Chen An finished his meal in one go and finally stopped.
He calculated that he had eaten at least three times more than usual.
Quite a feast.
But even though he was full, he still had a strange feeling that he couldn't shake off.
Although he had eaten to the point of being stuffed, there was still an inexplicable hunger, as if his appetite was not satisfied.
It's like seeing a ghost.
This should be the problem that Bai Qing mentioned, that regular food lacks vitality, so even if you eat enough, it still can't make up for the body's consumption.
So you have to eat as much as possible.
After finishing his meal, Chen An stood up and subconsciously looked around.
He had been in this place for almost half a year before and was already familiar with it.
Normally, at this time, there would be a lot of noise inside, but today it was quiet, not a single voice of a gambler could be heard.
Something was off.
Chen An subconsciously thought of this, but he didn't bother to dwell on the issue and just left directly.
On the side, the restaurant owner breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Chen An leave.
Instead of returning home immediately after leaving the restaurant, Chen An wandered around.
After a while, he walked into a small alley.
It was an old street, with mostly old items scattered around.
If you stayed here long enough, you might come across some valuable antiques.
Chen An wasn't interested in antiques, and he rarely visited such places.
This time, he came just to try his luck and see if he could find something similar to that jade pendant.
In the past, Chen An had always thought that only those strange things could give him energy, but his recent experiences had led him to think differently.
Liu Ziqin could give him energy, and the jade pendant given to him by Song Ziyang could do the same.
Liu Ziqin could do it because she had a strange illness, and according to Chen An's speculation, she might also have some kind of abnormal energy, just that it hadn't manifested yet.
These people were hard to find, and it was too laborious to search everywhere.
But objects like that jade pendant might be easier to find.
Because the jade pendant looked like an old artifact, that's why Chen An came here, hoping to get lucky.
After a while, he walked down the street and wandered around.
There were many vendors selling knick-knacks in this area.
And many vendors specialized in selling imitation antiquities.
"No reaction."
As he walked along the street, Chen An pretended to be interested, looked around, and then felt disappointed.
He had an unusually keen sense of objects with energy.
Within a certain range, as long as an object met the criteria, it would immediately trigger a response in him.
But this time, after walking around, he felt nothing.
It seemed that there was nothing good in this area.
Although he didn't find anything, Chen An wasn't too disappointed.
This kind of situation was within his expectations.
If objects with energy were really that easy to find, he wouldn't have been so busy for such a long time.
As he walked down the street, he came to a side alley.
There were many shops in the alley, and they all seemed to be more organized than the vendors outside.
But this was also of no use.
As he walked down the alley, Chen An didn't feel anything special.
He shook his head, about to leave, but then stopped instinctively.
He felt something!
He turned around and looked in the direction where he felt the sensation.
There was another small shop open there, but it was so remote, almost at the end of the alley, that it was hardly noticeable and almost missed by Chen An.
If it wasn't for his sense of awareness, he might have missed it today.
Chen An thought to himself, then walked over to the shop.
"Selling pastries!"
"Need cheap wooden combs? Anyone interested?"
Not far away, the sounds of vendors were still echoing.
But when Chen An walked into the shop, the noises around him diminished.
"This shop is really secluded."
Chen An stood inside, thinking to himself.
He looked around.
The decorations in the shop were ordinary, but some details indicated that they had been around for some time, with signs of decay on the ceiling beams.
There were few items scattered around, only a few pieces on display.
Following his instincts, Chen An walked over and stared at one item.
It was a vase, not very large, just the size of a palm.
The style of the vase looked old, with some signs of damage around the mouth.
What drew him in were the bloodstains on the corners of the vase, as if it had been soaked in blood, very vivid, adding a mysterious touch to it.
It was this vase that caught Chen An's attention.
"What do you need, sir?"
A voice came from the side.
Chen An turned to see an old man bowing with a smile on his elderly face, looking at him expectantly.
"How much do you want for this vase?"
Chen An looked at the old man in front of him, then pointed to the vase in front of him and asked.
Upon hearing that Chen An wanted to buy the vase, the smile on the old man's face became even more pronounced. "This is a flowing colored bottle from the southern Song Dynasty, a few hundred years old, so it's not cheap."
"But, if the guest likes it, it's also a kind of fate. If you're willing, you can have it for a hundred taels of silver."
He spoke with a smile on his face.
"A hundred taels of silver."
Chen An nodded, about to speak.
"You, Old Liu, are cheating people again here."
A laughter came from the side.
Looking up, Chen An saw a middle-aged man in a robe who looked very serious, seemingly the owner of the shop next door, who was now mocking, "If it were a genuine and intact flowing colored bottle, it would be a tribute from the Song Dynasty's imperial family several hundred years ago, so naturally it would cost over a hundred taels of silver."
"But this thing of yours is just a sinister object, let alone a hundred taels, even twenty taels of silver would be too expensive."
Hearing this, Old Liu suddenly became furious, "What sinister object? My family has been in business for three generations, how could I sell such things!"
"In front of me, you still dare to speak nonsense."
The middle-aged man smiled, "The whole family of the Song family in the neighboring county was completely wiped out the other day, and their house was sealed off. I saw you sneak out this flowing colored bottle from the Song family's mansion, and you still want to quibble?"
"Like this kind of sinister object, you probably only spent a few taels of silver when you took it in, and you dare to ask for twenty taels of silver from customers?"
"If this is known to other knowledgeable people, they might think that we are here to cheat customers!"
"You're not doing it alone, but you're also ruining our reputation!"
"You, you."
Old Liu's face turned red, pointing at the man in front of him, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Chen An stood aside listening for a while, and then he understood.
Chen An finished his meal in one go and finally stopped.
He calculated that he had eaten at least three times more than usual.
Quite a feast.
But even though he was full, he still had a strange feeling that he couldn't shake off.
Although he had eaten to the point of being stuffed, there was still an inexplicable hunger, as if his appetite was not satisfied.
It's like seeing a ghost.
This should be the problem that Bai Qing mentioned, that regular food lacks vitality, so even if you eat enough, it still can't make up for the body's consumption.
So you have to eat as much as possible.
After finishing his meal, Chen An stood up and subconsciously looked around.
He had been in this place for almost half a year before and was already familiar with it.
Normally, at this time, there would be a lot of noise inside, but today it was quiet, not a single voice of a gambler could be heard.
Something was off.
Chen An subconsciously thought of this, but he didn't bother to dwell on the issue and just left directly.
On the side, the restaurant owner breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Chen An leave.
Instead of returning home immediately after leaving the restaurant, Chen An wandered around.
After a while, he walked into a small alley.
It was an old street, with mostly old items scattered around.
If you stayed here long enough, you might come across some valuable antiques.
Chen An wasn't interested in antiques, and he rarely visited such places.
This time, he came just to try his luck and see if he could find something similar to that jade pendant.
In the past, Chen An had always thought that only those strange things could give him energy, but his recent experiences had led him to think differently.
Liu Ziqin could give him energy, and the jade pendant given to him by Song Ziyang could do the same.
Liu Ziqin could do it because she had a strange illness, and according to Chen An's speculation, she might also have some kind of abnormal energy, just that it hadn't manifested yet.
These people were hard to find, and it was too laborious to search everywhere.
But objects like that jade pendant might be easier to find.
Because the jade pendant looked like an old artifact, that's why Chen An came here, hoping to get lucky.
After a while, he walked down the street and wandered around.
There were many vendors selling knick-knacks in this area.
And many vendors specialized in selling imitation antiquities.
"No reaction."
As he walked along the street, Chen An pretended to be interested, looked around, and then felt disappointed.
He had an unusually keen sense of objects with energy.
Within a certain range, as long as an object met the criteria, it would immediately trigger a response in him.
But this time, after walking around, he felt nothing.
It seemed that there was nothing good in this area.
Although he didn't find anything, Chen An wasn't too disappointed.
This kind of situation was within his expectations.
If objects with energy were really that easy to find, he wouldn't have been so busy for such a long time.
As he walked down the street, he came to a side alley.
There were many shops in the alley, and they all seemed to be more organized than the vendors outside.
But this was also of no use.
As he walked down the alley, Chen An didn't feel anything special.
He shook his head, about to leave, but then stopped instinctively.
He felt something!
He turned around and looked in the direction where he felt the sensation.
There was another small shop open there, but it was so remote, almost at the end of the alley, that it was hardly noticeable and almost missed by Chen An.
If it wasn't for his sense of awareness, he might have missed it today.
Chen An thought to himself, then walked over to the shop.
"Selling pastries!"
"Need cheap wooden combs? Anyone interested?"
Not far away, the sounds of vendors were still echoing.
But when Chen An walked into the shop, the noises around him diminished.
"This shop is really secluded."
Chen An stood inside, thinking to himself.
He looked around.
The decorations in the shop were ordinary, but some details indicated that they had been around for some time, with signs of decay on the ceiling beams.
There were few items scattered around, only a few pieces on display.
Following his instincts, Chen An walked over and stared at one item.
It was a vase, not very large, just the size of a palm.
The style of the vase looked old, with some signs of damage around the mouth.
What drew him in were the bloodstains on the corners of the vase, as if it had been soaked in blood, very vivid, adding a mysterious touch to it.
It was this vase that caught Chen An's attention.
"What do you need, sir?"
A voice came from the side.
Chen An turned to see an old man bowing with a smile on his elderly face, looking at him expectantly.
"How much do you want for this vase?"
Chen An looked at the old man in front of him, then pointed to the vase in front of him and asked.
Upon hearing that Chen An wanted to buy the vase, the smile on the old man's face became even more pronounced. "This is a flowing colored bottle from the southern Song Dynasty, a few hundred years old, so it's not cheap."
"But, if the guest likes it, it's also a kind of fate. If you're willing, you can have it for a hundred taels of silver."
He spoke with a smile on his face.
"A hundred taels of silver."
Chen An nodded, about to speak.
"You, Old Liu, are cheating people again here."
A laughter came from the side.
Looking up, Chen An saw a middle-aged man in a robe who looked very serious, seemingly the owner of the shop next door, who was now mocking, "If it were a genuine and intact flowing colored bottle, it would be a tribute from the Song Dynasty's imperial family several hundred years ago, so naturally it would cost over a hundred taels of silver."
"But this thing of yours is just a sinister object, let alone a hundred taels, even twenty taels of silver would be too expensive."
Hearing this, Old Liu suddenly became furious, "What sinister object? My family has been in business for three generations, how could I sell such things!"
"In front of me, you still dare to speak nonsense."
The middle-aged man smiled, "The whole family of the Song family in the neighboring county was completely wiped out the other day, and their house was sealed off. I saw you sneak out this flowing colored bottle from the Song family's mansion, and you still want to quibble?"
"Like this kind of sinister object, you probably only spent a few taels of silver when you took it in, and you dare to ask for twenty taels of silver from customers?"
"If this is known to other knowledgeable people, they might think that we are here to cheat customers!"
"You're not doing it alone, but you're also ruining our reputation!"
"You, you."
Old Liu's face turned red, pointing at the man in front of him, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Chen An stood aside listening for a while, and then he understood.
