The sun was shining brightly outside.
Zuo Yi left Newland in the wee hours of the morning. He traveled from the east coast of America to the west coast, across the North American continent, and then north to Maina. It was only nine o 'clock in Dormont.
He had basically achieved his goal on this trip to North America, and now it was time to relax.
Zuo Yi planned to fly back to Hangzhou in the evening. At this moment, what he wanted to do was to fill his stomach.
As a Sanctum Knight, Zuo Yi could maintain a strong life by not eating or drinking for a few months under extreme conditions. But usually, he lived like an ordinary person, eating three meals a day and having supper from time to time.
Many high-sequence life forms would actively suppress or even cut off their emotional desires. This made it easier to break through to a higher level of life.
But Zuo Yi had never thought of taking this path. He liked the joys and sorrows of being human. He liked adventure and excitement, peace and happiness. He liked delicious food, and he liked to appreciate everything beautiful in the world.
Now, he just wanted to have a good meal.
Well, reward himself.
Zuo Yi was not interested in Western food, and Maina was not a country of gourmet food. But fortunately, he was in Chinatown in Dormont, which had the highest density of Chinese restaurants in Maina.
Zuo Yi chose a Cantonese restaurant nearby, sat down, took the menu, and ordered more than a dozen Cantonese dishes and snacks.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Zuo Yi asked the waiter to pay the bill and asked, "Are there any shopping malls nearby?"
He had come all the way to North America, and he had yet to buy a gift for Bao'er.
He couldn't go back empty-handed, could he?
"The big shopping malls are in the city center …"
The waiter smiled and replied, "You can take the subway. It's only five stops away. By the way, have you been to the open-air market in Fashen?"
"Open-air market?"
Seeing that Zuo Yi knew nothing about it, the waiter introduced it to him enthusiastically.
It turned out that just two streets away was the largest open-air market in the whole of Dormont, and even in Maina. The citizens and tourists of Dormont liked to shop in this market because the things there were cheap and beautiful, and the variety was extremely rich.
The Fashen Open-Air Market was originally established by immigrants. It was originally just a small trading place for bartering. After decades of development, it had grown to its current scale.
The prosperity of Chinatown in Maina was largely due to this open-air market. Many of the vendors there were Huaxia immigrants, so the waiters in the restaurant were very proud when they talked about it.
There were a lot of old goods and antiques in the open-air market. Someone once bought a porcelain bottle that was used as a lamp holder for ten dollars. It was then appraised and found to be a rare official treasure. It was auctioned at Sotheby's for tens of millions of dollars.
"You can try your luck."
The waiter urged, "Maybe you'll find a big fortune."
Zuo Yi couldn't help but laugh and give him a hundred dollar bill as a tip. "Thank you for your kind words."
After saying goodbye to the smiling waiter, Zuo Yi followed the waiter's instructions and quickly found the Fashen Open-Air Market.
The waiter wasn't exaggerating. The open-air market was really large. There were all kinds of stalls, and countless tourists and pedestrians were walking around. It was a noisy and lively scene.
Zuo Yi walked all the way with interest, looking for a suitable target.
Buying a gift for the little girl didn't necessarily mean that he had to go to the boutique counter of a big mall. There were countless goods here, and there was no lack of unique items. It would be good to pick a few back.
Soon, he stopped in front of a stall.
Pointing to a decoration on the stall, Zuo Yi asked in English, "How much is this?"
It was a sculpture made of cast iron, about thirty centimeters tall. The main body was a roaring female bear with two round cubs at its feet.
The female bear's shape was very rough, similar to the style of a primitive statue, while the two cubs were very delicate and lifelike.
Zuo Yi liked this sculpture because it had a "soul."
A master's work must have a soul. This kind of "soul" was the condensation of emotions and inspiration. It was the essence of the master's work.
A work without a soul, no matter how beautiful it was, was just a craftsman's work.
Zuo Yi was a rune master craftsman. His eyesight was far better than ordinary people. Although this thing was inconspicuous in a pile of miscellaneous things, it couldn't escape his sharp eyes.
The stall owner was Mr. Mo, an immigrant from the third largest country in North America. He wore a signature style hat, and his small eyes showed shrewdness.
In response to Zuo Yi's inquiry, he smiled and raised his index finger.
"One dollar?"
Zuo Yi raised his eyebrows. "I'll take it."
“NONO！”
Mr. Mo immediately became anxious and shouted in broken English, "One hundred, one hundred dollars!"
People in Da Xia were rich, and tourists in Da Xia were even richer. Zuo Yi looked like a rich tourist from Da Xia. It would be a waste if he didn't take advantage of him.
"Deal."
Zuo Yi immediately threw down a big bill and took the female bear sculpture.
The old ink stall owner was stunned when he grabbed the dollar bill. He immediately realized that he might have been tricked by Zuo Yi.
He had found this sculpture when he was rummaging through old goods. It only cost him five dollars. Selling it for one hundred dollars was nearly twenty times the profit. But seeing Zuo Yi so quickly, he felt that he had suffered a great loss.
But when he wanted to back out, Zuo Yi had already gotten up and left.
The more Mr. Mo thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. Staring at Zuo Yi's back, he mumbled a lot of words.
Zuo Yi didn't know about Mr. Mo's little trick. He continued to sweep the stall in the open-air market.
Suddenly, a cowboy holding a wooden box slanted through the crowd and bumped into a woman in a light yellow dress in front of Zuo Yi.
"Ah!"
The woman in the long dress exclaimed and staggered and almost fell.
Bang!
At the same time, there was the sound of the wooden box falling to the ground and the bottle breaking.
Inside the wooden box was a blue and white porcelain vase. It was smashed into pieces together with the box. It was so tragic that even instant noodles couldn't glue it back together!
“OMG！”
The cowboy held his head with both hands and let out a cry of despair. He looked at the pieces on the ground and wanted to cry.
The woman in the long dress subconsciously apologized, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry?"
The cowboy seemed to have been seriously stimulated. He waved his arms and roared loudly, his face ferocious, "Do you know how much this blue and white vase costs? You have to compensate, compensate! "
The woman in the long dress blushed, "No, I didn't hit it."
"Who else could it be!"
The cowboy roared, "You have to compensate!"
Many people gathered around to watch the excitement. Many people understood what had happened at a glance.
But no one was nosy or stood up to help the woman in the long dress.
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