"Boss, where is the most famous place in Liangdu?" Feng Xiaoyun asked as he paid. There were still nearly four hours until five in the afternoon, so the two of them couldn't just eat and shop all the time.
So after some discussion, the two decided to ask about the scenic spots and historical sites in Liangdu and plan to go and have some fun.
"That must be the Wensheng Temple. You know Wensheng, right? Liangdu is the hometown of Wensheng. You are across the street, right there. You can get there in three stops by bus." The snack bar owner proudly promoted it to Feng Xiaoyun.
"The old man Wensheng is truly remarkable. His thoughts and writings have influenced China for over two thousand years. Today isn't a weekend or a holiday, so there aren't many people here. If it were before the college entrance exam, hehe, you could walk around the place without stopping."
"Okay, thank you, boss!"
After saying that, Feng Xiaoyun turned around and asked Yan Zi: "How is it? Are you going?"
Yan Zi said angrily, "Go, why not? It turns out his temple is right here. Many of the ancient Chinese texts we had to memorize in school were written by him. Today, we finally found the real owner."
"Haha, that's it? Well, now that you mention it, we have to go check it out!"
The two of them went to the bus stop that the snack bar owner had pointed out and waited for the bus, and soon arrived at Wensheng Temple.
In front of Wensheng Temple is a temple street, on both sides of which are various souvenirs related to Wensheng and some places selling snacks.
"Why do all the tourist attractions seem to be the same now?" Yan Zi muttered.
"It can't be helped. Traveling, after all, is just people who are bored of one place going to another place where people are bored. Since we're here, of course we have to buy souvenirs. Where there's demand, there's a market!"
"Is that so? Then will you get bored of being with me?"
"That won't happen!" Feng Xiaoyun, who was already used to Yan Zi's strange focus, replied calmly, "Look, you're different today than you were yesterday, and you'll definitely be different tomorrow too. How could I possibly get tired of you?"
"Hmph, smooth talk!"
"Then do you think we should buy some souvenirs to take back? For my parents, Aunt Mei and the others, and your parents!" Yan Zi asked after a moment of hesitation.
"Sure, you can choose!" Feng Xiaoyun nodded: "Then I will say that it was chosen by their daughter-in-law."
"Bah, who is your wife, Feng Xiaoyun, why are you so shameless?"
"It will happen eventually. By the way, when are you planning to meet my parents? My dad has asked several times and said he has prepared gifts for you." Feng Xiaoyun looked at Yan Zi expectantly.
"I, I'll talk to you when I'm ready!" Yan Zi said shyly, and then quickly changed the subject: "Let's go choose what to buy first?"
Feng Xiaoyun could only shake her head helplessly and follow. Yan Zi is usually carefree, but she gets very shy when it comes to meeting her parents. Forget it, just let her be!
"Feng Xiaoyun, what do you think of this fan? Will your father like it?" Yan Zi asked, picking up a fairly exquisite folding fan.
"It's okay, you should like it." Feng Xiaoyun took it and looked at the fan. It was actually a fan with running script written by hand, not printed.
"Hey, little brother and little girl, you really know what's good!" The shop owner had a mustache and a pair of small eyes that rolled around. Looking at the clothes the two were wearing, he knew that a big customer had come today.
"Boss, how much is this folding fan?" Yan Zi decided to buy it after hearing Feng Xiaoyun say it was okay.
"Look at this folding fan. The ribs are made of the finest golden nanmu, and they're water-polished. Look at the surface, isn't it shiny enough to reflect your reflection?"
"Speaking of this fan, the paper used is Chengxintang paper. Back then, it was presented as tribute to the palace, and only the emperor could use it."
"And this calligraphy, see the signature? This is written by our Liangdu celebrity Yun Qingzhi. If you buy this fan and give it to someone, it will definitely be very impressive."
The man with small eyes and a mustache introduced the fan in a rapid manner, which made Yan Zi's eyes light up. The more he looked at it, the more he thought the fan was good.
"How much is it?"
The boss thought for a moment, stroked his mustache, and with the other hand stretched out a thumb and a pinky, waving them in front of the two men: "I see you think I look familiar, so I'll open a shop today. Just give me this amount."
Feng Xiaoyun gently pulled Yan Zi, who was about to speak, and smiled at the boss and said, "It's a little high, can you give it one less?"
The boss pretended to hesitate for a moment, then nodded with a hint of remorse: "Okay, I think the young man and the young lady are quite knowledgeable. If one is less, then one is less. Let's just consider it as making friends."
"Feng Xiaoyun, this is a gift I bought for you, so I have to pay for it!" Yan Zi leaned over and whispered in Feng Xiaoyun's ear from behind.
"Okay!" Feng Xiaoyun made way: "Yan Zi, give me the money, five hundred!"
"Five hundred!" the boss yelled from inside. He had already seen that the clothes of these two people were worth at least five figures. In addition, he heard the girl say that she bought them for the boy's father, so he originally planned to offer fifty thousand. He didn't expect Feng Xiaoyun to be so ruthless and directly cut off two zeros.
"Yes, is there a problem?" Feng Xiaoyun asked back.
"Are you kidding, little brother? You just listened to my introduction. How can you possibly buy this for 500 yuan?"
"Ah, you mean what you just introduced? I thought it was just something you said to tease us. You're not telling the truth, are you?"
Without waiting for the boss to speak, Feng Xiaoyun raised the folding fan in front of his eyes and said, "Let's talk about the wood first. It is indeed nanmu, but it is the lowest quality water nanmu!"
He gently tossed the folding fan in his hand, then pointed to a spot where the paint hadn't been applied and said, "Look at the soft texture of the fan ribs, and the light color of the wood grain. In this sunlight, I don't see any golden glitter or brilliance at all."
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