On the second day of the opening of the General Garden, there was still no sign of tourists until one o'clock in the afternoon.

Even Zhou Bin was a little anxious at this time. This was strange. There were so many people on the first day, but how come no one was there on the second day?

Li Bingyi said worriedly: "Zhou Bin, I don't think the tourists will come."

The auntie selling cold noodles complained: "Old man Li, didn't you say there were a lot of people here? Why is there no one here now?"

Li Bingyi had nothing to say and could only smile helplessly: "Alas, who knows what's going on!"

Zhou Bin couldn't wait any longer, so he walked towards the gate to see if anyone was coming.

He went out and looked into the distance, only to see that the road was deserted and there was not even a single person in sight.

Wang Haichao said helplessly: "Brother, it's been so long, why hasn't anyone come?"

Zhou Bin was also wondering why these people didn’t come?

While the two were talking, Liu Shanzhu suddenly shouted excitedly, "Someone is coming!"

Zhou Bin looked in the direction his finger pointed and saw a person walking towards him from a distance.

When he looked behind him, there was nothing there.

Wang Haichao was immediately deflated: "It turned out to be just one person! I thought it was many people!"

Zhou Bin was also a little disappointed. He waited for a long time and only one person came. It was really depressing!

He kept staring at the figure, and gradually, the person came closer.

Zhou Bin could then see clearly that the man who came was an old man wearing a light blue coat that was a little gray, a blue hat on his head, and cloth shoes on his feet.

I saw him wiping the sweat from his head as he walked and blowing his nose into the haystack.

Zhou Bin wondered which village this old man was from, as he seemed to have never seen him before.

As I was thinking about it, he had already arrived.

Zhou Bin thought to himself that even if it was just one person, he would still receive him well.

So he smiled and greeted: "Uncle, you are here, please come in."

The old man looked up and saw that it was a young man. He didn't say anything and walked straight to the door.

As we walked, he asked, "Are the tickets here free?"

Zhou Bin smiled and said, "It's free, please come in."

The old man nodded and asked, "I heard that this is the tomb of Qin Qiong. Is it true?"

Zhou Bin patted his chest and said, "It's true. Experts from the province have said that this tomb is absolutely real."

The old man laughed: "Do you believe what they say?"

As he said this, he strode in, and Zhou Bin followed closely.

The old man came to the park, looked around, and a smile appeared on his face: "Well, the environment here is not bad."

Then he came to the snack street, and everyone looked and saw that someone had finally arrived. They all greeted him and asked him to come over to eat.

The old man looked at it and said, "Let's eat later. I'll take a look around first."

As he said this, he put his hands behind his back and walked inside leisurely.

When they came to the rural life exhibition area next to the tomb, the old man obviously slowed down his pace and looked at the farm tools inside with interest, including wooden shovels, push boards, sieves, and rollers. In short, he looked at each one carefully.

Zhou Bin walked over with a smile and said, "Uncle, these are all things from our village. We put them here to let everyone understand the life of us farmers."

The old man nodded, then asked, "Are you a staff member here?"

Zhou Bin smiled and said, "Yes, if you have any questions, I can answer them for you."

The old man pointed to a large stone pillar and asked, "What is this for?"

Zhou Bin smiled and said, "This is what we use to grind wheat. We can use it to grind wheat by tying up an ox."

The old man nodded, looked to the side, then turned and entered the grave.

As soon as he entered the tomb, he began to look carefully without saying a word.

As he watched, he muttered to himself: "I didn't expect Qin Qiong to be here. It's really a hero's end!"

Zhou Bin looked at him and felt that his speech and behavior were not like those of an old man in the village, but his appearance was, which made him a little confused.

He couldn't help but say: "Although Qin Qiong was very powerful, his later years were not happy."

"Oh? You also know Qin Qiong?" the old man asked a little surprised.

Zhou Bin smiled and said, "I know a little."

The old man immediately became interested and asked, "Then tell me, what kind of person is Qin Qiong?"

Zhou Bin immediately started talking: "In the novel, Qin Qiong is known for his righteousness and was the thirteenth hero of the Sui and Tang dynasties. In reality, Qin Qiong was also a brave man, but it's a pity that he was bedridden for twelve years in his later years. It's a pity..."

As Zhou Bin spoke, the old man's eyes gradually lit up.

The more he listened, the more fascinated he became. Zhou Bin finally said, "It is really sad that such a great hero like Qin Qiong has to rely on pretending to be sick to get by."

The old man slapped his thigh and said, "That's very well said!"

Zhou Bin was shocked by his behavior. Zhou Bin just liked historical figures and talked about them casually, but he didn't expect the old man to be so excited.

The old man stared at Zhou Bin, a little unbelievable.

He originally thought that Zhou Bin was just a country boy looking for a job here, but he didn't expect that he had such insight.

The old man immediately became interested and started chatting with Zhou Bin.

The two talked in the grave for a long time, and after an hour, they slowly walked out.

From the old man's conversation, Zhou Bin felt that he was not an ordinary person.

So he smiled and asked, "Uncle, we get along well. May I know your name?"

The old man smiled and said, "My name is Liu Wenxi. May I know your name, young friend?"

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