ghost market, and those with time are unlucky. Get rid of them as soon as possible, there are ghosts." Dahai patted me on the shoulder.
"What's wrong?" I said confused.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
But it is also because of this kind of survival that Dahai can have his own stall in the ghost market.
The old lady squatted in front of my stall, pointed at the red cloth and said, "Dolls for sale?"
"Ling, the villain is in your hands. You can do whatever you want, everything is up to you." I said.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
"Do you know what I do with this?" I said.
It seems that the weather is too cold. Of course, ghost markets also have so-called off-peak and peak seasons.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
People dispersed, and Dahai beside him sighed and stood up.
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
I reached out and grabbed the cloth bag in the old woman's hand. It was so heavy that it was hard as hell.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
Business was not very good today, and of course I was used to it.
As the founder, he made a lot of money. It was still the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There were countless wives and concubines in groups, including five boys, commonly known as the Five Tigers of the Pang family.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
"What's wrong?" I said confused.
The five tigers of the Pang family inherited all of Pang Long's business.
As mentioned before, Nan Qian’s family name is not Qian, but Nan Qian’s surname is Pang. According to legend, he is a descendant of Pang Tong and one of the founders of this ghost market.
"Can I change it?" the old lady looked at me and said.
However, there are certain benefits to not being able to hit it. For example, the position I am currently in is due to my relationship with Pang Panghai.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
Most of the people who come to the ghost market are young people, and there are also many middle-aged people in their thirties and forties.
"It's too cold and there's not a lot of people here. I went back early. Are you here to treat me to fried noodles?" Dahai said with a smile.
After the old lady finished speaking, she stood up and left slowly.
"Don't ask too much, don't tell too much. Just buy and sell, follow the rules of the ghost market." said the old lady.
I reached out and grabbed the cloth bag in the old woman's hand. It was so heavy that it was hard as hell.
The founder of the ghost market is Nanqian Panglong.
"Biao, listen to my brother's advice. Things in the ghost market, and those with time are unlucky. Get rid of them as soon as possible, there are ghosts." Dahai patted me on the shoulder.
"Forget it, I'm waiting. There are still people leaving. My business is not good today." I said.
"Well, it feels like a good thing." I said and slowly brought the cloth bag, which contained a golden pocket watch.
"You know?" The old lady raised her head.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
Because I always wake up very early every Thursday.
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
"How can the business be so good without even a single young person?" Dahai said.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
Do you believe in the biological clock? I believe it very much.
Most of the people who come to the ghost market are young people, and there are also many middle-aged people in their thirties and forties.
"How can the business be so good without even a single young person?" Dahai said.
The old lady stood up and said: "What you have in your hands now is more evil than what you sell. This is what you do, I think you can suppress it."
"You go first." I waved my hand helplessly.
"Forget it, I'm waiting. There are still people leaving. My business is not good today." I said.
The five tigers of the Pang family inherited all of Pang Long's business.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
The five tigers of the Pang family inherited all of Pang Long's business.
Of course, all this history happened in the Ming and Qing Dynasties before the reform and opening up.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
"Young man, thirty-one," I said. I had only sold one at this moment. Sell the rest if you can, and I have no plans to raise the price.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
"Three years ago, you talked about setting up a small factory? Have you figured it out?" I said, but Dahai had already stood up and walked away slowly with his bag.
After the old lady finished speaking, she stood up and left slowly.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
Pang Panghai is the great-great-grandson of Lao Wu, one of the five tigers of the Pang family.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
However, there are certain benefits to not being able to hit it. For example, the position I am currently in is due to my relationship with Pang Panghai.
"You touch it, you are an old thing. I want the remaining two on your stall." said the old lady.
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
"Do you know what I do with this?" I said.
"Go on, how about we talk to you about big business tomorrow?" Dahai said.
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
"Ling, the villain is in your hands. You can do whatever you want, everything is up to you." I said.
However, there are certain benefits to not being able to hit it. For example, the position I am currently in is due to my relationship with Pang Panghai.
After the old lady finished speaking, she stood up and left slowly.
Of course, the ghost market is not the only one. After a hundred years of development, Nanqian has only occupied the territory in the north.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
"You touch it, you are an old thing. I want the remaining two on your stall." said the old lady.
If Dahai's ancestors had been a little better, maybe they would look different now.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
However, there are certain benefits to not being able to hit it. For example, the position I am currently in is due to my relationship with Pang Panghai.
If Dahai's ancestors had been a little better, maybe they would look different now.
The old lady stood up and said: "What you have in your hands now is more evil than what you sell. This is what you do, I think you can suppress it."
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
"Do you know what I do with this?" I said.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
Business was not very good today, and of course I was used to it.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
As mentioned before, Nan Qian’s family name is not Qian, but Nan Qian’s surname is Pang. According to legend, he is a descendant of Pang Tong and one of the founders of this ghost market.
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
The backpack that holds the villain is what I use to eat. I usually hang it by the bedside.
The founder of the ghost market is Nanqian Panglong.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
Business was not very good today, and of course I was used to it.
It seems that the weather is too cold. Of course, ghost markets also have so-called off-peak and peak seasons.
But you really don’t see it when you’re fifty or above, or when you’re close to sixty or seventy.
I reached out and grabbed the cloth bag in the old woman's hand. It was so heavy that it was hard as hell.
The most abundant materials in my house are not the materials for making scarecrows, but tea leaves.
It was half past four and I just sold one.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
As the founder, he made a lot of money. It was still the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There were countless wives and concubines in groups, including five boys, commonly known as the Five Tigers of the Pang family.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
"You go first." I waved my hand helplessly.
The fourth child accepted the land owned by his father, which was not valuable at the time. But no one could have imagined that it would rise so exaggeratedly later and become the mainstay of other companies today.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
"Do you know what I do with this?" I said.
Only every Thursday, I lie down at 11pm and wake up at 2am.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
As for Lao Wu, Dahai scolds his ancestors every day. In the early years, Lao Wu was unruly and unruly. When Lao Wu was born, it was the time when Ponzi was at its peak. The good-for-nothing Lao Wu was disowned by his father Pang Long when he was seventeen because he spent too much money. He was confused until death, and Dahai was the great-great-grandson of the Fifth Master. Although they say they are severing ties, the Pang family will secretly support him when he is really about to starve to death.
People dispersed, and Dahai beside him sighed and stood up.
Pang Panghai is the great-great-grandson of Lao Wu, one of the five tigers of the Pang family.
As mentioned before, Nan Qian’s family name is not Qian, but Nan Qian’s surname is Pang. According to legend, he is a descendant of Pang Tong and one of the founders of this ghost market.
"Are you seeking revenge?" I said again.
Something dark yellow dangled from my eyes, and my first reaction was gold. But the old lady in front of me seemed to be unable to bring out anything valuable. Thirty-one things in exchange for gold
Of course, the ghost market is not the only one. After a hundred years of development, Nanqian has only occupied the territory in the north.
The fourth child accepted the land owned by his father, which was not valuable at the time. But no one could have imagined that it would rise so exaggeratedly later and become the mainstay of other companies today.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
These are all things that Dahai would chat with me about when there is nothing wrong.
It seems that the weather is too cold. Of course, ghost markets also have so-called off-peak and peak seasons.
Not many people around me looked over at this time, and the old lady seemed to be interested and moved towards me.
Of course, neither of us went to college, so we came to the ghost market.
The five tigers of the Pang family inherited all of Pang Long's business.
Bustling crowds, there are not many people in the ghost market today.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
The five tigers of the Pang family inherited all of Pang Long's business.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
Something dark yellow dangled from my eyes, and my first reaction was gold. But the old lady in front of me seemed to be unable to bring out anything valuable. Thirty-one things in exchange for gold
The second child inherited the pawnshop appraisal business and was responsible for raising prices for his business in the ghost market.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
It seems that the weather is too cold. Of course, ghost markets also have so-called off-peak and peak seasons.
"Don't ask too much, don't tell too much. Just buy and sell, follow the rules of the ghost market." said the old lady.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
Lao San is the largest bank keeper in Beijing City, and is also regarded as the most educated.
Pang Panghai is the great-great-grandson of Lao Wu, one of the five tigers of the Pang family.
Put twenty-five little men and a piece of cloth in the bag, and then eat something you made. If you set time to go out at 3:30, you can reach the ghost market under the Imperial City in ten minutes.
The backpack that holds the villain is what I use to eat. I usually hang it by the bedside.
"Sorry, I can only sell it but not exchange it." I said.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
The fourth child accepted the land owned by his father, which was not valuable at the time. But no one could have imagined that it would rise so exaggeratedly later and become the mainstay of other companies today.
Pang Hai and I were best friends from elementary school to middle school to high school.
"Biao, listen to my brother's advice. Things in the ghost market, and those with time are unlucky. Get rid of them as soon as possible, there are ghosts." Dahai patted me on the shoulder.
"Don't ask too much, don't tell too much. Just buy and sell, follow the rules of the ghost market." said the old lady.
As for Lao Wu, Dahai scolds his ancestors every day. In the early years, Lao Wu was unruly and unruly. When Lao Wu was born, it was the time when Ponzi was at its peak. The good-for-nothing Lao Wu was disowned by his father Pang Long when he was seventeen because he spent too much money. He was confused until death, and Dahai was the great-great-grandson of the Fifth Master. Although they say they are severing ties, the Pang family will secretly support him when he is really about to starve to death.
The second child inherited the pawnshop appraisal business and was responsible for raising prices for his business in the ghost market.
"Can I change it?" the old lady looked at me and said.
The backpack that holds the villain is what I use to eat. I usually hang it by the bedside.
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
Do you believe in the biological clock? I believe it very much.
Of course, all this history happened in the Ming and Qing Dynasties before the reform and opening up.
Because I always wake up very early every Thursday.
The old lady nodded and said, "Are you smart? I don't want to kill anyone."
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
I frowned slightly and said, "Grandma, this is a one-time deal. After the exchange, you can't go back on your word."
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
If Dahai's ancestors had been a little better, maybe they would look different now.
In terms of weight, you won’t suffer any loss if you change it. Maybe it's something gold-plated or gilded. A fake one might be worth more than my straw one.
"Ahem... What's that in your hand?" I said.
But it is also because of this kind of survival that Dahai can have his own stall in the ghost market.
"You know?" The old lady raised her head.
Dahai sells copper coins in the ghost market, and the source is given by Pang Guang.
The bag was dark, and the contents flashed under the light.
This is why I was able to follow Dahai and get this three-acre piece of land in the ghost market.
I reached out and grabbed the cloth bag in the old woman's hand. It was so heavy that it was hard as hell.
"Gold?" Dahai said.
Of course, the ghost market is not the only one. After a hundred years of development, Nanqian has only occupied the territory in the north.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
Since the ghost market at four o'clock, the old lady seems to have been staring at me not far away.
Of course, all this history happened in the Ming and Qing Dynasties before the reform and opening up.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
Dahai sells copper coins in the ghost market, and the source is given by Pang Guang.
The old lady put the bag in front of me and said, "Aren't you going to change it for this one?"
Looking at the old man now, he really doesn't look like a rich man. There were a bunch of patches on the canvas shoes, which looked like marks from repeated repairs.
Dahai said that the current person in charge of the ghost market, and the person in the north who was still in charge of the ghost market was his cousin Pang Guang.
As for Lao Wu, Dahai scolds his ancestors every day. In the early years, Lao Wu was unruly and unruly. When Lao Wu was born, it was the time when Ponzi was at its peak. The good-for-nothing Lao Wu was disowned by his father Pang Long when he was seventeen because he spent too much money. He was confused until death, and Dahai was the great-great-grandson of the Fifth Master. Although they say they are severing ties, the Pang family will secretly support him when he is really about to starve to death.
"Gold?" Dahai said.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
An old woman was looking at me next to me for a long time.
If Dahai's ancestors had been a little better, maybe they would look different now.
Pang Guang is easy to recognize, with his fat head, big ears and bald head. Occasionally I can see him in the ghost market, of course Dahai points it out.
"Can I change it?" the old lady looked at me and said.
Before I became a villain, my parents were in the tea business.
Dahai sells copper coins in the ghost market, and the source is given by Pang Guang.
Since the ghost market at four o'clock, the old lady seems to have been staring at me not far away.
The boss inherited the ghost market and made the most money at the time.
An old woman was looking at me next to me for a long time.
The old lady stood up and said: "What you have in your hands now is more evil than what you sell. This is what you do, I think you can suppress it."
Pang Panghai is the great-great-grandson of Lao Wu, one of the five tigers of the Pang family.
If Dahai's ancestors had been a little better, maybe they would look different now.
I made a lot of money, because the money was real old money. The price profit is astonishing, but Dahai only gets a commission on whatever he sells.
The old lady stood up and said: "What you have in your hands now is more evil than what you sell. This is what you do, I think you can suppress it."
In ancient times, the emperor was called a dragon, while local bullies could only be called a tiger.
"Follow Jiyan, brother." After saying that, I opened my backpack and took out the three villains. At the same time, he stuffed the cloth bag into the bag and zipped the bag shut.
Since the ghost market at four o'clock, the old lady seems to have been staring at me not far away.
In the big bag, there are a lot of ancient coins. Dahai is a relative of Nanqian's family, but he can't be beaten with eight poles.
Bartering for goods is indeed the rule of the black market. But there are many young people, and they rarely exchange things.
I also accidentally discovered that straw and paper soaked in tea will become very worn.
"Biao, listen to my brother's advice. Things in the ghost market, and those with time are unlucky. Get rid of them as soon as possible, there are ghosts." Dahai patted me on the shoulder.