Giving gifts is the easiest thing to brush up on favor. Doing what he likes, attacking his seven inches, can get twice the result with half the effort.

It was not difficult to inquire about what Feng Qingcheng liked, the problem was that Wan Wan simply did not have time to prepare. According to Forsythia, it is still too late to prepare a decent gift.

But Wan Wan didn't give up, and went to the major stores after getting off duty. The main customers of these shops are the sons of the noble families. From here, I found out about Feng Qingcheng's preferences, and bought it immediately, which is easy and convenient. It's just that she didn't expect that her male god's preferences are really extensive.

What novelty to buy, what to ask for the most expensive. It is said that many times I bought it and smashed it on the spot, just to listen to a sound and fight for music.

Wan Wan was stunned to hear. Her male god city can play.

After walking a few shops, Wan Wan finally had a clue. - It is said that the male god is good at riding and shooting. According to his rumored temperament, if you don't like it, I'm afraid you can't have this evaluation of the word "good". So Wan Wan came to the conclusion that her male god likes to ride a bow and shoot horses.

In this way, it is both practical and meaningful.

Wan Wan walked back to the largest jewelry shop and asked the shopkeeper directly if he had the wrench set by Feng Qingcheng. She had just purchased a few ornaments for Second Master Ming from this shop, and the shopkeeper who turned it back at this moment was still courteous.

In the past few days, there have been many people who have bought gifts for Fengqing City, and the shopkeeper immediately showed a smile of understanding, and personally took out a few wrenches and pointed them out to Wan Wan. "But I also have to buy a wrench and give it to Yu Feng Shizi as a congratulatory gift. The size of these wrenches is the same as that worn by the phoenix. The materials and workmanship are all of high quality. ”

Wan Wan heard the word "also", and her heart was even more determined. It is much better to do what she likes, and the gifts she gives should be more special while doing what she likes, so as to attract the attention of the male god.

Wan Wan asked the shopkeeper for paper and ink, picked up a wrench at will, dipped the ink on the paper, and got an ink ring.

The shopkeeper looked confused, "Guest, who are you?" ”

Wan Wan took the cotton handkerchief, wiped the wrench clean and put it back, and carefully folded the paper with the ink ring printed on it. "Do you have craftsmen here?"

This shopkeeper is very senior, and he has seen a lot of strange things in Kyoto, so he smiled at the moment and stopped asking anything, but followed Wan Wan's question: "Naturally, there are craftsmen." Our goldsmiths here are among the best in Manbianjing. It's just that it's getting late today, and the masters are not in the shop, so I don't know what the guests want to customize? ”

Wan Wan said: "It's just that there are some things I want to ask a jade master for advice." ”

The smile on the shopkeeper's face remained unchanged when he heard this, and after a little thought, he said, "If there is another jade master in the shop, I will call him out." ”

The shopkeeper led Wan Wan to the clean private room upstairs, said "self-convenience" and turned back downstairs. Not long after, an old man with snow-white hair came upstairs and saluted Wan Wan and said, "But do you want to see the little one?" ”

Wan Wan saw that he was really old, so she got up and returned the salute, "The old man is a jade master?" ”

The old man replied, "The little one has been making jade since twelve, and he has been in vain for decades. Although he is not a master, he dares to call himself a jade master. ”

Wan Wan invited him to sit down, and without saying much, she asked straight to the point: "Ask the master, how to make a jade wrench?" ”

The old man was stunned and replied: "It depends on what kind of material it is, and there are slight differences in the process of different materials." ”

Wan Wan said: "Red Blood Jade." ”

The wrench is mostly carved from whole materials, and the splicing is very rare. The red blood jade that is enough to pull out a wrench, how precious and rare it is! The old man's complexion changed a lot, but he didn't ask anything, "The hardness of red blood jade is extremely high, second only to diamond. It takes a bit of effort to make a wrench with this material. ”

Wan Wan's body leaned over the table and asked, "Master, let's have a discussion." You will teach me the technique of making a red blood jade wrench, and I will pay you money. How is it? ”

Craftsmen eat this bowl of handicraft rice, and they are usually nervous about their own skills. Wan Wan thought that this matter would be difficult. I don't want to happen by chance, this old master has no children under his knees, and the apprentice of the hard-working professor also died of an emergency. He is also really old, and it is becoming more and more difficult to eat by handicraft, and it is really difficult to accept another apprentice.

Now he is doing things slower than before, so every day he has to spend more time than the other craftsmen. The owner took pity on him and did not dismiss him. How embarrassed he was to miss the owner's work. It's just that this day can't last long. At this moment, someone wants to buy his know-how, and he can't ask for it. So the old man happily looked for a pen and paper, "Sixty yuan, the small one will teach this skill to the distinguished guest." ”

This price hurt Wanwan when she heard it, and after thinking about it, she felt that it was worth it. So he took out a silver ticket and a silver ingot, and gave it to the old man. The old man took it over and examined it, and when he saw that it was all true, he felt a little trance in his heart, as if he was in a dream.

He wrote the process technique to Wan Wan very wholeheartedly, and explained it carefully while writing. The key steps were also drawn. Finally, he wrote down his address and said to Wan Wan that if you have any questions, you can go to him at any time.

Wan Wan was satisfied with the stack of manuscripts, put a handful of copper plates for the old man to drink, thanked him, and went down to the first floor.

The old man looked at the money in his hand and pinched himself fiercely. When he felt the pain, he excitedly thanked the four-faced god Buddha. Today's guest is strange, I'm afraid that the gods and Buddhas are taking pity on him.

At the counter downstairs, the shopkeeper also thought the customer was odd. He hadn't seen anyone in all these years, and he hadn't experienced anything. But when I went to the jewelry store to buy tools, this was the first time I had encountered it.

The shop has its own workshop, and there are more tools. This money is not earned in vain. The shopkeeper immediately took a set of Wanwan to sell. Seeing her happily hugging her back, the shopkeeper was puzzled for a while, and then turned upstairs to find the old craftsman to inquire about the reason.

Wan Wan walked out of this shop, and still bought some decent gifts according to Forsythia's instructions. It takes some time to make a wrench, and after thinking about it, she thinks that it is better to give such a gift alone. On a day like tomorrow, I'm afraid that the gifts of the Dingbei Hou Mansion will be piled up into a small mountain. Male gods don't necessarily see it.

On the way back, Wan Wan picked up a stone the size of an egg and prepared to use it to practice. After returning home, I first asked Zhaocai if anyone came to deliver the invitation today, but unexpectedly got a negative answer.

It is said that the crown of the prince of the Beihou Mansion should be sprinkled with invitations a few days in advance. Wan Wan has not received a post until today. Thinking about it, the Flower Dynasty Festival is also her birthday, with her rank and her current relationship with Fengqing City, her birthday is not at home but goes to Dingbei Hou Mansion. Something seems to be wrong.

Wan Wan thought about what etiquette Xu was here, so she didn't care. Take a meal and take a bath and sleep peacefully.

She got up late the next day.

After waking up, looking at the daylight climbing on the pane, I was very entangled for a while, if I didn't receive the invitation, would I give the gift I bought or not? After thinking for a while, she covered her head with a quilt, and the etiquette of this time and space was so troublesome, so it was better to sleep again and think about it when she woke up.

In a hazy way, Wan Wan heard someone knocking on the door outside to talk to Zhaocai, and mentioned the prince of the Dingbei Hou Mansion in her words. Wan Wan hurriedly got up, put on her clothes, simply pulled her hair, and then opened the door and walked out.

The golden warbler came forward with a pair of toiletries. Before she could salute, Wan Wan had already crossed her like the wind and walked out of the door.

Outside the door stood two young boys, one of whom was talking to Zhaocai, and the other was holding a white horse with a divine steed. Seeing Wan Wan come out, the two of them saluted and greeted each other, and the little guy who had spoken to Zhaocai before held his hands high and presented a red post. He still speaks pleasant words.

"The little ones congratulate the adults on their birthdays, and I wish the adults the flowers to live to be 100 years old, and the Xuanhua is very beautiful and Yaobaowu. - The little ones came early in the morning to give birthday gifts, so as not to miss the time for the adults to go to the banquet. ”

After this little guy said, another little guy led the horse and came forward and said: "This is a famous horse in the sky that my family son specially found, and my family said that it seems that this BMW horse can only be matched by true heroes." ”

True, Heroic, Male!

Although everyone loves to listen to good words, there is something wrong with being praised as a hero by a male god.

Wan Wan twitched the corner of her forehead and opened the red post, but there were only four sparse and tall big characters inside: Yaohe Fangchen.

This is not an invitation! What did they say about going to the feast?

Immediately Wan Wan thought: Isn't this post the handwriting of a male god?!