After dealing with the school affairs in the morning, in the afternoon, Zhou Peng changed into civilian clothes and came to Wenhua Road.

Zhou Peng tried hard to think about all the information about the young man named Xu Hua and his own offline talent service center, and finally vaguely thought of fragmented information such as cultural road, vegetable market, and a stone lion at the door.

There was nothing important on the company's side, and then in the afternoon, Zhou Peng arranged some work for Milan to keep her busy in the company. As for himself, he slipped on the cultural road alone.

This cultural road is not short, from the east to the west is less than seven or eight miles away. And if nothing else, there are more than a dozen vegetable markets on this street.

The biggest feature of Quancheng's urban planning is chaos, and this vegetable market is also set up at will, with floor-pulling carts everywhere and fruit and vegetable vendors piled up on the carts.

Which place is the wet market?

Zhou Peng couldn't figure it out.

Besides, in his previous life, Zhou Peng went to school in Quancheng, where did he worry about such a thing as buying vegetables.

As for the stone lions, it's even more confusing.

Many of the old buildings in Quancheng have stone lions at the door, and they also like to put a stone lion at the entrance of the park.

Zhou Peng walked west from the middle of Wenhua Road for less than a mile, so he saw four eligible situations on the road, and then came in to see, and there was no sign of "offline talent service company" at the door.

"Classmate, do you know where the offline talent service company is?"

Zhou Peng inquired about many people along the way, and none of them had heard of this company.

Later, he thought that it was right, people engaged in headhunting were just like underground workers, and it was not very realistic for everyone to know about it.

As he walked, Zhou Peng looked up and saw that it was not far from Qianfo Mountain.

"Hey, I've been thinking about making money since I was reborn, and it's so close to Thousand Buddha Mountain, I haven't even been there. ”

Thinking like this, Zhou Peng decided to go to the Thousand Buddha Mountain to take a walk and relax.

Since half past one in the afternoon, Zhou Peng has been looking for the headhunting company for almost two and a half hours, but there is no trace.

Thousand Buddha Mountain is one of the three major scenic spots in Quancheng, and the other two major scenic spots are Baotu Spring and Daming Lake.

Among the three scenic spots, the most worthwhile place to go is Qianfo Mountain, because you can climb the mountain to exercise.

This place is free to enter until 7 a.m. until the staff goes to work. The people living around climb the mountain before seven o'clock every morning, and then carry the big sword on their backs, go to the square in front of the Maitreya Buddha to dance a square dance, dance a Tai Chi sword, and be very happy.

Zhou Peng went to climb Qianfo Mountain at this point, there are relatively few people, and there are also tourists from other places to climb the mountain, and the local people are not climbing the mountain at this point anyway.

Of course, for a ticket of five yuan, Zhou Peng will not consider whether he needs to evade the ticket.

Looking at the Buddha statues and sculptures standing everywhere on the Thousand Buddha Mountain, Zhou Peng frowned and sighed: "If Emperor Shun knew that the Thousand Buddha Mountain would be like this later, what would he think?" ”

Thousand Buddha Mountain was originally called Lishan, the history books record that Emperor Shun has not yet been the emperor, he ploughed at the foot of Lishan, and the Lishan here is the later Thousand Buddha Mountain.

Therefore, in the eyes of the people of Quancheng, Qianfo Mountain is called Shun Gengshan by many people.

And there is also a road in Quancheng called Shungeng Road, which can be regarded as our commemoration of our ancestors.

Later, after the introduction of Buddhism, the entire Thousand Buddha Mountain was occupied by the dove, from Lishan, to the Thousand Buddha Mountain.

There are a lot of foreigners on the Thousand Buddha Mountain, and then there are a lot of things sold in the square on the mountain.

In these years, the management everywhere is relatively loose, the market is very open, individuals carry a bamboo pole rock sugar gourd, buy a five-yuan ticket to sell rock sugar gourd on Thousand Buddha Mountain, if this is placed in a few years, it is simply impossible.

Climb to the top of the mountain, look at the Yellow River in the north like a brocade ribbon hanging, Daming Lake like a mirror lying flat, there is indeed a flavor.

The water of the Yellow River, when you look closely, is like the yellow mud soup, but from a distance, it is like a brocade belt, which can really be called a distant view and cannot be blasphemed.

The air was hot, and he was sweating when he climbed the mountain, Zhou Peng raised his eyes and looked at the Guanyin Zen Temple in front of him, and then stepped in, although he was not a believer, he also lost dozens of yuan of change, in order to feel at ease.

As for religion, Zhou Peng would rather believe it than believe it.

At this point, Zhou Peng and Confucius have similar thoughts, that is, believe in ghosts and gods and stay away.

I believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world, but I don't rely on ghosts and gods to help me do successful things. I may have given money to the ghosts today, but the purpose of my worship of money is not to get the ghosts to help, but to believe in the existence of the ghosts.

It seems that there is no such thing as an immutable thing in this world, and even the things we see in the world are just images of the sun's rays reflected into our eyes, and later processed by the brain to make judgments. In fact, by the time the brain is done judging, the thing itself has changed.

It's just that time is short, and I don't want to believe that anything has changed.

Out of the Guanyin Monastery, Zhou Peng bought a bottle of soda on the side of the steps down the mountain to quench his thirst. The soda sold at the bottom of the mountain for two yuan a bottle, and at the top of the mountain, it sold for five yuan a bottle.

The status of altitude increases the value of goods, and this is also reflected in Rao's status.

The Fengyue woman on Beiyuan Street earns 50 yuan for a standard working hour, while a girl in a large PT in Nanhai Province may earn 500,000 yuan for the same job.

In fact, the woman on the PT in Nanhai Province is not as young and beautiful as the one in Beiyuan Street.

The scenery on the way down the mountain is just as boring, maybe it's not that the scenery is boring, but that the people who look at the scenery are boring.

When passing by Xingguo Temple, in the square in front of the main gate, Zhou Peng watched the singing for a while, and then saw that the time was almost six o'clock, and remembered that he had to go home for dinner, so he hurried down the mountain.

When he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, Zhou Peng was looking aimlessly at the oncoming pedestrians, and suddenly felt that the person who had just passed by was a little familiar.

After walking down for about ten meters, Zhou Peng suddenly remembered: "Xu Hua? Yes, yes, that is Xu Hua, but he should only be 19 years old now." ”

Thinking of this, Zhou Peng hurriedly turned around and continued to climb up the mountain.

After chasing about thirty meters high, Zhou Peng looked up and saw the back of the mountain not far away.

"Xu Hua!"

Zhou Peng shouted, and the boy who recognized him as Xu Hua immediately stopped and turned his head, and then looked at Zhou Peng with a puzzled expression.

"You called me?"

"That's right, you're Xu Hua!"

Seeing the other party's doubts, Zhou Peng looked at the other party very confidently.