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On the street.
As Dong Xuebin pondered how to use back to make a killing at the Antique Market, he headed for the underpass to cross the road and return to the hospital from the other side.
The underpass was damp and carried a faint smell of urine. Numerous little stalls were crammed along both sides, selling phone charms, mini fans, and peelers. At the outermost steps were vendors selling cut pineapple chunks and ice cream wrapped in plastic foam. It was quite lively.
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"Come take a look! These are the latest peelers, ten yuan each!"
Dong Xuebin lifted his foot to avoid the carrot peels scattered all over the ground. Just as he was about to check out some phone charms at a woman's stall, a familiar figure suddenly entered his view. It was the middle-aged man who had bumped into him earlier—Teacher Cheng, the coin appraisal expert.
Teacher Cheng slowly walked over to a stall selling rusty Ancient Coins, bent down, and intently rummaged through the copper coins piled atop a white cloth.
Enemies really did meet on narrow roads. Dong Xuebin's anger flared up again.
Not far away, Teacher Cheng casually asked, "How much are these?"
The stall owner was a listless young man in his twenties, smoking without even raising his head. "Five yuan each."
Teacher Cheng said, "That's a little expensive, isn't it?"
The young man said nothing and crushed out his cigarette butt.
Seeing this, Dong Xuebin could not help curling his lip. He had once gone with the owner of an antique shop to buy stock. Ancient Coins there were sold by the pound, working out to