Just in case, Gong Jian decided to wear AR glasses, but he found that the goddess Chopra was the only one in the glasses.
"Gong Jian." Gong Jian, whose blond hair was like a waterfall like Chopra's, could hardly open her eyes. She leaned forward and asked delicately: "You finally put on your glasses."
Gong Jian felt a little strange. Goddess Chopra had always gone her own way, but now she looked like she had been waiting for him: "What can I do for you?"
"What can happen to me? Can I only come here if I have something to do?" Chopra pretended to be unhappy.
"Oh, that's not the case." Of course Gong Jian couldn't express what was in his heart. What he wanted to see was Xiaoya, not this difficult-to-maintain goddess.
Goddess Chopra looked at Gong Jian steadily for a while, then she suddenly blinked, pointed to the favorability bar next to her, and smiled slightly.
Before Gong Jian could stop him, this golden goddess appeared beside him.
"Oh, why did you use the favorability score without authorization again?" Gong Jian was speechless. Chopra's favorability score was already very low, and she still used it casually like this. It seems that the favorability score will not increase.
"Tell me the truth, where are you going dressed like this?" The goddess looked up and down at Gong Jian's rarely seen casual clothes.
Gong Jian told the truth: "Go to the antique market."
"Antique market?" Chopra immediately became curious: "What kind of market is that?"
"It's a place that sells some antiques and art." Gong Jian picked up his handbag and was about to go out. He turned to look at Chopra and said, "You should take good care of your home."
"Looking after the house? Is there anything I need to see at your house?" Chopra strode to the palace fitness center, narrowed his eyes maliciously and said, "That antique market, take me with you."
"That place is so crowded and confusing. Do you really want to go?" Gong Jian looked at Chopra and didn't want to take her. After all, this goddess was different from Xiaoya. She was too eye-catching. He
The purpose is to gather information, and of course I don't want to attract other people's attention.
"So what if there are so many people and so many eyes? I'll go!" Chopra's body turned slightly, and the gorgeous clothing of the God Realm gradually turned into the work skirt from before.
"Well, if you go to that place with me, you can't wear this." Seeing that Chopra rarely changed her clothes consciously, she had to pick up a magazine, flipped through it casually, pointed at a woman's casual wear and said:
"Let's change it to something like this."
Chopra looked at the photos in the magazine, her body swayed slightly, and her work skirt immediately turned into a fitted casual outfit.
Every time Gong Jian sees the goddesses changing their costumes, he can't help but be amazed. This magic-like technique is so convenient.
"How about it, do I look good in what I'm wearing?" Chopra stood in front of Gong Jian excitedly and twisted around.
"Ahem." Seeing the goddess posing in front of him, Gong Jian coughed awkwardly. He looked at the goddess' long golden hair and said, "Can you hide this hair? It's really too tempting.
It’s attracted people’s attention.”
"What? Don't you like my hair?" Chopra casually picked up a baseball cap that Gong Jian still had on the sofa.
"It's not that I don't like it. I went here this time to look for clues in a low-key manner, so no one would notice." Gong Jian saw the goddess pulling up her hair and stuffing it into a baseball cap, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Let's go." Gong Jian opened the door and walked out with the goddess. He looked around, and as expected, Uncle Zhang came back from walking his dog again.
"Hey, young couple, let's go out." Uncle Zhang started waving from afar, and Gong Jian vaguely agreed and pulled the goddess downstairs quickly.
"Tsk tsk!" Uncle Zhang shook his head: "It's good to be young!"
Gong Jian sneezed and started the car. The car drove onto the highway and drove steadily towards the city.
When they parked the car, Gong Jian got out of the car, and the goddess Chopra also walked out: "Oh, is this the antique market you mentioned?"
Chopra looked forward very curiously. Directly in front of them, a tall iron frame read: Antique Market, in four big characters.
"Well, this is it. Just follow me. There are many people here, and you might get separated if you're not careful." Gong Jian and the goddess entered the antique market. People were coming and going, and the shops on both sides were lined up one by one. It looked very lively.
Already.
In addition to the fixed shops, there is a floor of stalls. These stalls are also temporary stalls, but the goods are relatively cheap.
Gong Jian and the goddess slowly walked among these stalls, hoping to find the ancient fans they saw in the NZT warehouse last time.
"Oops? What is this? It's so beautiful." Chopra stopped in front of a stall, which was a stall selling snuff bottles. Rows of exquisitely painted snuff bottles were placed on the stall, which suddenly made the goddess look like a goddess.
His eyes were attracted to him.
"Girl, this is a snuff bottle." The boss came, and the guest immediately became interested. He suddenly felt that the beautiful woman in front of him was a completely ignorant person.
"The snuff bottle has such a strange name. What is it for?" Chopra turned the snuff bottle over and over to examine it carefully. This kind of exquisitely painted snuff bottle was really strange to her.
"How were these paintings painted?" Chopra reached out and touched the bottle, feeling that the paintings were on the inside.
"It was painted on the inside with a thin brush. The craftsmanship is difficult and complicated. How about calling it a painted snuff bottle? Do you want a few girls?" The boss saw the business opportunity and immediately began to seduce the goddess.
"No, I'll just take a look!" Unexpectedly, Chopra put down the snuff bottle after seeing enough, then pulled Gong Jian and walked forward.
"Hey, why did you leave without even asking the price? You didn't seem to bargain like this, right?" The snuff bottle owner looked confused. Shouldn't he have just pretended to leave after bargaining the price? Why did she forget to mention the price?
The goddess didn't look back and pulled Gong Jian forward, which aroused his curiosity: "You've been looking at it for so long, why don't you want one?"
Gong Jian felt that this kind of modern snuff bottle was not expensive, and if Chopra wanted it, he could definitely buy one for her.
"I saw the instruction manual next to it. This thing actually uses the nose to smoke. Ah, I really can't stand it when I think about it." The goddess frowned and continued: "You mortals are really weird, using such a beautiful thing to smoke.
Smoking is such a waste."
So that’s it. After seeing the instruction manual with sharp eyes, the goddess explained what a snuff bottle was. No wonder she felt a little uncomfortable: “Actually, many people bought them just as decorations and don’t really use them. The inner painting process is not ours.
It’s the only one in the world.” (To be continued)