Section 257 Visiting Tours

Zhang Jun is still sitting on the sofa quietly waiting for the return of the tourists, his psychology is still looking forward to Jiahui's group can come back, by the way, she should have had dinner here before returning, I don't know if she is on the way back now?

He thought about it and showed a smile on his face, fortunately, there were few people in the hall, and no one looked at him deliberately, only heard the sound of the car's brakes outside, Zhang Jun stretched his neck to look, it turned out to be the return of today's group, he walked out of the hall and helped the tour guide to let the guests into the hall.

After settling the guests, Zhang Jun came outside alone, he was waiting for the return of the tour group in Shangbo, he was looking forward to the appearance of Jiahui, fortunately, the time was not very long, I saw a bus driving from a distance, through the window you can clearly see her back, just see Yang Jiahui explaining to the guests on the car?

Zhang Jun excitedly greeted him, this is a wave of tourists who are about to return, they will leave here after dinner, Jiahui finally got out of the car, she saw Zhang Jun looking at herself at a glance, so she happily ran over and asked, "Hey, why are you here?"

"Lao Hou asked me to give you a front station here. ”

"Oh, and when are you going back?"

Zhang Jun thought for a while and said, "I don't know." ”

"You can know this!" Jiahui said.

"I really don't know this!" Zhang Jun scratched his head, in fact, he really didn't know when he would be able to go back, maybe after the Olympics!

Jiahui suddenly remembered the matter of foreign exchange, so she asked: "Is foreign exchange done?"

"I lost $150 on the first day, and when I first came, Lao Hou made me a list, and then turned off the computer, I don't know why?" Mr. Zhang said.

"He's done a few days of forex demo trading, so there shouldn't be any problems. After Jiahui finished speaking, she pulled Zhang Jun to the hotel, because she was going to go back with the group for dinner, so the two of them also cherished this short time, they asked for two plates of side dishes in a corner of the restaurant to eat, compared to the guests' meeting and drinking, they were much quieter, because they had more whispers to say.

Zhang Jun saw that no one was paying attention around and picked up a piece of meat and sent it to her mouth, Jiahui also gave him a piece of meat, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, Zhang Jun asked, "When are you coming?"

"Next week!"

"Isn't that the Olympics?"

"Hmm!" Yang Jiahui nodded.

After dinner and resting for a while, Yang Jiahui's group was about to go back, and when he left, Jiahui pulled him to a more secluded place and said, "After the Olympics, we will resign from our jobs and follow me to Shenzhen, okay?"

"Sitting in the village, the village on the Tibet Road?" asked Zhang Jun.

Jiahui didn't answer directly, she raised her face and kissed him gently, and then said, "I have to be in a hurry, don't talk nonsense everywhere, be careful that I beat you!"

Jiahui followed the group, Zhang Jun stood alone at the door of the hotel for more than ten minutes, fortunately, there were no more activities in the evening, and the tourists also felt tired after a day of play, so they rested early.

At this time, Xiao Qiao walked out of the hall and said, "Brother Zhang, your girlfriend is so beautiful!"

"Oh?" Zhang Jun reacted at this time, he smiled back, and then asked, "Is there anything interesting in this area?"

"There's nothing to do, but tomorrow you can play around the Lama Temple. Little Joe said.

He was originally playful, and he was immediately happy when he heard that he could play tomorrow, and they chatted here for a while before going back to their own rooms to rest.

Summer in Beijing is completely different from Liaoying, where the nights are hotter, and although the house is air-conditioned, Zhang Jun, who was born in the north, is very unaccustomed to using this kind of thing, he prefers to open all the windows and stand in front of the window to enjoy the coolness of the breeze.

A crescent moon hung in the sky and glowed yellowish, a few stars blinked at a great distance from it, and there were few clouds in the sky, only a few thin wisps of clouds floating.

Zhang Jun stood in front of the window, thinking about Jiahui, who was going home, was also worried about whether the foreign exchange was profitable or liquidated, this old Hou actually did not set a take-profit and stop-loss for himself, wouldn't he be about to liquidate his position if he was unlucky?

The next day was a brand new line, Zhang Jun and Xiao Qiao were still playing the front station, and they were busy until the afternoon before coming to the last stop - Lama Temple.

"It can be regarded as being able to rest for a while" Xiao Qiao said and sat on a stone bench, Zhang Jun stood beside her and looked towards the Lama Temple, only to see that this place can be described as splendid, whether it is the archway in front of the palace or the bricks and tiles of the house, they all look noble and imposing, many towering ancient trees stand around the Lama Temple, bursts of smoke come out of it, and a bell also wafts out from it.

Xiao Qiao raised his head at this time and asked, "Haven't you been here?"

"No!" Zhang Jun said, shaking his head.

"Anyway, it's the last stop, when your group comes, you will follow along, and I have to do something when I go home. Little Joe finished speaking and left.

In fact, Zhang Junjun has also been to this area a few times, the most important thing is that he has not entered the Lama Palace, and as for the Guozijian opposite, he has not entered, he secretly thought: I have to go in today to take a good look at the mansions of Yongzheng and Qianlong.

The time was not very large, and when I saw the tourist bus pulling a car of tourists into the parking lot, Zhang Jun hurriedly walked over, and then followed everyone into the Lama Temple.

Lama Temple is really a piece of royal style, the whole building is splendid, as soon as you enter the door, you can see between the two tablet pavilions, it is the Lama Gate, the Qianlong Emperor's handwritten "Lama Gate" plaque is hung, Zhang Jun loves calligraphy, he stopped to watch it before continuing to follow the group to the inside.

Out of the Yonghe Gate, there are copper tripods, imperial tablet pavilions, copper Sumeru Mountain, Mani pole and the main hall Lama Temple in the courtyard. The main hall was originally called Yin'an Palace, which was the place where Prince Yong received civil and military officials, and after rebuilding the Lama Temple, it was equivalent to the Daxiong Hall of the general temple. Here is even more splendid, every building and every layout is very delicate and perfect, tourists from Liaoying tour around under the guidance of the guide, there will be people taking pictures to commemorate everywhere.

"Everyone gather, there are too many people here," the tour guide lady took a miniature microphone and beckoned everyone to gather over, Zhang Jun also followed, and listened to the tour guide continue: "We want to visit in an orderly manner, everyone has a care for each other, OK!"

After a few hours of sightseeing, Zhang Jun was an eye-opener, and after he walked out of the gate with the tour group, he said to the tour guide: "Pony, I'll go around by myself, and I won't go back with you." ”

"Walking around by yourself, is Sister Jiahui here?"

"Hehe, I'll go up to the Guozijian over there and take a look!" Zhang Jun said to her with a smile.

After he broke up with everyone, he walked to the opposite side alone, Guozijian is only a few hundred meters away from the Lama Temple, as soon as he walks into the gate of Guozijian, he feels a sense of elegance here, because here is simply with a strong Confucianism atmosphere! The overall building of Guozijian sits in the north and faces south, and there are Jixian Gate, Taixue Gate, glazed archway, Biyong, Yilun Hall, and Jingyi Pavilion on the central axis. Although it is not as splendid as the Lama Temple, it can be regarded as a beautiful scenery, and there are more towering ancient trees here!

What interested him the most was the statue of Confucius in front of Yilun Hall, there were a lot of small red signs hanging under the statue, densely pressed with a layer, "What is this?" Zhang Jun walked in with curiosity, it turned out that these red signs were engraved with auspicious words such as "champion and first, even middle three yuan" and so on, he thought to himself: The red small sign must be the wish of the students across the country, and the old master Confucius is still so tired.

He wandered around the garden alone for a long time, felt a little interested and was ready to go back, suddenly heard a "chirping" sound in the tree not far away, and looked along the sound, it turned out to be a few magpies calling, Zhang Jun especially likes magpies, but in Liaoying City, that is, in the past few years, he has never seen magpies before, he stopped and looked up seriously, only to find that there can be more than a dozen on the tree!

"It's a pity that I didn't bring a camera, it's a pity!" Zhang Jun muttered quietly.

Seeing that it was already 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Jun walked out of the garden, and he looked at the scenery on the side of the road while strolling.

"There are so many fortune tellers here. ”

It turned out that on this street, there were some shops next to each other, such as Zhou Yi and Bagua, Zhang Jun didn't believe that these Dongdong also hated these Dongdong very much, and it was strange to say that the business in every store was very good in today's science so developed.

"Brother, come and do the math, I found out that you have a disaster recently!"

A woman's voice came from a room, the voice had a thick Shaanxi accent, and Zhang Jun, who was looking around, didn't realize that he was shouting to himself, and he continued to walk forward.

"Brother, there will be an accident ahead!"

Zhang Jun stopped and looked back, only to see a woman in her forties standing at the door of a shop waving at him, but seeing this woman was thin and tall, with a pair of glasses on her sallow face, thin lips showed that her language function was extremely strong, she was wearing a red coat and red trousers, "I wear so much on a hot day, I live like a red pepper!" Zhang Jun wanted to ignore her in his heart, but after thinking about it, he still teased her.

"Auntie, are you calling me?" Zhang Jun deliberately said to her.

The woman's face was a little red, but she still smiled and nodded, Zhang Jun took a few steps back and asked, "Grandma, what is the matter with me?"

The woman's face turned even redder, and she puffed out her mouth and said, "I see that you haven't been doing well lately, do you want to have a way to crack it?"

"Oh, what's wrong with me lately?"

"Come into the house and say, I'll do the math for you!" the woman held out her hand and motioned for him to come.

Zhang Jun knew in his heart that these people were all relying on fooling people to eat, so he said: "Grandma, I see that your old man is feeling a little heat stroke now, come into the house to replenish water!"

Zhang Jun didn't want to continue talking after speaking, because she felt that this woman was really sorry for the audience, so she turned her head and left quickly.