Chapter 281: Easy to Accept Disciples

Shilipu, Liu Qingxi's house, inexplicably holding the letter: "May I ask who you are? Who gave me this letter?"

"Miss Liu, our old man asked the little one to deliver it in person, and it must be handed over to you, you will understand when you see it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

I saw a few big characters on the envelope, and Miss Liu opened it herself.

The content first introduces who she is, then mentions the new adobe house built after the earthquake, and then finally asks if she would like to be her apprentice.

What is this, Liu Qingxi didn't understand what it meant at all, she didn't know who this old man was at all, how could she casually recognize a master.

"Miss Liu, our old man is a well-known master builder, and he can be described as a ...... of the house designed by his old man."

"Stop, stop!" The little girl's spitting narration didn't sound appealing to Liu Qingxi at all, because she wasn't interested at all.

"Why don't you go back first, and then give you an answer when I think about it?"

The little girl nodded like garlic: "Okay, okay, you can go directly to Yingjia in Lingjiang Province, or you can send a letter to the past, I will stay in the town for two days, if you think about it clearly, you can also directly hand over the letter to me." ā€

Liu Qingxi nodded and sent the person away.

Laughing as she walked, when did the people in the provincial city know her name......?

"Hey, Qingxi, what are you taking?" The young man who came towards him looked at the big words on the envelope, and his eyes sank.

The vigorous technique and smooth lines of the pen are not a day's work, which shows the depth of the writer's skills.

Such wrist strength is not done by women, then it can only be men.

The boy's wrist was slightly forced, the Adam's apple rolled, the saliva swallowing became more and more difficult, and the slightly raised arc of the corners of his mouth slowly stiffened.

"Who wrote to you?" pretending not to care, and then asked, the hand hidden under the sleeve of his shirt clenched into a fist.

The sound of clicking joints startled Liu Qingxi to raise his head: "Yang Yichen, what's wrong with you?"

"Heh, it's okay, you haven't answered my question yet?"

The girl, who had been puzzled since just now, finally had a partner to discuss: "Just now a little guy gave me this letter inexplicably." ā€

The young man's face stiffened and gradually turned blue, as if he was going to crush someone in the next moment.

Liu Qingxi didn't notice it, and continued to chatter in the young man's ear: "I just don't know who I should be, saying that he wants to take me as an apprentice." ā€

"What, take you as an apprentice?" Yang Yichen suspected that he had misheard.

"Yes, is there any problem? You see, it is written here, the surname is Ying, I don't know where this Ying family is, and the villagers of Shili Eight Villages who usually have the most contact with him, I don't know this person. ā€

In the invisible place, Yang Yichen's clenched fist slowly relaxed, and the eight nail marks in his palm were clearly visible, and there were faint beads of blood, and he didn't notice it.

The young man was full of satisfaction with the girl, and when he saw a few big words on the cover just now, his heart was trembling, what kind of man did this woman provoke?

But what is it? It's not a letter of courtship, it's a disciple? Who accepts an apprentice?

Yang Yichen's brain was running rapidly, and the surnames in his mind should be filtered one by one, and then he looked at the girl in front of him, he had a hand in building a house, and there was only one left for so long.

"Yang Yichen, do you think I should agree? But I don't know him at all, I don't know what his personality is, why am I a little scared? How did he find my family?"

She can't bear the result or consequence of a series of problems, in case the other party has malicious intentions, won't she be exposed under the nose of the enemy?

Who knew that Yang Yichen smiled slightly, and the moment the young man bloomed like an epiphany, the blind girl's eyes lit up, looking at him with starry eyes, and he couldn't wait to hold his pink heart in front of the other party.

Compared with the previous clear voice, it may have developed, and the boy's voice has a hint of hoarseness, which is not unpleasant, but more magnetic and intoxicating.

Liu Qingxi didn't know what Yang Yichen said, her whole heart was immersed in the young man's magnetic voice.

Holding his chin with both hands, he smirked and stared at Yang Yichen until the young man deliberately raised his voice.

"Ying Lao is a master of the construction industry in Lingjiang Province, he wants to take you as an apprentice, but it is a rare good thing, do you want to go? Of course I went. ā€

Yang Yichen cleared his throat slightly and coughed twice: "Don't talk about Lingjiang Province, in the entire Xiyue, this is also a big bull, if you can follow him, don't talk about questioning your ability in the future, in the construction industry, you can say whatever you want, no one dares to refute." ā€

What a great opportunity, how can you not take advantage of it?

At this point, Liu Qingxi can understand the eyes of the other party's little guy, and also know the true identity and status of this old man, as well as the rarity of this letter, how many people outside want to follow him.

So, is this shit luck? Modern little designers all rely on hard life to get by, and compared with such a big cow, there are too many things to learn.

"This old man is very proficient in feng shui, it can be said that no one has surpassed him so far, he has seen a lot of dignitaries, and it is difficult for someone to invite him, so Qingxi, you are very lucky. ā€

"Hahaha, okay, then I'll visit this architectural champion as soon as possible. ā€

"Don't worry, isn't the other party waiting for your letter? I didn't say that I have to go now, you reply to the letter first, and listen to Ying Lao's next arrangement. ā€

"Yes, yes, hehe, Ying Lao didn't let me go, so I'll wait first. Liu Qingxi kept giggling, and suddenly, she stuffed the messy things in her hand into Yang Yichen's hand: "You take it, I'll write a letter quickly." ā€

Yang Yichen: "......"

Can you not say that the wind is the rain? Anyway, I came to see her, and I didn't even get my little hand.

The little woman was so disobedient that she dared to leave him alone, hum!

She left him, it doesn't matter, he looks for him!

Hey, hey, Yang Yichen rarely showed a lewd and dick-like smile, and followed Liu Qingxi into the room.

If Yang Yichen's subordinates saw the appearance of the master's doglegs, there must be 10,000 *** galloping in their hearts, what kind of mess? Is this still their ruthless master?

However, a gust of cold wind swept by, and the guards hiding in the shadows, hiding in the branches of the trees, withdrew in a gray manner as Yang Yichen's cold air continued to exert pressure.

Liu Qingxi was only excited, how could he have time to deal with Yang Yichen, an existence like a fart?

When I raised my pen to write letters, I seemed to find that I couldn't write anything with this soft pen.

Well, she is good at using charcoal, and she can be literate, but she can't control it with a brush, the problem is that it is the first time to reply to a master in the architectural industry, and it is always more formal, which ......

Yang Yichen pretended to clear his throat and cover his mouth, and slowly walked behind the girl, his big slender hand with ten fingers wrapped around her ......