Seeing this prompt, Yang Jing realized that by choosing different time and space nodes, the speed of time flow in the two worlds is different.
But it’s better this way. The faster time flows over there, the more beneficial it is to myself in the real world.
It’s a pity that the Holy Ring can now only select time and space nodes within a ten-year limit. If it could be accurate to a year or a certain day, that would be amazing!
But this is also pretty good. At least I can choose which decade to travel to independently.
It is now 2017. If we choose a time node of 20 years, the earliest we can travel back to is 1997, which doesn't seem to be very interesting.
"Then why not just choose a time and space node within the next thirty years! At least I can travel back earlier. If I can travel directly to 1987, that would be great!"
The 1980s and 1990s were two completely different periods in China. For those who collect antiques and want to find bargains, the 1980s were undoubtedly better.
Thinking of this, Yang Jing chose the time node within 30 years without hesitation. Even if he could only stay in 1987 for one day, that would be fine.
When Yang Jing chose this time and space node, the familiar scene happened again. Yang Jing only felt his eyes blurred, and the next moment, the scene in front of him changed completely, and it was dark everywhere.
Yang Jing closed his eyes, letting his eyes slowly get used to the darkness, and then opened his eyes.
It was at this time that Yang Jing realized that he was actually next to a large construction site. Looking around, he saw only the construction site and low bungalows. The tall buildings that he saw during the day were no longer visible.
Yang Jing didn't know which year he had traveled to, but he was sure that it was definitely before 1996. Because Yang Jing seemed to remember that the Henan Provincial Building where he stayed seemed to have opened in 1996, and now there was obviously no sign of the Henan Provincial Building, which meant that the Henan Provincial Building had not been built at that time, so it was at least before 1996.
Moreover, the Chaoyang Maternal and Child Health Hospital, which was originally located between the Panjiayuan Flea Market and the Henan Provincial Building, is now a short, several-story building, with no trace of the several ten-story buildings that were built later. As for the Baihuan Garden Community, there is no trace of it, and it is full of bungalows.
He looked at his watch and it was exactly 3:10 a.m. Yang Jing tightened his backpack and walked towards the north.
Just after passing Chaoyang Maternal and Child Health Hospital, a noisy sound came from the front. The sound was not loud, but it was chaotic. It seemed that many people were deliberately talking in low voices. However, because there were too many people, no matter how low their voices were, the voices were still mixed together, forming a noisy wave that could not be blocked.
Yang Jing was actually quite familiar with this kind of voice. When he was a child, his grandfather took him to the ghost market in Tianqu, and he heard this kind of sneaky voice. It was very familiar, but also a little strange. After all, it had been nearly twenty years.
After walking a short distance forward, Yang Jing saw the Panjiayuan Flea Market.
However, at this time, apart from being able to see the walls of the Panjiayuan Flea Market clearly with the help of the dim street lights, other places could not be seen at all. Instead, there were quite a few people far away from the street lights, and the atmosphere was quite eerie with the crowds of people.
Yang Jing stopped a middle-aged man riding a tricycle, took out a pack of Camel cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, smiling and asking, "Big brother, I just came from another place. What day is it today?"
The man riding the tricycle had a lot of things on it, but they were all covered with colorful cloth. He must be a vendor.
The guy used the lights on the front of the tricycle to see the Camel cigarettes that Yang Jing took out, and said with a smile: "Oh, they are foreign cigarettes! Okay, have one."
The rickshaw driver lit up a cigarette, took a deep puff and then said, "Young man, are you from outside the city?"
Yang Jing nodded and said, "I'm a British Chinese who just came to Yanjing by train from Xijing. I heard that Panjiayuan is quite famous, so I came here to take a look."
The rickshaw driver smiled and said, "Today is November 18th, Saturday. You've come at the right time. The market will open soon. Today is the day of the ghost market. There are many good things waiting for you."
Yang Jing smiled and said, "That's great. I like the ghost market the most. By the way, brother, what year is it this year?"
The rickshaw driver was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Brother, you are still drunk from yesterday, right? How come you even forgot the year? This year is 1994, isn't it?"
When Yang Jing heard this, he knew what was going on.
The ghost market in Panjiayuan gradually began to recover around 1985. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, those antique collectors in Yanjing City suddenly launched a "crusade". The ghost market in the city quickly moved from Xuanwu Park, Guohua Department Store on Changchun Street, and Drum Tower to Panjiayuan and Shabanzhuang.
By 1992, there were more than 500 stalls in Panjiayuan. The managers realized that "it is better to loosen up than to block" and began to build greenhouse areas here, so that the "guerrillas" who set up stalls on the roadside could move to the greenhouse areas in the market as much as possible. This was the original Panjiayuan Flea Market.
However, there were only about a hundred shanty towns at that time. Although the rest of the guerrillas also moved to the greenhouse area, they still mainly set up stalls on the street.
Now it is 1994, and although the Panjiayuan Flea Market has been established, it is far from the scale it will be in the future. However, during the weekends, a large number of people will still gather here from all directions, because these two days are the days when the Panjiayuan ghost market is held.
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