Yuanshin: The sickly Leishen is in my class

Big cousin?

With little cousin?

Hmm... It's more or less the same, it should be like this.

The coach is so imaginative.

Chapter 112

After checking in, Huang Xing took everyone to their respective rooms.

Yae Shenzi yawned, and casually took the room card from Huang Xing.

"I'm sleepy already." Huang Xing smiled.

Shenzi was driving all the way, because Huang Xing couldn't take turns with her because of the high speed.

When driving in the middle of the night, Shenzi was obviously in a state of stress, and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

"After driving all night, Miko should rest early." Kageya said.

"Okay!" Shenzi turned around, skipped Huang Chen's smile, and nodded towards Ying.

Opening the door with the room card, she saw the big white and soft bed, and rushed over impatiently.

"So sleepy, so sleepy!"

"Driving late is no fun at all..."

"Well..."

Yae Kamiko was hugging the pillow, rolling on the bed so comfortably that the two of them couldn't stop laughing.

"Good night." Ying helped her close the door.

"Night--"

"install..."

From inside the door, Shenzi's indistinct voice came, and the whole room fell silent.

"Is this the legendary one-second falling asleep?" Huang Xing looked at Ying.

Ying shook his head, "It seems that Shenzi is really tired."

Several other people had already returned to their respective rooms, and Huang Xing saw Wendy who had changed into her nightgown, holding a jug of wine, greeting herself.

"Hey, I'm going out to play tomorrow, so drink less!"

"It's okay, good night!" Wendy waved her hand and closed the door.

Huang Xing shook his head, and returned to their room with Ying.

The hotel corridor in the middle of the night was very quiet, as the two of them were walking, Ying suddenly looked at him.

"Did you quarrel with the Son of God?"

"Huh?" Huang Xing looked at her, "Why do you say that?"

Ying frowned his beautiful eyebrows, "I always feel that Shenzi's appearance is a bit weird..."

"Oh? Really?" Huang Xing continued to walk forward.

"Well. It's a little different from her usual appearance."

Ying is indeed a very perceptive person. He recalled what happened just now, and Shenzi didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end.

"Maybe she's too sleepy." Huang Xing's expression didn't change, and he opened the room card slowly.

Turning on the crystal chandelier in the room, the magnificent furnishings came into view, and he sighed in his heart that it was worthy of a five-star hotel.

The room was a bit stuffy, Huang Xing walked across the spacious bedroom and opened the balcony window.

Letting the cold wind blow on his face, Huang Xing looked at the bustling city in the middle of the night.

Shadow walked to his side.

"Although I don't know what happened, I hope everyone can be happy."

Huang Xing looked over, the cold wind blew her beautiful long hair, those eyes were illuminated by the lights outside the window, and worries overflowed from inside.

"If you worry about her any more, I'll be jealous!" Huang Xing took her hand.

Ying showed a helpless smile, "Don't change the subject."

"Aying, I'm sleepy."

Huang Xing approached slightly, and gently wrapped his arms around Ying's waist.

"After watching the traffic all night, I'm so sleepy too..."

Huang Xing buried his head between Ying's neck, feeling the delicate skin, smelling her fragrance deeply, his words began to be vague.

"Let's sleep..."

The lover's delicate and gentle kiss fell on the sensitive neck and behind the ears, making it feel numb.

Shadow's breathing became short of breath.

She looked helplessly at Huang Xing who was bent over and buried in her arms like a child, what she wanted to say stopped on her lips.

"Um...okay...sleep..."

"Ah, Chen, you bite me!"

"Hee hee hee!"

As the long night fell, Huang Xing embraced Ying's soft waist, and inadvertently looked at the starless night sky.

Everything he does is to make everyone happy.

...

The next morning, it was already nine o'clock after getting up.

Everyone else is pretty much the same, of course, except for Zhongli, who has a regular schedule.

Qiqi's words are not within the normal work and rest range.

After casually eating the breakfast provided by the hotel, the coach led the players to the local gymnasium for training, and Huang Xing took his family to drive to the Maojun Mountain Scenic Area.

After getting off the bus, everyone attracted attention to the bustling Gufeng Street Market outside the scenic area.

Different from the Internet celebrity ancient towns in other places, Maojun Mountain is a Taoist holy place, where many ancient buildings are preserved. After expansion and renovation, the whole gives people a long and profound historical charm.

After strolling around the lively temple fair, Zhongli sighed to Huang Chen, a bit like returning to Liyue.

Miko was wearing big sunglasses, and seemed to have recovered from yesterday's exhaustion. After seeing a classical juggling venue not far away, he pulled Ying over excitedly.

Wendy, on the other hand, attracted attention to the game of pitching pots, and even played a few in person.

The cluster of arrows in his hand hit the narrow mouth of the bottle a few meters away, and the crowd of onlookers burst into exclamation.

Wendy yelled uncontrollably.

"Boss! You're too close, it's not fun, take the bottle farther away!"

The boss's smile became a little stiff.

I have never seen such a powerful customer. No matter how far the bottle is placed, this person will throw it into the bottle with incomparable precision.

And every arrow is not aimed, just throw it casually, it's like opening a hook.

"This guy..." Huang Xing looked at Zhongli who was beside him, "He actually used the power of the wind element in this kind of place."

It's really him...

The smile of the pot-throwing booth owner has become more and more stiff, because in a burst of more admiration, the boy threw the arrow cluster into the bottle ten meters away...

"Wendy will win all the prizes..." Seeing that he was getting better and better at playing, Huang Xing silently led Zhongli and Qiqi towards other booths.

When I came to the antique booth, there were a lot of tourists here, Huang Xing just glanced at it casually, and he could guess that it was basically fake.

After hanging around with Uncle Zhong for a while, he also has his own judgment on antiques.

The antiques group is misleading, nine false ones are real, and the real good things will not be sold outside the scenic area. These are all to fool tourists who don't know how to do it.

Of course, in the end, I still have to ask Uncle Zhong for his opinion.

"Is there anything worth buying?" Huang Xing quietly asked Zhongli.

Zhong Li looked down at the objects of various shapes and searched for a while.

Finally, his eyes stopped on a pair of grayish blue cups.

"Is it an old thing?" Huang Xing asked.

Zhong Li nodded slightly, he squatted down, took one of them in his hand and played with it for a while.

Huang Xing saw that the thing looked like a teacup and a bowl, and there was a gap in the mouth of the cup. Its appearance was quite ordinary.

But if the age is relatively old, the craftsmanship, type of vessel, kiln mouth, etc. are all excellent, and the value will be doubled accordingly, which is the saying "rare things are more expensive".

Seeming to see Huang Xing's thoughts, Zhong Li said slowly: "The appearance is indeed not good, but this is a complete couple, and it is rare to keep them all."

"You know what you're doing!" The boss looked over, "Xiangzhou kiln celadon, a pair of two, took the boss's effort to collect it."

After whispering with Zhongli for a while, Huang Xing looked at the boss, "How much is this pair of cups?"

The boss gestured three fingers.

"Three..." Huang Xing wanted to say 30, but considering the character of these profiteers, he asked, "[-]?"

"300 million." The boss laughed.

Many people looked over.

Huang Xing's expression was intriguing. He took the cup in Zhongli's hand and weighed it casually.

"Let's make a discount, twenty-five thousand."

After listening to the boss, he waved his hands again and again, "No, if you want it, it will cost at least [-]."

Huang Xing stared at the boss seriously, "Twenty-six thousand?"

"No, no, no!" The boss said and was about to bring the cup over.

"Don't do this." Huang Xing pretended to be disgusted, and pointed to the gap, "Look for yourself, it doesn't look good when you take it home."

The boss saw that Huang Xing really wanted to buy it, so he hesitated for a moment.

"There's no bargain like you. If you want it, take it for [-]. If it's lower, it won't work. I still have to eat."

"Twenty-seven thousand." Huang Xing gave the final price.

The boss still looked reluctant, Huang Xing pulled Zhongli up and made a gesture to leave.

As a result, the boss immediately let go after standing up.

"Okay, okay, I see you two have eyes, so take twenty-eight thousand."

Huang Xing looked at the boss with a smile, and returned to the booth again.

The eyes of the surrounding people have been dumbfounded.

Still bring such a bargain?

Chapter 113 Gradually towards a subtle date...

After accepting the pair of celadon cups at a reasonable price.

Huang Xing followed Mr. Zhong, using his eyesight to start a sweep on various stalls.

Hetian jade strings, Ming and Qing vases, calligraphy and paintings, ancient coins... Before he knew it, the boxes that Huang Xing was holding were getting heavier and heavier.

The trio began to gain traction among the crowd.

I haven't seen anyone who buys antiques like this, as if they came here to buy...

"You bought a lot of things!"

When the three met Wendy, they found that he was also carrying a lot of things in his hand.

Wendy has just finished a happy game of pots, and has a lot of things in hand.