to eat their feed, feeding them eight times a day at the very least. We made sure they ate until they were full. The ground outside the underground chamber was damp and wet, and every night, Lao San...Handan was once the capital of the Zhao Kingdom. The phrase "learning to walk" (學步) originated from this place. Furthermore, Handan is located next to Pengcheng. In ancient times, that area was the genuine origin of the famous Mag State kilns. Mag State kilns were renowned for their white-ground carved plum vase and porcelain pillows. In the past, collectors from all over the country would come to Hebei, specifically to Handan, in search of antiques. They all hoped to find a Mag State kiln tiger pillow to take back and sell at a high price.

The Green Skin train was slow, back then there wasn't a high-speed rail station in Handan area yet, only a Handan West Station. After packing our luggage, we got off the train around 10:30 PM.

"Are you staying here Are you staying here"

"Single room, double room, with shower and charging facilities, only thirty yuan per night!"

"Daming Weixian, Daming Weixian, send someone on horseback to take a carriage!"

As soon as I stepped out of the train station, peddlers hawking their wares and drivers offering black car rides kept approaching me.

Dòuzhǎi zài dǎzhe hāyè shuō: "Yúnfēng, bǎ tóu, zánmen zhǎo gè dìfang zhù yī wǎn ba, zhè rén shēngdì bù shū de bù zhī lù, wǎnshàng bié xiā zhuǎn le xíng bù.

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The guesthouse near the train station is dirty and messy. I don't really want to stay here, but since other people are considering it, I have to think about their feelings too.

I asked Zhao Xuaxuan, saying, "Miss, are you tired Should we stay at the small inn or find someone"

Zhao Xuanyan said listlessly, "I think Douya is right. We should find a place to stay first and continue when it's daylight. We've already come this far, so there's no need to rush these few hours."

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Okay, then let's rest for now and recover our energy.

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I beckoned to the woman who had just been soliciting customers.

"Hey young man, are you staying here" The woman immediately ran over.

We had so many people we booked three rooms. The female boss wanted 120. The young guy, accustomed to the hardships of life on the boat, bargained fiercely with her. Later, the woman accidentally saw the phone he was using and her eyes lit up. She refused to budge on her price.

At that time, the phone I had in my hand was a Wavecom S2000. It cost over 3000 yuan on the market. Nokia 8210 at that time was only over 2000 yuan. Wavecom's ad at the time was "the fighter jet among phones". It was a flip phone with a one-inch display and a radio function. It was incredibly cool, making Samsung and Ericsson look like amateurs.

This woman saw that we were using thousands of dollars' worth of phones, so she wouldn't lower the price. She didn't want to waste time on such trivial matters, just waved her hand and said, "That's it."

The place I'm staying at is an inn, three stories high. The environment is average. My roommate and I share a room, while Head One has his own room, and Miss Zhao has hers.

Ms. Zhao asked the proprietress where she could take a shower, and was told that there was only a communal bathroom, which men and women used together.

She may have obsessive-compulsive disorder and didn't go.

At half past eleven in the evening, I came back from taking a cold shower wearing only my pajamas. As I passed by the corridor, I suddenly saw a group of over ten people going up to the third floor at the same time. Immediately afterwards, there was a lot of noisy commotion coming from the third floor.

The front desk clerk was a spirited young woman with red hair in her early twenties. I walked over and asked curiously, "Hey, beauty, what's all that clattering on the third floor"

The little sister, chin resting in her hand, yawned sleepily and said: "Bed opening meeting Today is the 16th, those are all antique dealers.

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As soon as I heard the sound of bed, I became interested.

Ran into this.

I've heard about it, but I've never had the chance to see it for myself. Now I definitely have to go and see the excitement.

We shouted for the bean sprout kid, and after going up to the third floor, we saw that dozens of rooms had their doors open. We walked through the middle corridor, and we could see everything inside each room.

Vendors, three or two of them, sat cross-legged on the ground playing cards. The bedding on the bed was neat and tidy, rows of antique goods were placed neatly: porcelain, ancient jade, bronze statues, ancient books and scrolls, miscellaneous treasures... If someone passing by in the corridor liked something on the bed, they would knock on the door three times first. Three knocks represented a buyer coming to view the merchandise, while four knocks meant a fellow trader came to socialize.s later, he suddenly turned around and widened his eyes, saying: "There... there seems to be breathing sounds inside!"At this moment, I suddenly remembered the nightmare I had after I fell unconscious...