Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

Inside a famous western restaurant in T city.

Murong Yueyan, who was at the dining table, pushed the steak brought by the waiter in front of Jiang Shan and Lan Ting: "Come on, eat quickly and get there before it gets dark. I want to hang out for a while longer!"

Holding the knife and fork, Jiang Shan always felt a little awkward. Ordinarily, apart from sharpening pencils, the knife in his hand was used to touch people's necks...

Watching Murong Yueyan slowly cut the beef into pieces, dipped in black pepper sauce, and ate them with relish.

"Well, what's wrong?" Murong Yueyan asked in confusion when she saw Jiang Shan and Lan Ting holding their knives and forks without moving.

"Ahem...it seems to be undercooked!" Jiang Shan knocked on the plate, turned to look at Murong Yueyan, and whispered softly.

"Medium rare has the most authentic taste. If you don't believe me, try it..." Murong Yueyan cut off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, looking like she was enjoying the food.

Jiangshan curled his lips, cut open the steak with two knives, and looked at the slightly red beef inside. Why did it feel so awkward?

However, Lan Ting, who ate the sparrow raw, didn't care. She followed Murong Yueyan's example and cut off pieces of meat one by one, shaking her head gently and nodding repeatedly.

Seeing the troubled look on Jiang Shan's face, Murong Yueyan burst out laughing and waved to call the waiter.

"Please, please reprocess this gentleman's steak so that it is fully cooked..."

"Okay, please wait a moment!" The waiter raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jiangshan, then walked away with Jiangshan's plate.

"Here...eat this!" Murong Yueyan pushed the chicken liver and eggs in front of Jiang Shan and said with a smile.

The three of them were eating here, and the diners at several tables nearby looked at Jiangshan as if they were aliens.

"This boy is so lucky! He actually brought two beautiful girls out for dinner at the same time. He's just a bit tacky!" Two middle-aged men at the table nearby were chatting in a low voice.

"Haha, you look jealous? Speaking of which, you are a well-known swinger in the circle. Why are you hesitating? Go and strike up a conversation and see if you can invite me over for a few drinks..."

"I'm so old, I can't do it any more! I look down on young and beautiful people...Old Zhang, if you're interested, why don't you give it a try?"

The middle-aged man known as Lao Zhang rolled his eyes disdainfully, pushed away his chair and stood up: "Let's try it, there's a lot of meat. I'm just inviting you for a drink, and you'll be rewarded. If you don't reward me, I'll throw you away!"

With that said, he walked over to the table where the three of them were sitting.

"Hello, you three. Two ladies, please introduce yourselves. My surname is Zhang, and that is my friend who came with me! I wonder if you are lucky enough to invite the three of you to have a drink with us?" Lao Zhang said it very naturally.

Then, he took out a business card from his arms, handed it to none of the three people in Jiangshan, and handed it over.

Jiang Shan smiled faintly, took it in his hand, put it aside, turned sideways, and said with a smile: "I won't go, you can ask them!"

Huh? Lao Zhang was immediately overjoyed. This guy is quite knowledgeable... He couldn't help but look at Jiangshan with admiration.

"You two..."

"Sorry, we are in a hurry!" Murong Yueyan responded calmly and stuffed the business card under the cup.

Lan Ting on the side had no idea what he was talking about, she didn't even raise her head, she was still slicing the meat and eating it bite by bite.

"Uh... I'm sorry to bother you!" Lao Zhang still smiled politely and turned around and walked back.

"How is it? You can't keep your face anymore, right?" the companion joked happily.

Lao Zhang pulled the chair and sat down. He looked indifferent and smiled: "Old man... I can only take a look!"

"You are just a money addict. You have invested all your money in useless things! Ordinarily, if you are worth a lot of money, wouldn't there be a lot of girls following you?" The companion shook his head and sighed.

"What do you know...this is called investment, money makes money! As the old saying goes, antiques in prosperous times are gold in troubled times!"

After finishing the meal and paying the bill, Jiang Shan touched his pockets and unexpectedly forgot to bring any money. He only had the 1.9 million bank card with him.

"Well...you pay! I didn't bring any money!" Jiang Shan spread his hands and said with a smile.

Murong Yueyan said nothing and quickly took out her wallet...

The few diners who were staring at each other despised Jiang Shan once again! He actually asked a woman to pay the bill, and he said it so naturally!

Half an hour later, the three of them got off the car outside the antique market.

Last time Jiang Shan was wanted by Yang Erbao in the middle of the night and was hiding here. When he came here again this time, Jiang Shan couldn't help but smile softly, remembering the scene where he and Lin Xi were hiding on the roof and watching the stars that night.

It's not dark yet, and antique collectors from all over the world are gathering in this area, making it very lively.

Holding Lan Ting's hand and holding Murong Yueyan's arm, the three of them stood out as they walked among the crowd.

Even some elderly antique collectors can't help but take a few more glances. Especially Lan Ting's elegant and refined temperament, which appears in the antique market, makes the surrounding atmosphere even more mysterious, just like Lan Ting.

It seems to have jumped out from ancient paintings.

"Little girl, can I chat for a few words?" As Lan Ting was holding Lan Ting's little hand and walking from stall to stall, an old man reached out from the stall to stop the three of them and greeted them warmly.

"Old man, my friend is from an ethnic minority and can't speak Mandarin!" Jiang Shan explained with a faint smile.

The old man nodded blankly, reached out and pulled out a scroll from the bamboo basket behind the stall.

"This is an ancient painting that I have collected for many years. I just saw this girl, and I was shocked. This girl's appearance is very similar to the Guanyin Master in my painting!" the old man said,

Tanshou untied the scroll, spread it out, and presented the scroll in front of everyone.

Not only the three people from Jiangshan were surprised, but also several people watching the excitement were also amazed.

"Young man, this friend of yours has a connection with this painting!" A middle-aged man who was watching the excitement came up to the painting, looked at it, and said to Jiang Shan.

The world is full of wonders. Jiang Shan didn't pay much attention. He turned to look at Lan Ting, nodded, and asked her what she meant.

Lan Ting raised her eyebrows indifferently, smiled faintly at the old man, and dragged Jiang Shan away.

"Hey... just leaving like this? It's rare to encounter such a strange thing for the second time in your life. Young man, buy it for your friend!" The old man didn't expect Jiang Shan to leave so decisively, and kept saying.

After dragging Jiang Shan all the way, Lan Ting gestured towards Jiang Shan for a long time. Neither Murong Yueyan nor Jiang Shan understood what she meant.

Shaking his head, Jiang Shan turned around and asked Murong Yueyan: "Look at that painting, does it look real?"

Ordinarily, if it is an authentic work and has been handed down from ancient times, it would be good to buy it as a souvenir, especially such a similar portrait, which is rare after all!

Murong Yueyan couldn't tell whether it was true or not, and shook her head, having no idea!

At this time, in front of a stall on one side, two people were arguing at each other's necks: "You said this is an imitation? It's an imitation and I ate it!" The stall owner angrily held a wooden statue of Guan Yu and shouted loudly.

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"Man, don't yell, let's don't yell, boy, I'm blind, I just don't see what's real! I think it's fake, I'm not sure, so I won't buy it, okay?" said a man squatting in front of the stall.

The eighteen-nine-year-old man stood up, turned around and walked away!

"Um...fake!"

Jiang Shan was almost frightened and looked at Lan Ting in surprise.

Murong Yueyan also had a look of horror on her face. Didn't she know how to speak Mandarin? Why...

Pointing in the direction of the old man selling paintings, Lan Ting stared with big eyes and nodded heavily: "Fake!"

Before Jiang Shan could recover, Lan Ting pointed at the Guan Yu wooden sculpture again: "Really!"

Let me go! Is she... sure of what she said? If she is really so good, she can't make a fortune by hunting for treasures in this antique market! Is she making a windfall?