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Seeing Fang Zheng's speechless appearance, Wen Kexin giggled.

"Are you feeling better?" Fang Zheng looked at Wen Kexin with a smile.

Fang Zheng knew that the somewhat silly Wen Kexin just now was not Wen Kexin in a normal state at all. Since taking over the statue, the girl has tried her best to suppress her emotions, and this abnormal behavior is a way to vent.

It's a very smart girl, but it's also quite pitiful, Fang Zheng thought silently.

Wen Kexin, who was still laughing happily just now, fell silent after hearing Fang Zheng's words, nodded, and then kept hooking his head.

Fang Zheng also accompanied her silently, didn't say anything, just silently packed up his tools.

I earned more than a thousand yuan today, and Founder's goal for this weekend has been achieved, plus there are no customers now, so Founder's plan is to call it a day early.

"Uncle, I miss my mother."

Hearing Wen Kexin's voice with a little crying, Fang Zheng raised his head, and Wen Kexin's smiling little face appeared in front of Fang Zheng.

The slightly red eye circles made Wen Kexin feel distressed.

After a pause in the movement in his hand, Fang Zheng lowered his head again and continued to pack his things: "You should go to your father now."

It's not that Fang Zheng is indifferent, but because he thinks that the only thing that can heal this kind of pain is family affection.

If it were replaced by some ill-intentioned people, maybe they would take the opportunity to hug the girl and comfort them at this moment.

"Well, thank you, uncle." Sobbing in a low voice twice, Wen Kexin wiped her tears, straightened her chest again, and returned to her original cold goddess style: "Uncle, goodbye."

The sound of clattering footsteps sounded, and they drifted away.

Fang Zheng didn't raise his head, and waved his hand in the direction Wen Kexin was walking.

After packing up the tools, Fang Zheng thought about it for a while, and walked directly into the store with the toolbox.

"Uncle, this set of tools has been used for a day today, and it can basically be brand new." Fang Zheng put the tool in front of the uncle: "If I sell it to you now, how much will I charge?"

Fang Zheng is not ready to be a carver for a lifetime, even if he is mixed to the level of a master.

These are all part-time jobs for him, and occasionally doing it is regarded as experiencing life, and Lu Zu still has the quirk of pretending to be a beggar and playing the dust! But if you really regard carving as a profession and affect your cultivation, then you will be a bit of a choking waste.

In the cultivation path, Qi cultivation is just beginning, and the road ahead is long. Some monks advocate joining the WTO, not to say that they are refining their Dao hearts in Hongchen or anything. After living for a long time and experiencing more things, the Dao heart will naturally be stable, and there is no need to deliberately temper it.

The reason why some people advocate entering the WTO and practicing actually has a specific purpose. The practice will be based on the four words of Dharma, Couple, Wealth, and Land, that is, the method of cultivation, the friends of the Tao who sit and talk about the Tao, the capital used to purchase the treasures of heaven and earth, and the cultivation of the cave.

Entering the WTO to practice can not only accumulate some funds, but also be able to get in touch with other cultivators, sit and talk about the Tao, touch on the analogy, discuss the problems in the practice, increase some experience, and practice the four-character mantra to enter the WTO to satisfy three of the words.

A person who goes into the deep mountains and old forests to practice desperately will occupy the word "land" at most, and it is easy to encounter blind spots in the process of cultivation, and he will not be able to improve.

For another example, a person who cultivates in the mountains all day long, is not worth much, and encounters a much-needed treasure of heaven and earth, is it possible that he can still kill people and rob goods? If you all play like this, one day your cultivation is higher than you, and you take a fancy to what you have, and you kill it directly, won't the cultivation world be chaotic?

Of course, if you slack off your cultivation after joining the WTO and indulge in the status of a master, a grandmaster, or a hero, you will be putting the cart before the horse.

Joining the WTO is not the same as escaping from the world, nor is it the same as truly treating oneself as a secular ordinary person.

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, the uncle stood up and briefly scanned these tools, he was an expert in selling these tools, of course he knew the price, and smacked his lips: "One hundred and fifty."

Fang Zheng pursed his lips, when he bought these tools, it cost three hundred and fifty, and as soon as he entered and exited, the uncle earned two hundred oceans, and this uncle really didn't lose at all.

There was no bargaining, Fang Zheng nodded directly and responded happily.

After the uncle gave the money to Fangzheng, he carefully wiped the tools and hung them in the store to sell as new products.

But none of this has anything to do with Founder, who is ready to visit the market. Yesterday there weren't many distinctive things, Founder just watched it once, today is a big set, it should be a lot more lively.

Moreover, Fangzheng also heard that at about ten o'clock, after the regular stalls were closed, there would be a ghost market in the market, which was a tradition since the late Qing Dynasty.

Different from the ghost market in the Beijing-Tianjin area, the reason for the rise of the ghost market there is that Baylor and the prince resell ancestral treasures; The small town is because of the geographical location.

Since the late Qing Dynasty, bandits have been rampant, and the Ancient Tea Horse Road, as a commercial passage, has naturally attracted many bearded people (bandits) to flock to it.

Some merchants who have been doing business here for many years will ask someone to make friends with these local snakes, and they will be able to pass smoothly after paying the money. Some unfamiliar faces do business here on the Ancient Tea Horse Road, and six or seven out of ten will be blocked by bandits, and those with backgrounds or hired bodyguards with big names will be released only if they pay some money; And for small families, not only will the money be robbed, but people will also be killed and thrown directly into the ravine.

The bandits also know the truth of the long stream, so six or seven out of ten are caught to collect tolls, and the remaining three or four will be deliberately spared. In this way, there will be people who are lucky, and want to bet on whether they will be the lucky three or four, and there will be a steady stream of merchants who take the ancient tea horse road.

The looted property, hard currency such as gold and silver, is directly left in the nest, food and medicinal materials can also be used as reserves, antiques, machines and other things are of no use to bandits at all.

In the troubled times, human life is like a mustard, and bandits have no mood to play with antique collections and the like, they prefer to sell these things and exchange them for gold and silver.

The town was chosen as a trading location because of its location. As for the time, it is naturally night, and you can't see your face clearly at night, and if you put on a layer of cloth, you won't know anyone.

Bandits have a way of survival for bandits, after all, these things are ill-gotten gains, and if there is any big person among the people who rob and kill, it is easy to cause trouble if their identities are exposed.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the bandits were all wiped out, and naturally there was no ghost market. However, with the rise of the collection craze in recent years, people continue to come here to Taobao, and the ghost market has slowly emerged.

Especially the small town is located in a remote location, not like a big city like the capital, maybe the police will come to clean up the ghost market at some point.

In addition, the nearby Shaanxi has a long history, and there are a lot of underground things, and there are special gold-touching school captains and reselling traders who come here to trade.

It is precisely this kind of reason that makes the ghost market here very attractive, and people come here every week to find treasures.

Otherwise, just with the same kind of cultural and entertainment market during the day, there are all over the country, how can it be possible to make a great reputation here?

Of course, the average tourist doesn't come to join in the excitement at night, and not everyone can stand this eerie atmosphere.

Just think about it, the streets are full of people during the day, plus the sound of hawking everywhere, how lively! At night, a stall is set up under a street lamp, which is far away, and even if there are customers talking, the voice is suppressed, and the atmosphere is too depressing.

Especially the stall is not alone, and there are people along the road, and they all maintain this quiet atmosphere, which is really a bit worthy of the ghost words in the ghost market.

But now the afternoon is not over, it is still early before the evening ghost market, Fang Zheng did not look a little anxious, after buying two fire pads on the side of the road, he slowly walked around the market.

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When Wen Kexin returned to the hotel, Wen Qiang was already waiting in the hall below, and Wen Qiang was obviously relieved to see his baby daughter come back.

Sensing that his daughter was a little depressed, Wen Qiang asked with concern, "Girl, what's wrong?"

Thinking about this kind of thing, it is absolutely impossible to say it, after all, she is already a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, although she is still a little naïve, but Wen Kexin has learned to hide her emotions.

Squeezed out a smile, Wen Kexin didn't explain anything, sat next to Wen Qiang, and sat quietly.

felt that something was not right with his daughter, but Wen Qiang didn't ask anything, just patted his daughter on the shoulder, and then sat quietly in this hall with his daughter.

After two or three minutes, after feeling much better, he touched the statue in his pocket, Wen Kexin looked up and stared at his father: "Dad, do you remember the person who took the car yesterday?"

"Yesterday's one? Remember, looking at it like that, it should be a college student who came out to travel. As soon as his daughter mentioned this, Wen Qiang thought of Fangzheng. Not every time he encounters a ride, Wen Qiang will let him get in the car, especially when he takes his daughter on this trip.

The reason why I let Fangzheng take a ride yesterday was because it was noon, and it was hot outside; Second, the immature color on Fangzheng's face has not yet taken off, and he is dressed up, so he should be a student. Combining these two points, Wen Qiang opened the door to Fang Zheng and gave Fang Zheng a ride.

If he were replaced by a burly man with five big and three thick, Wen Qiang would never open the door, especially if he was carrying his daughter.

I have to say that Wen Kexin is still right in saying something, this is a world of faces.

"I saw him today, he was carving things for people, and the carved things were very beautiful." Wen Kexin's voice was a little soft, he put his hand in his pocket, took out the statue, and handed it to Wen Qiang: "So, I'll ask him to help me carve the stone at noon."

That's Hetian seed material! Wen Qiang wanted to criticize Wen Kexin, but after seeing the statue in Wen Kexin's hand, the whole person was stunned.

What a look!

Taking the statue from his daughter's hand and carefully rubbing the familiar face, Wen Qiang was a little stunned for a while.

Thinking of his past life and the beloved who passed away like the wind, Wen Qiang had the urge to cry.