Papa Paladin

  Chapter 469 Routine (12)

   It's sunny outside.

  Zuo Yi left Newlay in the early morning, crossed the North American continent from the east coast to the west coast of America, and then went north to Myer.

   During this trip to North America, he can basically achieve his goal, and now it’s time to relax.

  Zuo Yi plans to fly back to Hangzhou in the evening. What he wants to do at this moment is 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 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 Myer is not a gourmet country, but he is lucky to be in Chinatown in Dormont, which has the highest density of Chinese restaurants in Myer.

  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?"

  He has worked so hard to come to North America, and he hasn't bought a gift for Bao'er yet.

   You can’t go back empty-handed, right?

  “The big shopping malls are all in the city center…”

  The waiter in the restaurant replied with a smile: "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 was sold for 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 big fortune."

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

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

  The guys in the restaurant are 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.

  Buying a gift for a little girl doesn’t necessarily have to go to a boutique counter in a big shopping mall. There are countless street stalls here, and there are many 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 female 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 masterpiece must have a soul. This "soul" is the cohesion of emotion and inspiration, and is the essence of the work given by the master.

  A soulless work, 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 shrewd.

  Responding to 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 shouted in broken English: "One hundred, one hundred dollars!"

   People in Daxia are rich, and tourists in Daxia are even richer. Zuo Yi can see that he is the kind of rich tourist in Daxia.

"make a deal."

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

  Old Mo stall owner grabbed the dollar bills and was stunned. 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 .

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

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

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

  Suddenly, a cowboy boy with a wooden box in his hand passed diagonally through the crowd, and just bumped into a woman in a goose yellow dress in front of Zuo Yi.

   "Ah!"

  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.

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

   "OMG!"

  The cowboy man clasped his hair in his hands and let out a cry of despair. He stared blankly at the debris on the ground, wanting to cry but not crying.

  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."

   "Not who you are!"

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

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

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

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  (end of this chapter)