Chapter 120: A stroke of the pen

Seeing that the young man still agreed with a smile on his face, Jinxiu soothed his anxious mood a little. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

It can be said that Jinxiu has been in a relatively irritable state, to be precise, after knowing that Uncle Wuxian came back, although Wuxian did not say when to leave, Jinxiu estimates, it will not be too far away, although Wuxiu's life experience and what he did are not clear, but both of them have some spectrum in their hearts, through the guidance of Wuxian's words from time to time and Jinxiu's guesses, even if the guess is not right, Jinxiu feels that it is probably not far from the truth.

Looking at the noisy street outside the door, Jinxiu found a sense of belonging again, her mood slowly precipitated, and the corners of her mouth also hung a leisurely smile.

"Girl, you want pen, ink and paper. The young man held the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and gently placed it on the counter, and saw the splendid embroidery that was in a daze outside the door, his clothes were flying, and three thousand green silk brushed his cheeks, this scene was like a painting! The young man couldn't help but soften his voice and called.

Jinxiu turned around, smiled at the young man with a good attitude, and swept past the young man's side to the counter, picked up the brush and straightened his posture and thought about it slightly, then he swayed freely under the pen, the pen walked the dragon and snake momentum is extraordinary, the young man did not rush forward to disturb, but stood not far away and watched the splendid pen like a god.

Although Han Yin can't see it, just looking at the momentum of the pen like the wind under the splendid embroidery, you can think that it must be not bad. As soon as he fell into his trance, he heard the fairy-like little girl talking to him with a gentle smile, Han Yin's cheeks flushed, and he smiled apologetically, "Sorry little girl, I just lost my mind and didn't hear what you said, can you repeat it?"

"It's okay, I have something to ask my brother, please make a cloak according to this pattern, I hope the finished product will not be too different from my pattern. The corners of Jinxiu's mouth pursed a gentle smile, and she was a little more patient with this young man who had a good impression.

"This is no problem, but the price is different, especially the skin of this black fox is not easy to find, plus the workmanship of your pattern is a bit complicated, and it will take some more time, you wait a minute, I will calculate." Han Yin said it in a clear and orderly manner, and Jinxiu just nodded lightly and stopped doing anything.

"Girl, it's thirty-six taels in total, and after erasing the odds, I'll charge you thirty-five taels, and besides, it will take about three to five days for this cloak to be ready. You can leave a deposit of 10 taels first, pick up the goods and then balance the money. Han Yin smiled gently, a little bookish.

"Okay, there's Brother Lao to worry about. With a smile, Jinxiu took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it to Han Yin, took Han Xin's handwritten list, and his narrow eyes crossed a trace of appreciation, and he couldn't find any other emotions.

"Yes, you go slowly. Han Yin sent Jinxiu to the door, and when he saw the people walking away, he felt a little lost in his heart.

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When Jinxiu drove the ox cart to the outside of the academy, he saw Junyi and Junyang waiting at the door, and there was no one else around.

"I'm sorry brother, Yangyang, I came a little late for some things just now, are you hungry? Cold?" Jinxiu's forehead was a little sweaty, but it did not damage the gentleness and elegance of Jinxiu, and the slightly upturned corners of her lips were very gentle, as if there were countless romances.