"Hey, these people are really weird!" Wen Fei said. In addition to those coarse cloth clothes, there are actually some people who seem to be wearing clothes made of sheepskin that seem to be ethnic minorities. The hair was shaved in half, tied with small braids and hung down. The end of the whip often has some strange decorations, such as wolf teeth.

"Maybe these are non-mainstream ancestors!" Wen Fei complained secretly. And he saw many people, whose foreheads were shaved off, but with a handful of hair, which was spread out on both sides. A tall man is big, and when he saw Wen Fei, he looked over. Immediately, he stared back with eyes as big as a light bulb.

Indeed, as Wen Fei said, this bazaar is really a small country bazaar. And it is not the kind of fixed market town with shops, but the kind of grass market where the people of the fifteenth day of the first month and ten miles and eight towns get together to buy and sell. This kind of thing may still be preserved in some remote villages in later generations. Younger otaku are like Wen Fei's generation, and they can only be imagined in TV and words.

The candy pinching people and the grass are all things that are not in the stream, and they can't attract Wen Fei's attention at all. Something caught Wen Fei's attention, and even made his Adam's apple roll up and down and swallow his saliva.

The most sold in this place is nothing else, but sheep. Everywhere you see people leading sheep and selling them. He looked elsewhere and suddenly found something good.

"It's actually an egg, it's still a native egg!" These days, eating eggs has become a luxury. Originally, some of the eggs fed by feed or artificial eggs were delicious. Now a fowl flu is coming, and it is even more powerful than the Korean Wave, and I don't even have to eat these things. Especially this kind of authentic native eggs, which can no longer be authentic, are sold for seventeen or eighteen yuan a catty, and they may not be able to buy the real one. But there is no fraud here!

The chicken or the egg is a philosophical question, and Wen Fei, who is full of saliva, naturally does not think about it, although after he has eaten and drunk enough, he will not consider such a boring thing. He just knew that if he sells eggs again, then there must be chickens. Sure enough, as Wen Fei's gaze swept around, he saw a big rooster with a lively spirit.

Wen Fei swallowed his saliva again, this is still a fucking chicken, it is clearly an eagle. Are the chickens so big and so vivid? In Wen Fei's impression, the chickens bought in the vegetable market seem to be the kind that will not escape if they are put on the ground.

With such a discovery, when I looked around, I found that this inconspicuous country market was full of treasures. That's what is sold in the east, sheep, live sheep. What is it sold in the west, green vegetables, and you can see that there are no pesticides at a glance.

It is said that in the vegetable market, occasionally there are rural farmers who don't know the truth and falsehood to sell those green vegetables that claim to have not been sprayed with pesticides, are full of insect eyes, and have yellow leaves, and I don't know who will rush to buy them. Green sè, natural, embraced, eat in at ease!

And is there a better place than this one in front of you? In other words, there are pesticides and fertilizers in these years? Wen Fei's index finger moved, and he almost couldn't help but excitedly take out the RMB to buy it. I finally remembered, looking at the scene in front of me, everyone used copper coins, not banknotes with the image of a great man, right?

For a while, I was a little scratchy, but I couldn't think of anything valuable on my body that I could take out...... Wen Fei is wearing a cartoon beauty T-shirt, especially the beach pants on the lower body. It's actually a two-dimensional beauty who spits out a cute pink little tongue in the middle of her crotch......

It is conceivable that this body can hold something. I don't even think I have a mobile wallet. Wait, he seems to be holding a piece of ancient jade in his hand, Wen Fei suddenly realized his situation, he seems to have crossed over, and the culprit seems to be this piece of ancient jade?

It wasn't until this time that Wen Fei, a guy with thick nerves, realized that things were not good, and his situation didn't seem to be good!

It was at this time that several men wearing red military uniforms rushed over with straw ropes and other objects, and the people on both sides avoided them as if they had encountered a flood of fierce beasts. For a while, it was like a chicken and a dog, as if the chengguan was coming, and the panicked scenes of those night markets were the same.

These people didn't say much, they tied Wen Fei's neck indiscriminately, and walked out.

Lao Tzu is not a dog, Wen Fei was first fooled. It took a long time to come back to his senses, and his heart was furious. But he was just angry, and he was tied up like this by three strong men. Mo said that he is an otaku who can only come out of his soul to scare people, and he is a master who has learned internal boxing, and most of them can't resist at this time.

He was rudely escorted, walked a few hundred meters away, and walked out of the market. I saw an old man with extraordinary instruments sitting under a big tree, looking leisurely.

Wen Fei was viciously beaten to the ground, fell a dog gnawed mud, and the jade pendant in his hand also fell out. Wen Fei was so shocked that he was about to rush to the jade pendant, which was his only hope of going back.

His actions like this naturally attracted the attention of others, and he was pressed on the shoulder: "Don't move!"

I heard a voice that was peaceful but majestic: "Show me that jade pendant!"

"Yes, Zhang joins the army!" someone picked up the jade pendant and offered it with both hands.

Wen Fei naturally couldn't see this, he was pressed to the ground, and he smelled a smell of mud in his mouth and nose. The place where it was pressed was even more faintly painful. Poor Wen Fei has suffered so much since he was born, and he naturally scolded all these people in his heart.

That Zhang Senjun put the jade pendant in his hand and played with it for a while, and then said lightly: "Who are you? Why are you dressed like this? A monk is not like a monk." ”

These accents were a little weird, similar to a certain dialect, Wen Fei couldn't understand it, so he shouted: "I'm not a monk, I'm not a monk!"

"Well, not a monk. Why do you have such short hair? Don't you know the truth of the parents who have to receive it?"

Wen Fei has short hair, and he does look like a monk in this era. Not every monk can have the conditions to shave his head like in TV.

"I'm not from Middle-earth, I'm a prince from Great Britain on the continent of Europa......," Wen Fei said nonsense.

"Oh, it turned out to be a barbarian, no wonder he was so uneducated and dressed like this!" The tone of that Zhang Senjun was a little relaxed, if the people under his rule dared to dress like this, they would have been beaten half to death by him and paraded through the streets.