Papa Paladin

Chapter 469 Routine (12)

The sun is shining brightly outside.

Zuo Yi left Newlay in the early hours of the morning, crossed the North American continent from the east coast to the west coast of America, and then went north to Myer. It was only after nine o'clock local time in Dormont.

During this trip to North America, he can say that he has basically achieved his goal, and now it is time to relax.

Zuo Yi planned to fly back to Hangzhou in the evening. What he wanted to do at this moment was to fill his stomach.

As a sanctuary knight, Zuo Yi can persist for several months without eating or drinking in the extreme state, and still maintain a strong life, but in normal times, he lives with three meals a day like ordinary people, and has some more food from time to time. supper.

Many beings who have been promoted to a high-level sequence will actively suppress or even cut off their own emotional desires, so that it is easier to break through to a higher-level life sequence.

But Zuo Yi never thought of taking this path. He likes the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of being a human being, he likes adventure and excitement, he likes peace and happiness, he likes delicious food, and he also likes to appreciate everything beautiful in the world.

Now, he just wants to have a good meal.

Well, treat yourself.

Zuo Yi is not interested in Western food, and Myerna is not a food country, but he is lucky to be in Chinatown in Dormont, which has the highest density of Chinese restaurants in Myerna.

Zuo Yi chose a Hong Kong and Cantonese restaurant nearby, sat down and took the menu, and ordered a dozen Cantonese dishes and dim sum in one go.

After eating and drinking enough, Zuo Yi called the clerk to settle the bill, and asked at the same time, "Is there any shopping mall nearby?"

After working so hard to come to North America, he hasn't bought a gift for Bao'er yet.

You can't go back empty-handed, can you?

“Big shopping malls are in the city center…”

The restaurant clerk smiled and replied: "You can take the subway there, it's only five stops away, by the way, have you been to the open-air market in Fasheng?"

"open-air market?"

Seeing that Zuo Yi knew nothing, the restaurant staff introduced him enthusiastically.

It turns out that just two streets away, it is the largest open-air market in Dormont and even in Myer. Both Dormont residents and foreign tourists like to go shopping in this market, because the things there are cheap and beautiful, and there are many varieties. Extremely rich.

Fasheng open-air market was originally established by immigrants. It was originally a small trading place for bartering. After decades of development, it has formed its current scale.

The prosperity of Mai Na Chinatown is largely due to this open-air market. Many stall owners there are Chinese immigrants, so the restaurant guys are still very proud of it.

There are a lot of second-hand goods and antiques in the open-air market. Someone once bought a porcelain vase that was used as a lamp holder for ten dollars, and then it was identified as a rare official kiln treasure. It sold tens of millions of dollars at Sotheby’s sky-high price.

"You can try your luck."

The restaurant clerk encouraged: "Maybe I will find a lot of money from the big leak."

Zuo Yi couldn't help laughing, and slipped a hundred-dollar bill to him as a tip: "Thank you for your good words."

After bidding farewell to the smiling restaurant guy, Zuo Yi followed the other party's instructions and soon found the Fasheng open-air market.

The restaurant guy is not exaggerating. The area of ​​this open-air market is really huge. There are all kinds of stalls that can't be seen at a glance. Countless tourists and pedestrians shuttle through it, creating a noisy and lively scene.

Zuo Yi walked all the way with great interest, looking for a suitable target.

You don’t have to go to the boutique counters of big shopping malls to buy gifts for little girls. The street stalls here have a lot of goods, and there are some unique items. It is also a good choice to pick a few to go back.

Soon, he stopped in front of a stall.

Pointing to an ornament on the street stall, Zuo Yi asked in English, "How do you sell this thing?"

This is a cast iron sculpture with a height of about 30 centimeters. The main body is a female bear standing upright and roaring, and there are two chubby bear cubs under her feet.

The shape of the mother bear is very rough, similar to the style of the original statue, while the two cubs are very delicate, lifelike and agile.

Zuo Yi took a fancy to this sculpture because it has a "soul".

A master's work must have a soul. This "soul" is the condensation of emotion and inspiration, and is the essence of the work given by the master.

A work without soul, no matter how exquisite and beautiful it is, is nothing but a craftsman.

Zuo Yi is a part-time master rune craftsman, and his eyesight is far beyond that of ordinary people. Although this thing is inconspicuous among a bunch of miscellaneous things, it cannot escape his sharp eyes.

The stall owner is an old Mo, an immigrant from Gemo, the third largest country in North America. He wears an iconic style hat, and his small eyes are dripping with shrewdness.

Regarding Zuo Yi's inquiry, he smiled and raised an index finger.

"one dollar?"

Zuo Yi raised his eyebrows: "I want it."

"NONO!"

The old ink stall owner immediately became anxious and yelled in broken English: "One hundred, one hundred dollars!"

The people in Daxia are rich, and the tourists in Daxia are even richer. Zuo Yi saw that he was the kind of rich Daxia tourist who would not kill for nothing.

"make a deal."

Zuo Yi immediately dropped a big bill and brought over the female bear sculpture.

The old Mo stall owner grabbed the dollar bills and was stunned for a moment. He immediately realized that he might have been tricked by Zuo Yi.

He found this sculpture when he was picking up second-hand goods. It only cost five dollars, and the one-hundred-dollar sale was already nearly twenty times the profit. But seeing Zuo Yi's transaction so happily, he felt that he had suffered a big loss .

But when he wanted to repent, Zuo Yi had already got up and left.

The old Mo stall owner became more and more unwilling. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, staring at Zuo Yi's back and muttering a lot.

Zuo Yi didn't know about the tricks of the old Mo stall owner, and he continued to sweep the stalls in the open-air market.

Suddenly, a cowboy man holding a wooden box slanted through the crowd, and just bumped into a woman in a goose yellow dress in front of Zuo Yi.

"Oh!"

The woman in the long skirt exclaimed, staggered and almost fell.

Snapped!

At the same time, the wooden box fell to the ground and the sound of the bottle breaking.

Inside this wooden box was a blue and white porcelain vase, which was smashed into pieces together with the box, and it looked so miserable that it couldn't be glued back even with instant noodles!

"OMG!"

The cowboy man held his hair in his hands and let out a cry of despair. He stared blankly at the debris on the ground, wanting to cry without tears.

The woman in the long skirt apologized subconsciously: "I'm sorry."

"sorry?"

The cowboy man seemed to have been severely irritated. He waved his arms and roared loudly, with a ferocious face: "Do you know how much this blue vase costs? You have to pay, pay!"

The woman in the long skirt blushed, "No, I didn't hit it."

"It's not who you are!"

The cowboy boy shouted: "You have to pay!"

Many people gathered around to watch the excitement, and many of them understood what happened at a glance.

But no one was nosy, or stood up to speak for the woman in the long skirt.

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