Chapter 168 "A Thousand Miles to Ride Alone" HD Remastered (Add 8/8 for Zhuxia Ghosts)

Everyone understands Ma Liang's painting.

Liu Chan couldn't help but be surprised and delighted when he saw Guan Yu on this silk painting, like a real person.

"Okay, okay, with this, Ah ...... God will rejoice. โ€

He carefully held the silk painting in his hand, jumped back into the house, carefully closed the door first, and soaked a bowl of instant noodles.

After a familiar burst of vertigo, he was in a familiar Internet cafรฉ again.

Qi Jinjin is now the boss, and the work of the network management is naturally handed over to the younger brother, and he leisurely uses the computer in the hall to watch the TV series, keeping his aunt smiling throughout the whole process.

Liu Chan leaned over innocently, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, which frightened Qi Jinjin suddenly became excited.

Seeing that it was Liu Chan, she breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily:

"Stinky boy, why am I beating you, it's very scary for a woman to be disturbed when she's serious, you know?"

Liu Chan was confused, but nodded honestly:

"Understood-Sister, I brought the painting you wanted!"

Today's on-duty network manager on the day shift is Huang Hao,

He was bored playing with his mobile phone, and when he heard Liu Chan's voice, he quickly raised his head.

He saw that Liu Chan was holding something that seemed to be calligraphy and painting in his hand, and he said in his heart that there must be some mystery hidden in it.

The boss must not fall deeper and deeper, out of control.

He jumped up and down in front of Liu Chan and grinned at Liu Chan with a kind smile:

"Emperor Dou, it's been a long time, it's been a long time."

Liu Chan also nodded, and said kindly:

"Brother Huang has been gone for a long time, I will send a scroll of paintings to Sister A, and I will invite Brother Huang to watch it together."

Qi Jinjin smiled happily:

"Yes, Rhubarb, you can also palm your eyes - show you, this is the real portrait of Guan Gong on your road!"

Huang Hao took the silk painting with a solemn face, pinched it gently, and said strangely:

"It's not paper, it's ...... Is it silk?

Wow, big guy! โ€

As a person who has been mixed in the road, Huang Hao heard that the painting in it was Guan Gong, so he quickly recited it silently and carefully unfolded the painting.

Ma Liang was entrusted by Liu Chan to paint the portrait of Guan Gong, and naturally spared no expense.

This Guan Gong statue is made of cinnabar, stone blue and other mineral pigments to bring out rich colors, black is with good ink, white is with white fen, heavy color and thick ink are intertwined, a pair of Guan Gong portrait painting domineering and cold, Rao is Liu Chan has seen it before, it is still amazing.

But Huang Hao and Qi Jinjin's expressions suddenly froze.

After being silent for about a minute, the corners of Qi Jinjin's mouth twitched:

"This ...... Does it mean that my family's "A Thousand Miles to Ride Alone" is real? โ€

Liu Chan told Ma Liang before that he had equipped Guan Gong with advanced equipment such as sunglasses, sapper shovels, and bicycles.

Ma Liang naturally understands that Guan Gong in this painting is wearing a stab-proof vest, sunglasses, a sapper shovel on his back, riding a bicycle, and a fire axe tied to the back of the car.

In front of Guan Yu, Cao Ren, the general of the Wei army who was covered in armor, looked frightened and bowed to the ground.

In the distance, Cao Cao hugged his head and leaned back, making a head wind attack,

Cao Cao also had a few casually drawn scribes around him supporting Cao Cao, not daring to look at Guan Yu's domineering expression at all.

And the most arrogant thing is that Guan Yu only holds the handlebar with one hand, and holds a fiery red can to his mouth with the other.

looks at the world, and does not put the image of everyone in the eyes of the Quartet.

Of course, Ma Liang knew that this painting was dedicated to Haotian God by Liu Chan, and deliberately used white ash to paint layers of righteousness on the top of the painting Haotian God.

From the righteousness of God, red cans, boxes of instant noodles, and packets of spicy strips fell from the sky.

The generals of the Han army knelt on the ground one after another to pick up these rewards from heaven, and naturally believed in the God of Haotian.

"How's it going, how is this painting?"

Liu Chan was very satisfied with Ma Liang's painting work anyway.

In the past, his paintings emphasized freehand, but Ma Liang's paintings were quite realistic.

Guan Yu wore sunglasses and drank Coke, and the image of not taking everyone in his eyes jumped on.

Even the characters on the Coke can are perfectly drawn, and they are really masterpiece, and I can't find any fault with them.

"Hey, it's terrible, it's terrible."

Huang Hao was really stunned.

Although he has no culture, he can also see that the craftsmanship of this silk painting is extraordinary.

Not to mention anything else, who is so idle these days that they have nothing to paint with silk?

And draw such funny content......

This kid is really rich.

Qi Jinjin probably understood what was going on at this time, she raised her forehead and sighed:

"Good painting, good painting, announced, this painting is the treasure of our town store-

Rhubarb, quickly frame him and hang it up, this will be the real body of Guan Erye in the future. โ€

"Yes, is there anything wrong?"

Liu Chan also seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little weird, Qi Jinjin was helpless, and returned to the front desk to get a small box.

"Well, this is a camera phone I specially bought, and it's ...... Let's use this anyway! โ€

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Sending Huang Hao away, Qi Jinjin took Liu Chan back to the warehouse and carefully took out a flower pot from inside.

She shook the flower pot in front of Liu Chan's eyes, and said solemnly:

"This is Sister, I stole it from the greenhouse of our college...... Loaned sweet potatoes,

It is said to be a new variety that has been developed over a long period of time to resist degradation and high yield.

You see if you can take it back first, and then you can bring it back and see if you can feed it.

If all is good, I will provide you with a large number of sweet potato seedlings, which you can plant in a place where there is not much precipitation and the land is barren.

My father's family was poor when he was a child, and eating this at a time could solve the major problem of making ends meet.

Well, by the way, there's also the Sunshine Tomatoes from Limagran, which taste great.

But...... Who knows what strange unfolds you'll have as you travel through the past,

If these agricultural products can't be grown, Sister I'm really helpless. โ€

Liu Chan held this flower pot, looked at the green plants inside, and suddenly felt a huge pressure on his body.

"It's freezing in our place, this, take this pot, you won't be frozen to death, right?"

"Without further ado." Qi Jinjin said helplessly, "When you plough in the spring, it will be too late for me to provide you with seeds.

You go back first, try to find a warmer place, as long as the pot of sweet potato seedlings does not wilt quickly, it means that it can continue to produce. โ€

"Otherwise, I will risk my life to provide you with a lot of seeds and seedlings in the spring of next year, and it will be miserable if you can't plant them.

Maybe I'm going to have my meter checked. โ€

Liu Chan nodded solemnly and said with a wry smile:

"Sister is so good to me."

Qi Jinjin blushed rarely, patted the soil on his hands, and said proudly:

"After all, not everyone has the opportunity to come into contact with the traverser,

Although I don't like you very much in history, you are quite cute now. โ€

"Moreover, who made you my investor, in the future, this girl will have to hug the thigh of the Dou Emperor and make a fortune!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

Liu Chan couldn't stop nodding, and the sweet potato seedlings in the flower pot in his hand were also shaking.

He was afraid that he would ruin the sweet potato seedlings, so he hurriedly grabbed the flower pot, told Qi Jinjin to wait a while, and crashed into the wall when he came with a bit of a resolute thought.

After a familiar burst of vertigo, Liu Chan returned to his room.

The surrounding temperature plummeted, and Liu Chan hurriedly pulled off his down jacket to protect this precious sweet potato seedling.

The last time he couldn't get through the wall with a cat in his arms, this time he was able to get through with a sapling.

Looking at the delicate seedlings in the flower pot, Liu Chan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I must do it, I am still waiting for you to save the world!

As early as the Qin Dynasty and even beyond, humans had invented such things as fire walls and fireplaces.

Liu Chan lives in Mi Fang's mansion, and these things are naturally complete.

But now it is daytime, and there is no fire as usual,

Liu Chan was afraid that the sweet potato seedlings would freeze to death, so he hurriedly asked someone to light a charcoal fire, and said that in the future, there would be no interruption day and night, and no one should maintain the temperature in the house.

Even, he deliberately moved this flower pot to his couch and put it next to his pillow.

When everything was arranged, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to go back to see Qi Jinjin, Zhuge Qiao's voice came from outside.

"Shizi, are you there?"

Hearing Zhuge Qiao's voice, Liu Chan knew that it was not good.

"I'm here, come in."

Zhuge Qiao tiptoed into the door, saw Liu Chan's solemn face, and said with a wry smile:

"Well, it's actually Mrs. Sun's business, I'm a foreign minister, so I shouldn't have said much.

But after thinking about it, you should still say more. โ€

"When the foreign minister was in Soochow, he often heard people say that Mrs. Sun missed her son, often cried late at night, and couldn't sleep.

Now Sun Quan wants to send Mrs. Sun back to Jingzhou, and the prince has to be resettled, so let everyone in Jingzhou ...... It's embarrassing for Mrs. Sun. โ€

At that time, Mrs. Sun was arrogant, firstly because of her temperament, and secondly, because Sun was powerful, and Liu Bei had to meet Sun Quan in person to discuss some big and small affairs.

But now, as Liu Chan said, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi,

After this ** beating, Sun Quan has already declared himself a minister to Liu Bei, and his sister is solid, and his posture is very low.

In addition, Mrs. Sun is getting older, and she definitely can't be as high-flying as when she was a girl.

She came to Jingzhou, and it was already very benevolent and righteous for Jingzhou, who had been bullied by her, not to poison her secretly, and she would definitely not give her a good face.

As for Yizhou, it is impossible to go.

If he went, the Wu family, who was loyal to Liu Chan, didn't know how he would feel.

Sun Quan's move is to retreat into advance, and it is really good to use.

"Hey......"

Liu Chan also didn't know how to face his adoptive mother after many years.

He could only divert the topic and said:

"Okay, okay, let me ...... Ahh

Grandma must be taken care of properly, if those Jingzhou people are humiliated, how can I, a child, see people? โ€

Zhuge Qiao smiled at this time,

But then he frowned again:

"Speaking of Jingzhou people, Cheng Yuan just came to report that he had some conflicts with Pan Jun and Pan Chengming.

Does the prince want to let Ma Gong mediate? โ€

Liu Chan had heard the news of Ding Feng's victory and transfer to Wuling before, and had already ordered someone to summon the news that Wuling would properly settle these meritorious soldiers.

It is really unbelievable that Ding Feng's benevolent and stretchable temperament would conflict with others.

Pan Jun......

A large string of words immediately flashed in Liu Chan's mind, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"I forgot about this person, hey......

Don't bother Ma Gong, make a little preparation, and I'll go to Wuling in person tomorrow! โ€

Zhuge Qiao exclaimed:

"Shizi, this ...... You don't have to, right? โ€

"Why not?

Tomorrow, that's the big deal. โ€