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How to make the magic stick in the modern chapter Chapter 4 The Prince of Great Britain

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    "Hey, these people are really dressed weirdly!" Wen Fei said.  In addition to those dressed in coarse cloth, there were actually some people wearing clothes made of sheepskin that seemed to be from ethnic minorities.  Half of her hair was shaved off and hung down in braids.  There are often some weird decorations hanging on the end of the whip, such as wolf teeth.  ¡°Maybe these are non-mainstream ancestors!¡± Wen Fei complained secretly.  I also saw many people whose forehead hair was shaved off, but a handful of hair was left hanging down on the sides.  All of them were tall and tall. When they saw Wen Fei, they looked over.  He immediately stared back with eyes as big as light bulbs.  Indeed, as Wen Fei said, this market is really a small country market.  And it's not the kind of fixed market town with shops, but the kind of grass market where people from all over the country gather to buy and sell on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.  This kind of thing may still be preserved in some remote villages in later generations.  Younger otakus, like the literary generation, can only imagine through TV and text.  Those who make candy and those who tie grass are all unfashionable things and cannot attract Wen Fei's attention at all.  There was something that caught Wen Fei's attention, which even made his Adam's apple roll up and down, and he swallowed his saliva.  The most popular thing sold in this place is not other things, but sheep.  You can see people everywhere, leading sheep and selling them.  He looked elsewhere and immediately discovered something good.  "It's actually an egg, and it's a local egg!" These days, eating eggs has become a luxury.  Originally, the well-bred eggs or artificial eggs fed with some feeds were delicious.  Now a bird flu is coming, which is more powerful than the Korean wave. Even these things are no longer available.  Especially this kind of authentic local eggs that cannot be more authentic. They are very expensive at 17 or 18 yuan a pound, and you may not be able to buy the real ones.  But what you see here will never be fake!  "Which came first, the chicken or the egg, is a philosophical question, and Wen Fei, who is so drooling, will naturally not think about it, although after he has eaten and drank enough, he will not think about such boring things.  He just knew that if there were people selling eggs, there must be people selling chickens.  Sure enough, as Wen Fei glanced around, he saw a big, lively rooster.  Wen Fei groaned and swallowed again, this was still a fucking chicken, it was clearly an eagle.  Can a chicken be so big and so impressive?  In Wen Fei's impression, the chickens bought at the market seem to be the kind that are ready to die and will not escape even if they are placed on the ground.  With this discovery, when I looked around, I found that this inconspicuous country market was full of treasures.  What are they selling there on the east side? Sheep, living sheep.  What are they selling there on the west side? Green vegetables. You can tell by looking at the juicy vegetables that they have not been treated with pesticides.  In the vegetable field, occasionally there are rural farmers who do not know true and false to sell those who claim to have not been pesticides. When there are insect eyes everywhere, when the green leaves are sent, they do n¡¯t know who will buy it.  Green, natural and environmentally friendly, feel free to eat!  And is there a better place than this?  By the way, are there any pesticides and fertilizers these days?  Wen Fei's index finger twitched when he saw it, and he almost couldn't help but excitedly took out RMB to buy a lot.  Finally I remembered, looking at the scene in front of me, people were using copper coins, not banknotes with the image of a great man, right?  For a moment, I was scratching my head, but I couldn't think of anything valuable on my body that I could take out Wen Fei was wearing a cartoon beauty T-shirt, especially the beach shorts on his lower body, which were extremely coquettish.  She is actually a two-dimensional beauty with a cute little pink tongue sticking out towards the middle of her crotch You can imagine what kind of things this body can hold.  It seems like he didn¡¯t even bring his mobile wallet.  Wait, he seemed to be holding an ancient jade in his hand. Wen Fei suddenly realized his situation. He seemed to have traveled through time, and the culprit seemed to be this ancient jade?  So can I still go back?  How can I go back?  It was only then that Wen Fei, a very nervous guy, realized that something was wrong. His situation seemed not to be good!  It was at this moment that several men in red military uniforms rushed over with straw ropes and other objects, and the people on both sides fled as if they were encountering a savage beast.  For a moment, there was a lot of excitement, as if the city management had come, and the panic scenes were the same as those in the night markets.  These people didn¡¯t say much, they tied Wen Fei¡¯s neck indiscriminately and walked out.  ¡°I¡¯m not a dog, so Wen Fei was fooled first.  It took him a while to come back to his senses and he was furious.  But he was just furious, being tied up like this by three strong men.  Not to mention that he is just an otaku who can only use his soul to scare people. Even a master of internal martial arts would probably not be able to resist at this time.  He was roughly escorted over and walked a few hundred meters out of the market.  I saw an extraordinary old man sitting under a big tree with a leisurely look.    Wen Fei was viciously beaten to the ground, causing him to chew on the mud, and the jade pendant in his hand also fell out.  Wen Fei was shocked and was about to pounce on the jade pendant. This was his only hope of going back.  His actions naturally attracted the attention of others, and he was pressed hard on his shoulders: "Don't move!" Then he heard a calm but majestic voice saying: "Bring that jade pendant to me.  Let¡¯s see!¡± ¡°Yes, Zhang Canjun!¡± Someone picked up the jade pendant and offered it with both hands.  Wen Fei naturally couldn't see this. He was pressed to the ground, and he could smell the smell of mud in his mouth and nose.  The place where he was pressed was even more aching.  Poor Wen Fei has never suffered like this since he was born, so he naturally scolded all these people in his heart.  Zhang Canjun put the jade pendant in his hand and played with it for a moment, then said calmly: "Who are you? Why are you dressed like this? A monk doesn't look like a monk." These people's accents are a bit weird, similar to some kind of dialect, and the culture is  Fei didn't understand what he heard, so he shouted: "I'm not a monk, I'm not a monk!" "Well, not a monk. Why do you keep your hair so short? Don't you know the principle of having hair accepted by your parents?" Wen Fei kept his hair short.  , which certainly looks like a monk's in this era.  Not every monk can have the conditions to shave his head until it is shiny like on TV.  ¡°I am not from Middle-earth, I am a prince from the overseas continent of Europa, Great Britain¡­¡± Wen Fei said nonsense.  "Oh, he turns out to be a barbarian. No wonder he is so uncultured and dressed in such an offensive manner!" Zhang Canjun's tone became more relaxed. If the people under his rule dared to dress like this, they would have been killed by him long ago.  He was beaten half to death and paraded through the streets.
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