Crack Crack Crack!

Accompanied by the regular rhythm of the steam train, the locomotive, which was emitting white smoke, slowly stopped at the capital station.

After the car door was opened, a sea of ​​green and gray mixed with water surged out, and a large number of passengers were dragging boxes and shoulder bags, rushing towards the exit.

Outside the station, there were a lot of snacks, maps, and hawkers shouting and swearing guests, enthusiastically surrounding every passenger who had just arrived in the capital, blurting out various local languages, full of a sense of life.

Fang Yuan, who was carrying only a marching 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, a red scarf, and a carton shell holding it, leaning over.

"Is it classmate Fang Yuan?"

The visitor greeted warmly: "I am Sun Jian, Professor He's student!"

"Hello!"

Fang Yuan shook hands and immediately saw the child with a surprised look: "Are you here alone? Where are the luggage?"

"That's enough, let's go!"

Fang Yuan took a photo of his shoulder bag.

"Oh, OK! There is another classmate this time, but he arrived first!"

Sun Jian was very familiar with it and took Fang Yuan to the parking lot. A green jeep was already waiting: "The capital is very big, and there are many fun places. After you settle down, seniors will take you to have a good time!"

"Thanks!"

Fang Yuan sat in the back row and saw another boy already occupying the position.

His skin was a bit abnormally pale, his body was thin, his face was frozen, and he looked like he was a strange person.

"Hello, my name is Fang Yuan!"

Fang Yuan stretched out his hand.

"Lin Xing!"

Lin Xing put his hands on his chest, looking like he didn't want to talk much.

"Lin Xing has a strong hands-on ability. After his transformation of the equipment, he even won the first prize at the national level!"

Sun Jian added with a smile.

‘Okay…the genius is always a little arrogant!’

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes and began to look at the buildings and scenery outside.

Although it still looks worse than the modern tall buildings in my previous life, the courtyard and cement buildings are intertwined, and they are full of a unique charm.

An hour later, the jeep drove into Xijing University, the first institution in China.

Because it is the start of the school season, you can see many freshmen gathering into a trend and keep busy in the campus where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.

"arrive!"

The jeep stopped in front of a dormitory building. Fang Yuan and Lin Xing got out and met He Tianming: "The dormitory is ready, a double room! Because of your age, the school specially approved not to participate in military training! From now on, I will be your class teacher."

"Hello, Teacher He!"

Fang Yuan got off the car and said hello.

"Well, it's great that I'm here. I haven't had classes these days, so I'll get used to it first!"

He Tianming handed a meal ticket and money: "You used to take care of your life by yourself, and I hope you can be self-disciplined here, and don't let down the school's efforts and cultivation!"

"yes!"

Fang Yuan solemnly promised, but Lin Xing next to him said "cut", which made He Tianming look helpless. Fang Yuan seemed to have seen the rebellious boy from later generations.

"Also, in theory, you, the prodigy class, will not divide the department in your freshman year, but will take cultural courses together to lay a solid foundation and make up for it! But Fang Yuan, you and I have already said hello, so you can go to the Department of Biology and Medicine to listen!"

"Thanks!"

If these conditions were not for the fact that Fang Yuan would be lazy to come here.

Next, after only two years of accumulation, I completed my own knowledge base and made another amazing success.

...

At the beginning, he went to the cafeteria and had a meal together. He Tianming had an urgent matter and hurriedly left.

Fang Yuan ate white flour steamed buns in big mouthfuls, put them in a pot of pork stewed vermicelli, and ate them all. He had a bucket-level meal and a too naive figure that attracted many seniors to watch.

As for Lin Xing, he had been hiding aside for a long time, and he felt ashamed of being with this person.

‘Tsk...Why do you have to eat and drink enough for outsiders? Now I practice Yuan Ling Qi cultivation technique and must nourish more... Meals are only one aspect...’

Fang Yuan ate the last big steamed bun, touched his stomach with satisfaction, and looked at Lin Xing: "How is it? Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Need not!"

Lin Xing left with a cold face.

"Oh... every child should smile more and be sunny..."

Old Fang Yuan sighed angrily, making Sun Jian next to him laugh: "Student Fang Yuan, you are just fifteen years old, right?"

As he said that, there seemed to be some pity in his eyes: "... Also, I wasn't full before? It doesn't matter. Many college students were like this when they first came, and it would be better to get used to it!"

‘I haven’t been abused before…’

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes secretly in his heart, and then he immediately started to play.

"Haha...Student Fang, you are so energetic, where do you want to go?"

Sun Jian asked in surprise.

"I heard that there are three antique markets here that open. Forget it, Liulichang and Panjiayuan, go to Baoshen Temple first!"

Fang Yuan wiped his mouth.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be interested in antiques. Do you still want to study the Department of Archaeology?"

Sun Jian smiled.

"I just heard that it's lively. I just don't need to pay back the jeep I borrowed immediately. I can still use it again... I'm sorry to have senior today, I'll treat you to mutton tonight!"

"This relationship is good!"

Sun Jian was happy, very cheerful and generous.

This Baoshen Temple is a famous Zen temple in ancient times. After the founding of China, it was transformed. At this time, it not only became a famous cultural attraction, but also had a large number of stalls, spontaneously gathering 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 ground, he saw a thick shade of trees, a corridor in the inner courtyard, and crowded with people. There were hundreds of stalls of all sizes. You could hear accents from all over the country, and the items placed were also strange and all-inclusive.

"This time I came here, I just watched the fun... Huh? Fang Yuan, do you really want to buy it?"

As soon as Sun Jian sighed, he saw Fang Yuan stopping by a stall, squatting down and looking at him, looking very interested.

"Well...it looks quite interesting!"

Fang Yuan picked up a porcelain doll with a strange smile on his face.

This porcelain doll has a big head and a round feet, with a tumbler-like smell. It is covered with colorful oil paint, and it looks cute. With Sun Jian's eyes, you can tell at a glance that it is definitely not an antique, but something to deceive children.

But when he saw Fang Yuan watching with such relish, he was speechless.

"You have such a good eye, this classmate. My ancestors have been in the palace of the previous dynasty... This..."

The stall owner spoke in a sensible manner. When he saw the business coming, he opened his mouth. However, at the end of the day, he felt that he couldn't get enough of it: "This is the thing that Mr. Beile played with at the beginning. It's exactly the same. It's so festive to buy a pair and go back!"

"If you like it, give it ten dollars to take it away!"

"Come on!"

Sun Jian couldn't stand it anymore: "You go to the West Factory, you can bring a cart for ten yuan!"

"hehe!"

The stall owner knew that he had met someone who knew the goods and smiled embarrassedly: "Different! Different, I have made these things with special machines. Look at the paint color, what are the chemical ingredients added to it...?"

"puff!"

Sun Jian was on the side, and he couldn't help laughing and a little sad.

This kind of industrial product is better than handmade products. Adding chemicals is a good idea, but it is really ignorant and ridiculous, and it is confusing to think about it carefully.

Fang Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, get three for me! I'll give you three, what do you think?"

A light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly picked three.

Although these dolls are simple, they have a charm between their eyebrows. They cannot be made with machine molds, and must be handmade.

"Three pieces, too low..."

The stall owner looked embarrassed: "This is passed down from my ancestors..."

"Wait, didn't you just say you made it by turning on a big machine?"

Sun Jian pulled Fang Yuan up: "Forget it, go to other stalls!"
To be continued...