Daxiangguo Temple was built in the Northern Qi Dynasty, flourished in the Tang Dynasty, and reached its peak in the Northern Song Dynasty, becoming the number one royal temple in the world.
When it comes to the beauty of the pagoda and temple, it is extremely beautiful.
Compared with its splendor, Shaolin Temple is just a rural earthen temple.
Of course, more people know Daxiangguo Temple as the overthrown willow tree of Lu Zhishen in Water Margin.
I wonder if Lin Daiyu also traveled here later and received the inheritance.
When Huang Shang arrived at the back gate of Daxiangguo Temple, there was already a sea of people here.
Without personal experience, it is difficult to imagine that these people are not here to offer incense, but to buy things.
If Sangjiawazi is an entertainment place, Daxiangguo Temple is a small commodity market.
The Wan surname trade is held here five times a month. The Wan surname is naturally an exaggeration, but there are also an astonishing number of people coming here, and all kinds of gadgets are for sale.
Today is not Wan's transaction, the flow of people is already very exaggerated. Huang Shang smelled the real smell of sweat and asked the horse renter walking beside him: "Have there always been so many people here? On what days are they here?"
lesser?"
The horse renter smiled and said: "Guest, after the Wan surname transaction, there will be fewer people."
Huang Shang understood and nodded.
This is just like the day after Double Eleven, when online shopping volume dropped off a cliff.
After making impulse purchases, it is time to chop off your hands. After the amputated limb is reborn, you will be impulsive and chop off your hands again in the next year.
He didn't mind the smell of sweat and squeezed inside.
From the gate to the main hall, all kinds of goods are arranged in an orderly manner.
There are household furnishings, flowers, birds, insects and animals, food, tea and fruits, and books to play with.
Huang Shang looked at them one by one, and soon his eyes lit up.
There is a beautiful scenery there.
Bunks staffed by nuns.
It sounds incredible for nuns to sell things in a monk temple, but it is actually normal.
Everyone needs to eat properly.
There are many nunneries and Taoist temples in Tokyo, and life is tight. When nuns and Taoists have nothing to do, instead of worshiping Buddha and chanting sutras all day long, they make nuns and sell them at stalls.
They are all Buddhists, so Xiangguo Temple has arranged fixed bunks to provide them with the help they can.
Huang Shang stepped forward and tried to identify: "embroidery, collar and wiping, pearls and green, head and face..."
As a person in the entertainment industry, he knows a lot about cosmetics. Unfortunately, times are different, and Huang Shang is a standard straight man, so he does not remember this.
Therefore, among the dazzling array of his daughter's household items, he recognized very few and only smiled.
When he smiled, the nun in the stall also smiled at him, her eyebrows crescent.
But when another gorgeously dressed woman came forward, the pretty nun's smile quickly disappeared.
"very good!"
Huang Shang observed carefully and liked this contrast very much.
In a place like an inn, the waiter will please the informant because of the woman's beauty, and may leak her whereabouts.
But in this place, these nuns and Taoists would hardly talk to a strange beauty.
Same-sex repels.
Of course, there are no absolutes in the world, and there is no need to consider extremely small probabilities, otherwise everything you do will fail.
After the inspection, Huang Shang had an idea in his mind, so he left Daxiangguo Temple, returned home, and began to paint.
Next, he deliberately avoided Wan's transactions and came to Daxiangguo Temple when there were few people.
Not only did I choose different times to record every change in the flow of people, I also lingered in front of the books and nuns stalls, and became familiar with the nuns.
There is a risk in getting too close to a nun. There might be lemon spirits hiding in the dark, waiting to catch him for his mistakes.
However, the reincarnators entered early and didn’t have much to worry about.
Fortunately, these costs are worthwhile.
Twenty days later, one afternoon, Huang Shang returned from taking extra classes at Zhang Zai's place. He passed by the Daxiangguo Temple and walked in.
Today is the least crowded in Daxiangguo Temple these days. The smell of sweat among the crowd has dissipated a lot, replaced by incense, women are in groups, and there is a faint body fragrance wafting through it, which smells very good.
Huang Shang went to the bookstall first, pretending to choose, and then looked at Nühong.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he saw a beautiful profile.
He had seen the portraits of the reincarnation man and woman countless times, and their appearance had been deeply imprinted in his mind.
After making sure that everyone who had been reduced to ashes was recognized, the portrait was burned.
So at this time, it was just a side profile, and her attire had changed, but he still recognized at a glance that this woman was the reincarnation.
"Finally! Finally!"
At this time, the woman was standing in front of the stall, looking at a set of faces.
The headdress is not one piece, but a whole set of headdresses, divided into five pieces: top hairpin, top hairpin, distraction hairpin, temple hairpin, and hairpin.
I have to say that the aesthetics of the Song Dynasty was really awesome, even Huang Shang thought it was beautiful.
The woman liked it more and more and started to inquire about the price and was ready to buy it.
This is the difference between men and women.
When a male reincarnator enters the world of heavens, all he thinks about is what magical skills I can learn in this world, what magic weapons I can acquire, and how my strength can be improved.
When female reincarnations enter, they want to go shopping, see the scenery, eat delicious food, and find out what unique makeup techniques are available in this era. It is best to post selfies.
Of course, this statement is inevitably a bit exaggerated. There are many female reincarnators who fight more violently than men.
It's just that the attitude towards enjoying life is indeed different.
"It's my turn!"
Huang Shang calmed down his nervousness and walked over.
As soon as he appeared, the little nun who set up the stall was immediately blessed and said in a clear and elegant voice: "Long blessing!"
The so-called ingenuity, this little nun's red roses are the most beautiful in this row of stalls, and her appearance is also the most beautiful. Huang Shang bowed his head, looked at the flowers on the stall, and began to pick.
When the woman saw Huang Shang walking to the side, she glanced briefly, then quickly turned her head and focused on comparing faces.
Obviously the profit of the first face is higher, but the little nun is more enthusiastic about Huang Shang, and actively recommends: "Young Master should buy silk flowers, wrapped with gold threads and decorated with broken beads. Compared with real flowers, they are a bit more noble."
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Huang Shang took the flower, suppressed his embarrassment, and put it on his head. Thinking that girls can also be basketball ambassadors, he felt relieved. He paid the money and took out a scroll of paintings from his bag: "Help."
Let me look at this painting."
The little nun was overjoyed: "Master, do you want to sell it on consignment?"
Consignment is an intermediary. As a middleman, you earn the price difference and make huge profits.
When Huang Shang's painting unfolded, the little nun's eyes lit up even more.
This painting is quite similar to "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" in its grandeur. It depicts the scene of Daxiangguo Temple and it is very vivid.
The literary style in the world is extremely prosperous. Among the four talented women of the Song Dynasty, the earliest Li Qingzhao would not be born for more than 20 years, but women's painting skills are generally not inferior. Female nuns also have works, but compared with Huang Shang's paintings, they are inferior.
Make a judgment.
"It's a pity that it's a bit rushed, otherwise it would be more perfect."
The little nun felt a little regretful in her heart, but praised her repeatedly.
Her admiration attracted the attention of the woman next to her, and she subconsciously took a few more glances.
It didn't matter at this glance, she saw a familiar name at the signature.
Huang Shang!
The woman was stunned for a moment, her eyes flashing.
After a moment, she suddenly looked at Huang Shang, as if she had discovered some unique treasure, and looked at it carefully.
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