The little old man did not answer Jun Yan's question directly, but raised his head very proudly and said: "Old man, I know astronomy and geography, the old world, the new life in the future, I don't know anything, I don't know anything!" ”

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The people around him responded in support at this time:

"Master Ji is a strange person in the world!"

"Easy to learn!"

"Master Ji is the heir of the famous Situ family of Yixue!" “......”

"Hehe, you guys praise it." That being said, Jun Yan didn't see a hint of humility on the little old man's face.

"This little brother, old man, I am the one hundred and seventy-fourth generation descendant of the Situ family - Situ Ji, who has been familiar with easy numerology since childhood. I don't know if the little brother has any questions, I want to ask the old man? ”

As soon as Situ Ji said this, everyone in the teahouse talked about it again:

"Who is this kid?"

"I don't know."

"Why did Master Ji let him cut the queue as soon as he came?"

"yes, I've been waiting for two hours, and it's coming to me soon......"

When Jun Yan heard this, he didn't answer immediately.

Does this Stuart really know that this is the game world? It's kind of weird... No, it's impossible.

A game is a game, and he should just have some special talent. A talent that can predict the future? Or what...... Forget it, let's try his skills first.

"I'm going to go to a shop in the town later, I wonder if Master Ji can figure out for me who I will meet first in that shop?" Jun Yan directly asked about his next itinerary.

Situ Ji smiled helplessly, "It seems that the little brother doesn't believe in the old man's ability......"

Seeing that Situ Ji really wanted to give Jun Yan a calculation first, everyone in the teahouse was even more unhappy. But it's not good to say it bluntly, against Situ Ji's intentions, one by one just looked at Jun Yan with resentment.

Jun Yan's face was as usual, and he didn't refute Situ Ji's words, but just said, "I'm not your brother, my name is Jun." ”

After the man had finished the calculation, he got up and left his seat. Jun Yan sat down directly under Situ Ji's gaze, and the two looked at each other without closing their eyes.

Soon, Situ Ji suddenly spoke, "You will first meet an old-fashioned old guy, and an old guy like you who doesn't believe in my skills." ”

"What's that man's name?"

"I can't name the old man, but that man... He is a famous old pedant in this town. After Situ Ji finished speaking, he no longer bothered with Junyan. He motioned for the next one to come forward and sit down, and continued to give divination in order.

Lai Zhan looked at Situ Ji, and then at Jun Yan, who stood up silently, and did not speak.

"Let's go, go to the restaurant." Jun Yan finished speaking firmly, and then turned around and left the teahouse.

Lai Zhan hurriedly carried a bucket of Antarctic krill and followed.

The teahouse is not far from Xiangyuan Restaurant, which is about 300 meters away. Within a few minutes, Jun Yan and Lai Zhan arrived.

There is a plaque hanging on the main entrance of the restaurant, with the words "Xiangyuan Restaurant" written on it, and an unclear picture decoration, which is quite high-end.

As soon as Lai Zhan stepped into the door, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared, staring at Lai Zhan with an unkind face, stopping him from going further.

"I haven't arrived for dinner, let's go back."

The white-haired old man was wearing a white shirt with the same pattern on his left chest as on the door plaque, which was thought to be the work clothes of this restaurant. The lower body is a pair of camouflage trousers, which are badly worn in some places, and even have a few patches. Coupled with a serious face and meticulous expression, Jun Yan looked drunk.

What did the owner of this shop think about finding such a waiter?

"Uncle, we're not here to eat—" Lai Zhan wanted to explain what he meant, but was interrupted by the old man in the middle of his words.

"I'm not here to eat, I have to leave, I'm too busy to take care of you two. Come on! ”

After the old man finished speaking, he glared at Lai Zhan.

Lai Zhan couldn't deal with such an old man, so he could only choose to go out first and wait for the meal.

Seeing that Lai Zhan did not insist on entering the door, the old man turned around and walked back to a table under the chandelier on one side, which was also full of things that he knew were old at a glance.

Thinking of the previous conversation with Situ Ji, Jun Yan, who was still outside the door, said, "Old man, you are doing archaeological work, right?" ”

The old man picked up the magnifying glass on the table, lowered his head and carefully pondered a fragment of an ancient book, and ignored Jun Yan.

"Brother Yan, that Master Ji is really accurate!" Lai Zhanchong said coldly, he believed in Situ Ji's ability even more at the moment.

Lai Zhan's voice was not loud, but he was heard by the old man.

"Whoever believes in the nonsense of that old guy Situ Ji, quickly disappear in front of me!" The old man raised his head and said to Lai Zhan with even more disgust.

The old man looked like he was in his seventies, more than ten years older than Situ Ji. But both in words and deeds, as in the prime of life. Jun Yan whispered to Lai Zhan to wait outside, and he walked towards the old man by himself.

"Sir, my name is Jun. I don't believe the little old man's crazy words just like you, but my friend is a little superstitious. Hearing Jun Yan's words, the old man's face softened slightly.

"Now it's a scientific society, and what is easy to learn numerology is not all feudal remnants? It is really depraved by so many people! "The old man is surprisingly disgusted with easy learning.

Jun Yan thought to himself, I'm afraid that I was miserable by Yi Xue before, right?

Although he was not as resistant to Yi Xue as the old man, Jun Yan still echoed and said, "Yes! The old gentleman is right! That's right... Don't know your name, sir? ”

In Jun Yan's opinion, this old man is not an ordinary NPC, so he is very attentive to communicate with the old man.

The old man glanced at Jun Yan appreciatively, but he didn't show great affection to Jun Yan because of this, and simply replied: "The old man's surname is Xing, and his name bears." "Without superfluous words, there is no other information.

"Old Xing, what are you looking for?" Jun Yan then took a roundabout strategy and cut in from Xing's hobby.

When asked about his work, Xing was the most happy. He has been engaged in archaeology for forty or fifty years, and he first participated in archaeological work when he was in his twenties, and he has never let go.

In Xing Zai's mind, archaeology is not only about perfecting ancient people, things, and things, but also about tracing and revering past history. He had his own great ideals.

He tried to learn from the lessons of his predecessors and integrate the practices of today's people to prove a truly correct path of human development and progress.

However, ideals are ideals, and the reality is still cruel. No matter how loud Xing's voice was and how neat his movements were, it couldn't change the fact that he was already dying.

Time is urging people to grow old, why not get away with yourself?

In the face of various unfavorable factors in reality, Xing Zai still has not given up to this day.

Perhaps, as Tong Junyan said: "If you lose your dream, it is called living." This is indeed an exaggeration, but it is somewhat reasonable.

Xing Zhengcheng, who has devoted himself to archaeology for decades, is unmarried and has no children, and now it has become a problem to eat and drink. With the rise of an archaeological craze in the past, Xing carried a high status in this Fu Town during that time.

And Xing's old-fashioned bearing, which was formed later.

Xing Zheng, who was originally enthusiastic, also helped many people when he was wealthy. Now that he is down, he can still be worthy of taking on the job of a waiter in this Xiangyuan restaurant to ensure the most basic life.

Still, archaeology, he didn't leave it behind.

"Let me tell you, this is a long time ago, the ancients left a fragment of the classics, and the significance is far-reaching! ......" Xing Chengcheng began to talk about archaeological matters, and there was no shelf.

Let the old man who knew Xing Carrying when he was young look at it, and he will feel as if he saw it again, the Xing Carrying who was in his prime and full of passion.