Godly Fisherman

The Shanghai City God Temple was built in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. The Old Town God’s Temple is adjacent to Yu Garden. There is a food street, which can be called the kingdom of snacks, the dim sum of Lubolang, the vegetable buns of Songyuelou, the eight-treasure rice of Songyunlou, Nanxiang Xiaolong, Ningbo Tang Tuan Jiu Nian Zi, etc., etc. It is a delicious little point that cannot be missed.

Of course, this is not the whole story of Chenghuang Temple. There are a large number of shops inside, and various ethnic crafts and artworks are good as souvenirs.

For example, there is a small shop called Tibetan Cobbler, which specializes in making wallets and bags. The things are not cheap, but the handmade leather is good. What satisfies Xiao Peng most is that the craftsmanship used here is still traditional leather making craftsmanship, which is the inheritance of traditional culture. The cartoon coin purse and the like make people like it.

Xiao Peng himself can also make leather crafts, but now he doesn't have much energy to dabble in. Since there are ready-made ones to buy, Xiao Peng simply started the buy-buy-buy mode and picked up a bunch of leather goods with the useless Xiao Peng, but Xiao Peng did not take it away directly, but gave the store address and asked them to send it directly. Express to Sidao Town Pier.

"This social progress is different. It's good for us to buy things like this, so we can send them home directly. We don't have to bother to carry things." Yang Meng laughed.

Xiao Peng nodded: "Walk, buy something enjoyable today, this is considered a big purchase for the New Year."

"This cheongsam is good."

"Isn't it as custom-made?"

"It's too late to customize them now, right?"

"That said, boss, I want these sets of cheongsam, you can express them directly to this address."

Such scenes appeared in various stores.

When the two of Xiao Peng left the Chenghuang Temple, although they were empty, they had already bought a lot of New Year goods.

Yang Meng sighed, "I finally know why people want to be rich."

Xiao Peng asked back: "Why?"

Yang Meng stretched his waist and said, "You don't have to consider the price when you buy things. It feels really enjoyable to just reach out and buy. This is called shopping. No wonder people say that spending money can make people feel better."

Xiao Peng glanced at Yang Meng slantingly: "Fart, whoever said that would just slap him with a big mouth. Many people who believe in this sentence have become Kanu. They eat money and pay off their debts every day. Are they in a good mood? You can spend money, but do what you can."

Yang Meng glared at Xiao Peng: "Why am I so reluctant to hear you say this? You just spent hundreds of thousands on buying a bunch of messy things, right? I think it was awkward when you paid. Crooked expression?"

Xiao Peng lit a cigarette and looked up slightly, with a flat expression: "I said just now, I have to do what I can. But who makes me rich? It's just a few hundred thousand, it doesn't matter. ."

After talking, Xiao Peng looked at Yang Meng: "Don't talk to destroy your emotions, I just want to quietly pretend to be forced."

Yang Meng was completely speechless.

Well, Xiao Peng is indeed a rich man now, but what about it? No matter how rich Xiao Peng is, he is just an ordinary person. He is still a small **** in his bones, careful, violent, greedy for money and sex, and likes to pretend.

But Xiao Peng didn't care about these, so he was a living person.

Do you think they are all like the protagonists of those online novels, rich and handsome, domineering, others look at the head and worship, see all kinds of female temptations, are not tempted, only to one woman?

Please, be realistic.

The two drove to Super Brand Mall, and the LOL League was held on the 9th floor of Shanghai Stock Exchange Super Brand Mall.

After the two bought tickets for the front row of the infield, they wandered into the arena.

"Why do I think it's better to watch the game online?" Yang Meng's head turned around.

Xiao Peng watched his head turn around, and asked: "What is your head wandering around?"

Yang Meng said humblely: "You didn't see that there are so many cute girls on the video? I'm looking for girls."

Xiao Peng glanced at Yang Meng contemptuously: "Are you stupid? Where do you think those girls come from? Many of the girls are related to the organizer. They came to participate in the live shooting and a scene appeared to attract the group of otaku. Attention. We have to spend money to buy tickets to watch the game. They come to hold a sign and still have wages."

Yang Meng frowned and said, "This is also OK?"

Xiao Peng didn’t care: “Of course it’s OK. Now, where is the beauty economy? Do you think how many of these otaku who watch the game have girlfriends? Why do so many game otaku would rather come here to watch the game at a high price? On the large part, I want to see if I can meet girls who also like games here."

"Is there any success?" Yang Meng asked curiously.

Xiao Peng smiled: "It depends on whether you have money."

When Yang Meng heard this, it suddenly dawned on him: "Mad, feelings are the same everywhere."

"Okay, let's watch the game."

Xiao Peng had a great time in this game. In a BO3 battle, BLG let one chase two and won the game. The game that started at seven was almost ten when it ended.

Xiao Peng stretched his waist: "The atmosphere of watching the game on the spot is much better than watching it at home."

Yang Meng nodded: "It's really good, but you can't smoke too much, so quickly go and smoke a cigarette."

Xiao Peng said: "Well. Go, find a bar to have fun."

While discussing the game just now, the two took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

"Are you fans of BLG?" There are still a man and two women in the elevator. Looking at the fluorescent card in the girl's hand, they should be BLG supporters. After listening to the conversation between Xiao Peng and Xiao Peng, the tall boy asked.

Xiao Peng smiled and said: "The fans can't talk about it, but they really like their game."

"Hey, we also like BLG games, we are now comrades in arms." The tall boy has a very good personality: "Does the two of you sound like locals?"

Xiao Peng nodded: "We are from Qindao, come to the Shanghai Stock Exchange to do something, just to watch the game."

"Running so far to watch the game, this is a true fan! My name is Jiang Lun, a basketball player, this is my sister Jiang Ning, and this is my girlfriend He Keran. These two little girls want to watch the game. It's not safe, I'll be a flower protector for them." Well, this Jiang Lun is still a silly talk. Hey, he kept talking.

But Xiao Peng didn't dislike Jiang Lun, a very interesting young man, no wonder he grew so tall, he turned out to be a basketball player. "My name is Xiao Peng and this is my brother Yang Meng. It's nice to meet you."

After a few people talked, the elevator reached the underground parking lot. "Our car is over there, we will pass first." Jiang Lun and others said goodbye to Xiao Peng, and Xiao Peng also said goodbye to them with a smile.

It's really easy to interact with these two-dimensional people. As long as you have the same hobbies, you can have a good chat.

Xiao Peng waved goodbye to them, but instead of going directly to the car, he and Yang Meng stood at the elevator door and smoked. There was an ashtray, and both of them had been holding back for a long time.

"Where to go in a while?" Yang Meng asked.

Xiao Peng smiled: "Do you still need to ask? The bar."

"Bar? Which bar girl do you know?" Yang Meng asked.

Xiao Peng waved the phone in his hand, "I'll know if you look it up? You know the girl, right? A little bit of pursuit, okay? Find a LIVEHORSE to play."

LIVEHOUSE first appeared in the Japanese country and originated in Europe. The so-called LIVEHOURSE emerged with the trend of indie music. Unlike ordinary bars, LIVEHOUSE generally has top music equipment and audio equipment, which is very suitable for enjoying various live music at close range. Due to the close distance between audiences and artists, the atmosphere and effect of performances in LIVEHOUSE are often far better than large-scale performance venues.

"Is there a LIVEHOUSE in the Shanghai stock market?" Yang Meng frowned and asked.

It makes sense for Yang Meng to ask. For example, in Kyoto, folk bars and LIVEHOUSE are everywhere, but there is often no market for PUBs like this in the Shanghai stock market. People in the Shanghai stock market prefer foreign music and European-style bars, otherwise they would go to the nightclubs to dance.

Xiao Peng waved his mobile phone: "Anyway, check it out, going to a nightclub is too boring."

Xiao Peng was about to check his phone, but he heard a quarrel not far away. When Yang Meng heard it, his eyes lit up: "There's a lot of fun!" He ran over. Xiao Peng shook his head, put the phone back in his pocket, and followed Yang Meng.

Xiao Peng went over and saw that it was Galen who was arguing with others.

Xiao Peng didn't know exactly what happened. He only saw Jiang Lun standing in front of his car, a Toyota Prado blocked in front of his car, and Jiang Ning and He Keran standing behind him, both looking nervous. On the opposite side stood three men and two women. The leader was over 1.9 meters tall. He was looking at Jiang Lun playfully while Jiang Lun was full of anger.

"Jiang Lun, what's the matter?" Xiao Peng wandered with a cigarette in his mouth.

When Jiang Lun saw Xiao Peng and Yang Meng approaching, his expression was lightened: "Brother Xiao, these rogues blocked my car and won't let us go!"

"Jiang Lun, don't say it is so unfeeling, we are old acquaintances, you will misunderstand it!" The tall young man said with a smile on his face.

Xiao Peng frowned slightly: "Jiang Lun, what is the origin of this kid?"

Jiang Lun replied: "This kid is called Tian Ye, from Jinling and also a basketball player."

After Tian Ye heard this, he laughed wildly: "What is a basketball player? You are not bragging that you are a basketball player? Don't put gold on your face. What kind of basketball player are you? I feel ashamed to compete with you. Those who are not on the table are defeated."

Jiang Ning was unhappy when someone said this to his brother: "Basketball is a team sport. When did you win a bullfight with my brother? You just hold your thigh to beat my brother."

Tian Ye's expression changed and he snorted and said, "The winner is king. If you lose, you lose. It's the waste who justified his failure with unreasonable reasons!"

Xiao Peng listened to a general idea, and also understood roughly what was going on. Jiang Lun and Tian Ye seem to have had festivals before. Jiang Lun should be better than Tian Ye, but the team lost to Tian Ye. The two met here. Tian Ye drove directly and blocked Jiang Lun’s car in the parking space. .

But at first glance, it can be seen that Tianye is much better than Jiang Lun. From the cars of the two, it can be seen that they are all SUVs. Tianye drove a 600,000 Toyota Prado, while Jiang Lun’s car was A domestically produced Haval H2.

Tian Ye said to He Keran with an unkind expression on his face: "Beauty, there is no future in mixing with trash, why don't we go with my brother? We happen to have one less girl here, and being with us is worse than following this trash. too much."

Xiao Peng frowned. Xiao Peng didn't want to mix things up. After all, he didn't know the reason for the conflict between the two, but this field talk was too annoying.

Open your mouth to a waste, shut up a waste, such a person does not teach him a lesson, he does not know why the flower is so red!