Her consciousness swept through each store, and the surprise in her eyes became deeper and deeper. When she first came to this world, she felt the fluctuation of faith. In the past three days, after traveling to so many places, she was finally sure that there was someone here.
Absorbing faith.
After a person generates faith due to belief, if there is no existence to accept the faith, the power of faith will dissipate on its own, but on this continent, the power of faith generated is attributed to a certain existence.
This existence is the statue of the God of Wealth enshrined in every store.
People in this world call the God of Wealth - You'an.
Not to mention that Lianwei didn't know the name "You'an" at all. Even if she was You'an, she didn't receive the power of faith.
Therefore, we can only guess that there is another God of Wealth named Youan here.
But she hasn't found any trace of the God of Wealth, and he seems to be hiding.
Walking through a square, Youan was attracted by a group of children, and followed them around an old man selling marshmallows and candied haws.
After watching for a while, he returned to Zhan Changfeng in three steps. How could Zhan Changfeng not see what she meant? He touched her head funnyly and said, "I'll buy it for you after I change the money."
"How can I eat mortal food?" You'an quickly waved his hands to deny it and ran away.
The two of them looked around and entered the antique street. Youan said, "Is that Miss Jiang's shop here?"
"Yes, let's go shopping in her store." There were a lot of tourists on the antique street, but it was not a problem for them. Zhan Changfeng focused half of his attention on You'an who was submerged in the crowd, and the other half continued to explore the store.
The statue of the deity being worshiped.
You'an was more attentive than her. He wandered around until he came to a small store with a store less than three meters wide. He ran into the store happily and hugged someone's leg.
Jiang Yan's angry expression froze. She looked down and was startled. She quickly lifted the baby up and said, "Why are you here? Where are your adults?"
She said and looked at the door, but did not see Zhan Changfeng's shadow.
"Jiang Yan, your Chunjiang Pavilion is so depressed that you are selling fake goods. Why are you still trying to open it up? You should close it down sooner or later. I have put the evidence here for you. It's 2.17 million. If you can pay, then pay. If you can't, then do it sooner."
Find someone to help you collect the corpses!" Before leaving, the men smashed the racks and smashed the antiques that looked a bit old to pieces.
Jiang Yan looked calm and did not stop her, but Youan felt that her hand holding him was shaking, but she tried her best to restrain it.
"You indirectly killed our seventh young master, and we only asked you to pay for it. For the sake of your dead master, our family master, don't be ungrateful. If you don't see the money after three days, don't blame us!"
"Let's go!"
The men in black vests went out cursing, and passersby got out of the way.
Zhan Changfeng passed by them and felt the weak power fluctuations in their bodies. They turned out to be Houtian warriors.
She looked up at the store's plaque - Chunjiang Pavilion.
Lianwei's Chunjiang Pavilion is the ancestral home of space artifacts, but this Chunjiang Pavilion sells antiques.
The space inside was very small, with only enough space for two rows of shelves. After being smashed, the floor was covered with debris, making it even more cramped. It was difficult to find a place to stay.
Zhan Changfeng said casually, "You are still called the master of the family now? Could it be that they lived a hundred years ago."
Jiang Yan didn't want them to get involved in the struggle in the other world, so she smiled indifferently, "Rich people always have weird quirks that make you laugh, I'm sorry."
She took the initiative to come over and return You'an to Zhan Changfeng, then took a broom and started sweeping it, "Fortunately, it's not worth anything, otherwise I would have lost a lot of money."
Zhan Changfeng could take in the broken things in the house at a glance. In addition to some handicrafts with clearly marked prices, there were also objects with some age. They were not precious, but they were by no means worthless.
"Miss Jiang has something to do, so we won't bother you. If you need help, come to me at the hotel. I still owe you money."
I don't know whether it was Zhan Changfeng's measured advance and retreat, or her impartial and impartial demeanor that was so impressive. Jiang Yan didn't feel embarrassed in front of her, but instead felt like she was being cared for.
She sent Zhan Changfeng and Youan out apologetically, "When I finish cleaning up, I will invite you two over for a cup of tea."
"It's okay, you can go ahead and do your work."
Watching them walk away, Jiang Yan took a long breath, frowned and closed the door, stepped over the debris on the floor, entered the inner room, took out a large stack of talismans from the cabinet, and calculated how much money they could be exchanged for.
There are two societies on the mainland. Ordinary people are called people from the outer world, and monks are called people from the other world. They usually live together, but people from the other world will not reveal their identities and disturb the lives of ordinary people.
Her ancestral shop, on the surface, sells some knick-knacks, but it is actually a talisman shop. She has poor qualifications and slow practice. So far, she is only building the foundation. However, she is quite talented in drawing talismans, and she once made money by drawing talismans.
I have invested millions in assets.
But a month ago, she first spent more than half of her money seeking medical treatment for her master, and then her remaining savings were stolen. She was immersed in the sadness of her master's death and didn't care whether it was money or not. Anyway, she would make money in the future.
Zhan Changfeng had only spent half of the hundreds of thousands in her hands. Rather than feeling sorry for the money, she felt sorry for the deceased master, because she thought that she had promised the master that she would prosper the Chunjiang Pavilion, but the master could no longer
Can't see it anymore.
Pulling herself out of her depressed mood, Jiang Yan started to make phone calls one by one. Her talisman was considered top-notch among monks. The lowest-level talisman could be sold for two to three thousand. There were people who wanted high-end talismans of two to three thousand. In the past, it was someone else.
Chasing her to buy a charm, this time in order to raise money, she had to take the initiative to contact people.
She said that because her talisman failed at a critical moment, the seventh young master of the Qian family was bitten to death by a ferocious beast. She did not believe it. She had confidence in her talisman.
But the Qian family brought her amulet, which was stained with the blood of the seventh young master of the Qian family. It was true that the amulet could not be activated for some reason, so she had no choice but to recognize it.
It doesn't matter if you can settle it with money.
"Hey, eldest niece, Fu? I don't need it recently."
"How come Master Jiang has time to find me? That's it, but I'm short of money recently and have no money to buy it."
"I don't have any money on hand, I'll buy it another day."
...
Jiang Yan asked politely one by one, but was rejected again and again. Her heart skipped a beat, and no matter how stupid she was, she realized that something was wrong.
At this time, a call came in, and she quickly answered it.
"Is it Boss Jiang? I'm the manager of Qin Zhai. I'm sorry. I just checked and the exhibition quota is full. You can wait until the next time."
"Wait a minute, haven't I already got the quota?"
Toot…
Jiang Yan didn't know what happened, so he calmly called everyone he could contact. His former friends, partners, and uncles all either hesitated or hung up the phone in a hurry.
Until I dialed the number of a person named Uncle Ruan.
This Uncle Ruan was Master's friend and had a good temper. She asked straight to the point, "Uncle Ruan, I want to know what happened. Why are they avoiding me?"
"Xiao Yan, it's not my uncle who said something about you, but you have offended someone."
"Qian family?"
"That's right."
"The Qian family wants more than two million from me, so I'll give it to you, but blocking me is nothing."
"They don't want more than two million. They just want to kill you openly and take revenge. If you don't pay, they will have an excuse. Xiaoyan, this matter is not easy to handle. The Qian family is one of the four big bosses in our circle.
, they let it go, and the other three leaders also acquiesced, no one dares to help you."
"Uncle Ruan..."
"Xiaoyan, there's nothing I can do about it. I also have children and grandchildren to support, so I can't help you. However, your land should be worth a lot of money. If you really can't help it, just sell it and pay the money. They
I have no excuse to touch you."
"Chunjiang Pavilion?" Jiang Yan cut off the phone and slammed the table. There was no way she could sell Chunjiang Pavilion.