Jiang Tang stood at the door, looking around curiously.
While she was watching, He Chen handed her a mask. Jiang Tang was startled for a moment, then followed his actions and put the mask on, revealing only a pair of eyes, which were watery.
Jiang Tang blinked, looked at his clothes up and down, and couldn't help but said: "Mr. He, what you wear looks really good today!"
In order to hide his identity, he did not wear a suit today, but wore casual clothes, which swept away a bit of the cold atmosphere. The whole person looked like a piece of cold jade, with a tall and straight posture. Even if his face could not be seen clearly, just
You will be attracted to him just by looking at his back.
Hearing her words, He Chen paused slightly, looked down at her, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little, and said: "It's better not to call me Mr. He, please change your title."
This Jiang Tang knows how to hide his identity.
She tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Then I will call you A Chen like Grandpa He?"
"No, no, no." Before he could speak, Jiang Tang rejected the title and muttered, "Mr. He is also an elder after all. It's a bit rude to call you like this. Then I'll call you Brother Achen?"
Hearing this, He Chen's body stiffened slightly, and she didn't know whether it was because of the "elder" she said or because of her "brother Ah Chen."
Only when he saw the mischief in her eyes did He Chen realize that she was teasing him on purpose, it was too narrow-minded.
He subconsciously stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, but in the end he touched the mask, so he had to give up and put his hand down. The corners of his mouth that were unnoticed by the mask were curved higher and higher.
Jiang Tang looked at him and said with a smile: "Let's call him Brother Chen. It's polite and sounds cool."
He Chen nodded slightly, "Yeah."
"Then...what did brother Chen call me?" Jiang Tang put his hands behind his back and looked at him with a smile, with some inexplicable expectation in his eyes, "How about you call me Tangtang? My masters all call me that."
"Ginger..." He Chen opened his mouth and looked at her. He didn't shout out the word "sugar" at the end, but called out the word "ginger" again. At the end, he saw that she was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't react, so he lightly
He laughed and called again: "Jiang Jiang."
This time, the two words are connected together clearly.
The magnetic sound is transmitted into the cochlea, which is inexplicably crisp.
Jiang Tang subconsciously looked up at him and met his smiling eyes.
I thought he looked good when he smiled before, but now only his eyes were exposed. Now his eyes were focused, and he unconsciously fell into these eyes for the first time.
Seeing the amusement in his eyes, Jiang Tang reacted suddenly. She was stunned.
Just look into his eyes!
Mr. He must have done it on purpose, to retaliate against her for teasing him just now.
"Let's go." He Chen said without waiting for her to speak. Jiang Tang's question could only be choked in his throat. He looked at his back and quickly chased after him, passing him a few steps. He walked backwards and looked at
He said: "Brother Chen, I found that you really don't want to suffer any losses. It's really difficult to bully you."
"Huh? Really? Did you bully me just now?" He looked at her puzzled.
Jiang Tang choked again, he couldn't repeat the thing again.
Now Jiang Tang is sure that he did it on purpose!
Sighing deeply, she could not be bullied, so she cupped her hand and said, "Admit defeat!"
A smile flashed in He Chen's eyes, and he took her arm and pulled her to his side, "Walk well."
His tone was calm, as if he was lecturing a junior, but because his voice was not cold, Jiang Tang could hear the concern in it and felt even happier.
It's really a pleasure to stay with Mr. He.
When I rounded an intersection, my eyes suddenly became lively, with shouts and shouts coming and going.
This is a real ghost market.
Ghost markets are not talking about night markets run by ghosts, but because there are ghosts in the market. There are many fakes and things of unknown origin. Moreover, the night market opens at night and disappears in the early morning. It comes and goes without a trace.
The time is too long, so it is called the ghost market.
Just by looking at it, Jiang Tang could spot a lot of fakes.
In fact, it should be said that there are only a few genuine ones.
When the stall owner next to him saw them coming, he greeted them warmly: "Come and take a look. It's an antique vase used by Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty."
Jiang Tang glanced at it and almost laughed out loud. The glaze hasn't dried yet. How about the Qing Dynasty?
She shook her head, said nothing, and walked forward side by side with He Chen.
"There are a lot of fakes here, be careful." He Chen said in a low voice. After saying that, he remembered her previous ability to gamble on stones and laughed again.
She could see the stone covering the outside, let alone the thing placed directly in front of her.
Jiang Tang also leaned over, blinked, and whispered: "Don't worry, Mr. He, I have a plug-in."
As she spoke, she pointed to her eyes, feeling a little proud.
"Mr. He, tell me what you need, and I'll help you take a look. I think this is accurate."
No matter when you put this in, you can get rich overnight, but it just doesn't work.
Jiang Tang sighed deeply and turned to look at He Chen beside her, admiring the rich golden light on his body. If she could only have a little light in her life, she would be satisfied.
Just as she was thinking about it, a burst of abundant spiritual energy suddenly appeared in her eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and walked quickly in one direction.
The source of the spiritual energy was a small stall. The stall was in a corner and was inconspicuous. Sitting behind the stall was a middle-aged man with a decadent look on his face.
Jiang Tang took one look at his face and became convinced.
The roots of the mountain are sunken, the fortune is ruined, and the whole body is surrounded by evil spirits. It may be that you have just experienced a change in your life.
She squatted on the ground and looked at the things on it. There were actually many genuine ones. Finally, her eyes fell on a small Buddha statue.
A lot of dust fell on the Buddha statue.
He is a Medicine Buddha who specializes in eliminating disasters and prolonging the life of all living beings.
It has many merits and virtues, and it must have helped many people resolve crises. This is also the reason why it has abundant spiritual energy. I just don’t know how it ended up in this place.
Seeing her, the middle-aged man raised his eyelids, then quickly lowered them, looking a little indifferent.
Jiang Tang didn’t mind, picked up the Medicine Buddha and asked, “How much does this cost?”
Jiang Tang asked: "One price, five million."
His tone was cold and hard, and he had no unnecessary words. He was very dull and did not sound like a businessman at all.
The stall owner on the side also laughed twice, "Mr. Li, you have been a big boss after all, how come you can't even sell anything?"
He talks in a weird way.
Jiang Tang saw that the man's face became even colder, and he said expressionlessly: "If you don't want to save someone who is destined to you, then it means that the fate has not arrived."
The tone was very cold and tough, which made the people next to him snort coldly and solicit customers: "Little girl, come and have a look at my place. I have all good things here."
Jiang Tang ignored it, but looked at the middle-aged man with approval, "That's right."
Those in Taoism also pay attention to fate.
If there is no fate, then it is useless no matter how much you say.
She handed over a card and said, "Swipe the card, I want this."