"Recently, Soul Island has really become more and more lively, coming and going like inns, restaurants or temples in the world. The smell of human smoke is also much stronger, but this kind of analogy seems a bit inappropriate, but, who cares ! By the way, guest officer, what is your obsession?"
"My obsession seems to have started a long, long time ago."
"It's okay, there are wine and flowers here, young master can talk slowly."
"Thank you, I remember it was a season of peach blossoms"
In the 20th year of Yuanhe, the peach blossoms bloomed the best that year. It is not an exaggeration to say that there are ten miles of peach blossoms in and outside the city. The big flowers are pink and tender, just like the cheeks of a woman when she is shy, which is pleasing to the heart.
"Young master! Do you want to buy a fan?"
"Young master, the kites here are the most beautiful!"
He stopped and walked, admiring the beautiful flowers all the way. His ears were filled with shouts from both sides of the street, and he just listened, never stopping.
"Young master, my fan is the most beautiful on the street, do you want to see it?"
This call seems to be different from others, crisp and agile, just like the cry of an oriole, full of spirituality.
Xiang Ziyu looked around, only to see a small stall not far away that stood out, not because of anything else, but because the sellers were two young girls.
One is dressed in bright red clothes, with two small knots on her head and a red ribbon, her face is round and rosy, like a little Fuwa.
The other one was standing by the stall and was trying to sell. He was dressed in goose yellow clothes, his hair was pulled up casually, and he was wearing a veil. Hui, very beautiful.
Xiang Ziyu stood under the peach blossom tree and looked at the small stall, fascinated. Although there were two girls, there were not many people who stopped by. They just looked at them in twos and threes, asked a few words, and left in a hurry .
After standing for a long time, but did not see the girl open, Xiang Ziyu couldn't help but stepped forward curiously to find out.
What does this fan look like? How ugly is it? No one will buy it?
Seeing a guest official coming, Hua Xiangrong, who was already depressed, perked up in an instant, and greeted warmly: "My lorddo you want to buy a fan? My fan here is the best fan on this street. My lord is absolutely sure." You can¡¯t be fooled, it¡¯s definitely worth the money!¡±
Xiang Ziyu looked down at the fan placed on the table, his eyes were full of shock, not because of how ugly it was, but because it was stunning, the ink was sprinkled on the green hills, vigorous and vigorous, it didn't look like a girl's writing, probably brought someone to sell.
Hua Xiangrong looked at Xiang Ziyu fascinated, and couldn't help but hit the iron while it was hot: "Young master is a man of talent, personable, he should have some insights into ink painting. Young master looks at the green mountains and green waters, the small bridges and the people, they are lifelike, although it is not It¡¯s more than enough to appreciate everyone¡¯s works. Why don¡¯t you buy a fan or two and go home and appreciate it slowly?¡±
After waiting for a while, there was no sound from Xiang Zi Yu Zhi, just staring at the painting, Hua Xiangrong thought that the words just now were not enough to touch people's hearts, so she added bricks and mortar: "Look at the rich clothes, you should be the son of a rich family, okay?" Naturally, I have seen a lot of things like this, but this kind of fan is the only one, and you can never find such a good fan anywhere else."
Xiang Ziyu reluctantly turned his gaze away from the fan. The woman said it well. Although it cannot be called a master's work, it is also unique and admirable.
"Who did the painting?"
"Young Master Zixu."
Xiang Ziyu said "oh", and said meaningfully: "It turned out to be him"
Hua Xiangrong's eyes widened in astonishment: "Could it be possible that you know him?"
Xiang Ziyu shook his head: "I don't know"
Hua Xiangrong asked puzzledly: "What did you mean just now, young master? It turned out that heobedient means we know each other, but why did young master say he didn't know each other?"
Xiang Ziyu smiled with a smile: "I really don't know him, but I heard that there is a young man in the south of the Yangtze River with a false name and no name. He is good at landscape painting and has a vigorous brushstroke. I wonder if the girl is talking about this?"
"Why don't I know what name Zixu has?" Hua Xiangrong frowned and asked doubtfully, as soon as he finished speaking, his face turned red instantly.
What kind of name is nothing, it is clearly nothing, saying that she does not have this person!
Hua Xiangrong coughed twice: "I don't know the person you mentioned, but from what you describe, he should be a powerful and peerless expert. If I have the opportunity in the future, I must appreciate the demeanor of an expert."
Xiang Ziyu said with a smile: "I can't talk about a peerless expert, but he is definitely a peerless tortoise. He likes to shrink his head on weekdays and doesn't like to meet people. I'm afraid that the girl's wish will come true."
"Hehe" HuaRong laughed dryly and frowned, really wanting to be angry
"Sir, should I buy it or not? If not, please don't mistake me for business." Hua Xiangrong said with the orders to chase away customers.
"Buy." Xiang Ziyu responded straightforwardly: "Why don't you buy it? Although you can't see the real person, this fan is very good. It's true."
"Really?" Hua Xiangrong whispered, with a smile on his face instantly, "Which ones do you want? This one is good, and this one is also good. The ink is green, the artistic conception is profound, suitable for the young master's temperament, this one, full of flowers, the meaning is also good .¡±
Just now he looked like he was jealous, but in the blink of an eye he was smiling, and Xiang Ziyu was taken aback by the sudden change, but his crooked smiling eyes were extremely beautiful.
"Young Master! Young Master!" Hua Xiangrong stretched out his hand in doubt and shook Xiang Ziyu's eyes. Could it be that she was too enthusiastic and scared him into a fool?
"Huh?" Xiang Ziyu was stunned for a moment, just now he was only looking at the beautiful smiling eyes, but he didn't expect to be lost in thought.
Hua Xiangrong looked at Xiang Ziyu curiously: "What are you looking at, young master? So preoccupied?"
"No nothing." Xiang Ziyu changed the subject and said, "What were you talking about just now?"
"Which fan do you want, my lord? All of them are very good, do you like it? If you want to buy it, I can give you a little discount." Hua Xiangrong said enthusiastically.
"Hmm" Xiang Ziyu carefully looked at the fans, and casually pointed to the first few he saw, "This is three."
"Three?" Hua Xiangrong said pleasantly, she never expected that a big client would come as soon as the opening was closed for one day!
Hastily picked up the three fans carefully, and turned around to tell the girl in red: "Luer, bring the wrapping paper."
The girl in red responded, and handed the paper to Hua Xiangrong.
Hua Xiangrong was also dexterous, and packed the fan noodles in two or three strokes, and handed it to Xiang Ziyu, "My lord, the packaging is ready."
Xiang Ziyu looked at the packaged fan noodles. He didn't expect it to be so fast, and he didn't even see how it was packaged. "Well, good. How much is it?"
"Six hundred taels." Hua Xiangrong replied with a smile.
"Six hundred taels?" Xiang Ziyu was surprised, he didn't expect three fans to be so expensive, comparable to some in the calligraphy shop. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com