portable space

After the woman sat in the corner again, a man who was obviously a good drinker asked: "I wonder what the gentleman's price is for this kind of wine?"

Zhang Taiping replied: "Ten years of wine is not much, it is not for sale. One or two years of wine is quite a lot, it costs two thousand yuan per catty."

The price was temporarily doubled, not because they wanted to make more money, but because they didn't care about Fatty's attitude towards a thousand yuan, and were afraid that they would not be able to restrict people from buying wine, so there would be

He was already busy, so he decided to raise the price a bit. His current mentality was a bit contradictory. He wanted to attract customers to the manor, but he also didn't want to cause trouble.

The man nodded. The price was actually not expensive. Some of the better wines in Xinjiang were priced at this price. He asked again: "Where can I buy this wine?"

Zhang Taiping said: "In my home."

"Won't you send it to the city?"

Zhang Taiping replied: "I won't give it away!"

The man said: "Okay, then leave your address."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Taiping took out a box from the snakeskin bag, which contained his own address and phone number, written with a brush.

"Good calligraphy!" An old man praised his handwriting after reading it.

Zhang Taiping smiled and said nothing.

After Zhang Taiping's matter was over, the transaction would continue until after ten o'clock.

After coming out of the room, the underground square outside was busy. Basically every stall was surrounded by people. The things sold there were all kinds of good, but Zhang Taiping no longer had the same interest as when he first came in. This

It is also reasonable, I have seen too many good things in the house, and I am not interested in the things on the street stalls.

I wanted to go out and walk around the street with the others, but Zhao Qingsi suddenly said: "Let's go see the puppies." There was a stall selling dogs not far away.

Zhang Taiping couldn't refuse and had to agree. Others wisely left first, even Tian Feng didn't stay.

The two of them walked around casually in front of various stalls, and no one spoke. Since the last time they had an inexplicable and unpleasant relationship in Inner Mongolia, the two of them have not contacted each other again. They can still talk and laugh when others are present, but they don’t know what to say when they are alone.

What's good.

When I walked to the dog stall, I saw a middle-aged man sitting on a stool, with two Tibetan mastiffs squatting on the left and right beside him. They looked very good. There was a frame in front of him, and three little Tibetan mastiffs were chirping on the soft cushions in the frame.

The ground screamed.

Seeing the two people coming, the middle-aged man stood up and greeted them enthusiastically: "You two are looking after the dogs, right? These three little Tibetan mastiffs are definitely pure blood. Look, these two next to me are their parents."

Zhao Qingsi looked at the little Tibetan Mastiff in the basket and asked, "Can I hug it?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Of course, you can watch whatever you want."

Zhao Qingsi looked at it and picked one up. The little Tibetan Mastiff's eyes had not yet opened. After being held in her arms, he bit one of her fingers and sucked it away. She felt it was interesting and did not take out the finger.

, asked with a smile: "Is this a tooth dog or a slot dog?"

The middle-aged man was a little curious that such a woman actually knew the terms "tooth dog" and "slot dog". He quickly replied: "Let me see." Then he picked up the other two and looked at them and said, "Those are just slot dogs."

"Then I want this one. How much does it cost?" Zhao Qingsi decided directly.

"Fifty thousand yuan." I thought there would be no business today, but I didn't expect to meet a seller who was about to leave and said quickly.

Zhao Qingsi raised his head and looked at Zhang Taiping.

Zhang Taiping nodded, such a pure-blood Tibetan Mastiff is indeed worth the price. Of course, the pure-blood here is only relative, and cannot be compared with the legendary Tibetan Mastiff that guards the Potala Palace.

Zhao Qingsi handed the Tibetan Mastiff into Zhang Taiping's hand and said, "Hold it for a while." Then the middle-aged man went to the nearest transfer machine to pay.

After the middle-aged man left, the two Tibetan Mastiffs immediately lost their previous docile appearance and looked at Zhang Taiping with alert and fierce expressions. This is what Tibetan Mastiffs should look like. It seems that the middle-aged man has trained them well and allowed them to

They can be docile yet ferocious. If an ordinary person were to face such two ferocious-looking Tibetan Mastiffs alone, their legs would become weak and they would not dare to move.

After Zhao Qingsi and the middle-aged man came back, the two Tibetan Mastiffs returned to their previous docile appearance. Zhang Taiping couldn't help but smile and said to the middle-aged man: "These two Tibetan Mastiffs are very good."

When the middle-aged man heard Zhang Taiping praising his Tibetan Mastiff, he said happily: "They are both very smart." Then he explained to Zhao Qingsi in detail the feeding methods and precautions for the cubs.

After holding the puppy and leaving, the two of them had nothing to say. Zhao Qingsi's excitement over buying the puppy cooled down, and he said without interest: "Let's go out."

Zhang Taiping didn't know how to mobilize the awkward atmosphere between the two, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

After walking a few steps in silence, Zhang Taiping suddenly said: "Wait a minute!" He just felt a flash of spiritual energy. Although it was very weak, it did exist. He believed in his feeling.

Zhao Qingsi turned around, looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look at something." He said and slowly took a few steps back and stopped in front of a stall selling wood carvings. He squatted down and sensed it. The source of the aura was a few silver grains between various roots of wood.

White lotus seeds.

The person who was carving was an old man with a weathered look on his face. When he saw Zhang Taiping squatting down, a smile appeared on his face. The smile was not very pretty, but it could dispel the wind and frost and give people a sense of optimism. His voice was not small and he was full of energy.

: "Young man, you want root carving."

Zhang Taiping did not answer, but asked: "How much does one cost?"

"Three hundred, each one is three hundred." The old man Zhang Taiping was angry at the rudeness, but still smiled and returned.

Zhang Taiping pointed to one of the roots and asked, "Where is this one?"

"The young man has a good eye. This is a boxwood root. I sold the tree body at a high price. Only this root is left. Since it is placed here, it is naturally only three hundred. What shape does the young man want?" He said here

There were many wooden roots on display, and the buyer selected them at will, and then he carved them according to the shape of the wooden roots. Of course, there were many things that had already been carved behind him, but he thought that what Zhang Taiping wanted was the kind that would be carved on site.

"I want this root." Zhang Taiping replied.

The old man was stunned for a moment, but he still smiled and said, "Okay, but it's still three hundred yuan."

Zhang Taiping nodded and asked, "What's going on with these two lotus seeds?"

The old man smiled and said: "Well, that's what I saw in a cave. There was a dry pool inside, and there were some lotus seeds in it. They should have grown there before. There were more than a dozen in total, and only these two were left.

If you want it, take it."

Zhang Taiping thought about it for a while. He could tell that these two lotus seeds were unusual, but others did not have this ability. It was natural to treat them as ordinary lotus seeds. Seeing that the old man did not look like someone who was short of money, he nodded and treated them as ordinary lotus seeds.

He picked the lotus seeds in his hand.

I paid 300 yuan and took away the lotus seeds and boxwood roots.

"Is there anything special about these two lotus seeds?" Zhao Qingsi suddenly asked after walking a certain distance.

Zhang Taiping was stunned and suddenly started laughing at himself. Zhao Qingsi could see the key to it. There was no reason that the experienced old man couldn't see it. It was ridiculous that he even tried to cover it up. He shook his head and said, "I just feel that these two

The lotus seeds are just special."

"Oh." Zhao Qingsi responded lightly. For some reason, his tone was a little erratic, and he couldn't hear the emotion in it.

After leaving the underground square, Zhang Taiping called Yang Wanli and the others.

The person who answered the phone was the fat man: "What? Are you done now?" There was a hint of joking in the fat man's voice.

Zhang Taiping ignored his teasing and asked, "Where are you now?"

"There is a barbecue restaurant behind the hotel. The barbecue is good. Come over quickly." The fat man shouted.

Zhang Taiping hung up the phone and said: "There is a barbecue restaurant behind the hotel, why don't you go over and have some barbecue?"

Zhao Qingsi shook his head slightly and said, "No, I'll go back and put the puppy down."

Zhang Taiping said: "Then where do you live? I will take you back."

Zhao Qingsi pointed to a hotel not far away and said: "It's not far from there. It's only two steps away. No need to send me away."

Zhang Taiping looked at the hotel she pointed at, but it was not far away. People were coming and going on the street at the moment, so she was not afraid of anything happening. Besides, she had also learned how to use her skills. Ordinarily, two or three big men couldn't get close to her, so she probably wouldn't get into trouble.

What happened? He said, "Then be careful."

Looking at Zhao Qingsi's departing figure, Zhang Taiping sighed. It's not that he didn't know her thoughts, but he was already entangled with Xing Rushui. If he got involved with Zhao Qingsi again, he would not suffer as a man, but for several

Women, especially wives, are somewhat unfair.

I turned around and walked towards the back of the hotel where I lived. There was no light in the mountains at eleven o'clock, but in the city it was the most relaxing time for people, and it was also the time for some night owls to come out and be active.

Looking up at the sky, unlike the sky full of stars in the mountain village, here I can only see scattered stars that can be counted. Looking at this familiar but unfamiliar night sky, I feel a little dazed. I feel like Zhuang Sheng has turned into a butterfly.

Scenes of people and things flashed before my eyes, entangled and mixed together, making it difficult to tell where life was in a dream.

Staring blankly at the sky in trance.

It wasn't until the phone rang that I woke up from the chaotic situation, and the pictures in my mind were divided and classified again. However, some memories that I thought had been wiped out unexpectedly resurfaced, becoming more and more clear, and even unforgettable, as if they were yesterday.

Things are normal.

ps: Let’s break out tomorrow, ten chapters! Get the flowers ready!