Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 1611 - 880: Ding Ding Candy (Part 2)

Tongtong pouted and continued watching the kittens and puppies.

After a while, she stood in front of a few parrots and said, "Chuchu, look, they even have sunflower seeds to eat, don’t they look like Mr. Qian who eats seeds every day?"

Saying this, she reached out to touch the parrots.

The parrots, disliking her, hurriedly scuttled away.

Xue Yuantong was furious and said to the parrots, "I appreciate your rebellious spirit now!"

She then tilted her face and very assertively asked the shop owner, "How much for this one?"

The owner immediately said, "This is a Yellow Xuanfeng Parakeet, one hundred and fifty yuan each!"

Xue Yuantong fell silent.

One hundred and fifty, the cost of a day for Dongdong.

A stylish city woman also looking at the parrots noticed the little girl’s predicament and deliberately chatted with her companion, "Parrots are very intelligent birds, their intelligence is comparable to a human child aged 3 to 5. Why are the parrots I raise so well-behaved? It’s because I can sense their behaviors and emotions and respond accordingly."

Saying this, she extended her fingers adorned with wine-red nail polish.

The parrot eating sunflower seeds actually jumped onto her hand, appearing very affectionate.

The owner couldn’t help but praise, "Miss, this parrot is usually very afraid of people; you two must have a special connection!"

The city woman smiled beautifully, her charm was fully displayed at this moment.

In contrast, Tongtong was jealous in the shadows.

The city woman glanced at the little girl out of the corner of her eye, thinking, ’You’re still too young!’

She gently stroked the Yellow Xuanfeng Parakeet with her fingers, but in the next second, the parrot suddenly leapt out of her hand.

Her gaze followed the parrot, finally landing on a handsome profile.

The parrot stood on Jiang Ning’s shoulder, continuously pecking at his shoulder with its head.

Tongtong asked, "What is it doing?"

Xue Chuchu observed for two seconds and uncertainly said, "Maybe it’s doing a kowtow?"

The city woman exclaimed, "Are you kidding me, a kowtow?"

Xue Chuchu said nothing.

On the contrary, Tongtong, seeing the city woman’s current panic, emphasized, "It really does look like it’s kowtowing!"

Jiang Ning calmly said, "Alright, stop kowtowing."

The parrot, as if pardoned, hurried back to its little nest and pecked two fragrant sunflower seeds to give to Jiang Ning.

The city woman was bewildered, having raised birds for many years and seen countless bird behaviors, she had never seen anything as bizarre as today’s kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Jiang Ning, accompanied by his two followers, floated away lightly.

...

After strolling through the flower and bird area, they came to the more interesting antiques area.

Modern people, having been influenced by many stories, have all heard about accidentally stumbling upon an antique, getting it appraised, finding it to be genuine, and getting rich overnight.

With so many stories circulating in the market, more and more people are fantasizing about getting rich overnight.

As soon as Tongtong entered the antiques area, her eyes seemed to sparkle as she hoped to find a valuable antique, sell it for a good price, and become the head of the family from then on.

She squatted in front of a stall, pointed to a green translucent Jade Pendant, and asked, "This jade looks very ancient, what’s its origin?"

The stall owner, a middle-aged man with a bit of a Jianghu aura, immediately started boasting, "This, ah, this has a long history, it’s said that back when Nuwa was repairing the heavens, she used the colors red, green, yellow, white, black..."

The stall owner boasted for a while.

Jiang Ning said, "Don’t believe him, this is made from beer bottles."

The stall owner: ...

Xue Yuantong then pointed to a crystal-clear stone.

The stall owner boasted, "This is amber, resin secreted by coniferous trees tens of millions of years ago..."

Jiang Ning said, "Polished plastic."

"What about this one?" Tongtong pointed to a yellowish gold bar.

Jiang Ning said, "A tin block wrapped in brass."

The stall owner glared at Jiang Ning, how could he do business like this?

Xue Chuchu was astonished, scrutinizing Jiang Ning; she had no clue about these antiques, how did Jiang Ning know so much?

Tongtong was a bit deflated, she asked, "Are they all fake, isn’t there anything with a bit of history?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning pointed to a thermos the stall owner used for drinking water and said, "This thing probably has about ten years of history and is the oldest in the stall."

The stall owner was furious, are you here to wreck my business!

Jiang Ning casually continued to wander around; after a few steps, a shrewd old man sitting on a low stool shouted, "Come take a look, absolutely authentic antiques, we even have a certificate of appraisal from an expert!"

Xue Yuantong walked to the stall, and the old man immediately unfolded the certificate: "Look, this antique looks exactly like the one on the certificate, it’s definitely a genuine product!"

Jiang Ning said: "The antique is fake, and so is the certificate."

The old man’s face went dark.

A rather imposing middle-aged man came over and praised: "Looks like, it really does look like it, isn’t this Yuan Blue and White? Boss, how much? I’ll take it!"

The old man: "Eight hundred."

The middle-aged man pretended to take out money to buy.

Jiang Ning glanced at him and said: "An accomplice."

After browsing a few stalls, Xue Yuantong found a blue and white porcelain vase, and the stall owner asked for fifty thousand.

Tongtong considered for a moment and asked: "Will you sell it for five yuan?"

The stall owner hesitated for a few seconds: "Add another five yuan."

In the end, Tongtong bought a blue and white porcelain vase for eight yuan.

...

After browsing the entire street, the three returned on their way and picked up the succulents they had bought earlier, heading to find Jiang Ning’s treasured electric scooter.

Jiang Ning loaded the two girls and prepared to drive.

Suddenly, a "ding ding" sound came from nearby, Xue Yuantong had excellent vision.

An old man with a basket on his back and a small hammer in hand was constantly striking a shovel.

"Ding Ding Candy, I haven’t had it in a long time!" Xue Yuantong patted Jiang Ning, signaling him to call the old man.

Jiang Ning drove closer and asked: "How much is it?"

As soon as he asked, about five or six meters to his right, a girl in a pink down jacket opened her mouth, trying to shout: "Don’t..."

The old man turned his head and stared at the girl coldly, gripping the hammer tightly.

The girl in the pink down jacket was so scared that she quickly shut her mouth.

Tongtong: "Grandpa, how much is the Ding Ding Candy?"

The old man didn’t answer. He bent down to remove the basket from his back, placed it on the ground, and pointed to a large, solid white piece of candy: "Malt candy, very delicious."

Tongtong: "How much is it?"

The old man mumbled: "By weight."

Xue Chuchu, used to being poor, people like them must know the price before buying anything: "How much per pound?"

The old man seemed not to hear, he rested the shovel on the candy block, then with a tap of the hammer, a large piece of candy was knocked off.

He tapped as he said: "Malt candy is good to eat, clears heat, aids digestion, and is good for the skin!"

The old man’s actions were quick. After breaking the malt candy, he picked up a bottle of powder and sprinkled it on the malt candy.

Finally, he picked up the scale and swiftly weighed it, "A total of eighty-two!"

Tongtong nearly thought she heard wrong: "What, eight yuan twenty?"

The old man held up his fingers, emphasizing: "Eighty-two yuan!"

The little girl from afar was filled with anxiety; she knew this was a scam, similar to the glutinous rice cake swindle.

She had been deceived by this old man before; when she asked the price before buying, he kept pretending not to understand.

Upon hearing the price, Tongtong was nearly dumbfounded. Eighty-two yuan? She used to buy a bag on the street for just a few yuan!

Xue Chuchu: "How much per pound?"

The old man held up the malt candy: "Twelve yuan per tael."

Jiang Ning laughed: "Why don’t you just go rob someone?"

As soon as the words fell, the old man was furious, immediately performing a face change; he gripped the hammer, his tone becoming very stern: "You asked for it yourself; if you dare not pay, I’ll call the police to arrest you!"

It’s a legal transaction, even if the police come, there’s nothing they can do!

Upon hearing this, Tongtong and Chuchu started to think of ways to get out of the situation.

The old man continued to intimidate: "Pay up, or I’ll report..."

Normal people faced with this would have no choice but to swallow their anger and pay.

Jiang Ning didn’t care about reasoning: "Report my foot!"

He lifted his foot, kicked the old man’s chest with immense force, flipping him and his basket and hammer over, scattering the Ding Ding Candy all over the ground.

The girl who wore a look of despair was stunned in place.

Is there really someone who dares to resist with violence?

Jiang Ning twisted the throttle, and the electric scooter sped away swiftly.