Since Zhiqiu heard Mian Zhi's words, he couldn't let go of the eldest lady, why did the eldest lady stop in front of his house in the middle of the night? He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't bother to think about it.

It's just that this young man wants to go to the small bookstore tomorrow.

The sun is rising, and the sun is shining on the earth.

After Zhiqiu got up, he saw that the weather was quite good, got up and stretched, and trotted out of the door. Just running and feeling a little hungry, he happened to meet someone selling sugar gourds on the way, so he stopped and looked at the string of sugar gourds on the road stupidly.

The old man who sold sugar gourds saw Zhiqiu's expression, and he knew it in his heart, and he deliberately raised his shouting a little, Zhiqiu heard it, and his ears were pricked up.

This young man, who especially loves sugar gourds, really couldn't help it, he swallowed his saliva, and quickly touched it from his arms, but only took out some broken silver, and he realized that he had bought some wine to drink during this time, and there was not much silver.

Zhiqiu hesitantly took out the silver from his arms, and when the old man saw it, he pretended to turn around and want to leave, but was stopped by Zhiqiu loudly.

The old man smiled, turned his head and said loudly: "This little brother, do you want to buy some sugar gourds?"

Zhiqiu nodded hurriedly.

The old man raised his head high, and raised his eyebrows along the way, he slowly raised a finger and said loudly: "No more, no less, one or two silver." ”

Zhiqiu was stunned, and he said angrily: "You old man, how can you sit on the ground and raise the price?"

The old man didn't care, he crossed his waist and said loudly: "Do you like to buy it or not." As he spoke, he turned and walked in small steps, but slowly.

After Zhiqiu saw it, he didn't have the desire to keep it at all, he had seen a lot of this kind of person, and he wouldn't eat it if he didn't eat sugar gourds, so it was just a big deal to be hungry. He walked in the opposite direction to the old man who sold sugar gourds, but when the old man looked back, he saw that the young man was gone.

The old man muttered that he shouldn't have it and left with a sugar gourd.

When he walked to the small bookstore, Yan Yu'an saw his frowning brows, so she quipped: "Yo, Xiao Zhiqiu, haven't you drunk enough wine today?"

Zhiqiu waved his hand, not even wanting to speak. He walked into the backyard of the small bookstore, quickly found a glass of water to drink, and after pouring it down, he sighed heavily.

It's a pity that Yan Yu'an next to him didn't see it.

After Zhiqiu sighed, he still had to go out of the backyard to the small bookstore, Yan Yu'an couldn't hold back a smile and didn't look at him.

Anyway, seeing that Zhiqiu was not happy, Yan Yu'an was sometimes in a particularly comfortable mood.

Zhiqiu was not in the mood to chat with the eldest lady, but went to the table where he often sits, picked up the pen and wanted to write a few words, but forgot the words when he picked up the pen.

Just as he racked his brains to write something, a loud laugh pulled him out of his thoughts.

Zhiqiu felt that this laughter was somewhat familiar, so he hurriedly trotted out of the small bookstore, but when he saw the young man in white, he subconsciously retracted his steps, and he hid behind the door and gasped for breath.

Did the three-man who came to settle accounts with him?

Zhiqiu gently fanned his mouth while thinking, thinking that this mouth was really smart, and he was now thinking about how to report to Mian Zhifeng.

This big aunt Suzhou, so he can barely protect him.

Although Zhiqiu doesn't know the strength of this three-master, but he can't beat the man in black, he is suspected of being a big boss with a knife, and he should be a three-master.... Isn't that a problem?

He didn't care too much, so he quickly ran to the backyard, thinking about how to climb over the wall to get out, but he looked at the fence a few meters high and gave up.

Anyway, he knew that Qiu's body couldn't be turned over.

So the young man began his third sigh today.

Zhiqiu carried his back and walked out slowly. Anyway, he was determined to "die", and after he got out of the bookstore with his head buried, he thought about speeding up his pace and going out of the yard directly.

As a result, Yan Yu'an shouted at him, Zhiqiu smiled and stopped his steps.

"Miss, what are you telling me to do? I just looked at the backyard of the bookstore, and it seems that there are no vegetables, so I went to buy some vegetables. Zhiqiu smiled on his face.

It's just that the smile is not very natural.

Yan Yu'an didn't give any face, she said loudly: "Xiao Zhiqiu, didn't you notice that the person next to me is a little familiar?"

Zhiqiu followed her gaze and had no choice but to meet her.

It was the young man who had come to the small bookstore for months to buy books.

However, now Zhiqiu already knows that his name is He Yifan, and he is the third master of a knifeman.

He Yifan always had a smile on his face, but in Zhiqiu's opinion, this must be the last sunshine before the storm.

Zhiqiu scratched his head, stretched out his hand, and greeted He Yifan: "This brother Ren, I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm sorry, I didn't see it just now, look at your body, it's a lot tougher!" he said while patting He Yifan's body.

However, He Yifan is much taller than Zhiqiu, and this picture is particularly funny.

But the strange thing is that He Yifan was indifferent, and he replied with a smile: "This little brother, look at you, you are also a lot taller?"

Yan Yu'an was a little puzzled on the side, didn't this young man be sold a high-priced book by Zhiqiu a few months ago?

But she didn't bother to think about it, so she just lay on the chair and didn't listen to what was going on outside the window.

Zhiqiu learned from the people in the rivers and lakes, hugged his fists, and said with a smile: "Where there is, where there is." Brother Ren came to the small bookstore for some tea today, then you have come to the right place!"

He Yifan rolled his eyes at Zhiqiu in his heart, this young man has a very bright brain, and he didn't mention buying and selling books at all, afraid that I would remember?

But also, this young man is not smart, can he sell me a few taels of books? Fortunately, he remembers his mission.

He Yifan followed Zhiqiu's topic, and he said softly: "Coincidentally, this little brother, how do you know that I am a little thirsty?"

After Zhiqiu heard it, he looked at Yan Yu'an anxiously, how did he know where to put the tea?

This used to be brewed, but now the old shopkeeper who loves tea has disappeared for so many days, and this eldest lady only drinks tea from time to time, so Zhiqiu can't find a place to put tea.

But the eldest lady lying on the chair had her eyes closed, and she didn't know that Zhiqiu was glaring at him.

Only He Yifan saw Zhiqiu's eyes, and he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help it.

Zhiqiu gritted his teeth, and he whispered to He Yifan: "Brother Ren, wait a minute, I'll ask the eldest lady where the best tea in this bookstore is, and I can be received with the highest standard of hospitality." ”

He Yifan nodded lightly.

Zhiqiu took a few steps to the edge of Yan Yu'an's chair and whispered softly to the latter: "Miss, where is the tea in our bookstore? ”

Yan Yu'an said lazily: "How did I hear that you are going to receive your brother Ren with the highest standard? I also heard that you are looking for the best tea in the bookstore?"

Zhiqiu hurriedly begged for mercy: "My eldest lady, how can there be, look, didn't I just want to make him happy! You also know that I sold the book to him last time, and he may be making trouble for me this time! Can you bear it?"

Yan Yu'an was indifferent, and said coldly: "Why can't you bear it, it's okay to suffer a little, you will have some bad ideas all day long." ”

Zhiqiu saw that Yan Yu'an didn't enter, so he had to resort to a trick, he leaned closer to the latter's ear, and said in a vicious tone: "Yan Yu'an, do you know! This is the third master of a knifeman, if I don't take out the tea to entertain him, my head will move!"

After Yan Yu'an heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes, got up from the chair, and didn't care why Zhiqiu called her by her real name, but said seriously: "Xiao Zhiqiu, if you lie to me, just wait for me to break your head!" The tea leaves are placed on the bookshelf at the innermost level of the bookstore, the fifth compartment on the third floor. ”

Zhiqiu nodded and quickly ran to the small bookstore.

Yan Yu'an walked towards He Yifan, and she smiled: "Zhiqiu just said that you are a knifeman. ”

He Yifan was obviously a little overwhelmed by such a sentence, Zhiqiu originally knew his identity?

But what he didn't understand was why this girl suddenly said such a sentence, in the eyes of ordinary people, isn't a terrible existence?

However, He Yifan still nodded.

Yan Yu'an then added: "He also said that you are the third master, right?"

He Yifan nodded decisively.

After Yan Yu'an heard it, he smiled and said: "Thank you, I'm afraid that this little Zhiqiu will lie to me, this person always likes to deceive people, he has already gone to get the best tea, you sit down first." Then Yan Yu'an lay down on the chair again and closed his eyes.

Just put aside the three masters of a knife.

He Yifan really didn't understand what this girl was thinking, isn't the name of a knife maker not famous enough now?

But it suddenly occurred to him that this girl was not the daughter of the shopkeeper.

That seems to make sense.

After a long time, Zhiqiu finally stumbled over the tea, and brewed the tea by the way, a total of three cups of tea, just one cup for each of the three people.

After Zhiqiu put the tea down, he touched the sweat on his forehead, and he said casually: "Brother Ren, you drink slowly, just be careful to burn your mouth." He also loudly called Yan Yu'an up to drink together.

It's just that Yan Yu'an ignored him and gently shouted that he was not thirsty now.

Zhiqiu didn't care about him, but the smile on his face kept hanging.

He Yifan picked up the teacup, tasted it gently, and then said, "Little brother, I heard that your name is Zhiqiu?"

Zhiqiu was stunned at first, and then felt that Yan Yu'an should have told him, so he didn't think much about it, so he nodded.

"Then do you know my name?" He Yifan smiled lightly.

Zhiqiu shook his head.

"My name is He Yifan, the third master of a knifeman. ”

When Zhiqiu heard this, his mouth opened widely, and he made a look of disbelief.

"You... You.. Is it the third master of a knife?" Zhiqiu looked a little incoherent.

When He Yifan heard this, he laughed and said, "Zhiqiu, don't pretend, didn't you already know my identity, and just told this girl my identity." ”

Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed, and he turned his head to look at Yan Yu'an.

Yan Yu'an was still in the chair, but nodded.

Of course she knew that Zhiqiu was staring at him at the moment.

Zhiqiu Chang laughed a few times, he raised his tone sharply, and said loudly: "Forget it, I'm out of the way!" The third master, if you want to kill or chop, give a happy word, I admit that my book is more expensive, but how do I know that you are a knife and three masters?

"Manly man, don't be afraid of heaven and earth!" After Zhiqiu finished speaking, he straightened his chest, showing that he was full of manliness.

He Yifan waved his hand and motioned for Zhiqiu to sit down.

"I'm not so stingy, and that book is really well written, I'm coming to the bookstore today, I want to buy a few more books, I was a little resentful of you before I came, but I saw you today, I feel like you're quite interesting, that.. Shall we make friends?" He Yifan kept a smile on his face.

But Zhiqiu can't understand which one of the songs is out, and the three masters of this knife are so easy to speak?

But since the other party gave him the stairs, of course Zhiqiu immediately showed an incomparably bright smile, and he laughed and said: "I'll just say that the three masters are full of courage, how can this little matter be bothered with me?!

After hearing the last four words, Yan Yu'an rolled his eyes.

I don't know who it was for.

Anyway, Yan Yu'an knew that this three-in-command named He Yifan had a bad heart.

She couldn't say why, if she insisted on her.

Only, a woman's intuition.