The annual Spring Festival temple fair in the Old Town God's Temple is the most lively. However, after the Lantern Festival tomorrow, the temple fair will end, and things will return to normal by then.
Looking at the tourists walking outside the window, Xiao Chen knew that many people like to go shopping now.
Of course, this temple fair is actually similar to the market in my hometown.
There is no such thing as going to a market in a big city, because there are streets as soon as you go out, and you go shopping every day. As for temple fairs, it is different. Temple fairs are concentrated for a certain period of time, and the pattern looks similar to those in rural areas.
When Xiao Chen, Zhou Shihao, Pan Sheng, Boss Pan, and Boss Pan's uncle were sitting and chatting, they were surprised to hear Xiao Chen talk about what happened when he returned to his hometown for the New Year.
"I didn't expect there to be so many fake monks?"
"Nowadays, there may be counterfeiters in all walks of life in the country. With the general situation like this, it may be difficult to change for a while. We can only wait until ten years later when the situation starts to improve."
The so-called antiques bought from street stalls like the Chenghuang Temple are basically fake and old fakes. However, many tourists don't understand and may be fooled into buying them.
Even many international friends came here to visit, but they were also deceived into buying them back.
Of course, if it is a collection, it will definitely have no value because it is a fake, but if it is just used for fun, then it is nothing.
That is because the prices were not very high, so I didn't bother with them.
Of course, if financial disputes arise, the administrators here will also have to deal with them.
When the waitress brought the dishes, she just ordered two more bottles of white wine. It's the Spring Festival holiday, so it's okay to drink some wine.
"Come on, let's do it," said Boss Pan.
As we raise our glasses to celebrate, this year’s Spring Festival will soon be over.
Xiao Chen felt a piercing look coming over him.
When I looked over, I saw it was none other than Zhang Ziwen.
"It's that Young Master Zhang."
Seeing Xiao Chen's eyes looking over, it was obvious that Zhou Shihao and Pan Sheng had also seen it.
However, neither Zhou Shihao nor Pan Sheng like people like Zhang Ziwen.
The other party is known as the leader of the princelings in Binhai City. Indeed, the rich second generation in the circle may recognize him, but Zhou Shihao and Pan Sheng do not.
It is impossible for them to integrate into Zhang Ziwen's circle.
As for Xiao Chen, at first glance
When he saw this Zhang Ziwen, he knew what kind of person he was.
This person must be ruthless and unscrupulous in his actions.
If you act like the other person, something will happen sooner or later.
Xiao Chen naturally ignored it, and these people continued to drink, eat and chat.
Until almost two o'clock in the afternoon, Boss Pan and his uncle were so drunk that their faces were a little red. However, they were happy today.
When Boss Pan helped his uncle go back, Xiao Chen and the other three seemed fine.
Just now, Xiao Chen and Boss Pan drank a lot, but he really didn't do anything. That's naturally because Xiao Chen knew "The Theory of Ancient Real Persons" and the aura of the meridians in his body circulated around, and all the drinking power was gone.
All disappeared.
As for Pan Sheng and Zhou Shihao, they usually drink a lot, and they just drank some liquor and were fine.
When calling the waitress to pay the bill, Pan Sheng must have asked the hotel to write it down first.
Pan Sheng often brings people over for dinner, and the payment is half-monthly or monthly. Anyway, everyone is so familiar with him, and the boss of this pintang also knows Pan Sheng's identity very well.
What's more, this meal, including the two bottles of liquor, only costs a few thousand yuan.
When Xiao Chen came out of Yipintang, he knew that Zhang Ziwen and his friends were following behind.
"Xiao Chen, where are we going now?" Zhou Shihao asked.
Zhou Shihao found it a bit interesting. His cousin had transferred to the Experimental Middle School of Foreign Languages. Don't expect to see Xiao Chen. Unexpectedly, he found that Xiao Chen didn't go to make up classes at all.
However, in the monthly test report cards posted, as long as Xiao Chen took the test, he was ranked first in the class and among the top five in the grade.
As for Mo Xiaowan, her results were also around the top ten.
This Xiao Chen is too powerful. Qin Zhi has long wanted to see Xiao Chen, but to his surprise, Xiao Chen has never been seen.
"Let's take a walk first."
"Would you like to gamble on your luck again?" Pan Sheng asked.
"Gamble on stones?"
Xiao Chen was really not interested in these things at first, but when he saw Zhang Ziwen following behind him, Xiao Chen said, "Let's go and have a look."
Xiao Chen, Pan Sheng, and Zhou Shihao were walking in front, occasionally stopping to touch the things on the street stalls. In fact, he could tell if they were real or fake just by touching them?
"There's no oracle bone turtle shell again?" Xiao Chen asked.
However, the owners of these street stalls said that they have no goods for the time being.
In fact, from ancient times to the present, even to the Republic of China, there have always been those oracle bones and turtle shells. The earliest ones were from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, and then to the modern Republic of China.
However, for Xiao Chen, of course the older it is and the more spiritual it is, the better.
But, there is none now.
I kept walking around and found that the so-called antiques I picked up were all fake, so naturally I didn’t buy them.
Zhang Ziwen followed behind and stopped to ask Xiao Chen what he was doing.
Judging from the investigation data, he found that Xiao Chen's identity was not simple. In addition to his great medical skills, he was also mysterious.
For example, playing psychic games, which was very popular before the Spring Festival, has been played by most of the rich second generation in Binhai City, but Pan Sheng, Zhou Shihao and others have not played it.
This is obviously what this young man is reminding.
And he had no one to remind him, so he almost had an accident. The worst thing was that a friend of his jumped into Binjiang and died.
Such a young man is definitely the best if he is a friend, but if he is an enemy.
In Zhang Ziwen's opinion, it is absolutely not allowed to exist.
When I come to jade shops to gamble, in fact, there are always people gambling in these jade shops, but during the Chinese New Year, there are more people.
"Xiao Chen, how much are you going to play?" Pan Sheng asked.
"I'll take a look first."
Xiao Chen himself has clairvoyant eyes, and the jade stones and other stones here can be seen at a glance.
Therefore, now Xiao Chen is looking directly with his clairvoyant eyes, but it seems that among these large piles of jade stones, he finds that there is no good stuff, at most there are only a few small pieces of bean-type jade stones.
Anyone who gambles here loses money.
Xiao Chen looked at other people gambling for a while and found that they were all like that, so he said: "It seems that this one is not good, let's go to other ones to have a look."
Now Xiao Chen mainly comes here to absorb spiritual energy, not for money.
Therefore, he was planning to absorb all the spiritual energy in the jadeite. Then it would be worthwhile to buy such jadeite.
Moreover, there is no need to reveal your own situation and make others suspicious.
When he came to the second jade shop, Xiao Chen found that there were also many players betting on stones. Xiao Chen took a look at the jade stones in this one and found that the quality here was much better.