Click, click, click!
Accompanied by the regular rhythm of the steam train, the locomotive emitting white smoke slowly stopped at the Capital Station.
After the door was opened, a sea of green and gray surged out, and a large number of passengers dragged their suitcases and bags and crowded towards the exit.
Outside the station, a large number of vendors selling snacks, maps, and shouting for customers were bustling, enthusiastically surrounding every passenger who had just arrived in the capital, and various local dialects were blurted out, full of a sense of life.
Fang Yuan, who was only carrying a military bag, still looked like a child. Looking at this scene, he felt a little confused and felt a little out of place.
Soon, he saw a guy wearing a military coat and a red scarf, holding up a cardboard box, and approached him.
"Is it classmate Fang Yuan?"
The visitor greeted warmly: "I am Sun Jian, a student of Professor He!"
"Hello!"
Fang Yuan shook hands and immediately saw the older child's surprised face: "You come alone? Where is your luggage?"
"These are enough, let's go!"
Fang Yuan patted his satchel.
"Oh, okay! There is another classmate this time, but he got here first!"
Sun Jian was very familiar with himself and took Fang Yuan to the parking lot. A green jeep was already waiting: "The capital is very big and there are many interesting places. After you settle down, the senior will take you for a walk!" "
"Thanks!"
Fang Yuan sat in the back row and saw that another young man had already taken his seat.
His complexion was abnormally pale, his body was thin, his face was cold, and he looked indifferent to strangers.
"Hello, my name is Fang Yuan!"
Fang Yuan stretched out his hand.
"Lin Xing!"
Lin Xing crossed his arms and looked like he didn't want to say more.
"Lin Xing has very strong hands-on skills. The equipment he modified even won the first prize at the national level!"
Sun Jian added with a smile.
"Well... geniuses are always a little arrogant!"
Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and began to look at the buildings and scenery outside.
Although it still looks not as modern as the high-rise buildings in the memory of the previous life, the courtyards and cement buildings are intertwined, and they are also full of a unique charm.
An hour later, the jeep drove into Xijing University, the number one university in China.
Because it is the beginning of the school year, you can see many new students gathering together and being busy on the campus where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
"arrive!"
The jeep stopped in front of a dormitory building. Fang Yuan and Lin Xing got off the car and saw He Tianming coming out: "The dormitories are ready, double rooms! Because of your age, the school has specially approved that you do not need to participate in military training! From now on, I am your class teacher."
"Hello, Teacher He!"
Fang Yuan got out of the car and said hello.
"Well, it's good to be here. There are no classes these days. Let's get used to it first!"
He Tianming handed over a bunch of meal tickets and money: "You used to take care of your own life. I hope you can be self-disciplined here. Also, don't let down the school's dedication and cultivation!"
"yes!"
Fang Yuan solemnly promised, but Lin Xing next to him said "cut", making He Tianming look helpless. Fang Yuan seemed to have seen the rebellious teenagers of later generations.
"Also, in theory, your prodigy class will not be divided into departments in your freshman year, but will take cultural classes together to lay a solid foundation and make up for it! But Fang Yuan and I have already said hello, you can go to the Department of Biology and the Department of Medicine Listen in!"
"Thanks!"
If he didn't have these conditions, Fang Yuan wouldn't bother to come here.
Next, it will only take two years to accumulate my own knowledge base, and then become a blockbuster.
…
Immediately, they went to the cafeteria first and had a light meal together. He Tianming had something urgent to do and left in a hurry.
Fang Yuan, on the other hand, ate a lot of white flour steamed buns and a bowl of pork stewed vermicelli, eating everything. His rice bucket-level appetite, coupled with his too childish figure, attracted the attention of many senior students.
As for Lin Xing, he had already hid away, feeling ashamed to be around this person.
"Tch... In the eyes of outsiders, how can it be more important to have enough food and drink? Now that I am practicing Yuanling Qi Nourishing Technique, I must nourish myself a lot... Food is only one aspect..."
Fang Yuan ate the last big steamed bun, rubbed his belly with satisfaction, and looked at Lin Xing: "How is it? Do you want to go shopping outside?"
"Need not!"
Lin Xing had a cold face and left directly.
"Sigh... Children, we still need to smile more to be sunny..."
Fang Yuan sighed angrily, which made Sun Jian next to him laugh: "Classmate Fang Yuan, you are only fifteen years old, right?"
As he spoke, there seemed to be some pity in his eyes: "... Also, you didn't have enough to eat before? It doesn't matter. Many college students were like this when they first came here. Just get used to it and you'll get better!"
"I have never been abused before..."
Fang Yuan rolled his eyes secretly in his heart, and immediately got involved in entertainment.
"Haha... Student Fang, you are so energetic, where do you want to go?"
Sun Jian asked in surprise.
"I heard that three antique markets have opened here. Forget about Liulichang and Panjiayuan, let's go to Sambhogany Temple first!"
Fang Yuan wiped his mouth.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be interested in antiques. Could it be that you also want to major in archeology?"
Sun Jian smiled.
"I just heard it was lively. I happened to borrow a jeep that I don't need to return right away. I can use it again... I'm bothering the seniors today. I'll treat you to hot-boiled mutton tonight!"
"This feeling is good!"
Sun Jian was cheerful and very cheerful and generous.
This Sambhogakaya Temple was a famous Zen temple in ancient times. After the founding of China, it went through some renovations. Now it has not only become a famous cultural attraction, but also has a large number of stalls where people gather to sell some things.
Although there are antique treasures, there are also many fakes, but the environment is quite good.
When Fang Yuan came to the end of the field, he saw the shade of big trees, the inner courtyard corridor, and the bustling flow of people. There were hundreds of stalls of various sizes. You could hear accents from all over the country, and the items on display were also strange and comprehensive. Everything.
"I came here this time just to watch the excitement... Huh? Fang Yuan, do you really want to buy it?"
Just as Sun Jian let out a sigh, he saw Fang Yuan stop at a stall, squatting down and reading through it, looking very interested.
"Hmm... that looks interesting!"
Fang Yuan picked up a porcelain doll with a strange smile on his face.
This porcelain doll has a big head and round feet, and looks a bit like a roly-poly. It is smeared with colorful oil paints, and it is very naive. From Sun Jian's eyes, he can tell at a glance that it is definitely not an antique, but something used to deceive children.
Just seeing Fang Yuan watching with such interest, he was immediately speechless.
"This classmate, you have really good eyesight. My ancestors stayed in the palace of the previous dynasty... This..."
The stall owner was very articulate. When he saw business coming to his door, he opened his mouth. However, at the end of his speech, he felt that it seemed a bit unspeakable: "These are the things that Lord Baylor played with back then. They are exactly the same." Yes, buy a pair and go home, how festive it is!”
"If you like it, I'll give you ten yuan and take it away!"
"Come on!"
Sun Jian couldn't stand it anymore: "Go to Xichang, you can get a cart for ten yuan!"
"hehe!"
Knowing that he had met someone who knew the goods, the stall owner smiled and said: "It's different! It's different. I use a special machine to make these. Look at this paint color. There are so many...chemical ingredients in it!"
"puff!"
Sun Jian, who was standing aside, couldn't help but laugh and feel a little sad.
This kind of industrial product is better than handmade products. Adding chemicals is a good idea, but it is really stupid and ridiculous, and it is confusing when you think about it.
Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, give me three! I'll give you three yuan, what do you think?"
A light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly picked three.
Although these dolls are simple, they have a subtle charm between their eyebrows. They cannot be made with machine molds, they must be made by hand.
"Three yuan, too low..."
The stall owner had a troubled expression on his face: "This is handed down from our ancestors..."
"Wait a minute, didn't you just say that it was made with a big machine?"
Sun Jian pulled Fang Yuan up: "Forget it, go to other stalls!"
"Hey... wait!"
The stall owner hurriedly shouted: "Hey, I'm blind today, three yuan is three yuan."
"Three yuan is still a bit too high!"
Fang Yuan seemed a little hesitant, and picked up another ancient book on the stall: "I usually like to read some books, and this one, I bought it for three yuan."
"become!"
The stall owner glanced at it and saw that the book was dusty, had many bug holes, and was not in good condition. It was a tattered book that had been moved from home along with his miscellaneous bits and pieces. Even the cover was stained with filth. Not sure, he immediately agreed readily.
"Sigh... Fang Yuan, you are so wasteful."
Fang Yuan paid for it himself, but Sun Jian couldn't say anything and could only sigh.
"A thousand dollars can't buy a heart, okay? I'll invite the senior to eat mutton!"
Fang Yuan looked at the porcelain doll in his hand and smiled from ear to ear.
With a sharp eye, it couldn't be easier to make a little fortune.
These clay dolls were just ordinary on the surface, but there were actually many good things hidden inside. At this time, he saw a piece of agarwood, a few pieces of pearls and jade, and so on.
Even with the current market conditions, it should be able to be sold at a good price.
After all, once you start practicing, you have to make some extra money, otherwise it will be difficult to make up for your expenses.
As for the ancient books in his pocket, it was even more of an unexpected surprise.
"There are layers in this ancient book... and just the words on the surface hide a trace of the charm of the true method, which is obviously not trivial... Based on this alone, you can be sure that what is hidden inside is mostly related to ancient cultivation. It seems that that The stall owner didn't lie at first. His ancestors had been in the palace and got a lot of good stuff..."
Fang Yuan turned around, looked at the tall building of Sambhogany Temple, and suddenly thought thoughtfully: "If nothing else... you can definitely invest in one of the shops here. From my perspective, in the future, it will really be half a year if it is not open, and half a year if it is open. , all the resources for cultivation are available..."