Fang Yuanshan and his team participated in the summer camp held by the school - "Wuyishan Cultural Study Tour Parent-Child Tour". A total of 200 people signed up, as well as parents who accompanied the group, etc., which together were almost 400. It was a large number of people, and it looked so vast at first glance.

So many people will definitely not act together. When they are traveling, they are in batches and have specialized people to lead the team. Only when it comes to large-scale events will all teams gather.

There are four teams in total, each with fifty students. Gong Xiaodie and the others are in the second group. This team has 106 people, including the parents.

On the long-distance bus, the parent representative first gave a speech, and gave a unified idea of ​​the future of the child with all the parents who came. In addition, they also got up one by one to introduce themselves.

Next is the student representative. What Fang Yuanshan did not expect was that this representative was Gong Xiaodie. The little girl was very relaxed. She took the microphone and gave her inspiring words. Finally, she promised the parents on behalf of the student that they would definitely study hard and become the pillars of the New Four Modernizations Exhibition.

"Smack ~"

Parents applauded the girl's wonderful speeches warmly. When she walked from front to back, several parents' eyes followed, full of praise.

"Well, it's awesome! ~"

"Thanks."

The little girl was obviously a little embarrassed for Fang Yuanshan's praise, and smiled shyly, then naturally hugged his arm, leaned her head up, muttering to herself: "Uncle, how great would it be if she could always do this?"

He raised his right hand and rubbed her head, whispering: "The main reason why happy times are memorable is that they are short. If you do this every day, you will be bored soon, and then hope that your uncle will disappear in front of you so that you can have a little private space."

Gong Xiaodie, who was leaning on her arm, straightened up and looked at him and smiled, "Uncle, you're so boring. I'm just a fantasy, you have to break it. Humph~ Ignore you." After that, he pouted and twisted his body.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's uncle's bad. Don't be angry, you can even hang an oil pot with your mouth."

"Your mouth is just hanging an oil pot...hehe~" Before he finished speaking, Gong Xiaodie laughed again.

There were laughter and joy along the way. I had lunch at the service station at noon. I rested for half an hour and continued to follow the "Haikungao" towards Wuyi Mountain.

The bus driver started to take a break for a 60-degree-kilometer trip and took nearly 10 hours to get to the destination. Because the next day was the "opening ceremony", he checked in the hotel that night and rested.

Because parents followed, there were relatively fewer rules. Originally, it was absolutely not allowed to go out alone at night, but now this rule is useless. Many parents just arrived at the place and couldn't sleep, so they took their children out shopping. Fang Yuanshan was no exception, so they took Gong Xiaodie around Wuyi Town at the foot of the mountain.

The total area of ​​the southeastern foot of the northern section of the Wuyi Mountains is 999.75 square kilometers. It is the habitat of the Maverick Zen family, leaving behind many palaces, Taoist temples and temple sites. Wuyi Mountain is also the most protected and most abundant ecosystem in the same latitude area on the earth. It has 2,527 plant species and nearly 5ooo wild animals.

It is precisely because of the above that tourists from all over the world are endless, whether in spring, summer, autumn and winter. It can be seen from the small town at the foot of the mountain that foreigners with high noses and blue eyes can be seen everywhere on the streets.

"Uncle, do Brazilians look like this too?"

Fang Yuanshan shook his head and said, "No~"

"What is that?"

He said seriously: "They generally have three eyes, two noses, and one huge mouth. They are three meters tall and weigh five hundred kilograms."

"Hey.hey..."

The words were so funny that he laughed, covering his stomach and said, "Uncle, aren't Brazilians all monsters?"

"Yes, do you want to go? Then I will throw you to the monsters and let them eat you."

"Hehe, you can't bear to leave it alone unless you are ~"

As he spoke, the little girl let go of Fang Yuanshan's arm and ran forward along the spacious sidewalk, giggling in her mouth, "Uncle, come and chase me..."

The entire Wuyishan town is decorated with beautiful scenery, with landscape lights everywhere, and you can occasionally meet the classmates and parents of the whole family who are out for fun on the road.

After chasing Gong Xiaodie for a while, he walked towards the night market ahead. There were big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the street. At first glance, the crowds were crowded and shoulder to shoulder, and the pedestrians on the road were still moving closer to the other side.

There are disputes in places where there are people. Before we get to the place, two groups of people have already started to work, and soon surrounded by black crowds.

"I'm going to be a slut, and you're going to be a slut, and you're going to be a slut?"

"Are you shameless? You don't let others say anything if you are unfaithful... I'm fucking..."

"Stop calling, the police are here..."

When Fang Yuanshan and the others came over, the police there had already brought the two groups of people who were fighting to the police car, and there were discussions everywhere on the road.

"If I ask him to tell me, he shouldn't meddle in other people's business. One is willing to beat him and the other is willing to be beaten. He is just looking for a blow."

"I don't like to hear what you said! What does it mean to meddle in other people's business? Seeing the unfairness on the road, he shouted and reminded me, was it wrong?"

"You have to do your best to stand up for the wrongdoing. These foreign dealers are all in the same group. You tourists can do better than others..."

When I walked forward, I heard the audience telling him what happened. It turned out that it was a group of people selling fake specialties in Meng. A group of young people couldn't stand it. They came forward to remind the tourists who bought them, but they were surrounded by those who sold the specialties.

He understood, and the little girl naturally heard it too. Her eyes rolled for a moment and asked, "Uncle, if you see it, do you care?"

Fang Yuanshan, who was originally preparing to be righteous and said that he had to draw his sword to help, saw the little girl's shining eyes, swallowed the big words he said, shook his head and said, "Unless it's a forced purchase, I might not say anything." After saying this, he was a little proud.

Gong Xiaodie did not look disappointed, but instead squinted her eyes like crescent moons, looking happy, and didn't know what she was happy about.

This night market is just a street from Wuyishan Airport. It is really lively inside, with bright lights everywhere, and everything is sold. In addition, it is like fortune tellers, character testers, portraits, and small street magic performances. It is like a microcosm of Chinese folk artists, very colorful.

"Hey, sir, I'll test you a word. If it doesn't work, don't need money..."

"Miss, I think you are born with wealth, but look at his face..."

When Fang Yuanshan and the others passed by the old man wearing sunglasses that night, he shouted again: "I see that this little girl has a rough life and has not been very smooth lately. How about this gentleman help her test the words? It doesn't work. It won't be money~"

Maybe he wouldn't care about anything, but he was displeased with this "fake blind man" taking the palace. He looked at him and said coldly: "If you talk nonsense, I will throw your stall away."

"Don't be excited, this gentleman, you will know whether it is true or false."

He took Gong Xiaodie's hand and walked forward two steps, arrived in front of his stall, and said condescendingly: "Since you are a graphic tester, how much money do you have? If you calculate it correctly, I will give you 10,000 yuan. If you do it wrong, you will immediately roll the bed and get out of here."

The old man sitting on the stool with his legs crossed over his shoulder was not angry, and said happily: "Please write a word, sir."

Fang Yuanshan was not polite, and squatted down and wrote a big word "money" on white paper with a brush.

The old man who was originally with his legs raised had already put down his legs when he was writing, took the paper he handed over and looked at it, and then began to shake his head and explain.

"Money is composed of gold and two spears, and "s" is an ancient weapon, which also refers to war. After a closer look, it is clearly the golden spear with a shining sword, which looks like two swords wielding by robbing gold and silver, and is fighting for money. A sword is already very powerful. When two spears meet, they will not only hurt the whole body, but may fight to the death and be in danger of life."

Gong Xiaodie next to him subconsciously hugged Fang Yuanshan's arm, and a nervous look on her face.

The old man looked at the little girl through the sunglasses, and then continued: "Sima Zhen Suoyin: Money is a famous spring, and the flow of goods is like a spring. Withdrawing money means popular and pervasive. Therefore, money is currency, and its nature is like living water. Therefore, the proverb says: Big goes, big comes, small comes, small comes, small comes, no one comes, and it is said that you are willing to give up, don't want to give up, big gives up, big gives up..."

Fang Yuanshan interrupted impatiently: "Okay, stop talking to me, how much money do I have? I won't make things difficult for you. It's all right to be within 10,000 yuan."

"Well..."

The old man wearing sunglasses looked down at the words on the white paper for a while, and then pointed to the words on the white paper and said, "Look, this gold is far away from the double ge, which means that your swords and money are far away from you. But judging from the ink you dripped down, it has endless meanings, so I really don't know how much money you have."

Fang Yuanshan just said that he is correct if he is less than 10,000 yuan. Now it is summer. In addition to a T-shirt on his upper body, Fang Yuanshan has only put on casual pants. And judging from his appearance, he may only have a phone inside, and nothing else is right.

In other words, the old man just said a number less than 10,000 yuan was correct, but he said he didn't know.

"Oh, there are really two tricks~ Okay, I'll give you another chance. If you guess it's wrong, then I'll say goodbye~" No matter whether the old man was confused or really measured, he said that Fang Yuanshan had endless money in his pocket, which was actually considered to be correct, because he did have a lot of cash in his space, and he didn't even know how much he himself knew.

He picked up the pen again, wrote the word "people" and handed it over: "Do you think about how many people there are in my family."

The old man wearing sunglasses took the blank paper and looked at it seriously again...
Chapter completed!