Chapter 371: Taobao on the Royal Street in the Tang and Song Dynasties
When Lin Fan arrived at Tang and Song Imperial Street, it was already close to one o'clock at noon. At this time, Tang and Song Imperial Street had relatively few people, but it was still bustling and very lively.
Lin Fan hugged Qiqi and used his true energy to create a comfortable ambient temperature around his body, so Qiqi didn't feel hot at all. He only wore a pink hat with a large brim to block the sun.
"Daddy, there are so many people."
Qiqi was in Lin Fan's arms, blinking her big clear eyes and looking around, and said in a sweet voice: "Daddy, what are we doing here?"
Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Let's go shopping."
"Hmm? Buying something? What are you buying? Are there any fun toys?" Qiqi asked with shining eyes.
"Haha..." Lin Fan laughed and said, "Our little princess Qiqi can buy whatever she likes."
"Awesome!" Qiqi clapped her little hands happily and looked around more intently, looking for fun and interesting things.
Lin Fan carried Qiqi and walked inside, releasing his consciousness and began to search carefully.
Lin Fan's spiritual consciousness is like a radar, able to detect all changes within the coverage area. At this moment, he wants to use his spiritual consciousness to find good things hidden among the people. For Lin Fan, antiques, calligraphy and paintings are of little value, he needs
It is something that truly contains spiritual energy and energy. It is best to find a tripod or similar metal container to use as an alchemy furnace.
To put it bluntly, I'm just here to try my luck. It's good to encounter someone, but it doesn't matter if you don't encounter it. At worst, you'll have to use local methods to make elixirs. Anyway, this isn't Lin Fan's first time.
However, Lin Fan secretly felt that he would gain something from this trip. There was no basis for it. It was just intuition. If he had to come up with some basis, it would probably be that Lin Fan believed that he was a person with great opportunities and great luck.
Favor him.
The imperial streets of the Tang and Song dynasties were a mixed bag of good and bad, and the stall owners who set up stalls were trying their best to sell their products, and their words were astonishing: "The bronze sword from the Warring States Period was just unearthed last week. It is said that it is the sword of Bai Qi, the god of death."
, once stained with countless blood, it only costs 100,000 yuan!"
"Wu Zetian's favorite jade hairpin is a real treasure that came out of the palace. If you want it sincerely, it can be cheaper. It only costs 28,000!"
"The blue and white porcelain from the official kilns of the Northern Song Dynasty handed down from my ancestors has been used as a chamber pot, with flowers and decorations. It is an absolute treasure, and it only costs 998. Yes, you heard it right, not 980,000, nor 9080, but only 98,000.
998! You can’t buy it at 998 and you’ll suffer. You can’t buy at 998 and you won’t be fooled. Don’t miss it if you pass by!”
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However, Lin Fan ignored the self-promotion of these stall owners. He only had to control his spiritual consciousness to detect whether it was a real dragon in the sky or a loach below, and his true identity would be revealed immediately.
If Qiqi hadn't carefully checked every stall she passed, it would have only taken Lin Fan two or three minutes to check them all.
Lin Fan carried Qiqi and walked slowly inside. The little silly boy followed behind, while Qiqi looked around like a curious baby.
Almost half an hour later, Lin Fan had already passed by more than thirty stalls, but the items sold at these stalls were all not genuine without exception. The oldest one was only forty or fifty years old.
However, Qiqi fell in love with a set of small and exquisite porcelain dolls, so Lin Fan paid two thousand yuan to buy them.
The porcelain dolls Lin Fan bought were a complete set, twelve in total. They were not antiques, but just exquisitely crafted gadgets.
The twelve porcelain dolls are all little monks. Each one is about half the height of Lin Fan's hand. They are doing different movements. Some are lying on their sides and taking a nap, some are shaking with buckets, and some are shaking.
Standing on one leg, it seems that he is practicing martial arts. The funniest thing is a little monk lying in the bathtub taking a bath. He is as cute as the fat monk in the movie "The Laughing Forest Boy", white and fat, with a towel on his shoulders.
Qiqi was attracted to this fat monk at first sight.
Lin Fan bought it.
After walking around for more than half a circle, Lin Fan was still a little disappointed because he didn't find anything of value to him.
After all, the earth's cultivation civilization is too far behind. The probability of encountering something with energy in the secular world is really low.
However, the little guy has always been in high spirits. No matter how old a woman is, she has an innate talent for shopping.
In Qiqi's opinion, this is just shopping.
Lin Fan came in from the West Street entrance of Tang and Song Dynasty Imperial Street and strolled along the right side to the East Street entrance. At the East Street entrance, there was a group of boys and girls wearing Hanfu and taking pictures. Qiqi saw the clothes they were wearing.
It seemed different from what I usually see, and I felt a little strange. I pointed my little finger over there and asked with a pouted mouth: "Daddy, the clothes they wear are so strange. They seem different from us."
Lin Fan looked in the direction of Qiqi's finger and said with a smile, "The one they are wearing is called Hanfu."
"Huh?" Qiqi heard this term for the first time and asked curiously: "What is Hanfu, daddy? Is it a sweaty garment?"
"Ha ha……"
Lin Fan was amused by Qiqi's remarks. He pinched Qiqi's pink face and explained: "Hanfu is actually the traditional costume of our nation. It has been around since a long time ago and carries the Han nationality.
It has outstanding craftsmanship and aesthetics such as dyeing, weaving and embroidery, and has inherited more than 30 pieces of Chinese intangible cultural heritage and protected Chinese arts and crafts."
Lin Fan remembered that he occasionally saw Hanfu mentioned in the news a few days ago. He paid attention to it, otherwise he really wouldn't know how to answer the little guy's question more appropriately.
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"How long ago was it?" Qiqi asked again.
"Even when Qiqi wasn't born, dad wasn't born, and dad's dad wasn't born either..." Lin Fan said slowly.
"Wow, it's been a long, long time." Qiqi sighed with her eyes wide open and her little mouth pouted.
While Lin Fan and Qiqi were talking, among the group of young people wearing Hanfu, there was a little girl holding a microphone and reciting something passionately to the passers-by: "Why do you criticize my behavior when I wear the most beautiful clothes?"
abnormal?"
"Why do you say that the Han costume that I cherish so much belongs to Fusang?"
"Why do you always treat my sincere confession as a joke?"
"Why can't the tears I shed move your iron heart at all?"
"..."
It seems to be to rectify the name of Hanfu.
Hanfu is beautiful, but the Hanfu circle is not as glamorous as it looks. Lin Fan has heard some rumors, but he has no interest in it, so he looked away after a few glances.
Qiqi looked at it with gusto, her jewel-like eyes flashing brightly. Although she didn't understand what Hanfu was, it didn't affect her feeling that the clothes were beautiful.
Seeing that Qiqi was very interested, Lin Fan stopped and watched, but he was not idle, and his consciousness shrouded the nearby stalls.
"Huh?"
Lin Fan exclaimed softly and looked towards the booth at the far end.