Han Jingxuan looked up at the man, took out the dagger from his arms and shook it, and said lightly: "Well, he said that he can't use it now, so he gave it to me!" This dagger is very easy to use! Cut the watermelon thief fast! One knife at a time! ”

When everyone heard this, they all subconsciously swallowed their breath, this short dagger stained with the blood of countless enemies, the short dagger that followed the general to fight countless battlefields, is now reduced to a knife for cutting watermelons, really, it is really a bit condescending.

Hu Ankang was happy: "After all, this short dagger has also experienced so many dangers, and it is a lot easier to follow Han Gongzi, I think the watermelon is quite sweet!" ”

"Tut, Brother Hu still understands me! Watermelon is sweet! After a few days, there is time to come to our Xinghualou in Jinhua Town, there are good things but you have not tasted! Han Jingxuan laughed heartily twice and put the dagger back in his arms.

I secretly admired my sister Han Feiyao in my heart, and sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person, although Hu Ankang didn't look out for anything, but this person and things were first-class.

Hu Ankang even patted the case and said: "Okay, in fact, I have long heard that Jinhua Town, next to the capital, has recently made some big noise, and the dishes on it are all ordinary people have not eaten, I have a friend who settled in Jinhua Town during a trip some time ago, saying that there is some fairy grass jelly!" I said I hadn't eaten it before, it was very cool, but I wanted to taste it!"

Yanzi and Han Jingxuan glanced at each other, they didn't expect this fairy grass jelly to be so popular, and everyone in the capital knew about it. It's a good opportunity, if there is no one in the capital, you can also expand these businesses to the capital in the future. The silver taels are even more profitable.

"That's it, and I also heard that there is a picture album recently, called Menghui and White Snake, which is also from Jinhua Town, and someone else gave me two copies at the front time, but after reading it, there will be no more!" Duan Feiyi, who was sitting opposite, also said.

"Why did this Jinhua Town produce so many interesting things during this time, everyone, if we have time to take a look?" One of them interjected.

Han Jingxuan looked at them talking, pursed his lips and smiled, peeled a grape and threw it into his mouth, and said slowly: "If you want to go to Jinhua Town to find us, we will live in Jinhua Town, and... And I know the owner of this Xinghualou and the library pavilion! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone reacted, and Han Jingxuan had been raised in Jinhua Town.

"Brother Han has eaten the dishes of this Xinghualou, and I have seen these two albums, and I heard that these two albums are particularly good! And this library has recently launched a fable picture album for children to read, which is about to be promoted to our capital! Yesterday, Brother Li from Sitong Pavilion told me that he was looking for them, but he didn't ask for them because he didn't think it was good! Duan Feiyi, who spoke just now, Duan Gongzi spoke again.

After a while, I saw Han Jingxuan snort coldly: "That's because he has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai!" With that, he slowly got up, stood beside the swallows, and bent down to speak slowly to them respectfully.

"Okay, let me introduce to you, the Zhao girl sitting next to me is the author of the White Snake, and so many new dishes in Xinghualou are also her ideas, she is the painter of the Library Pavilion, and the fable album was also her idea at the beginning!"

As Han Jingxuan's words fell, everyone who did it again widened their eyes, but they didn't expect that all these things were this girl's idea, and many people looked at the swallow carefully.

This girl isn't that old!

Hu Ankang blinked his eyes twice: "Dare to ask Miss Zhao Fangling?" Look like fifteen? ”

Yanzi nodded slowly: "Yes, fifteen." ”

Duan Feiyi was even more surprised, his right hand, which was originally hanging in front of him, slowly raised his eyes, his eyes widened, and he looked at the swallow and muttered: "I was fortunate to see the white snake before, and you painted the album?" The allegorical album is also you... Oh, Miss Zhao came up with it? ”

"Yes, just a little bit of thought!" Swallow nodded again.

The crowd was still amazed.

"Then I dare to ask Miss Zhao, who painted the dream book in your library, the author is Lao Cao in the column, could it be that he is really an old man?" Duan Feiyi asked cautiously.

Yanzi pursed her lips and smiled, turned her head to look at Han Jingxuan, and said unhurriedly: "Lao Cao is also in front of you, right, Han Gongzi!" Little old man!"

As soon as these words came out, Han Feiyao, who had not spoken, was directly dumbfounded, and just took a sip of water, he was directly choked, and coughed violently twice.

"Brother? Are you going to draw a picture book? Does Father know?" Han Feiyao turned his head to look at his brother, his father was upright, and what he hated most in his life was this kind of boring album, what kind of love and love.

Everyone also looked at Han Jingxuan, curious if this General Sima knew or not.

After a while, I saw Han Jingxuan nodding slowly and leisurely, and said lightly: "I know, and I told him that I met my father some time ago, and then I went back to Jinhua Town to go back to do my own thing!" Father, he agreed and supported me! ”

Agree or support?

Isn't it rumored in the capital that General Sima doesn't like him very much, and he never cares about raising him in Jinhua Town? How could he give the general his favorite dagger in his life again, and agree with him to do these things.

It seems that some of the rumors are not true.

"So, Master Han, you are also the painter of the Library Pavilion, and the people who came to talk about the fable album this time are the three of you?" Duan Feiyi and Duan Gongzi looked at the three of them again and spoke.

Han Jingxuan nodded: "Yes, but we are also all errands, and the real boss of the Library Pavilion is still the shopkeeper!" ”

Everyone understands now, this Han Jingxuan is not an ordinary person!

After a while, Hu Ankang organized a poetry meeting, everyone played together, and in the end, everyone got together, but there were already many people who wanted to call Han Jingxuan and the three of them brothers.

Duan Feiyi even directly responded to Han Jingxuan's matter, drank wine and was slightly drunk, looked at him and muttered: "I Duan Mou has taken what you said to heart, and there are a few books under my house, and there are still a bit of a doorway in this aspect of this book, I will definitely help you pay attention to the hundred ghost chronicles you said!" ”

"Okay, then thank you Brother Duan, Han Mou has thanked me here!" Han Jingxuan arched his hand at Duan Feiyi.

Seeing that this flying wing should be lowered, there are also many people who boast about Haikou in order to tie up with Han Jingxuan, and if there is news of the Hundred Ghosts Chronicle in the future, they must inform Han Jingxuan.

The feast did not end until evening, and the four men were taken back to the inn by carriage, and although they had been dipped in a little wine, they were not drunk.

"Brother, what kind of book is the Hundred Ghost Chronicles? Is this book hard to find? Han Feiyao sat on the recliner and touched her round belly and asked.