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But these selected beauties have always been offered like this, and it is not a problem.

You must know that these girls are all received according to the highest standards, and the daily housing and food costs are 50,000 yuan.

After listening to the complaint of the seventh ancestor, Jin Feng replied coldly: "Starting tomorrow, I will train according to the standards of Miss Olympic Etiquette." ”

"Pick out the best. ”

"Pick out the most beautiful and the best. ”

"And you, tomorrow I will ask the professional tutors of Beiying and Chinese Opera to teach you acting. ”

"Don't mess it up. ”

After speaking, Jin Feng hung up the phone.

The Seventh Ancestor was confused on the other end of the phone, and muttered to himself: "I learn acting, tell me to act?"

"What's going on?"

As soon as it was dawn the next day, Jin Feng drove to pick up the old cat sister.

Jin Feng drove a domestic off-road, and the old cat sister drove a joint venture Audi, and took her partner all the way to Huide Town.

Today is the annual temple fair, and many duo groups from the three counties and cities will come here to participate in the performance.

There are only two or three such fairs a year, and they are held for two days.

On this day, the highest number of tourists participating in the temple fair can reach 40,000 or 50,000, which is equivalent to the total number of people in a small county town, which is very lively.

The special duty officers of the three counties and cities have all been on duty long ago and are ready to fight.

When Jin Feng followed the old cat sister to the town, there were dense vehicles parked in various places around him.

Jin Feng's out-of-town car was arranged in a special parking lot, and after the old cat sister told Jin Feng about her performance time, she couldn't wait to enter the venue to prepare.

The venue for the performance is very large, and a special venue has been set aside in the local area.

On such a popular festival, all kinds of vendors are breaking their heads and coming here.

There are all kinds of stalls in all corners of the large field. There are all kinds of food, drink, play, and clothing, and it is very lively, just like the New Year.

Today, Jin Jiajun and his gang are still the same as before, collecting rags and rags, shouting that digging wells is called digging wells, selling department stores, opening the car doors, and putting out all kinds of things.

Gong Lingfeng's well-drilling business was the most popular, and the side of the truck was full of many inquiring compatriots.

The severe water shortage in this part of the Five Kingdoms City has not been a day or two.

When I heard that it would cost 100,000 yuan to dig a well, the people around me shook their heads and shouted that it was expensive.

Zhang Silong, the famous and unparalleled Dao Ancestor bloodline, has now also turned into a fortune teller.

The stall is next to a skewer seller, and the stall uses a brush to write fortune-telling and criticism to see feng shui on a day.

However, the business of these two forced goods was so bleak that Jin Feng smoked two cigarettes, and this kid didn't even ask.

In contrast, He Qingxin's old business in the distance is terrible. It can only be described as hot.

He Qingxin, who inherited Zhuge physiognomy, got Jin Feng's physiognomy cheats again, and looking at people is like hanging up, plus He Qingxin's two forces can speak well when they rub their eyes and look at their eyes, and after a while, they are surrounded by people, and the speed of holding money is called a fly.

After watching everyone's performance, Jin Feng quietly started his actions with a cigarette behind his back.

On such occasions, there is definitely another kind of person.

That's what sets up a stall to sell old things.

There are two stalls next to He Qingxin, selling old things from the countryside, but they are all scum.

Holding a skewer in his hand while eating and strolling, I saw a number of medicine stalls, all of which sold local medicinal herbs.

There were a few big snakes in a large glass jar, and it was soaking wine.

In some stalls, there is also a pangolin in a large glass jar, which is also used for wine.

Jin Feng hasn't seen these things for a long time, but he is more cordial.

There are also stalls full of animal skins, animal bones and teeth, and Jin Feng spent fifty yuan on this stall to buy a tiger tooth, which can be regarded as picking up a small leak.

The big bazaar of 40,000 people, it was really crowded, the crowd was surging, and I couldn't even walk my legs, and it was very lively. This kind of bazaar also brings the time back to the last century, and it is unusually warm.

Squatting down on a stall selling dried medicinal materials, Jin Feng unexpectedly found a potted Ganoderma lucidum, and the stall owner's price was 300,000 yuan.

There are quite a lot of people around this stall, and judging from the large bags that the buyers are tightly guarding their chests, these people are all pharmacists from other places.

Taking advantage of the bargaining between the stall owner and the buyers, Jin Feng grabbed two shriveled black medicinal herbs and asked the stall owner's daughter to weigh them, give money, and leave quietly.

Both medicinal herbs are bone-piercing black mushrooms that have been extinct for several years, and they used to be used exclusively by the Manchu royal family, but now the people they know are almost gone.

Changbai Mountain was recognized by the Manchu royal family as the land of Longxing, and after entering the customs, Changbai Mountain was banned, for fear that someone would dig up his dragon vein.

I bought the bone-piercing black mushroom, and when I was about to walk to the side, an old and hoarse voice came into Jin Feng's ears, which instantly made Jin Feng change color.

"Knife on credit, knife on credit!"

The small sound was drowned out by the noisy and boiling sounds around it, but in Jin Feng's ears, it exploded like an earth-shattering nuclear bomb.

The bustling crowd of people came and I came one after another, but Jin Feng, who was standing in the sea of people, was unaware, as if he was the only one left in the world, and the sound of the knife tearing the heavens and the earth.

As he slowly approached the flow of people, he saw several people squatting on the ground under a mound of dirt.

"I said, Uncle Hu, are you waiting for the credit knife man to appear again this year?"

"I'll advise you, don't wait. It's been so many years, and I'm afraid the original credit knife man can't even remember himself. ”

"That's it, uncle, you can rest for the old time, don't toss around, what, you come here every year and today, our old Hu family is about to become a joke." ”

Under the small earthen bag, a small pony was tied, and a plainly dressed white-haired old man rested on his legs with his hands folded, and the whole person shrunk diagonally without saying a word.

At the old man's feet was a piece of hard plastic film, on which were placed an old-fashioned rural cauldron, an old-fashioned kitchen knife, and a pair of scissors.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

There are a lot of people around him, some are talking a lot, and some are persuading Uncle Hu.

From the accounts of others, I learned that this Uncle Hu would come here every year today, saying that he was waiting for the credit knife man to come back to collect the money.

"Knife man on credit?"

"What money?"

The half-grown young man next to him asked curiously.

When these words came out, they were immediately despised by many people at the scene.

"I don't blame you for this, life is better now, and it's normal for you young people to not know about credit knife people. ”

The young people next to him gathered in front of the old people and asked questions.

Some of the old people sighed for a long time, some were fascinated, and some were pale.

"The man with the knife, the man with the knife on credit......"

"If it weren't for them in those years, we wouldn't even be able to afford a pot for eating and a knife for cutting vegetables. ”

"After so many years, these credit knife people are afraid that they will die early......"

"Fuck your mother's big force, your whole family is fucking dead, dead ......"

Uncle Hu, who was sitting, suddenly jumped up and scolded those old people, and even picked up a knife in excitement.

This can scare the people around you a lot, and they quickly run away.

Seeing this, the relatives and old friends around Uncle Hu hurriedly hugged Uncle Hu, so that they could persuade Uncle Hu to stop him.

Uncle Hu was still angry, and shouted at the onlookers around him to roll the calf, and even his relatives and old friends scolded him away, and then he sat down again, motionless.

The people around him secretly despised it, this kind of grumpy weird old man was really unreasonable.

The onlookers no longer paid attention to this strange old man, no one gathered around him anymore, and Uncle Hu was quite clean here.

At this time, the stage in this area has already begun to perform the curtain show, and the crowd from all directions flocked to the stage like a tide, applauding loudly.

The vendors in this area also cleaned up their stalls and moved to the next location.

The flow of people became scarce, and only Uncle Hu's lonely stall was left in a large area, which felt desolate.

"That year, it was in this place that you gave the scissors to my father, and said that you would come and collect money when every household ate white flour steamed buns......"

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