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Luo Tingfeng went downstairs and asked the proprietress where to sell the four treasures of the study, tables and stools.

Knowing that there was an ancient culture street just a few kilometers away, Luoting Feng rushed over non-stop.

After finding the ancient culture street, Luo Tingfeng inquired about a few shops, and only after several screenings did he buy a relatively cheap pair of four treasures of the study. But the cheapest pair is as high as 700 yuan. After that, he bought a stackable table and stool in another store.

After everything was done, Luo Tingfeng led the things and walked back. In the end, he chose to write and draw on an overpass above an intersection less than 700 meters from the hotel. Because there are only people on the overpass in the surrounding area, and some vendors are selling things.

He chose a corner location and began to set up tables and stools, and flutter paper. After preparing everything, he began to pour water and start grinding the inkstone.

Hold your head high and hold your pen with your sleeves flicked. Dip the ink and sprinkle it clearly, and slowly put down the pen. Luoting Feng slowly closed his eyes, feeling the wind on the overpass and the noise of the people around him. With a slight movement of the arm, each stroke seems so natural, so brisk.

In less than two minutes, "The pen is worth a thousand gold." A pair of large, lifelike characters appeared on the blank paper.

When the ink dried, he hung it aside.

"What should I write?" Luo Tingfeng took down a piece of paper again and leveled it, he looked down at the snow-white paper, and didn't know what to write for a while. After thinking for a long time, he slowly began to write.

"Tao begets one, life gives birth to two, two begets three, and three begets all things."

"Alone and desolate, self-controlled."

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After writing about 20 sheets, he began to slowly draw with his pen.

Nowadays, some famous ink paintings look extremely rigid. What he painted, on the other hand, was lifelike, as if it were alive.

More than five hours have passed, and the paper of calligraphy and painting has been piled up with the thickness of the index finger, and finally ushered in the first customer.

This is a gray-haired, wrinkled grandfather in his seventies.

The old man asked, leaning on a wooden cane, pursing his lips and looking at the unfinished painting on the table; "Boss, what do you sell here?" Although the old man is over half a hundred years old, he is extremely eloquent.

Luoting Feng stopped the pen and returned the pen to its original place. He looked up at the old man with a smile and said; "Words and ink paintings."

The old man had a smile on his face, and he didn't know that for decades, there were no more people selling calligraphy and paintings on the streets in the morning market. And these are the memories of the older generation, and now that they are encountered again, they can't help but remind this old man of the past, he pursed his lips and said; "Then can you write me a word as I say?"

"Okay."

"How much is a word?" The old man's slightly trembling right hand slowly touched his waist bag.

Luo Tingfeng put on a new piece of paper, held the pen and dipped it in ink, and he raised the brush before responding; "Everything is according to fate, you can give as much as you want."

The old man took out a stack of change from his bag, put his body on the table and said; "I only have seventy dollars on me, so I'll give them all to you."

Because the wind was too strong, Luo Tingfeng raised his hand to press the paperweight on the change, and then asked; "What do you want to write?"

The old man's eyes flashed with memory, the wrinkles on his face trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice; "I know that I am always in love, and I look forward to the sound of the river."

"Okay." Luotingfeng took the pen lightly and began to write slowly.

A few minutes later, the calligraphy was done. Luo Tingfeng picked it up, dried it in the wind, and then handed it to the old man.

"Thank you." The old man held the word in his hand and walked to the side with a small step and a cane.

Luo Tingfeng thought that it would be a good start after a guest came, but unexpectedly, he didn't buy it again for eight days, and there wasn't even a single person who asked.

When the sky was dark, the vendors on the overpass began to close their stalls one after another, but Luo Tingfeng did not move, and after more than an hour, he shook his head and sighed, and it was another day that no one cared about. He packed everything up and started walking back.

But today is a little different from the past, and the wind is blocked at the entrance of the alley. Less than ten meters in front of him, there were four exposed women who were violently assaulting a man in a suit. No.... It can't be said to be violence, they surround the man and reach out and touch the clothes....

"Sister, this kid doesn't seem to have a wallet on him."

"No, I'm searching for it, he must have it with him."

"If it really doesn't work, let's rob it, this is a little fresh meat, I don't want to let him go like this."

"I agree with the third sister's statement, if it doesn't work, let's rob it."

Four women threw their hands up and down and touched the man, who seemed to be drunk and did not make much noise.

Luo Tingfeng was born as a decent person, and his concept is a bit like the kind in martial arts novels, where the road is uneven and pulls out a sword to help. Hearing that these four women wanted to rob the sex, he naturally couldn't put the matter aside, he put his things aside until he shouted in front of him; "Stop!"

The youngest woman also has the hottest temper. Hearing that someone was coming to stir up the situation, she turned around and scolded angrily; "Who bothered the old lady!"

In the dim light, I can still see the true face of this woman. When he saw the woman's true face, Luo Tingfeng almost didn't shout 'demon', and directly picked up the folding table on the side and threw it over. No way, this woman is too ugly.

The standard Chinese face, sofa special hairstyle, full of freckle removal text, a pair of small eyes, you really can't notice if you don't pay attention to it.

"Gollum~" Luo Tingfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and he reprimanded angrily; "In broad daylight, you shameless women are actually robbing again. Is there still a royal law in this world? ”

The woman stretched out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips, raised her eyebrows, threw a wink at Luo Tingfeng and said; "Yo, the little brother is pretty too. Do you want my sister to rob you too? ”

Luo Ting ignored the woman's flattering eyes, stretched out his index finger and pointed to the front and said with a straight face; "With me, none of you can rob you today."

The woman licked her tongue and stepped forward with a lewd smile; "Then let my sister try it!"

"Although I never hit a woman, don't force me!"

The woman kicked her nose and face, puffed up her chest and pointed at her A chest and smiled; "Hit, hit my sister. Let's see if I can give my sister a big fight. ”

"I can't bear it!" Luo Tingfeng was furious, his hands clenched into fists across his chest, and the crackling sound of his finger bones echoed through the alley.

The crackling sound that can make the finger bones crackle is unheard of, and it is so frightened that the woman does not dare to move.

"I'm giving you a chance, get out of here right now!"

"Sister, this person is not easy to deal with, hurry up!" The woman staggered back to the three women and said.

"Is there an old lady's knife that is difficult to deal with?" The eldest woman pulled out the butterfly knife at her waist and turned her head to glare at the visitor.

"Bang!" Luo Tingfeng slammed his fist sideways against the wall, and his fist sank into the wall by more than half an inch, which scared the four women into not daring to move.

A punch can be smashed into a wall, and it takes a lot of force. If such a fist falls on your delicate body, then you have to do it!

"Let's go... Let's go..."The boss didn't care about the robbery, and hurriedly took a stout leg and fled into the distance.

"Sister, wait for me." Seeing that their eldest sister had run away, the rest of the women followed tremblingly, for fear that Luo Tingfeng would catch up with them.