From afternoon to dusk, the three Wei Ran people who put on windbreakers mingled among a group of old cosplayers wearing military uniforms from various countries during World War II and carrying various antique weapons on their backs. They almost walked from stall to stall.

When the sun went down, the small stall that the three of them had been paying attention to finally lit up with two kerosene lamps.

"Come over and see what treasures there are!"

Before Suisui finished speaking, she had already pulled Wei Ran with one hand and Lu Xinda with the other. They stepped on the mud on the ground and surrounded them with some old guys who seemed to know the inside story in the freezing rain that didn't stop.

In such a short time, the stall that originally had only a dozen kerosene lamps of various types and only one side to welcome customers, now not only has all the kerosene lamps hanging above the head, but also turned into a "counter sister" standing in the middle

Open on all sides.

However, just by looking at the appearance and clothes of the cabinet sisters and cabinet brothers, Suisui and Wei Ran, who were running over through the mud, could tell at a glance that the person who ran this oil lamp stall most likely had a reputation that was not very good.

of gypsies.

“Gypsies again”

Suisui mumbled something vaguely in Chinese. No wonder she had such an attitude. Last year, when they went to an island in the Volga River to celebrate the New Year together as a group, they were missed by the gypsies.

Although Suisui really doesn't have a good impression of this carefree, slow and romantic nation as a whole, you can tell by looking at the old guys around who are carrying Enfields, Mausers and even Garands and Mosin-Nagants for granted.

This small stall selling stolen goods is probably a relic of this kind of activity.

When the three of them got closer, they immediately noticed that the items sold on all four sides of the stall were different.

The side farthest from the three of them sells items such as mobile phones, computers, watches, cameras, and even large-size LCD TVs. At the same time, that side is also the side with the most people.

The row of stalls on the left sells things such as pots, pans, coffee pots, tea sets, vases, candlesticks, and small musical instruments. On the right, they sell all kinds of jewelry and brand-name clothes whose authenticity and origin are unknown.

, shoes and bags.

There is no doubt that there are also many people at the stalls on both sides, and the transaction rate and transaction speed are far higher than those at the opposite stall.

But the stall where Wei Ran and the three people came together was more than half less crowded. Except for the three of them, the rest of the crowd were old guys who looked to be over sixty years old.

As for the things on display at the stalls, they are mostly old books, records, tapes, film cameras, various film negatives, and even old photos and photo albums.

Even Lu Xinda, who was hired by Jia Ya last year, knew that Wei Ran would probably not move away from a stall like this for a while, and she and Suisui were not familiar with the second-hand goods on the other three stalls.

Huo really didn't have much interest, so he simply didn't move. Like Wei Ran, he looked through the photo albums with unknown origins but with a lot of traces of time with the same interest.

"Have we been to this place?" Not long after, Lu Xinda asked curiously, pointing to the black and white photos in the album she had opened.

Hearing this, Wei Ran and Suisui all looked over. The photo Xinda pointed at was a shot of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses pit. They had just visited during the Chinese New Year, so the little girl was naturally impressed.

Unfortunately, as Lu Xinda flipped through the pages, there was only one sign of China in this large photo album, or one that could be recognized as China.

Perhaps out of the fate of having been to the same place, Lu Xinda not only bought the photo at a high price of two pounds, but also spent an extra pound to buy the young man with dreadlocks but holding a child.

The female stall owner helped her seal this old black and white photo.

Seeing that the girl had gained something, Wei Ran and Suisui looked at each other and smiled, then they each withdrew their gazes and continued to look at the photo albums in their hands.

As the photo albums were flipped through, when Wei Ran once again picked up an album that was the size of an A4 paper and five or six centimeters thick and opened it, he discovered that this time it was not a photo album, but a book with a lot of mold remaining.

Film album.

These albums made of transparent plastic contain a total of 40 negatives arranged in five horizontal and eight rows.

After asking the shop owner through Lu Xinda's translator and getting permission, Wei Ran took out a tablet for watching dramas from Suisui's bag, opened WeChat's pure white chat window, and then set the screen to always on

Use it as a background for viewing these negatives, and carefully examine the small square film.

However, as he browsed through the pages, Wei Ran's face, which was just killing time, became a little serious.

But just for a moment, he returned to his nonchalant look. He searched the stall with no results based on the photo album in his hand, and then he waved to the stall owner.

"Xinda, ask this shopkeeper how much this book costs." Wei Ran said in smooth Chinese.

When Lu Xinda, who had just traded photos with the stall owner and got a free French fries for her sweet talk, translated the question, the stall owner with dreadlocks just glanced at it casually and used her belt.

He said in English with a slight accent, "150 pounds. They found this book together. If you want to buy it together, two copies are only 250 pounds."

Picking up a photo album pointed by the stall owner and taking a look at it, Wei Ran waited for Lu Xinda to translate the stall owner's words back, then stacked it with the photo album in his arms, and then counted out 250

The pound was handed over.

The deal was reached extremely smoothly. Wei Ran waited until the stall owner helped him wrap the two booklets together with newspapers and wide tape, and put them into an extra canvas handbag and handed them over, then he said casually,

"Xinda, ask him again, where did he...um...acquire these photo albums from, yes, where did he acquire them from."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Eastbourne"

The stall owner holding the child answered the question without any concealment, and then proactively added for fear that Wei Ran and others would not know where this place was, "It's the largest town in East Sussex.

At that time, there were a lot of beachgoers there.”

Hearing this, Wei Ran politely thanked Lu Xinda, took the things he bought, greeted Suisui and walked out.

"Did you find something good?" Suisui caught up and asked excitedly in her native language in a lowered voice.

"Probably." Wei Ran nodded inconspicuously, "Let's wait until we find a hotel to stay at at night. Don't let Henry notice what he bought."

Hearing this, Suisui immediately wisely shut her mouth. At the same time, she also subconsciously felt that Wei Ran looked exactly like her father, Professor Alexei, who used to buy Soviet Union at the market by Chacha Lake.

What it looks like when you buy the relics of the Soviet Red Army for the price of rubles.

On the other hand, Lu Xinda, this little girl was still concentrating on enjoying the French fries presented by the gypsy female stall owner, but she was not very interested in the treasure Wei Ran bought.

Almost at the same time that the small stall with more than a dozen oil lamps lit was blocked by other tents and World War II military vehicles, Mr. Henry's call came from the walkie-talkie in Wei Ran's pocket - the auction was about to begin.

"Are you still going to the auction?" Suisui asked Wei Ran. The girl couldn't wait to see what treasures he had found.

"Aren't you going?" Wei Ran asked with a smile. He also wanted to quickly look through the album of films he just bought.

"Then I won't go. It's too cold here, and the auction is too expensive." Suisui opened her mouth and found a good reason.

Now that they had made a decision, the three drama actors quickened their pace, hugging their shoulders and getting into Henry's tent.

No need to remind her, the little girl Lu Xinda squatted beside the wood stove, warming herself by the fire, shivering, saying that after the three of them went out for a walk, they felt it was too cold, so they did not go to the auction.

"You young people are too lacking in physical exercise."

Henry, the fat man who was obviously the least exercised, patted his beer belly with bulging flesh, casually put on a World War II British Navy woolen coat and said, "In this case, you can stay and help me guard the tent. There are enough people in the carriage.

There is firewood, if you want to warm up quickly, go inside and find a bottle of your favorite wine to have a drink, but don't be polite."

After saying that, without waiting for Cinda Lu to help translate, Henry called to the black boy Robert, pulled a camper van and left the warm tent.

Watching the two of them go away on tiptoe, Lu Xinda immediately put down the tent door, and even untied the small curtain attached to the ventilation window on the tent door and attached the Velcro around the window.

By the time she was prompted by belated curiosity, she pulled up a chair and sat down next to Wei Ran and Suisui. Wei Ran had already torn apart the newspapers and tapes used as packaging, and couldn't wait to open the pages he cared about most.

That album of negatives.

"What treasure did you see?" Suisui asked curiously, and her big expectant eyes followed Wei Ran's movements and landed on the album.

"You'll find out later"

Wei Ran was not in a hurry to explain. He just asked for the tablet to light up the screen and put it under the film, flipping through the pages.

The content of the first dozen pages is quite normal. It basically records the scenery across the UK, as well as a middle-aged woman with a slightly plump figure, wearing an apron and holding various delicacies in her hands, and her family.

But when he turned to the middle part, what was recorded in the negatives turned into some slightly "obscene" photos.

These photos that are "not allowed to be broadcast by television stations" range from shots that look like staged shots to moments that look like they were captured at random.

Regardless of whether they were posing or taking a snapshot, the "old couple" Wei Ran and Suisui naturally didn't feel any embarrassment, but the little girl Lu Xinda was already blushing with embarrassment at this time, and she didn't know whether she should turn her head over.

Take the melon back.

If you don’t accept it, doesn’t that mean you still want to see it?

But if you take it back, doesn’t it mean you saw it?

Just when the little girl fell into a subtle embarrassment, she did not expect that Wei Ran, a big gangster, actually took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera function, pointed at one of the negatives and enlarged it.

By the time she reacted, Wei Ran had already "clicked" and took an exceptionally clear photo of the film that was illuminated by the tablet screen!

"What are you doing? There are children here."

Suisui patted Wei Ran angrily and asked in a particularly disgusting manner, "Isn't the baby you're looking for just these obscene films?"

"Obscene films?"

Wei Ran smiled, then pulled out the film photo he had just taken and handed it to Suisui, "Do you know who the man in this photo is?"

Hearing this, Suisui took the phone and took a look.

In this photo, there is a man with slightly sparse hair. When this photo was taken, he was holding a cigarette in one hand and holding a slender woman with a half-naked upper body in his other hand. He used his hand to "kindly" help her.

He looked at the woman and covered a big lamp on her chest, and at the same time, as if accidentally, she clamped the lamp bead of the big lamp with her other hand as if she were holding a cigarette, and by the way, she also let the lamp

The headlight undergoes physical elastic deformation.

And although the woman being held in her arms only showed less than a third of her profile in the film, one of her hands covered the other big light on her chest in the same posture.

, and the other hand seems to be holding a camera for taking selfies.

"Is this old gangster famous?" Suisui asked curiously.

"Famous? Of course it's famous!"

Wei Ran said without any pause, "The old gangster you are talking about is Max Ernst."

"Max Ernst? Who is he?" Suisui asked with a confused look on his face.

"A French painter and sculptor"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wei Ran continued to browse the negatives carefully while introducing, "He is also the soul of Dadaism and Surrealism."

"So this person is famous?"

Suisui asked again, becoming increasingly confused. Although she was legally considered a "European" with Russian nationality, firstly, Russia was "too far" from Europe, and secondly, she was also "too far" from Russia.

Therefore, her understanding of the bad things and people in Europe is not as familiar as the various monsters in Journey to the West.

"Of course he is famous," Wei Ran simply raised his head and explained, "This person is equivalent to Leonardo da Vinci of the Surrealist school."

As soon as these words were spoken, even Lu Xinda, who was a little embarrassed at first, raised her head and glanced at the negative photo on the screen of her mobile phone.
To be continued...