Chapter Nine hundred and sixtieth the performance of the hillbilly
It took more than half a month to get from Longyun City to Feng Shang City. This inevitably made Han Sanqian miss the convenient transportation on earth. If there were high-speed rail and airplanes, this distance could be reached in a few hours at most, so there was no need to use it.
Such a long time.
Not only wasting energy, but also wasting time.
Moreover, during this half month, the two women Bai Lingwan'er and Fei Ling'er got into a lot of trouble.
It is said that beauties come with troubles, and this is true, but fortunately with Huang Xiaoyong coming forward, these troubles can be solved without Han Sanqian's intervention.
Standing outside the gate of Feng Shang City, the magnificent city gate gave people a sense of grandeur, which aroused Huang Xiaoyong's repeated admiration.
"I used to think that Xiaoling City was already impressive enough, but I didn't expect that I was the frog in the well. This Feng Shang City is too exaggerated. It's just a city gate, but it's so big." Huang Xiaoyong said with a look of amazement.
Like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.
Han Sanqian didn't have much reaction. This place is indeed not comparable to Xiaoling City and Longyun City, but on Earth, Han Sanqian has also seen many high-rise buildings. Compared with the buildings on Earth, Feng Shang City is still
Too inferior.
"Master, aren't you surprised at all?" Seeing Han Sanqian's expression as usual, Huang Xiaoyong asked curiously.
"Stop your ignorant look and don't make people laugh." Han Sanqian said.
Huang Xiaoyong looked embarrassed and controlled his emotion of wonder, but after walking into the city gate, he couldn't help but start to marvel again and again, because the buildings in the city were completely different from the cities he had seen before.
Han Sanqian also frowned at this time. According to what he had seen in Longyun City and Xiaoling City, the construction style in the Imperial Court should be of the ancient type, but in Feng Shopping Mall, Han
Sanqian feels a modern atmosphere. Each building has some modern elements, which is completely different from the architectural style of Longyun City and Xiaoling City.
"Master, the buildings in Feng Shang City are really strange. What are those round and pointed ones?" Huang Xiaoyong asked Han Sanqian in confusion.
"Look around you. How much contempt and ridicule are looking at you. Can't you restrain yourself?" Huang Xiaoyong's ignorant exclamation attracted many people to laugh at him, so Han Sanqian had to remind him to pay attention to himself again.
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Huang Xiaoyong wanted to be embarrassed, but Han Sanqian didn't.
Huang Xiaoyong also wanted to control it, but there were so many things here that he had never seen before that he couldn't control them at all.
"Master, this place is so magical, I can't control it." Huang Xiaoyong said with a bitter look on his face.
Han Sanqian rolled his eyes helplessly and said, "Find a place to live first so you can get used to it."
When several people were looking for the inn, Fei Linger deliberately walked at the end.
To her, Huang Xiaoyong's reaction was very normal. Anyone who came to Feng Shang Mall, no matter where he came from, would behave like Huang Xiaoyong as long as it was his first time here.
Because the architecture of Feng Shang City is unique in the entire Imperial Court, Feng Shang City was built two hundred years ago. It is said that the person who designed and built Feng Shang City once visited another world, and he built Feng Shang City based on the composition of another world.
Of course, this is just a legend. Some people also regard the builder's other world as a dream, and only things that appear in dreams can make people marvel.
However, Han Sanqian's expression remained as usual. Apart from being a little confused, he was not surprised at all, which made Fei Ling'er feel very curious.
How did he manage to be as calm as water?
Is it because these things are not strange in his eyes, or is it because he has a strong heart that any strange thing he sees will not cause waves in his heart?
Between the two guesses, Fei Ling'er didn't know which one was more likely, but she was certain that Han Sanqian was definitely extraordinary.
Fengyan Inn.
The four of them originally wanted four rooms, but there was only one left in the entire Fengyan Inn. Han Sanqian originally planned to turn around and leave, but the owner of the inn said that the nearby inns were already full and he could spare some room here.
One room was left because a guest suddenly checked out and left. If Han Sanqian and others hadn't been lucky, they wouldn't even have a place to stay.
"Boss, is there such a gunman in the inn in Feng Shang City?" Huang Xiaoyong felt that the innkeeper was speaking mysteriously and asked with a questioning expression.
"In normal times, there wouldn't be such a gunman. It looks like you are from out of town. You don't know what's going on in Feng Shopping Mall recently." The innkeeper said with a smile. He didn't despise Huang Xiaoyong, but just said:
He looked very excited, as if he wanted to explain to Huang Xiaoyong the reason for the excitement.
"The largest auction city in Feng Shang City will hold an auction in two days. Fengmo Auction House only opens its doors once every six months, but every auction is good, so it will attract many people to Feng Shang Mall. The lively scene every six months in Feng Shang Mall
, has long been a fascinating thing, even those who don’t buy anything are willing to come and join in the fun, so inns throughout the city will be full during this period." said the innkeeper.
"Master, I didn't expect that we would be allowed to catch up with this semi-annual event, but there is only one room. What should we do?" Huang Xiaoyong said with a troubled face. He felt that Han Sanqian could sleep in the same room with two women.
After all, he is the master, and he does not dare to have such thoughts.
"Let's deal with it reluctantly, and then think of a way." Han Sanqian said, since the innkeeper has made it so clear, there is only one room at the moment, Han Sanqian has to let everyone sleep on the street.
"Okay, boss, give us the last room." Huang Xiaoyong said to the boss.
Just as he was about to pay, an inappropriate voice suddenly rang.
"Boss, I want the last remaining room here. You can make whatever price you want."
This annoying voice made Huang Xiaoyong extremely dissatisfied. He turned around and saw a handsome young man waving a fan. He actually had such a dashing posture, handsome appearance and tall enough figure that he probably attracted many women.
"Brother, we were here first, so naturally this room should be given to us." Huang Xiaoyong said coldly.
The man didn't care about Huang Xiaoyong's words at all, but walked up to the boss and said: "When you open the door to do business, the most important thing is to make money. Whoever gives you more money is the boss. Am I right?"
The boss looked embarrassed. He was not the kind of person who was jealous of money, but the young man shaking the fan was obviously not someone to be trifled with. If he insisted on giving the room to Huang Xiaoyong, he might get into trouble.
