Yan Fang looked at Xiao Nan, and the eyes of the others also converged on him, wondering what kind of big business he was talking about.

At this time, the stewed meat was fragrant, and several wild birds on the Xunyue grill were also roasted golden, and the fat oozed out and fluttered.

Xiao Nan swallowed his saliva and said, "Or let's talk while eating." ”

"Wait a minute, it's almost hot, but it's almost there. Xun Yue's little face was as delicate as a half-opened rose against the backdrop of the flames.

Xiao Nan had no choice but to lick his lips, look left and right, and asked, "Which of you brought a pen and paper?"

"I have. 6 Miao Ying and the others all nodded.

Xiao Nan took out a small square table from the storage jade, but what he didn't expect was that 6 Miao Ying actually took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Xiao Nan picked up the brush and couldn't help but be stunned for a while, which he hadn't thought of before, "The brush? I haven't touched this thing for a long time, and when I was still studying, I occasionally practiced calligraphy." It's not accurate to say that you've practiced, it's more accurate to say that it's a whim, and it's more accurate to play for a while. ”

However, in the previous films and television, seeing the ancients splashing ink, that one was chic and atmospheric, and for no reason he looked up to him, and respected him again and again.

"What are you going to write about? I'll give you ink. 6 Miao Ying approached obediently, leaned over to the table, and took out the water and dripped it into the inkstone.

Seeing her Yin Yin's actions, Xiao Nan couldn't help but laugh out loud, and secretly said in his heart: "What am I writing?

"What are you smiling at? You idiot. 6 Miao Ying's tender affection for him, which was finally brewed, dissipated in an instant.

Xiao Nan raised his eyebrows, playfully, coughed lightly, then shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, and finally solemnized his expression, showing solemnity and pathos.

He picked up the brush very irregularly, stained the inkstone with ink, unfolded the page, and was about to put down the pen, but the heat wave from the raging fire lifted the corner of the paper again, and his brows just wrinkled.

"Wait, I'll help you. Wei Shuangqi got up quickly, so that Wei Shuangqi, who was clinging to her shoulder, almost rolled over unprepared.

Wei Shuangling came to Xiao Nan's other side, stretched out his slender hand, helped him re-flatten and held down the white paper.

This scene made everyone on the hill sigh: These are the two most prestigious and beautiful women in Chongyang Da 6, what kind of virtue can this kid do, and he can make the two girls recommend themselves for him.

This small episode disrupted the rhythm of Xiao Nan's desire to express his emotions, so he re-did the beginning of the process again, shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders.

"Pretending, do you write or not?" Wei Shuangqi also leaned closer, muttering impatiently.

At this time, he was also surrounded by people, two beauties who were famous all over the world, one for him to study ink, the other for his paperweight, plus his own coquettish style, presumably the writing was extraordinary, maybe it was still a wonderful book that shocked the world and wept ghosts and gods.

But when he stammered and wrote a few words one by one, everyone was dumbfounded: what is this writing!

6 Miao Ying looked at it, feeling embarrassed all over, wanting to laugh and cry, "This bastard, you're not afraid of losing face, I'm still afraid." ”

Wei Shuangling's eyes were also stunned, he looked at the pen that was crawling on the paper, and then looked at Xiao Nan, who had a solemn appearance. She knew that Xiao Nan liked to mess around, but every time she messed around, she had her own special fun. But she hadn't found the fun in it yet.

"What are you painting on the ghost?" Wei Shuangqi looked at the crooked words, his heart was full of disdain.

Some of the people around him were already shaking their heads and leaving, all feeling like he was being teased.

As cultivators, hundreds or thousands of years old, they are naturally well-informed, although they have not studied their pure culture, but they have also accumulated a lot of cultural literacy due to the precipitation of time over the years.

Xun Qianhu on the side was also puzzled, but she looked at the words written like a child who was learning to read and write, and after a few lines, she couldn't help but murmur aloud.

As soon as she read a few words, she felt a magical hot current flowing through her body, and her heart was suddenly excited.

Those who heard it next to me also felt the same way

Received, and then it was pronounced, one, two, three...... , the sound is in harmony with one place, the more you read, the more powerful, the more sonorous.

The departing people gathered around again and joined in the harmony, and the sound was tragic, only to reverberate in all directions.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, the high hall mirror is sad and white, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. ”

At the thought of this, everyone's hearts trembled.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink. ”

At this point, the heroic feelings suddenly rose, and the sound of singing in unison showed a hearty meaning.

"Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope to be drunk and do not want to wake up. The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years. What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman. Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

The ode vibrated Lin Yue, as if the whole space was sticky by the stirring feelings in the poem, and the people who sang in unison were stretched out and drunk in the heaviness of this wonderful text.

Xiao Nan put down his pen, looked around at everyone, grinned discordantly, and said contrivedly: "Xiao 6, Xiao Wei, bring me wine!"

The two women got up and just looked at him, as if they were looking at the most familiar stranger.

The people who looked at him with the same gaze were Xun Yue, the meat on the grill was cooked, and she was dragged away from the fire, and she had joined in the chanting of the crowd earlier.

"Sit down, everybody, I have business to discuss with you. Xiao Nan waved at the crowd looking at him.

The passion of everyone was not gone, and when they heard the words, they had to go back to their places and set up the table, and several people had already gone to Sheng Shan Tingting and Zhou Qing to make the broth.

"Sister Miaoying, put this paper away. Wei Shuangling came back to his senses and reminded 6 Miao Yingdao.

"Wait!" Xun Qianhu suddenly pushed Xiao Nan to the side, she also took out a piece of paper and put it on the table, lifted the brush, dipped it in ink, and copied it against Xiao Nan's ugly book.

"I'm going to make a copy of it too. Wei Shuangqi on the other side also pushed Xiao Nan back, squeezed to Xun Qianhu's side and said.

"Hmph!" Xun Yue pouted dissatisfiedly, "Don't you think his handwriting is ugly now?"

In fact, at the beginning, she herself felt that Xiao Nan's handwriting was very embarrassing.

"I think I'm very good at writing, huh?" Xiao Nan said with a serious eyebrow.

Wei Shuangqi made a vomiting gesture when he heard this, "I want to vomit when you are ugly." ”

"Isn't this what it is? Without a ten-year or eight-year foundation, can you be so ugly and so powerful?"

When a few people heard what he said, they only rolled their eyes and didn't care about him.

Seeing that the table was occupied, he tinkered with it for a long time, and he hadn't done anything serious, so he had to say to 6 Miaoying: "Give me another piece of paper, no pen and ink." ”

After setting up a table and spreading out the paper, Xiao Nan looked next to the fire and leaned over to find a blackened charcoal.

"What are you going to do?" 6 asked softly.

At this time, Wei Shuangling also took out a square table, on which Xun Yue cut the barbecue and put it on the plate.

But the eyes of several people turned to Xiao Nan from time to time, Xiao Nan smiled at the 6 Miao Ying who asked the question, 6 Miao Ying's face flushed, and the other two women also pursed their lips and smiled.

I saw his fingers lightly grasping the charcoal, sketching and smearing on the white paper, and a clear outline appeared in a few moments.

"Is this a costume?"

Xiao Nan hummed lightly and continued to draw next to the first picture, this time drawing a person wearing the same costume as before.

He already has some sketching skills, and he is very handy at drawing these simple things.

Xun Yue looked over and said in surprise: "You can still paint, the real image of painting." ”

It is indeed very similar, Wei Shuangling also looked at it intently, and said softly in surprise: "I seem to have seen this costume you painted somewhere." ”

6 Miao Ying put her mouth to her ear and said, "It's the ones who put it in your watch." ”

Wei Shuangling suddenly realized, but he was also very puzzled in his heart, not knowing what tricks he was going to play.

Xiao Nan really wanted to design a set of clothes, he concentrated on drawing several pictures and changing several pieces of paper.

At this time, Xun Qianhu, Wei Shuangqi, Dong Guo Jing and others also sat around him, watching him sketch while eating.

"Xiao Nan, let's eat first, the freshly roasted meat is delicious. Xun Yue looked at Xiao Nan who was concentrating helplessly and said.

When Xiao Nan heard this, he didn't say anything, but opened his mouth to her who spoke.

"You, you ....... Unconvinced, she wanted to reprimand him for this kind of picky behavior, but in the end, she still reluctantly picked a piece of lean meat and put it in his mouth.

What others would think about this, Xiao Nan didn't know, but he felt that this was the most natural thing, so he still focused on what he was doing.

For example, who is the most emotional? But seeing Xun Qianhu's gaze, one moment to the right, and a moment to the left.

I just ate and painted, sometimes humming for the crispy food on the outside and tender on the inside, and sometimes shaking my head for the design in the painting.

Half an hour later, he threw the charcoal pen again, spread several pieces of paper on the table in turn, breathed a sigh of relief, relieved his nerves, and reached sideways to take the pieces of meat on the table beside him.

Seeing this, Xun Yue blocked it with his hand, "Don't, look at your hand." ”

Xiao Nan grinned, understood, pointed to a few words on the table, and said to the few people around him: "You guys help to take a look, I think that costume looks better and is more suitable for marching and fighting, choose one." ”

From these pictures, there are three styles that are most obvious, one is the most common plain waist robe in this world, but some changes have been made in the painting, such as the robe is more close-fitting, and the original wide sleeves have also been reduced in size.

Another style is: I only see the clothes on the upper body and the pants on the lower body, and there is no robe on the outside, although it is very simple, but it is slightly weird to the world.

The third is a combination of the first two, which has both the elegant and smooth feeling of the first and the simple and comfortable feeling of the second.

Some are like ancient night clothes in movies and television, but they are a little looser, showing their ability and freshness.

"I think this looks good. Xun Qianhu refers to the third plan that Xiao Nan also approves.

"That's what I'm going to do. ”

The women all put their fingers on the drawing.

"Then set this one, are you sure?" Xiao Nan looked around at a few people and asked solemnly.

Everyone nodded.

Xiao Nan picked up the piece of paper with satisfaction, looked at Yan Fang and Yuan Hong on the opposite side and beckoned, "Brother Yan, you two come over for a while." ”

The two came to the side, Shan Tingting and Zhou Qing also followed, Xiao Nan handed the paper to Yan Fang, and said, "There are so many people in Qicheng, can you find a woman who sews clothes?"

"When people can, I have seen several workshops for sewing clothes, one of which often comes and goes with Yan Xiuyun, and many children's clothes are made by Yan Xiuyun to them. Yan Fang passed the paper to Shan Tingting.

"It's curious, but it's beautiful. Shan Tingting has been thinking about and sighing about the situation on Xiao Nan's side.

"Brother Xiao, what should I do with this size, how many sets should I make?" Yan Fang asked after sitting down.

"The size, you have to find someone to measure the size, but there are only a few models, large, medium, small, a total of 10,000 sets. ”

"What?"

"Ten thousand?"

"Brother Xiao, why are you doing so much?"

The people around him were boiling.

"More than 2,000 people have to wear this garment, and the clothes are uniform, so that they can look like a fighting army. ”

Seeing that no one answered, he continued: "Look at the thousands of people, dressed in all kinds of clothes, and look messy, who knows that we are together when the time comes? The role of uniform clothing can unite the hearts of the army, and make them have a sense of honor and disgrace, and so on." ”

"I agree with Brother Xiao's idea, and Brother Xiao will also assign a set to each of us. ”

Xiao Nan looked at the prestige of the words, and he was quite surprised, because it was the handsome and unusually handsome Gu Jiao who spoke, and it was the first time that this exotic prince had spoken to Xiao Nan.