After speaking, Li Feng ignored Zhang Fei, turned around and opened the small package he asked Gan Qian to bring, only to see that in addition to the small bottle of wine brought to Zhang Fei, there were also five items made of bamboo chips.

"Boss, what is this," Zhang Fei asked curiously.

"This is a good thing I made, called a folding fan," After speaking, Li Feng took it from Zhang Fei's hand and opened it with a "poof".

There are many rumors in the history of the folding fan in that era, some say that it originated from the Eastern Han Dynasty, some say that it originated from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and some say that it was transmitted from Japan to the Central Plains, and the real written record is in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Li Feng was in the late Eastern Han Dynasty at this time, and did not see the appearance of the folding fan, Li Feng also took a lot of effort to make this folding fan, first found a good bamboo and wood, and then found a skilled old carpenter to help make the fan bone, the most difficult is to find tough paper, although Zhuo County is not a border town, but it is not big, and the paper of this era has not been widely used, paper can be said to be a luxury now, and finally find Lu Zhi here, fortunately Lu Zhi has this tough paper, Li Feng repeatedly assured Lu Zhi that it is not a waste to get it.

"You have to paint carefully, don't make mistakes," Li Feng repeatedly instructed Zhang Fei as he placed the folding fan on the table.

"Got it, even if I'm not the boss, I have to work hard for my wine," Zhang Fei responded, and then picked up the brush in his hand and said in a voice that only he could hear.

Looking at Zhang Fei's serious appearance, Li Feng really can't figure it out, this product usually doesn't like to learn literature, but this painting calligraphy is unusually powerful, in this aspect of history records, Zhang Fei is not only good at painting, but also likes to paint beauties, and calligraphy is good at, history records that the famous calligrapher Zhong Xuan in the late Han Dynasty is not as good as Zhang Fei, although Zhang Fei is young at this time, but this painting calligraphy is also quite powerful, and it is estimated that in a few years it will be able to enter the eyes of the famous family.

And in this regard, Li Feng is completely incomparable, not only the handwriting is ugly, but the painting is also unsatisfactory, especially in calligraphy, this product has been practiced for more than a year, and there is no progress at all, I have to say that this one is also wonderful, smeared on the face of the vast crossing army.

"Qian'er, you say, why are there so many differences between people, look at this black goods, look at me, is God too unfair" Li Feng glanced at Zhang Fei who was painting seriously, and complained to Xiao Ganqian beside him.

"Young master, no one is perfect, young master, you are already very good" Gan Qian smiled sweetly and said gently.

"Really? I'm very good, why didn't I feel it," Li Feng said with a pretended disbelief face.

"Really, who has a young master at this age who is smart, sensible, and knowledgeable" Gan Qian also looked at Li Feng and replied with a serious face.

Time also passed imperceptibly in the conversation between the two, and Li Feng was embarrassed to blush when Gan Qian said it, after all, he was not a real child.

"Huh~~~ Boss, it's done" Zhang Fei put down the pen and wiped the fine sweat on his head, in this May day is not hot weather, Zhang Fei can sweat, it can be seen that he has worked hard.

"Hmm~~~ I'll take a look" Li Feng also stopped talking to Gan Qian, turned around and reached out to pick up the folding fan on the table and watched.

I saw a pink on the fan, painted with many flowers and trees, on the peach tree full of peach blossoms, and the beautiful scenery in front of me, and in the peach blossoms, there was a small pavilion, on the small pavilion, there were four middle-aged scribes, at this time one of the scribes stood up, raised his hand to the bar, and the other three sat on the stool, but also raised their wine glasses, it looked like the scribe after a good talk, with friends.

"Okay, that's good, Xiao Hei, I think I'm going to build a place to store your calligraphy and paintings in the future, so that future generations can see it, this is the work of Zhang Fei, the enemy of ten thousand people" Li Feng looked at the almost perfect work in his hand, of course, this is his personal opinion, and said incoherently.

Hearing Li Feng's praise, Zhang Fei also laughed happily, but then asked, "Boss, where do you want to build, and what are the ten thousand enemies?" ”

"It's nothing, I'll talk about this later, let me ask you, this is my teacher Lu Zhi who is standing" Li Feng also knew that his words were a bit too much, so he changed the topic, and Gan Qian beside him also looked at Li Feng and the folding fan painting in his hand strangely.

"Yes, Boss, when I was painting just now, I just saw Uncle Lu standing up," Zhang Fei nodded and replied.

On Lu Zhi's left hand side is his friend Lu Zhi, on his right hand side is Li Feng's father Li Cheng, and across from Lu Zhi is Zhang Fei's father Zhang Xu.

"The peach blossom in the peach garden, the peach blossom fairy in the peach blossom garden. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money. Li Feng stood with his hands in his hands, and after taking a few steps, he recited the "Peach Blossom Anthem" that he had slightly modified Tang Bohu.

"Good~good~ good, a good sentence about the peach blossom fairy planting peach trees, and picking peach blossoms for wine money," a sudden voice startled Li Feng.

Li Fenglian turned his head to take a look, only to see Cai Yong stroking his palm, looking at Li Feng with glowing eyes, that look, that face, just like Zhang Fei just now when he saw the small wine bottle, Li Feng touched it when he saw the best beauty, and Cai Yong shouted extremely loudly, which attracted Lu Zhi, Li Cheng and Zhang Xu.

"Uncle, why did you applaud so loudly" Lu Zhi was most familiar with Cai Yong, so he naturally spoke.

"The peach blossom in the peach garden, the peach blossom fairy in the peach blossom garden. The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money. Cai Yong has a very good memory, and he recited what Li Feng read just now.

"Well~~~ This Fu is very novel, and it is so appropriate, it is really a masterpiece, I don't want to be so innovative" Lu Zhi's eyes lit up after listening, although he didn't like poetry, but his literary attainments were very high,

"Alas~~~ Zigan is not in a hurry to praise me, this does not make me create" Cai Yong shook his head and denied with a wry smile.

"Oh, that was created by such a great Confucian in the court?" Lu Zhi looked at Cai Yong and didn't look modest.

"Far away in the sky, close in front of you, good luck for Brother Zi Gan, good luck for Brother Ziyun" Cai Yong glanced at Li Feng, who was in a daze, and turned his head to Lu Zhi and Li Cheng to congratulate.

"Could it be that this is done by Feng'er" The people here are not stupid, and Cai Yong said so obviously, how can he not know, the three people immediately looked at Li Feng, and when these three people looked at them, Li Feng suddenly felt a big head.

"Sister's~ Lao Tzu crossed over and trembled, and he didn't do anything excessive, but he didn't expect to be arrested the first time he pretended to be forced, and sure enough, pretending to be forced would be a thunderbolt," Li Feng couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, and seeing my father and uncle so happy, I unconsciously read those few sentences, "Li Feng could only admit it stubbornly, and he couldn't tell them that this was written by a genius named Tang Bohu in Jiangnan hundreds of years later.