Everyone chatted for a while more. Seeing that it was getting late, they all went back to their rooms to rest.
After returning to his bedroom, Zhou Hao turned on his computer and logged into the author's website. He looked at the statistics. There were two to three hundred favorites and more than ten thousand views. Zhou Hao didn't look at the data carefully. He uploaded another three chapters and continued writing.
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The next morning, after breakfast.
Zhou Hao left with a bag in his hand.
The City God Temple of Shanghai had a history of more than 600 years. It had been built in the Ming Dynasty and experienced many vicissitudes. The City God Temple of Shanghai had become a famous tourist attraction in Shanghai. As a Taoist temple, the City God Temple of Shanghai had a long history and enjoyed a great reputation at home and abroad. With the development of the economy, it had become a small tourist circle in Shanghai. The City God Temple Taoist Temple, the City God Temple snacks, and the Yu Garden were surrounded by it.
The City God Temple Antique Market not only sold antiques, but also some modern crafts.
Zhou Hao followed the crowd to the antique market. That was his destination.
When they arrived, Zhou Hao stood under a big tree and placed his belongings on the ground.
A few pieces of wood and a set of carving knives.
Today, Zhou Hao planned to set up a stall here to earn money and collect Emotional Value at the same time.
There were many people here, and the police naturally loved to watch the show. As long as something happened, they would quickly surround them. When people saw his hand-carved wood carvings, wouldn't they feel a little emotional?
Initially, Zhou Hao had planned to start a livestream, but after thinking about it, he realized that it was unrealistic. No one could watch boring sculptures for one or two hours. Perhaps he would also see what the final sculpture would be!
Zhou Hao sat on the ground and did not attract any attention. There were many people setting up stalls here every day, so no one would notice this extra person.
After a while, no one came forward.
Zhou Hao wasn't annoyed. He picked up a piece of wood from the stall and began to think about what he should carve according to its appearance.
With an idea in mind, he picked up the carving knife beside him and slowly started to work.
Slowly, a layer of wood shavings appeared on the ground. The wood in Zhou Hao's hand began to take shape.
After Zhou Hao finished drawing the rough shape, he raised his head and realized that he was surrounded by people.
"Young man, is this a wood carving?" an old man asked.
"Yes!" Zhou Hao smiled and nodded.
"In this day and age, only some old people can still have this kind of craftsmanship. I didn't expect a young man like you to know this. Can you show me what you carved just now?”The grandpa said emotionally.
Zhou Hao placed the wooden carving on the ground and allowed the old man to examine it.
"It looks like a horse?"
"It looks like it from the outline!"
"It could also be some other animal."
The surrounding crowd discussed animatedly, but Zhou Hao remained unmoved. He picked up the wood carving on the ground and focused on carving again.
As time passed, the wooden carving gradually became clearer.
"It's a horse!"
"It looks like a horse."
"Wonderful, beautiful, and exquisite. I don't think those masters will chase this young man.”
"Yeah, I know a master sculptor, but he doesn't look as good as him.”
As he listened to the discussions of the crowd, Zhou Hao's hands did not stop moving. He thought to himself,"Open the system store."
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Zhou Hao's lips curled up as he watched his Emotional Value jump.
Finally, the horse-shaped wood carving in Zhou Hao's hand was completed. He placed it on the ground and rubbed his sore wrist.
On the ground, a fine horse was standing. One of its hooves was raised in the air, while the other was slightly bent. The two horses behind it were using all their strength to gallop forward. The horse's mane was flying in the air, as if it was galloping on a prairie.
Looking at the spirited horses on the ground, the group of people's eyes lit up.
"Young man, are you selling this?"
"Yes, little brother, are you selling this horse?”
Zhou Hao narrowed his eyes and said,"Sell."
Immediately, the crowd broke out into a commotion. A middle-aged man rushed to say,"Young man, I'll give you 1000 yuan. Sell it to me!”
"Get lost! 1000 yuan. You should buy a toy for yourself.”
"That's right, don't insult this wood carving."
The group of people was making a ruckus, giving Zhou Hao a headache.
"Stop! "I'll sell it to whoever offers the highest price," Zhou Hao shouted.
" I bid 2000." The old man who said he wanted to buy the toy was the first to bid.
“2500”
“3000”
The prices were rising, and the number of people bidding kept increasing. They were all passing by to watch the show.
" I bid 100,000!" A middle-aged man's voice rang out, and the crowd instantly fell silent. They all looked at the middle-aged man who spoke.
A middle-aged man in a suit walked out of the crowd.
"I'll pay 100,000, little brother! Sell it to me!" the middle-aged man said anxiously.
"Oh! Yes! "Alright, I'll sell it to you." Zhou Hao recovered from his daze.
Zhou Hao didn't expect the wood carvings he carved to be so valuable. He thought that it would only cost a few thousand yuan at most. The middle-aged man's words stunned him.
"Little brother, I'll transfer the money to you. What's your account number?”The middle-aged man seemed very anxious.
" 67706…" Zhou Hao mentioned the account.
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