Chapter 618: Highly Talented

"One peanut has two beans, yellow skin, purple skin, and snow-white flesh. She knows how to feel cold and how to be caring. I can't kiss my own daughters-in-law enough!" Zhang Wanlong hugged his two daughters-in-law, kissed each of them several times, and went to work in the fields with Xiaogenzi.

Seeing that little Genzi was full of energy, Zhang Wanlong asked, "Didn't you teach Shizi to read yesterday? Why are you still so strong today?" Genzi smiled innocently and said, "Teaching Shizi to read is not a tiring thing."

Zhang Wanlong snorted and said, "You are still young. You will feel tired when you are my age." "The two sisters-in-law are so considerate. Is there anything else that can tire you?"

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Zhang Wanlong nodded: "My two daughters-in-law are very considerate. I don't have to do most of the work!" As he spoke, Zhang Wanlong looked at his house.

Du Wenming knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered. He pushed the door open and walked in.

Zhang Wanlong's eldest wife came out of the house and looked at Du Wenming and said, "Who are you? Why are you going to someone else's house?" Du Wenming said expressionlessly, "I came to buy seeds from Zhang Wanlong."

"Our men are not here, you sit here and wait for a while," the eldest wife invited Du Wenming into the hall, and the younger wife made a pot of tea for Du Wenming. Du Wenming looked at the younger wife, turned his right hand, and put his arm around the younger wife, trying to hug her waist.

His purpose was not to take advantage, he wanted to control the two women and then look for seeds in Zhang Wanlong's house.

As long as Du Wenming could hug the younger wife, the younger wife would never move again. Zhang Wanlong took her to dance a song, and he could make the younger wife fall apart in just a few steps. The younger wife squatted down and took a box of snacks from under the table, just avoiding Du Wenming's arm.

Du Wenming was startled and reached out to grab the younger wife's arm.

The young wife lowered her head and picked up a piece of cake, dodging Du Wenming again. Did she do it intentionally or unintentionally?

If it was unintentional, it was too coincidental. If it was intentional, it was too strong.

Du Wenming was a cultivator on the cloud. If the woman dodged twice intentionally, her reaction, speed, and body skills were not inferior to Du Wenming. Du Wenming didn't believe it and reached out to put his hand on the young wife's shoulder.

The young wife turned around with the cake and smelled it at the tip of her nose: "It doesn't taste fresh anymore. I'll change something else for you to eat." She dodged Du Wenming again and took the cake to the back kitchen.

It seems that she is really not good at physical skills. Du Wenming has to use his skills.

He followed the young wife into the kitchen, slipped and twisted his feet, and danced.

The eldest wife was teaching the young wife in the kitchen: "Did he touch you just now?" "No, I didn't let him touch..." The young wife defended with a wronged look on her face.

"Let our man know, let's see how he will deal with you!"

The eldest daughter-in-law pinched the peach of the youngest daughter-in-law hard. The youngest daughter-in-law felt the pain, covered her peach, and jumped up on the spot. With this action, Du Wenming's dance steps were avoided again.

This could not be unintentional!

The eldest daughter-in-law looked at Du Wenming and scolded him: "Did you touch my sister just now?"

Du Wenming was thinking about how to deal with it, and the youngest daughter-in-law complained to Du Wenming behind him: "You shameless man, I am a married woman, why did you seduce me?" When did this young daughter-in-law come behind him?

Du Wenming was startled, and relying on his clever dance steps, he turned around and went around the youngest daughter-in-law.

The eldest daughter-in-law swung the feather duster and hit the youngest daughter-in-law: "You blame others for seducing you, you are not a good thing either!"

The young daughter-in-law dodged the feather duster, and the duster hit Du Wenming.

This time it was hit hard, and Du Wenming gritted his teeth in pain.

It's not that hard to dodge a feather duster, but the key is that Du Wenming never thought of dodging.

Every move of these two people seemed not to be directed at him, but they could not only break the moves, but also fight back. What's more terrible is that Du Wenming's key techniques are ineffective against them.

The two women have been dealing with Du Wenming, but there is no sign of dancing. Du Wenming can't lead them to dance, and many methods can't be used. When Li Banfeng and Du Wenming fought, his cultivation had reached the cloud. At that time, even Li Banfeng couldn't control himself and jumped with him.

Why didn't these two women dance? Aren't they human?

Was this planted by Zhang Wanlong? Du Wenming was shocked and continued to dance.

Even if these two women are not living people, they must have spirituality. As long as there is something spiritual, even if it is a magic weapon, Du Wenming has a way to make the other party dance with it. But these two women just don't dance. The eldest daughter-in-law chased the younger daughter-in-law with a broom, and the younger daughter-in-law twisted her waist and kept dodging.

Snap!

Another broom hit Du Wenming, who leaped out of Zhang Wanlong's yard, slid all the way, and ran out of the village. Two people who were raised can be so strong, how strong must Zhang Wanlong be?

In the field, Zhang Wanlong wiped his sweat: "Brother, this battle is a bit dangerous!"

Xiao Genzi was startled, picked up the spoon and bucket, and asked: "Was there a battle? Where was the battle?" "Just now a ruthless man entered our house and was beaten away by your two sisters-in-law."

Xiao Genzi let out a sigh: "What kind of ruthless man is he if he was beaten away by his sisters-in-law?"

Zhang Wanlong shook his head and sighed: "Brother, you don't know, if your two sisters-in-law can't beat him, we have to put out something else, some things can't be seen by others!"

...

Du Wenming returned to Yetang Teahouse in Green Water City and told Mr. Kong Fang about the situation of the battle.

Mr. Kong Fang shook his head and took a sip of tea: "It's a bit difficult for you to deal with Zhang Wanlong. After all, he is the leader in the farming community." Du Wenming remained silent.

Mr. Kong Fang added: "After all, Waizhou and Puozhou are different. If you usually live in Waizhou, you must have never met such a person." Du Wenming remained silent.

Mr. Kong Fang thought for a moment and gave Du Wenming a task: "There are some businesses in Ye Songqiao that have not been paid for a long time. You can go and collect the bills." Du Wenming said nothing, and there was nothing special about his face. His expression, but Mr. Kong Fang’s words, every word struck him in the heart.

Collection?

He is the second in command of Seolhwapo, is this what he should do?

Mr. Kong Fang also noticed that Du Wenming was a little dissatisfied, and specially explained: "That's what happens in other states. You have to pay more attention to your business in Puzhou." While talking, Mr. Kong Fang kept drinking tea. , the curtain under the bamboo hat covered his face. Although he couldn't see his expression, he could feel the carelessness and perfunctoryness. Without his status as a foreigner, Du Wenming seems to have little value.

Seeing Mr. Kong Fang's attitude, Du Wenming directly asked: "Second Master, I really don't understand why we want to buy Zhang Wanlong's seeds." Mr. Kong Fang blew the tea: "The situation in Puzhou is different from that in other states. There are some things that I can’t explain to you.”

"Please speak slowly, I will listen carefully."

Mr. Kong Fang put down his tea cup and said: "Because I need a bait, I will make a bait like mine. I will go to the Lu family bookstore to lure Zhou Badou out, and I will take the opportunity to bring out Yu Yaoming myself."

"Then there's no need to ask Zhang Wanlong for seeds. I'll be the bait. I'll go to the Lu family bookstore to lure Zhou Badou out."

Mr. Kong Fang sighed: "Wen Ming, I don't mean to look down on you. I'm just telling you the truth. With your current combat power, it's impossible for Zhou Badou to be lured out by you. He doesn't even bother to look at you."

Du Wenming suppressed his anger and continued: "Then I won't use it as bait. You go and lure Zhou Badou out, and I will go in and take Yu Yaoming away." Mr. Kong Fang smiled: "I really don't underestimate you, even if Zhou Badou is not here, You can't take Yu Yaoming away even if you enter the Lu family bookstore."

"We might as well give it a try!" Du Wenming couldn't hold back his anger.

It's not that he is impulsive. If he continues to endure it now, the third boss will soon be unable to do it. From now on, he can only start with chores such as collecting accounts. Mr. Kong Fang waved his hand: "Don't act on impulse. Let's find a way."

Du Wenming shook his head and said: "I'm not acting out of motivation. Second Master, I have been with you for these years and I am loyal to you. Please help me this time and let me accomplish this big thing in Puozhou."

"Okay, you are ambitious." Mr. Kong Fang picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Du Wenming. Du Wenming picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp. ..

Zhang Wanlong picked up the teapot and gave Li Banfeng another cup of tea: "Master Qi, you came to me today just to chat, right?"

Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "Brother Zhang, I really have something to do with you. I heard that you no longer sell seeds, but I still need some seeds here." Zhang Wanlong's eldest daughter-in-law came over and said, "Qi Master, please go elsewhere to buy seeds, our Lao Zhang has never sold seeds!”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Wanlong glared at his wife, who stuck out her tongue, turned around and left.

"Master Qi, to be honest, I won't sell to others, but as you are a regular customer, just tell me how much you want to buy." Li Banfeng said, "Not many, just five hundred, cabbage, winter melon, corn." , wheat, and green pepper, one hundred each." "Okay." Zhang Wanlong asked his wife to pack the seeds without saying a word.

But Li Banfeng took the initiative to tell the matter: "I don't want to use these seeds, but they are given to the foreigner Cui Tike for the matter of Desong Cliff." Genzi glanced at Li Banfeng and signaled this matter. Shouldn't say it.

Zhang Wanlong was also stunned: "Master Qi, you don't need to tell me about this, the seeds are already in your hands."

Li Banfeng shook his head and said: "You can't do this in business. If you don't want to give the seeds to Cui Tik, I will return the seeds to you now, and I also promise that the existing seeds in my hand will never be handed over to Cui Tik." Tritic."

Seeing that Li Banfeng was so sincere, Zhang Wanlong also told the truth: "Master Qi, I'm really afraid of being implicated in the matter of Desong Cliff." Li Banfeng took out the deed: "I got the seeds from you. I bought it. If anyone pursues this matter, I will bear the responsibility." "Happy!" Zhang Wanlong looked at Li Banfeng with respect, "I agreed to this, but I also have something to ask for. ""Speaking."

"The boundaries of my village are getting bigger and bigger, but there are only three miles of wasteland that have been opened up. Many fields are beyond the boundaries. The weirdos outside are always thinking about it, and they waste a lot of my things.

Moreover, there is skylight in the new land that has been opened up. Even though the light is very weak, some crops really cannot do without this light. I have the intention to open a land of ten miles, but the earth god has not responded. I heard that Qi Ye has a relationship with the earth god here. Very good. Could you please ask Mr. Qi to say hello and arrange a suitable day so that we can open up wasteland. "

Li Banfeng nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take care of this. I'll tell you as soon as the date is agreed upon."

After two discussions, Li Banfeng had lunch at Zhang Wanlong's house. He originally wanted to walk around the village, but Luo Zhengnan called. Boss Lu invited Li Banfeng to come to the bookstore to get together, and he even posted a special message.

Boss Lu comes to see me?

There was no explanation for the little fat incident before. Li Banfeng was planning to investigate Boss Lu, but Boss Lu came to his door unexpectedly.

"What does he want from me? When is the party scheduled?"

"Boss Lu said we just wanted to sit and chat. He didn't say anything specific, and the time was not fixed. He said he would just invite you alone and you just look at the arrangements." Li Qi thought for a moment and agreed: "Tell Boss Lu, I'll go find him at ten o'clock tonight."

..

At half past seven, Boss Lu closed the bookstore, put up his desk, picked up his pen, and continued writing the sequel to "Xiushuang Collection". He wrote for two hours and barely managed to write one page. After writing it, he read it himself, and Boss Lu tore up the manuscript.

The price of a volume of "Xiushuang Collection" is eight Huan Guo notes, and there are thirty-six stories in one volume. If it were written at this level, Boss Lu would feel that he was not worthy of the money spent on the book.

Seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Boss Lu had made tea, boiled the wine, and prepared refreshments and snacks. The closing sign was still hanging, but he opened the door of the bookstore. Not long after, Li Qi entered the bookstore, and Boss Lu stood up to greet him.

"Seventh Master, here we come!"

Li Banfeng nodded and said with a smile: "Boss Lu personally came to the door and posted the message. How could Li not come?" Mr. Qi, please sit down. Do you want to drink wine or tea? "

"The guest does as the host does."

"Then let's have some wine and tea." Boss Lu poured tea with one hand and poured wine with the other. The two of them sat in the lobby of the bookstore, guarding more than a dozen shelves of books, chatting while eating, and talked about new works by famous artists. Boss Lu deliberately mentioned "Jade" Fragrance Notes".

"Master Qi, do you think "Jade Fragrance" compares with "Xiushuang Collection", which one is better?"

Li Banfeng shook his head slightly: "The Yuxiang Ji is a long novel, and the Xiu Shuang Collection is a collection of essays, not a series of articles. How can we compare them together." "We don't talk about the number of ways, only the narrative. Which book has a better story? ”

Li Banfeng drank a cup of tea first and then a cup of wine, and then he reviewed it carefully: "According to the chronology, when Xiu Shuang compiled the book, there were no similar works. This was the work that established the sect, and indeed no one could do it at the time. Comparable to it.”

Boss Lu shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter the year, or whether it was written sooner or later, let's compare them together."

"If we have to compare them together, later generations have learned from the techniques and techniques of their predecessors, improved and innovated them, and what they wrote is naturally more beautiful than their predecessors." Boss Lu drank a glass of wine and nodded repeatedly.

Although this sounds sad, Boss Lu admits that "Jade Fragrance" is better than "Xiushuang Collection", and Li Banfeng's explanation is acceptable to Boss Lu. Zhang Xiuling has the advantage of the latecomers, not because Her strength exceeds her own.

Boss Lu valued Li Banfeng's comments, but Li Banfeng was still waiting for Boss Lu to get to the point.

He certainly didn't invite me here today to discuss literature. Could it be that he wanted to tell the truth about Little Fatty? Boss Lu took out a stack of paper: "Master Qi, please take a look."

Li Banfeng took the paper and guessed that the topic was coming.

But when I opened it, I saw that it was the manuscript of the sequel to "Xiushuang Collection". Li Banfeng asked: "Who wrote this?"

Boss Lu smiled and said: "It was written by a friend who was quite famous in the literary world at that time. I have been thinking about it these days and want to add a sequel to "Xiushuang Collection"." Are you still discussing literature?

Could it be that this friend he was talking about was the main topic tonight?

Li Banfeng carefully read through the sequel and gave an evaluation: "The dog's tail continues the mink." Boss Lu shuddered and almost dropped his wine glass: "Seventh Master, why do you say this?"

"Please tell this friend, please, tell him to stop writing books. "Xiushuang Collection" is a masterpiece, and there is no room for such nondescript sequels. Let's take a look at the original story of "Xiushuang Collection". The context is bizarre, twists and turns, and is beautiful. Every layer is fascinating, how can there be so many twists and turns?

Look at how the first story of this sequel is written. The male and female protagonists can't even speak clearly. A simple thing can give rise to so many misunderstandings. This kind of vulgar plot has to be copied from "Xiushuang Ji". Does this person think too highly of himself? "

Boss Lu pursed his lips and defended: "Don't several famous writers nowadays, such as Zhang Xiuling and Shen Rongqing, all write in this way? There is also such a story in "Jade Fragrance Notes",

This way of writing can portray the emotional twists and turns and gains more clearly."

Li Banfeng smiled: "So, this friend of yours cannot write "Xiushuang Collection". Since the famous writer who wrote "Xiushuang Collection" can establish a sect, do you ask him if he cares about other people's writing methods? Can he imitate other people's writing styles? Can he put long-form formulas into short stories?

Your friend only relies on this ability to continue writing "Xiushuang Collection" and wants to touch the famous porcelain generation. Is it wronging him to say that he does not overestimate his abilities? "

Click!

The wine bottle in Boss Lu's hand was broken.

"What's going on?" Li Banfeng was stunned for a moment.

Boss Lu threw the broken wine bottle aside and brought a new one. After everything was cleaned up, he began to rub his face vigorously.

His mouth was twisted because of the anger, and he rubbed it for a long time before he straightened it out.

"What Master Qi said is that this person overestimates his own abilities!" Boss Lu brought out paper and pen, "Can Master Qi please give me careful guidance as to what is wrong with my writing? I will truthfully convey it to my friend."

friend. "

Boss Lu has been discussing literature, and Li Banfeng accompanied him in the discussion. He gave his opinions seriously, and Boss Lu took notes carefully.

In a blink of an eye, it was twelve o'clock. Mr. Kong Fang came to the door of the bookstore with a bamboo hat, opened the door and walked in.

Ding~

Li Banfeng heard the door knock and looked back. His sight was blocked by the bookshelf.

Boss Lu shook his head and said: "Don't worry about it. I guess someone didn't see the closing sign. I'll ask a waiter to send him away." Yes

Mr. Kong Fang entered the bookstore. He didn't see Li Banfeng, nor did he see the table full of wine and tea. He only saw Boss Lu stepping on the ladder and tidying up the bookshelf alone.

Boss Lu looked at Mr. Kong Fang: "We are closed. If you want to buy books, please come early tomorrow."

Mr. Kong Fang laughed: "Old Zhou, I came here in person. Is it appropriate for you to say we are closing now?"

"Not closing now, we closed a long time ago." Boss Lu was tidying up the bookshelf seriously.

Li Banfeng just felt that someone entered the bookstore, but in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared again.

Boss Lu sat opposite, still checking his notes: "Seventh Master, how did you say the sixth chapter of the second volume should be revised?"

Li Banfeng was about to turn his thoughts back to "Xiu Shuang Ji", but he heard some sounds from upstairs

Squeak, creak, creak~

Li Banfeng raised his head slightly, and Boss Lu said: "These two days, there are more termites in the bookstore, and they eat the wood at night. Seventh Master, let's continue with the sixth chapter." Li Banfeng felt that it was not the sound of termites.

The window in the warehouse on the second floor opened, Du Wenming followed the window, slid into the outer room, quickly opened the door of the inner room, and scanned the room. He did not see Yu Yaoming, but saw Boss Lu pulling open the bed curtain, sitting on the bed and said: "Looking for me?"

Mr. Kong Fang was downstairs, watching Boss Lu tidying up the bookshelf. He was not in a hurry to do it. His purpose was to buy time for Du Wenming.

"Old Zhou, we haven't seen each other for so many years, why are you treating me like this?"

Boss Lu turned around and looked at Mr. Kong Fang: "Do we know each other?"

"How can you say we don't know each other? We used to..."

"We are really closed. If you have anything to say, let's talk tomorrow."

Boss Lu was about to see the guest off when there was a sound of fighting upstairs.

Du Wenming made a move upstairs.

Mr. Kong Fang was a little surprised. According to what Du Wenming said, Yu Yaoming's cultivation was not high, so Du Wenming didn't need to make such a big noise.

An accident happened upstairs?

Mr. Kong Fang pointed upstairs: "Did you send a thief? I'll go and check for you?"

Boss Lu walked down the ladder and shook his head and said: "The second floor is the storehouse of the small shop, no outsiders are allowed to enter."

"I'm not an outsider, I'm your friend." Mr. Kong Fang moved his toes, as if he was going upstairs.

Boss Lu appeared at the door of the warehouse on the second floor, holding an old book in his hand: "I really can't remember having a friend like you."

Mr. Kong Fang waved his hand and threw out two copper coins, which flew towards Boss Lu.

This copper coin could not be parried. Even if Boss Lu used words to summon a wall three feet behind, it would be easily penetrated by the copper coin.

But if Boss Lu chose to dodge, it would be equivalent to giving up the stairs.

Boss Lu did not dodge, and shook the old book in his hand.

The dust on the old book scattered in the air and gathered into the word "door".

The two copper coins flew into the "door" and disappeared.

Mr. Kong Fang flew to the second floor from left to right, intending to use steel coins to smash the wall of the second floor.

The flying speed of the copper coin was extremely fast, and he expected that Boss Lu could only block one copper coin.

Boss Lu stood in place and wrote the word "collect" in the air with his fingers, and both copper coins fell into his hands.

Mr. Kong Fang nodded: "After so many years of not fighting, your quality is not worse than before. Unfortunately, I am not the same as I was then."

After saying that, Mr. Kong Fang pulled off three tassels from his hat, from the index finger to the little finger, one for each finger.

The tassels stretched out like three golden snakes, and pounced on Boss Lu's face. The copper coins on the tassels shook, and the harsh collision sound interfered with Boss Lu's judgment.

It was definitely too late to write temporarily. Boss Lu opened the book, and the words on the book flew out one after another, fighting with the three tassels.

The combat power of these three tassels was obviously better than the words released by Boss Lu. A whole page of words was quickly smashed to pieces by the tassels, and even the book in Boss Lu's hand was smashed by the tassels.

"The book is broken, what else can you use to fight me?" Mr. Kong Fang jumped up to the second floor.

Boss Lu waved his hand, and two bottles of glue flew down from the first floor. One bottle was used to glue books, and the other bottle was used to glue Mr. Kong Fang's shoe soles. Glue shoes?

Mr. Kong Fang almost laughed out loud: "Old Zhou, you are good at this, but your brain is really useless. Selling books here every day, have you become stupid?"

He took off his shoes directly, and his body was suspended in the air. With a flick of his fingertips, the copper coins on the three tassels flew out and hit Boss Lu all over his body.

He didn't hide?

Mr. Kong Fang was startled and saw that Boss Lu was bleeding.

The blood was not red, but black.

Mr. Kong Fang murmured: "Aren't you Zhou Badou?"

Boss Lu shook his body: "I don't know you, but I know you this time."

After that, "Boss Lu" became flat, his limbs twisted and stretched, and his body was full of holes. The whole person turned into a "Zhou" character, turned into a pool of ink, and remained on the ground.

Is this a word written by Zhou Badou?

Just a word?

Mr. Kong Fang's thoughts were a little fuzzy, and he couldn't accept this situation.

He kept repeating one sentence: "We have been famous for so many years, and our methods should be equal, they should be equal..." This situation was obviously not equal, and Mr. Kong Fang didn't think about it anymore, and quickly opened the door of the warehouse.

The warehouse is divided into an inner and outer room. Kong Fang walked through the outer room and pushed open the door of the inner room. He saw Du Wenming was covered with ink and trapped on the ground.

He had thought about letting Du Wenming suffer a little loss, killing his arrogance, and learning some experience, but he never thought of letting Du Wenming be captured alive by the enemy. Mr. Kong Fang rushed into the inner room and wanted to rescue Du Wenming. When he rushed over the threshold, the surrounding scenery changed.

The warehouse disappeared, and Mr. Kong Fang stood on the street.

On the frozen lakeside, a man wearing a black Zhongshan suit and a white scarf was reciting a poem between the slowly falling snowflakes: "Beautiful flowers are blooming at this time. The cold wind can't blow away the beauty of life, nor can it blow away my love for you."

A woman looked up at the man affectionately, tears rolling in her eyes. When the man finished reciting the poem, the first tear fell from the corner of her eye. Mr. Kong Fang knew where this was.

He was sent to the ink fragrance shop.

"I am as famous as him, so our methods should be comparable." He was still repeating this sentence. ...

In Lu's bookstore, Boss Lu had been discussing the details of the sequel with Li Banfeng, and he never left. The two discussed until dawn, and Boss Lu had a lot of experience, so he was ready to close the bookstore for a day and concentrate on writing.

"Seventh Master, I will remember this friendship. If you need me in the future, just tell me." Boss Lu bowed deeply. Li Banfeng stood up to return the greeting. He first looked at the door and then upstairs.

He did know that someone had come in from the door last night, but he didn't know where that person had gone. He sensed that someone had entered the warehouse last night, but now he could not sense anything. Li Banfeng left the bookstore, returned to Xiaoyaowu, and rested for a day.

Boss Lu wrote until late at night, and was quite satisfied with the new work. After putting away the manuscript, he pushed the door and walked out of the bookstore. Outside the door was Kudaikan, and Boss Lu went to Piaoxiangyuan.

On the second floor of Piaoxiangyuan, Yu Yaoming was hugging people on both sides and was still drinking wine.

Boss Lu sent all the girls away and said to Yu Yaoming: "It's time to go back. I found a test subject for you." PS: Will Yu Yaoming succeed this time?