The Magic Eye Little

In fact, Yueyin had just returned to the dormitory. The first thing she did after putting down her backpack was to change the numbers on the whiteboard. That board had accompanied her from elementary school to now; the edges of the whiteboard were worn smooth.,The elderly man was over sixty years old, his hair was gray, but he was in good spirits. His stall was set up next to his son's store, not taking up anyone else's space. He had a small table with copper coins and antique jewelry on it. The old man sat behind the table, chatting with people when they came by. When there were no customers, he would occasionally take out his long pipe and take a few puffs. Basically, there weren't many chances to chat, and most of the time he was alone in silence.,Le Yun praised each new item, admiring the other trinkets again. Grandpa Li was sometimes unreliable, bringing back only cheap knick-knacks, but sometimes he got incredibly lucky and found real treasures. Once, he found a Republic of China Yuan Datou coin and sold it for ten thousand yuan.。