In the last few days before the New Year, everyone seemed to have been idle. Even His Majesty did not let himself work so hard. He slept a little more for two consecutive days and looked a lot more energetic. In addition, he felt good when he had a meal at Yingxin Building yesterday, so the smile on the corners of his mouth felt more relaxed than before.

The Chang'an City Temple Fair officially began on the 27th day of the 12th lunar month. There are four temple fairs in the four cities, east, west, south and north. The most lively one is the Chalanshan Temple Fair in the north. There are mountains and undulating north of Chang'an City, but the scale is not large and the height is only about a hundred feet. However, the scenery is good in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This mountain should be considered a part of the Yanshan Mountains in the north. It stretches for more than twenty miles from east to west. It looks like a fence outside the vegetable garden at the people's homes, so it is called fence mountain.

There is a very large open space at the foot of the Shanlan Mountain. It is precisely because it is big enough that the temple fair is more lively.

Relatively speaking, the Jinxiutang Street Temple Fair in Dongcheng seems a bit more elegant, and most of the people who go there are dignitaries, so they are unwilling to go to the big temple fair in Beicheng to pass by the people one after another. Not only are they crowded, they are not adapted to the strong market atmosphere.

The temple fair in Xicheng is mainly opera, and all major opera troupes will set up stages to sing operas there, with all the music in the north and south, so the nobles are willing to go there and see their favorite characters appear on the stage and speak loudly.

The Nancheng Temple Fair is also called the Earth Temple Fair because the temple fair is near an abandoned brick kiln. There are no weeds. When there are too many people, it will appear to be stormy and dusty when walking. The people joked that the family of three went to the Earth Temple Fair and shook their clothes home and could cushion the yard. If the neighbors and neighbors went back together, they could shake the road all the way, and they could pave the road.

The Chalanshan Temple Fair will last until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month and then be transformed into a lantern festival.

At first, some foreign merchants who came to Daning to do business found that the importance the people of Daning attached to the New Year was unimaginable. They did not understand why a day was designated as a festival would evolve into an unchangeable custom or even sentiment.

They don't understand, but they find business opportunities.

Especially those merchants from small countries in the Western Regions would even prepare for this nearly twenty-day temple fair. They began to arrange people to return to the Western Regions at least seven or eight months in advance, bringing back a large amount of goods, and waiting for the temple fair to start selling.

The people of Daning are rich, and these foreign merchants make a lot of money every year.

Shen Leng and Cha Ye were unable to move forward near the temple fair. There were really a crowd of people. Shen Leng got off the car and asked the coachman to wait on the side of the road, and then took Cha Ye's hand into the temple fair venue.

About five or six meters in front of Shen Leng, there were casual personal soldiers, on the left, right, and behind, and there were all there. Of course, others couldn't see anything strange, but if you look down from above, you would see that these people were always maintaining the same speed as Shen Leng Cha Ye.

If Shen Leng comes to play by himself, of course he doesn't have to worry about it. But now that Cha Ye is pregnant, Shen Leng has to be careful.

"What's this?"

Cha Ye saw a Fanbang merchant introducing his goods in a broken Ning language on the road. He was wearing small boxes one by one. After opening it, there would be wonderful music sounds. He said that this was a magic box, which could bring good luck to people and was extremely expensive. Such a small thing costs fifteen taels of silver.

"Magic Box,Magic Box."

The merchant of Fanbang saw that Cha Ye was paying attention to this place and reached out to Cha Ye’s hand: “Come and take a look, magic box.”

With a snap, the hand was opened by cold.

The Fanbang merchant snorted in pain, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

But soon, the anger disappeared.

"This guest, please look at my magic box."

He pointed to his goods and said, "From the mysterious West, it is made of magic. Whoever buys it back will bring good luck."

Chen Leng looked at him: "Can the magic box bring good luck to people?"

The Fanbang merchant immediately said, "Of course, you would rather not know the magic of our side. We have magic. We have created these things that can make wonderful music with magic, but this is not important. What is important is that those who buy magic boxes can bless peace and be more effective than your gods."

Chen Leng: "Well... then these magic boxes are all yours. Are you lucky enough to be better than anyone else?"

The Fanbang merchant was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have never expected that anyone would argue like this.

He glared coldly, as if he thought Cha Ye liked this thing just now, so he reached out to pull Cha Ye's hand: "You touch it, this thing can make you more beautiful."

With a bang, the hand was hit by Chen Leng again.

The Fanbang merchant was a little annoyed: "What are you doing!"

Chen Leng: "You haven't answered me yet, can your magic boxes that can bring good luck to you?"

"Of course!"

Fanbang merchant said: "If you want to buy it, buy it. If you can't afford it, go away. I don't like you. These magic boxes are mine. Of course, the good luck I give you is also given by me. People I don't like don't deserve to own magic boxes and will not have good luck."

Chen Leng waved, and the two personal soldiers behind him pressed on one person's neck.

He glanced at the person who was held down, then looked at the Fanbang merchant: "It seems that it did not bring you any good luck... You deliberately pulled the people who were planning to see your goods, and then while others were paying attention to your goods, your accomplices stole their wallets from behind."

Chen Leng sighed: "It seems that this magic box can really bring me good luck, but it hasn't brought it to you."

The Fanbang merchant's face changed: "Don't talk nonsense. I don't know what you are talking about. I am a serious businessman. My magic box is so good. Why do I steal it?"

Chen Leng flipped through the man who was caught and found his own wallet: "Do you know why I noticed you stealing me just now, but I didn't catch you on the spot?"

He shook his wallet in front of Fanbang merchants: "Because you can't escape."

The Fanbang merchant snorted: "I don't know this person. Maybe you deliberately stuffed your money bag on him and framed me. Daning is a reasonable country. If I don't deal with people like you, please leave quickly."

Chen Leng nodded.

"Since you said that Daning is a reasonable country, then I will talk to you about reasoning. When you purchase these goods, you should have a bottom order. According to the law of Daning, merchants from foreign countries do not have a bottom order and no clear source, and are considered smuggling."

He looked into the eyes of the Fanbang merchant: "Come on, use your magic to make it come out for me."

The Fanbang merchant snorted and began to pack up his own things: "I don't talk to you, you are a bad person."

Seven or eight foreigners approached here, as if they wanted to assist their accomplices.

Chen Leng asked Cha Ye: "Who do you like?"

Cha Ye smiled and shook his head: "I just saw something wrong here, so I took a few more glances. They were embarrassed to say magic in this kind of gadget..."

Chen Leng reached out to pick up a so-called magic box and took a look. The reason he chose this was because the pattern on this magic box was a flower and a big flower.

"This one."

Chen Leng handed the things to Mr. Cha, then took out his purse and took fifteen taels of silver to put it on the stall of Fanbang merchant: "Eat something good."

The Fanbian merchant did not expect that Chen Leng would pay money to buy things. He was already ready to collect his stall and go back to the inn today to avoid it. Ningren was arrogant and was so polite to other countries to come to foreign countries. Some even thought that they were nobler than their own people. In this world, the proudest person is Ningren, followed by the black warriors.

"What do you mean?"

He looked at the silver and asked.

Chen Leng said: "You can order food in Daning's cell, as long as you have enough money and are very warm, making you feel like you are going home."

He waved his hand: "Take it all."

The personal soldiers around immediately moved, and the seven or eight Fanbians who had approached before were immediately pressed there without even reacting. How could they see that there were so many people around who were the guy's subordinates?

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and more and more people were watching.

Soon, the officials responsible for maintaining order ran over. They were all constables in Shuntian Prefecture, and they were a little confused when they saw the situation.

Chen Leng took off his waist card and threw it to one of the constables. The constable caught it, looked at it, and hurriedly handed it back to Chen Leng with both hands: "General, what's going on?"

"Will...will...will,will,will,ei?"

The Fanbang merchant's face suddenly turned pale: "This little thing is my gift to you. General, don't get me wrong. These people really have nothing to do with me. I don't know them. I am really just a serious business person."

"Even the accomplices sell."

Chen Leng put the so-called magic box he bought for money into his beloved little schoolbag and pulled Cha Ye forward: "Let's go, it's said that there is a snack street in front of him, all kinds of delicious food."

The news spread quickly. In less than half an hour, all the merchants from foreign countries in the entire Shanlanshan Temple Fair were honest, and the prices of many goods dropped by more than half.

Chen Leng naturally would not be distorted by this trivial matter. He took Cha Ye to stroll and eat, and bought the delicious food on the snack street. In the end, he stopped and his eyes remained at a very deserted stall.

Unlike other merchants, there was not even a single person stopping in front of this man's stall because his stall was empty.

The bearded Fanbang man set a low table in front of him, with a clean white cloth spread on it, and his hands were placed on it, and nothing else except his hands.

"What are you selling?"

Shen Leng asked.

"hand."

The bearded man's answer is very simple.

If someone else had to complain about something crazy, Chen Leng would become even more curious.

“How to sell?”

He asked.

The bearded man looked up at Chen Leng: "Ning Yin, five thousand taels."

Chen Leng whispered and pointed at his hands: "How to eat?"

The bearded man was confused: "What, how to eat?"

Chen Leng looked at the hands and said, "Five thousand taels of silver are OK, as long as it is worth it, but I don't know how to make this hand. Braised, it seems unsatisfactory. It looks disgusting if steamed. If you chop it up, you can eat the meat filling? That doesn't show that this is the meat filling worth 5 thousand taels of silver."

The bearded man glared coldly: "You don't understand, you can go."

Chen Leng: "Flip your hand over."

The bearded man's eyes lit up and he turned his hands over. There were thick layers of calluses on the palms of his hands.

Chen Leng looked at Cha Ye: "Cover your ears."

Mr. Cha didn't understand why, but he still covered his ears.

Chen Leng pressed down and lowered his body, and said to the bearded man very close, "I'm not asking for trouble, I'm just really curious. Your hand... does it hurt when you use it yourself?"

The bearded man was in a moment's mind.

Chen Leng quickly smiled and shook his head: "Don't be angry... The calluses on your hands are not caused by holding weapons. Are you a craftsman? What are you doing?"

"blacksmith."

The bearded man looked at the cold eyes and said seriously: "The blacksmith who made the killing weapon."

Chen Leng: "Sword?"
Chapter completed!