Of course, Chen Zhao's worries were unnecessary.
After arriving in Montreal, Louis went to do his own things.
After resting in the hotel for a night, Gerlyn had basically gotten used to Montreal's temperature the next day.
The sun was bright and the temperature had risen slightly. It should be above zero degrees Celsius.
"Chen, I heard there's a Chinatown here," Fali asked. "Do you want to go there today?"
Because she loved Chen Zhao, she was very interested in studying China's culture.
Although her Chinese level was still very poor, she still wanted to go to Chinatown for a stroll.
"Sure." Chen Zhao had never been to Chinatown abroad.
When he'd gone to San Francisco, he'd been focused on Gerlyn and her mother's matter.
That was why he hadn't gone to Chinatown. Since he was here to play, Chen Zhao didn't want to miss this opportunity.
But before he left, he needed to find someone to take care of the pets.
In the end, he spent two thousand dollars to find a trainer who used to work at the zoo.
At first, the trainer was very confident, but when he saw Chen Zhao's pets, he was still shocked.
Fortunately, this Beast Tamer's mental fortitude was quite good.
At least he knew how to observe beasts. After confirming that there was no danger, he still accepted the temporary job.
Montreal's China City was very big. Fali bought many Chinese handicrafts in Chinatown.
However, Chen Zhao could tell that most of them were produced by an assembly line.
Of course, Fali was enjoying it, so Chen Zhao didn't bother to correct her. It was fine as long as she was happy.
Fali stopped in front of a musical instrument shop. Pointing at a zither, she asked, "Chen, is that a musical instrument?"
"Yes."
"It looks beautiful. Let's buy it and put it in the living room, okay?"
"Sure." Chen Zhao didn't know how to play, but the zither looked beautiful.
This guzheng was very big, longer than a normal guzheng.
Normal zithers were about 163 centimeters long, but this one was probably 180 centimeters long.
Chen Zhao and Fali entered the musical instrument shop. It sold all ancient Chinese musical instruments.
The owner was a middle-aged man with a goatee.
"Hi, how much is this zither?" Chen Zhao asked in English.
The middle-aged man had yellow skin, but Chen Zhao didn't know if he knew Chinese.
Furthermore, Montreal had two official languages, the French and English regions.
"Do you know how to play?" the middle-aged man asked in Mandarin.
"I don't understand." Chen Zhao wondered if he had met someone who said, "Don't buy something you don't understand."
"Then what did you buy it for?"
"Leave it as a decoration in the living room."
"This Guzheng is expensive, and it's old, so it's not suitable to be used as a decoration. I have to wipe it with an oilcloth every month. If you buy this Guzheng, you're asking for trouble. The loss outweighs the gain. If you want to use it as a decoration, I can recommend you a few slightly cheaper ones. Although they're machine-processed, they're all qualified, and the shape and decoration are very beautiful."
"What's the price?" Chen Zhao still didn't give up.
Since Fali liked the zither at first sight, as long as it wasn't a few hundred thousand dollars, Chen Zhao felt that he could buy it.
"Twelve thousand dollars … Are you sure you want to buy it?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Yes, can you pack it for me?" Chen Zhao asked.
It was rare for Chen Zhao to be so forthright as to buy something without even talking about the price.
"Papa … Ah …" Gerlyn wanted to get off the ground.
Because of the low temperature, Gerlyn was wrapped up like a meat dumpling.
Chen Zhao put Gerlyn on the ground, and she went straight for the Guzheng lying in the middle of the living room.
Chen Zhao reached out and patted the strings of the Guzheng. He hurriedly stopped Gerlyn.
It wasn't that he was afraid that she would break the Guzheng, but that the Guzheng's strings were very sharp. He didn't want to hurt Gerlyn.
The little angel beside little Gerlyn stopped on the strings of the zither.
"Your daughter?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Yes."
"She seems to like it."
"If she's willing to learn in the future, I'll help her find a teacher," Chen Zhao said, smiling.
"This music score is for you." The middle-aged man placed a book before Chen Zhao.
"Thank you."
Thankfully, the music shop had a delivery service. After paying, Chen Zhao didn't have to carry the huge Guzheng on the road. The shop delivered it directly to the hotel.
"Chen, don't you think this shop is very mysterious?" Fali asked.
Chen Zhao looked back at the music shop. "Uh … Why do you ask?"
"I've learned China's Fengshui," Fali said seriously. "This shop happens to be 99 steps after we enter Chinatown. Nine is called the extreme number in Daoism, and 99 is also called the extreme. Extreme Yang gives birth to Yin, and extreme Yin gives birth to Yang, and Magnolia gives birth to Yang. When you look up, you'll see the warm sun in your heart, and there are green bamboos before you to block the cold wind. That's why this shop is the legendary Fengshui land of Yin and Yang. If you're not fated, you might not be able to find this shop. I also fell in love with this Guzheng at first sight, so I think this is the guidance of fate."
"Fali, let's read some proper books in the future, okay?"
"You're saying that I'm not reading proper books? Fengshui is the treasure of your Chinese heritage. You're Chinese, and you don't agree with your heritage? "
Chen Zhao wanted to cry, but no tears came out. A foreigner pointed at his nose and said that he was forgetting his roots. It was a terrible feeling.
"I think that the Fengshui books that you can find are basically worthless."
Chen Zhao felt that Fali's hobbies had become more extensive after she got pregnant.
In the past, Chen Zhao really didn't realize that Fali knew Fengshui.
Moreover, Chen Zhao was even more curious about how she could read those obscure Fengshui books when she could only understand three out of ten Chinese words.
"Do you think I'm spouting nonsense?" Fali stared at Chen Zhao, unwilling to let him go.
"No, definitely not. I believe you."
"You just don't believe me." Fali was like a child, her cheeks puffed up.
"I already said that I believe you."
"Your tone has already exposed your inner thoughts. You don't believe me." Fali stared at Chen Zhao stubbornly. "Let's go back and ask the owner of that shop. Let's see what he said and whether his shop has Fengshui."
Chen Zhao turned back. "Huh, where's the music shop?"
"Huh? Where did it go? "Fali also realized that the shop was gone.
Chen Zhao walked to the original music shop, but it was long gone. There was only a towering red brick wall.
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