Fang You lay on the bed, thinking back on his journey to the land, and sighed a little, from Tianhai to Wuyang, he had not yet experienced the taste of the retreat, so he escaped home, and from Wuyang directly to Guangdong, it was his real sense of the escape.

The beautiful scenery of the mountains, all kinds of rare animals, as well as the encounter of Na Xiaoli's family, the tomb robbers in the ravine, the poachers, the battle between rhubarb and the black bear, it can be said that Fang You has grown a lot of knowledge, which he has never encountered in his ordinary life in the past.

Tossing and turning and unable to sleep, Fang You pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the movement next door, on his right was his mother's room, and on the left was the room where his sister Fang Qian lived before, and now, it was Ye Yuqing who lived inside.

At first, Ye Yuqing seemed to be a little uncomfortable, there was a sound of tossing and turning in the room, but gradually, it was silent, leaving only the sound of slow and peaceful breathing.

Fang You smiled, locked the door, and then escaped into the land, all the way to the wine cellar, which was now equivalent to his second home, after more than ten days of absence, he naturally wanted to check it out.

Under the land, observing the life of the world above is sometimes an interesting thing, but this interesting thing is a painful thing after seeing a big man empty against the bed board, Fang You shook his head helplessly, and then quickly escaped to the suburbs, turned around, flipped three hundred and sixty degrees, and arrived at the wine cellar.

Turn on the powerful lights, the flashing lights let Fang You shoot a few times, and then recovered, presumably the wine cellar is too damp, roughly glance, everything is like the scene when he walks, the Buddha statue in the Buddha shrine is still looking forward with a kind face, and the jasper-like glaze of the Longquan kiln next to it looks extremely beautiful under the light.

These things seem to bring a little warmth to a cold wine cellar, looking at the wallpaper of stars and moons on the wall, Fang You smiled, this childish wallpaper is in stark contrast to these antiques that are at least a hundred years old.

After staying in the wine cellar for a while, after drinking a few sips of Huadiao wine, Fang You held two jars of Huadiao wine and went to the ground.

When he escaped from the ground, he touched his pocket, smiled on his face, put a piece of thousand-year-old ginseng into this jar of Huadiao wine, shook it slightly, and then sealed the lid of the altar and placed it in the land.

With a little drunkenness, Fang You lay down on the bed, and not long after, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the early hours of the morning, Fang You got up and played Tai Chi in the courtyard, with the swaying of Tai Chi, the little gray air flow in his body, and the familiarity between him became stronger and stronger, as if it had really become a part of his body, and the other gray air flow had also increased a little, but it was far less obvious than this little bit of air flow.

After playing Tai Chi, looking back, Ye Yuqing looked at him with a smile, "Little wanderer, Auntie is ready, come in and eat." ”

Today is the first day of the new year, after eating, after visiting Chu Lao first, Fang You took Ye Yuqing and Xiao Yiyi to visit the temple fair on Wuyang Street.

In today's big cities, perhaps the temple fair has belonged to the old era, and gradually moved away from people's sight, but in this Wuyang, a not well-known inland city, the temple fair is still held on the first day of the first month of every month, fifteen millimeters uninterruptedly, it can be said that this is the most lively two days of the month.

The temple fairs in other cities may only retain a custom and have an ornamental nature, but the temple fairs in Wuyang can be said to be original.

On the street where the temple fair is held, there is a century-old City God Temple, every first day and fifteenth day of the new year, good men and women in the countryside come to the City God Temple to offer incense, or ask for inner doubts, or ask for the blessing of the City God.

Ye Yuqing, who was born in Hong Kong since she was a child, is accustomed to seeing high-rise buildings in big cities, fashionable and glamorous, and is very curious about the temple fairs with all kinds of stalls on the street, selling all kinds of common or uncommon things.

At this time, Ye Yuqing seemed to see something interesting again, pulling Xiao Yiyi, and Xiao Yiyi pulled Fang You, and rushed over directly, as soon as she passed, Ye Yuqing asked for the price.

Fang You looked up and almost fell to the ground, Ye Yuqing was pointing to a sugar man in the shape of Sun Wukong and asking the price.

When a dark-skinned middle-aged man saw this girl rushing over like a fairy, he was immediately stunned and stretched out a finger, but he couldn't speak.

"A hundred, that's too expensive." Ye Yuqing said with some hesitation.

Fang You was a little dumbfounded, one hundred, one hundred could buy a piece of the stall, "Sister, I used to eat when I went to the temple fair with my grandmother, and I had a dollar a piece, but I got my teeth." Xiao Yiyi's immature voice couldn't help but make Fang You a little relieved.

"Yes, girl, this little girl is right, one dollar, I can make anything you want." The middle-aged uncle opened his mouth and smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Xiao Yiyi smiled, "Uncle, I want a Monkey King, give my sister a beautiful bird, well, pinch a pig Bajie for the bad uncle." ”

"Okay, the little girl knows a lot." The middle-aged man smiled, pinched the syrup in the bowl, and blew it, and after a while, a fresh Monkey King blew out, and then, the middle-aged man began to blow a peacock again.

Ye Yuqing looked at the middle-aged man with some surprise, his eyes did not blink, Fang You smiled, when he was a child, this sugar man was the best playmate of many little children, and even when he played with the sugar syrup, he still refused to eat it.

Looking at the middle-aged man's bowl of syrup, Fang You couldn't help but think of the interesting story of stealing syrup with Wang Hao, a sugar man, they didn't have enough to eat, at that time, Fang You, a big fool who loved to deceive children and children's books, acted as a bait, and kept fooling the sugar man master, while Wang Hao took advantage of his unpreparedness, picked up a bowl of syrup and prepared to run away.

But he was directly caught by the sugar man master, "Little brat, I've been looking at you for a long time, you just stared at my syrup bowl, staring at it is almost drooling, do you think I don't know what your idea is, hurry up and get out, let me see it next time, directly put a bowl of syrup on your head, let you eat enough." ”

Talking to Ye Yuqing about this interesting incident made her laugh so much that suddenly, Fang You looked at it and moved his gaze from the syrup in the bowl to the bowl.

The bowl used by the master to hold syrup is not a commonly used copper bowl, but a porcelain bowl, and a piece of blue and white is slightly visible on the bright white bowl body.

Fang You's eyes shrank, in other antiques, maybe he was dissatisfied with a bottle, but on porcelain, he was filled with a bottle, it was because of his earth escape technique that he worked porcelain.

This porcelain bowl is the blue and white porcelain on white ground, but it is full of traces covered by syrup, which looks dirty, and ordinary people will never notice it, Fang You squatted on the ground and looked at it for a while, and nodded secretly in his heart, the glaze is green and emerald blue, bright and gorgeous, and the blue and white lines are rough, which can be said to be the characteristics of typical Qing Dynasty Kangxi blue and white porcelain.

Fang You couldn't help but smile, the treasures of this folk temple fair are everywhere, and the bowl of syrup held by a small sugar man master is also a piece of blue and white porcelain from the Qing Dynasty.

"Master, you've been in this bowl of syrup for some years." Fang You asked with a smile, he was not interested in receiving this blue and white porcelain, but he was just playing with antiques a lot, and he was just subconsciously talking.

The sugar man master smiled a little nervously, "Little brother, don't worry, although this bowl was handed down by my grandfather, I have water to clean it every day, so I guarantee that there will be no problems." ”

Fang You smiled and nodded, but did not point out, knowing that he had a valuable antique was not necessarily a good thing.

In less than ten minutes, after the master pinched out the peacock, he quickly blew another Zhu Bajie.

Xiao Yiyi took the three sugar people, gave the peacock to Ye Yuqing, took Zhu Bajie again, and handed it to Fang You, "Here, Uncle Villain, you can eat Zhu Bajie." ”

Fang You smiled and took it, this Zhu Bajie was lifelike, holding a nine-tooth nail rake, holding his stomach, looking lazy and lazy, looking at the middle-aged man who wanted to speak and stopped, he smiled and handed over five yuan.

When the candy man was about to leave, he was directly pulled by the middle-aged man, "Little brother, I still want to find you two yuan, give, take it." ”

Fang You said no, he was directly stuffed into his hand by the middle-aged man, looking at the middle-aged man in simple clothes, he nodded, and said softly in the middle-aged man's ear: "Master, if you are in a hurry to use money, you can take your bowl of syrup to the antique shop, remember, you must insist that you are an old object, more than 50,000 yuan is fine, less than 50,000, don't make a move, remember, don't tell others about it." ”

After Fang You finished speaking, he winked at the sugar man master, then stuffed the two yuan into his pocket, stretched out his tongue and licked Zhu Bajie, and followed Xiao Yiyi and Ye Yuqing, leaving only the middle-aged man who pinched the candy man to look at his sugar bowl with some disbelief.

The middle-aged man thought for a while, looked at the young appearance of this young man, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, 50,000, this young man is probably joking, playing with himself, just now I heard him say that when he was a child, he was caught stealing syrup with others, and he must have hated the master who pinched syrup.

Fang You remembered that since he was in high school, he was entangled in heavy studies and didn't have any time, and he hadn't visited this temple fair for almost seven or eight years.

The playthings in my childhood memories have almost disappeared, and most of this temple fair is mostly selling clothes, and the old stalls that can be seen from time to time are also very rare.

(To be continued)