Huhai, City God Temple.
The sky had just darkened, but the lights on the street of City God Temple were all lit up. The bustling crowd and the endless shops along the street gathered the most prosperous atmosphere of this super metropolis.
Woof!
Teck happily walked on the sidewalk with its short legs. It was so happy that it was about to fly.
Zuo Yi took it from Hangzhou to Shanghai and asked it to go to the crime scene. After catching the real murderer, he threw it into the car and didn't let it out until tonight.
It was suffocating!
Unfortunately, the dog leash on its neck was still in Zuo Yi's hands. Foodie Tai couldn't do anything even if it wanted to. However, its cute appearance attracted the attention of many passers-by.
Many beautiful girls were starry-eyed.
"Boss!"
Zuo Yi walked to the gate of City God Temple with Teck and saw Zuo Qiu Yongjie waiting there.
"Boss, you haven't had dinner yet, right?"
Zuo Qiu Yongjie said with a smile, "There is a good restaurant nearby. Let's have a meal first?"
Woof!
Before Zuo Yi answered, Teck, who heard the words "eat" and "restaurant", was already hungry!
"Ah!"
Zuo Qiu Yongjie was surprised. "Is this the puppy of Junior Sister?"
Junior Sister was, of course, Bao 'er. He had seen this little girl when he attended classes in the Tianqi Academy. Because he thought that he was Zuo Yi's disciple, he called Bao' er Junior Sister.
Zuo Yi nodded. "Then let's have dinner first."
The restaurant that Zuo Qiu Yongjie took Zuo Yi to was in an alley. People who weren't familiar with it couldn't find it. Although the place was small, the local dishes were very authentic. The thick oil and red sauce were mellow and delicious. Zuo Yi was very satisfied.
After eating and drinking to their heart's content, it was already past seven o 'clock in the evening, just in time to rush to the night market in the City God Temple.
Under the guidance of Zuo Yi, Zuo Yi led Teck through a series of twists and turns in a cluster of ancient buildings. Finally, they passed through a long corridor and arrived in front of a mahogany door.
Two burly men with sunglasses stood in front of the door. Zuo Yi could sense the extraordinary energy waves emitted from their bodies. They had actually reached D-class!
Interesting.
Two Class D superhumans were in charge of guarding the entrance, so it was easy to imagine just how high class Limiao Market was. It was no wonder why Zuoqiu Yongjie recommended it so much.
Zuoqiu Yongjie took out a golden card and handed it to him.
A burly man stared at the card. He raised his hand and gently pressed on the leg of his sunglasses. A red light flashed on the surface of the glasses, and a "beep" sound was heard.
"Hello, Mr. Zuoqiu. Please come in."
The burly man who had his identity checked bowed, and the other man in sunglasses immediately pushed open the heavy mahogany door.
Behind the door was a completely different world. A dark path paved with rainflower stones led to the depths of the courtyard.
"Ceng Hongtang lived here in his later years …"
Zuoqiu Yongjie introduced, "He also passed away here. It still belongs to the Ceng family."
Ceng Hongtang was the appointed minister of the Da Xia Dynasty more than 200 years ago. He had made great contributions throughout his life and assisted three emperors. His talent and moral character were highly respected by the people, and he was also one of the famous historical figures born in Shanghai.
After walking out of the path, the path ahead suddenly opened up.
A five-story pavilion stood in the middle of the spacious courtyard. It was brightly lit with carved beams and painted rafters. Many tables were placed around the pavilion, and there was a lamp pole beside each table.
All the tables were occupied, and there were all kinds of things placed on the tables for people to choose from. There were at least 300 to 400 people gathered in this courtyard, and many people were entering and exiting the pavilion.
This was obviously the night market in the City God Temple!
What surprised Zuo Yi was that regardless of whether it was the stall owners or the customers, most of them were Extraordinaires. They emitted all kinds of Extraordinaire waves, filling the space with complicated energy auras.
At a glance, Zuo Yi found two Class B and dozens of Class C Extraordinaires.
Shanghai was indeed a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons!
Although this place was much smaller than the West Square, the number of Extraordinaires here completely crushed the latter.
"The Treasure Pavilion is in front …"
Zuoqiu Yongjie said, "It used to store the Ceng family's antiques and paintings. If you want to buy something good, you can go inside. The higher the floor, the better the quality. I guarantee that the goods are genuine, but it's basically impossible to find a good one."
After a pause, he continued, "In the stalls outside, you have to rely on your eyesight. If you can find a good one, you'll have to admit that you're unlucky. The threshold here is very high, and lowly people can't enter. The stall owners are not called stall owners, but dealers."
Zuo Yi knew that Zuoqiu Yongjie meant that no one would deliberately make assumptions or scams here, but the transaction was voluntary and there were no regrets.
Zhou Hong would definitely like it.
Zuo Yi thought to himself, but he reckoned that this guy with the "Platinum Eyes" might not dare to cheat here.
"Boss."
Zuoqiu Yongjie asked, "Shall we go to the Treasure Pavilion first or walk around outside?"
"Let's walk around outside first."
The area of the courtyard was limited, so the number of stalls that could be set up was naturally very limited. Therefore, no one was using junk to make up the number. The various strange things on the table were a small eye-opener for Zuo Yi.
There were sacrificial vessels from the Shang Dynasty, funerary jade unearthed from the Han Dynasty, wooden statues from the Tislan Dynasty, ancient Sanskrit books from the Seal Dynasty, and even sacred objects from the Cross Sect. Each of them had a great history.
Of course, it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. Most of the dealers were cold and aloof. They did not take the initiative to peddle their wares, and they looked as if they did not care whether they bought or not.
Zuo Yi stopped in front of one of the stalls. He pointed at a dark brown wooden talisman and asked, "How much is this?"
The dealer was a middle-aged man. He did not immediately answer Zuo Yi's question. Instead, he quickly glanced at Zuoqiu Yongjie, who was beside him, and a trace of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
After pondering for a moment, the dealer said slowly, "This is a Voodoo Talisman from Miaojiang. It has a history of over a thousand years. It's really good stuff."
Zuo Yi quietly watched him show off.
The dealer smiled and raised a finger on his right hand.
"10 million?"
Zuoqiu Yongjie snorted, "Why don't you go rob a bank?"
The banker's hand gestures were very particular. The different angles his fingers pointed to represented different prices. He had only learned the trick after coming here twice.
The dealer smiled at Zuoqiu Yongjie's mockery but did not say anything.
The reason why he offered such a high price was precisely because he knew Zuoqiu Yongjie and knew that this person did not lack money.
Although Zuoqiu Yongjie was famous in Shanghai Beach and the Zuoqiu Family's power was shocking, the rules of business here did not depend on one's identity. As long as it was within the scope of the rules, he was not afraid of Zuoqiu Yongjie.
If Zuoqiu Yongjie dared to cause trouble, he would never be able to step into this place again!
This was because the owner of the night market in Shanghai City God's Temple was the Zeng Family, the Zeng Family that had produced Zeng Hongtang!
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