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Chapter 2907 Rising Star

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    Cang Yan rearranged the restaurant. The extra tables, chairs and benches were put down in the back. The front was just like Fang Jingzhai's back then, with only one chair and one table.

    The shelves that originally held some liquor and tea were also vacated and decorated into shelves of traditional Chinese medicine in the pharmacy.

    The account books and inventory on the table were replaced by yellow table incense candles, and the menus and pictures on the wall were replaced by famous quotes such as "The great doctor is sincere."

    Generally speaking, at first glance, it is very similar to the layout back then.

    After finishing all this, it was daybreak.

    Xiao Shu hasn¡¯t come back yet, and the python is nowhere to be seen.

    Cang Yan stretched out, stood at the door and looked at it carefully. She didn't know why, but she felt like something was missing.

    I can¡¯t explain it clearly, but it¡¯s just missing something particularly eye-catching.

    Although Cang Yan was not satisfied, she tried her best.

    Opening the door, a ray of warm sunshine hit her face, which made her a little uncomfortable after living in the underworld for a long time.

    This also reminded her of the days when she settled in Sichuan after defeating Xuan Ming.  The sky is light and the water is misty, blowing into the reed piccolo.  As the sun sets over the mountain valley, yellow chickens return to their coops, and there are three or two thatched huts. In the smoke, there is a woman and an old man.

    ¡°Decades later, it seems that life was still the most leisurely back then.

    If you are lucky enough to defeat Immortality in the future, you will definitely return to the earth and dream back to the past.

    Cang Yan sighed in her heart. When she turned around, she suddenly discovered that right next to the restaurant, there was a slightly smaller store with a sign written by herself - a thrift store.  It is said that people who deal in second-hand goods are now very rich.  She didn't expect that this kind of store, which should appear in the downtown area, would be located in this corner of the old city.

    Since she had nothing to do anyway, Cang Yan saw that the store door was open, so she went in on her own.

    The inside of the store was even smaller than she imagined.

    With an area of ??more than ten square meters, there is a counter in the front and shelves in the back, which are filled with miscellaneous things.  Large items range from tables, chairs and benches to small items including walnut bracelets. Of course, the most numerous items are jade, gold, silver, and ceramics.  From Cang Yan's perspective, more than 90% of the things here are fake.  After all, back then, Yan Dongcang's family was also a wealthy family and had never seen anything.

    The shop owner is a young boy standing behind the counter.

    There was an old man standing in front of the counter, wearing ragged clothes and carrying a few cardboard boxes on his back.  The old man was accompanied by a child with a dirty face and a lollipop in his hand.  The old man fumbled for a long time, placed a green object on the counter, and said humbly: "Brother, look at this, just give me a few dollars."

    It was a Ming-style cricket jar. Unfortunately, Cang Yan could tell at a glance that it was a fake. Moreover, the craftsmanship was inferior, the materials used were rough, and it was of little value.

    The young man took the cricket jar, looked at it slightly, and said, "Uncle, school is about to start. Remember you said last time that you found a school for him?"

    "Well, for us outsiders, it costs a lot more money to study here. His father is at the construction site, and there is nothing much he can do to earn that little money. I just do what I can to check the rags and change some money. It's almost enough, it's almost enough.  , if enough is enough, let him go to school"

    "It's not bad, but unfortunately, there's only one. This should be a pair. If a pair can give you a thousand, this one, let's give it three hundred!" The young man put the cricket jar on the table and took out a few.  The big bill was handed over.

    The old man grinned and thanked him profusely, not forgetting to ask the child to thank his benefactor.

    But the child looked dull. He just glanced at the boy and then smacked the lollipop vigorously

    Watching the old man go out, the young man threw the cricket jar into the pile of groceries without raising his head. He muttered to me lightly: "Put the things on the counter when you are selling them. When you are buying, you can look at them as you like.  Just ask for the price if you win."

    Cang Yan smiled and thought, after all, he is just a young man. It would be strange if he could make a fortune by doing this kind of business.

    "Do you believe it? Three days later, he will bring an identical cricket jar."

    "Believe it!" said the young man: "Based on what I know about him, he will come tomorrow within less than three days."

    Cang Yan frowned and said, "So, you know this thing is fake?"

    "Of course." The young man said calmly: "I am also a shop owner after all, so I still have some discernment. These things are mass-produced by small workshops, and they cost ten yuan for three."

    Cangyan smiled, it seemed that he was shallow.

    "So, are you doing a good deed?" Cang Yan said: "But what if I say that the money he took from you may not be for the child to use?"

    "I thought of it." Young MasterHe said: "This is the money he got from selling things to me nine times, and one more time. If I collect enough money ten times, I won't buy anything from him again."

    "That's weird. Since you know he's lying to you, why do you still help him?"

    "It can't be said to be his blessing." The young man sat on the recliner, picked up a compass box and played with it, and said casually: "In our industry, it is relatively easy to make money, and sometimes the money earned is not clean. Spend it on  Some of the things I want to spend money on are to buy peace of mind. In fact, this child may not even be the grandson of the old man. It may be just a prop for him to deceive. As for me, I can't afford to raise such a child, nor can I save anyone.  Man, let him take some money. At least, after making money from me, he can close the stall early and buy some food for this child. "

    Cang Yan looked at the young man in front of her, and suddenly felt that he was a little familiar. It wasn't his appearance, but his way of speaking, which was somewhat similar to Brother Bu back then.  It's just that compared to Brother Bu, he is more indifferent and cold.  His maturity is not what he should be at this age

    "To be so calm at such a young age means that he either has great experience or is just a playboy.  Judging from his clothes and the decoration of the store, it is obvious that the latter possibility has been denied.

    Cang Yan looked aimlessly at the things on the shelves and sniffed subconsciously. For some reason, he actually noticed a trace of evil aura.  However, after looking through the store from the inside out, I didn't find any clues.  It was a gourd on the cabinet that caught her attention.

    That is a gold-skinned eight-character gourd with a Bagua diagram on the front and an embossed mantra of the nine-character mantra on the back. No matter how you look at it, this gourd looks like the one Fang Jingzhai had back then.  The size is about the same, the color and skin are about the same, and the key patterns are so similar.

    At this time, Cang Yan finally remembered why she always felt that the finishing touch was missing after the previous decoration. It turned out that what was missing was actually a Bagua gourd.

    The Bagua Gourd is the most commonly used magical weapon among early ascetics.

    Gourd, also known as Juyang fruit. The eight-character gourd is divided into two warehouses, one for Qian and one for Kun. The top is clear and the bottom is turbid. The top can store gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the bottom can hold ghosts, monsters, and evil spirits.  In short, in the Yang world, under normal circumstances, a Bagua gourd is enough.

    For people like Cang Yan and others who travel between the Yin and Yang realms, the Bagua Gourd is obviously not enough to watch.

    But the reason why this thing left a deep impression on Cang Yan was because Fang Jingzhai¡¯s Bagua gourd was not only a home for Xiao Shu to live in and save her life, but also a protective umbrella for minibus to avoid disasters.

    "How much does this gourd cost? I bought it." Cang Yan asked.

    The young man still didn¡¯t raise his head. He looked at the compass box in his hand and said, ¡°Do you want to buy it with ghost money?¡±

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