My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

In the night market on the other side.

The food festival makes this place very lively.

And Taicheng’s food festival is different from those cookie-cutter skewers. There are many local snacks here.

For example, some cakes made from mugwort leaves.

Yang Feng and Murong Wan gradually integrated into the lively atmosphere.

After they were tired of shopping, they sat in front of an open-air freshly squeezed juice stall.

Sitting next to the two of them was also a young couple.

"Bao~ let's have a drink~"

The man took a glass of juice and inserted two straws. The two drank the same drink with their cheeks facing each other. They looked at each other affectionately, as if they couldn't help but show their love here.

Yang Feng and Murong Wan almost saw this scene, with somewhat helpless expressions.

The boss is a young girl.

At this time, I happened to see the two of them, and walked over with a smile, and said: "You two, do you also want a super large cup? You can drink it together."

"Forget it, just give us two normal drinks."

Yang Feng shuddered.

The boss was a little strange and said, "Hey, aren't you two a couple?"

"What do you think?"

"Hmm...it looks like a cold war, I understand."

After this young girl became the boss, she seemed to understand something when she saw Yang Feng's expression.

Just before Yang Feng could figure it out, an extra large glass of juice was brought over.

The boss also thoughtfully prepared a Y-shaped straw and smiled at the two of them: "I wish you two a speedy reconciliation."

After saying that, she made a gesture I understood and returned to the back of the juicing stall.

"I……"

Yang Feng was stunned when he saw this large glass of juice.

But after a moment, he was ready to raise his hand to grab the juice and drink it first.

But Murong Wan obviously expected what he was thinking.

Just when Yang Feng raised his hand, Murong Wan had already grabbed a large glass of juice and bit the straw.

"呲流~"

Murong Wan took a big sip, then made a smile and said, "Well, this juice tastes really good, why don't you take a sip too?"

"..."

Yang Feng was silent.

If it were Lin Xue or Zhao Zhuwei, those two guys would definitely not be able to rob him.

But the person in front of me is Murong Wan...

'If I really fall in love with her, I won't even be able to eat if there is a conflict at home. It's terrible. '

Yang Feng sighed in his heart and shouted to the boss: "Boss, have another drink."

"okay."

The boss didn't expect that the relationship between the two was not as simple as he thought, so he could only give them another drink.

But I don’t know if he was too busy, but this time the boss forgot to add ice.

Yang Feng took a sip. In such weather, he always felt that something was missing.

"Hey, help me."

Yang Feng suddenly looked at Murong Wan.

Murong Wan was a little strange and said, "What are you doing?"

"Give me some ice."

Yang Feng handed over his juice cup.

Murong Wan understood what he meant and touched his cup slightly with her finger.

But after a while, there was a crunching sound of ice forming in the cup.

Yang Feng took back the cup. At this time, the cup was already ice cold, and there were still a few ice cubes in the cup that had just condensed.

"This skill is really good, why don't you teach it to me? My family will save a lot of money on electricity bills in the summer."

Yang Feng took a sip of the cold drink and immediately felt much more relaxed.

Murong Wan looked at him with a smile and joked: "You are so rich, but your stingy habit has not changed."

"This is called saving, not to mention the cooling effect of your thing is much better than any refrigerator."

Yang Feng looked at the ice cubes in his cup.

Murong Wan looked at him, then looked around, and said, "Should we go to other places later? I feel like there are quite a lot of interesting places here."

"I can do either, but you have to wait until I finish enjoying this drink."

"Ah."

Murong Wan agreed and said, "By the way, don't use your name outside for a while."

"I know, for sure."

Yang Feng made an OK gesture.

While he was talking, he didn't forget to say: "Bring me some more ice cubes, I'll crush them with a straw and I can eat smoothies."

"sure."

Murong Wan didn't mind and added some ice to Yang Feng.

Of course, the people next to you can't notice it at all.

But for Yang Feng, this feeling was too enjoyable.

As the two finished drinking... no, to be precise, after finishing the smoothie, they walked towards their next destination.

In order not to attract anyone's attention, the two actually tried their best to walk around Taicheng as a couple.

Taicheng is a tourist city.

Although it is not that famous, many people come here every year.

Yang Feng and Murong Wan walked around the neighborhood, and finally arrived at an old street without knowing it.

This old street is one of the features of the tourist area.

The lights inside were very bright at this time.

The reason for this is that there are many merchants setting up stalls inside, and it is almost impossible to see the end of the row.

And the things they set up stalls to sell were old items.

These old objects are not just antiques, they also include things that are dated but not antiques.

For example, photos of celebrities from decades ago, or objects belonging to TV series stars from decades ago.

The two stood at the entrance of the street.

Murong Wan looked inside and said with a smile: "It seems like you have hit your old line of work."

"I think it's still early, and I can't sleep when I go back anyway. Why don't you go in and take a look?"

Yang Feng hadn't been to a place like this for a long time, and it was inevitable that his hands were itchy.

Murong Wan pointed to a sign not far away and said, "There seems to be an event being held here."

"What activity?"

Yang Feng was so excited just now that he forgot about the signboard here.

After he walked over, he found a few lines of words written on the sign.

'The world does not lack valuable things, it only lacks eyes to discover value.

This time the old street held a Bole event.

All visitors entering the street can look for valuable gaps by purchasing them at low prices, and then participate in this competition.

The person with the highest value in the end will win the competition. '

On this signboard, the rules of this event are written.

In fact, the essence is that people are asked to pick up the leaks, and the person who makes the most money by picking up the leaks is the champion of this event.

"This event is quite interesting. The red paper next to it seems to have the records of previous contestants written on it."

Murong Wan pointed to the bulletin board next to her.

Yang Feng looked at the bulletin board and saw that the person who had picked up the highest amount of money so far had reached over 1.3 million.

You know, this is in such an ordinary old street, not an antique city.

To be able to pick up something of such high value in such a place shows that this is not a simple person.

"Come on, let's go take a look too."

Yang Feng became interested.

He hadn't played pick-up for a long time, and he finally had such an opportunity, so of course he wouldn't miss it.