Chapter 21 Thirty Miles of Ghost Street, Thirty Miles of Ghost Market 1
In other words, Wang Feng really wants to have such a house, so he can take his mother and sister over, and he also has a place to practice.
It was so spacious, and he believed that his mother and sister would be happy if they could live in such a house, and he himself would be even happier.
For the first time, Wang Feng felt that having a big house of his own would have so many benefits.
Well, this is really a top priority, and it must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise there will not even be a place to practice. Wang Feng looked at other people's houses and thought.
"Master, just him. "I don't believe that there will be such a master when I kill Wang Yun.
"Oh, I won't tell you, I'm so angry!" Su Ruo was really anxious, she really didn't expect Wang Yun to be quite a person, how could she say such things.
She had already learned from Chen Jianzhi's mouth that Wang Feng was a great master, although she was not very interested in this matter, but she had a certain concept of the master in Chen Jianzhi's mouth, she didn't think that Wang Feng was far away, and he couldn't hear it if he spoke quietly.
Afraid that Wang Feng would be angry when he heard it, he hurriedly threw off Wang Yun and ran over.
"This little girl, what's the hurry!" Wang Yun was so angry and helpless that she stabbed the innocent floor with the high heels that could be used as a murder weapon.
"Wang Feng, I'm sorry, she's not usually like this, she's very haode. ”
Wang Feng waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter.
"Okay, the place is seen, the people are recognized, and I'll leave if there's nothing to do. ”
"Hey, are you just leaving?" Su Ruo saw Wang Feng drop a sentence and walked out of the door by himself, shouting hurriedly, originally planning to ask him to go to dinner together.
Wang Feng waved his hand and left without looking back.
Wang Yun over there was about to explode when he saw it, and a dirt bun was still dragging like this.
Wang Feng walked out of the small garden where Su Ruo's so-called 'company' was located, and looked at the time It was almost noon, so he thought about calling Zhu Fatzi out for a meal, and picking him up by the way, well, in fact, this is the main purpose.
I didn't expect that as soon as I picked up the copycat phone, it rang first.
Wang Feng picked it up and saw that it was a number he didn't know, and his mobile phone number was full of no more than five people, Wang Feng pressed the answer button strangely.
"Hey, who?"
"Haha, brother Wang Feng, it's me, Chen Jianzhi, do you remember?" Chen Jianzhi said on the phone with an indecent voice, Wang Feng really thought so.
"It's you, why are you looking for me?" Wang Feng was not surprised at this time, he must have known it from Su Ruo.
"Haha, I know from the young lady that you have arrived in Shangjing, why don't you hurry up and find you, and want to do your best to be a landlord?" Old man Chen did not adulterate what he said, although Wang Feng is also a martial arts master, but with his status, it is unlikely that he can ask Wang Feng for anything, purely because of his appreciation of Wang Feng, knowing that Wang Feng came to Beijing, he thought about making an appointment to contact and contact feelings.
"Oh, since you want to do your best landlord's friendship, then you can pick me up. Wang Feng agreed very simply, but not to contact the old man.
Chen Jianzhi is an old man and an extraordinary person, Wang Feng is very interested in chatting with him, learning about the level he has never been exposed to before, and most importantly, he wants to make money...... It's just that although he has martial arts, he really doesn't have much other ability to make money quickly, so he can't rely on martial arts to rob a bank, right?
Maybe the old man will have an idea.
"Hey, you're really welcome, Cheng, where are you, I'll call someone to pick you up right away." "The old man was angry over there.
"Su Ruo's agency. After Wang Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
"This kid ......" Chen Jianzhi looked at the phone in his hand speechlessly.
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Not long after, Wang Feng, who was already dizzy on the road, was taken to a wooden building, this three-story wooden building is antique, covers a large area, and there is a wooden plaque hanging on the door: Sanwei Building.
It is a rare style in modern times, Wang Feng raised his eyes and looked around, but found that the street he was standing on was the kind of building with ancient meaning, the place where he stood was a three-fork road, the teahouse was on the triangular 'fork', the three roads were almost all wooden buildings on both sides, and many places also hung out long curtains, writing so-and-so teahouse, so-and-so wine shop and the like, full of antiquity.
There are people coming and going on the street, and many people are wearing robes, which makes Wang Feng feel as if he is in ancient times.
Interestingly, in the modern twenty-first century, there is still such a place. Wang Feng looked at it with interest and found that many people were martial artists with martial arts, and there were many masters among them.
Walking into the Sanwei Building, Wang Feng really thought that he had traveled to ancient times, and the decorations inside were similar to what Wang Feng had seen in the ancient costume TV.
While walking, while 'peeping', Wang Feng's interest increased greatly, and he unconsciously came to the place guided by Old Man Chen, in a private room facing the street on the third floor.
"Haha, Brother Wang Feng, you're here. Old man Chen had already seen Wang Feng coming over, and he was proud to have guessed his thoughts.
"How is it, Brother Wang, this place is good, isn't it?" the old man smiled and welcomed him in, and sat down by the window.
"Old man, what kind of place is this?" Wang Feng was really curious.
"Hey, you kid is really not big or small, I kindly invite you out to play, you just call me old man when you open your mouth, am I very old?" Old man Chen blew his beard and glared, not really caring, but liked Wang Feng to speak straightforwardly, and he couldn't help but make fun of him.
Wang Feng glanced at him and rolled his eyes: "Okay, don't pretend, I call you old man, you also call me a kid, no one takes advantage of anyone." ”
"You kid ......" Chen Jianzhi nodded his finger at Wang Feng a few times, shook his head and said, "If you want to talk about it, it's a good place." He nodded to the street downstairs outside the window, "Thirty miles of ghost streets in the capital, thirty miles of ghost markets, that's what you mean here." ”
"Ghost Street, Ghost Market?" Wang Feng wondered, he had heard of the ghost market, when he was at Beijing University before, he had heard that there was a ghost market in Beijing called What Garden, it seemed to be a place that sold antiques and old things, but he had never been there, was it here?
"This is not the place where the secular people in Shangjing say that they sell antiques, but the real place where people in the rivers and lakes in Shangjing gather. Chen Jianzhi smiled, he knew that although Wang Feng's martial arts were very high, he didn't seem to know anything, otherwise he wouldn't have put on the pomp and circumstance of Longhumen that night, and he didn't know anything about the rules. I had expected that Wang Feng would be interested in these.
"This shijie is no longer the same as in ancient times, not only ancient martial arts, but also many ancient inheritances have gradually been lost, or even completely severed. The so-called science is in power, and secular people only recognize science, and not many people still know what kind of amazing inheritance our ancient China has. Chen Jianzhi suddenly sighed.