Wei Feng wanted to perform a little, pretending to be ignorant, raised his head, looked around, saw that there was no one around, and then naturally thought that he was hallucinating.

It's a pity that he just raised his head too violently, and looked directly at the opposite side, and now there is no room for performance, this incident taught him that he must always keep in mind the self-cultivation of actors, otherwise it will be too late to act.

He didn't think much about it, so he got up straight and led the horse to the Fuyuanzhai store, there was really no room for refusal.

If someone sits across the street and can send a voice directly to his ears, there must be no doubt that he is a cultivator, and that person has invited him to sit down with kind words, and it is better for him to get acquainted.

Walking a few steps slowly to the door of Fuyuanzhai, he looked left and right, there was no place to tie the reins, so he simply let go of his hand and let the horse move freely at the door.

The middle-aged man was still lying on the rocking chair and did not get up, and when he saw this, he smiled and said, "You are not afraid of the horse running into someone." ”

Wei Feng chuckled and said, "There is no place to tie the horse in front of your shop, so I think you will make the horse more docile in order not to collide with anyone." ”

The cultivator's method of suppressing the horses with momentum, Wei Feng had already seen it in Liu Cun, and with just one look, the horse that originally wanted to be trampled immediately became docile.

The middle-aged man didn't answer his words, but just smiled: "You have a relationship with me, look at and choose a calligraphy and painting." ”

Why does this sound so familiar? Wei Feng recalled that every time he came out of the supermarket shopping in his previous life, there would always be an aunt who would come over and let you draw a prize, and a coupon of several hundred yuan would be drawn casually, and the aunt smiled and told Ling to go to the side and choose a piece of jade.

Wei Feng suddenly became vigilant, this old boy shouldn't be a fraud.

He thought for a moment, casually pointed to his hand, and said tentatively, "This one." ”

The middle-aged man didn't raise his head and said: "If you meet today, then I will accept you two 10,000 yuan stones." ”

Really!

Wei Feng looked at him with a look that I had expected a long time ago, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's too expensive, I can't afford it, say goodbye." With that, he turned around and prepared to walk out.

It's just that the foot he just lifted didn't fall for a long time, but his body involuntarily turned back, and when he saw the middle-aged man retract his smile, he said lightly: "What?" I look at your expression, do you think I'm a liar? ”

Wei Feng didn't know what the other party was capable of, anyway, his body couldn't move now, only the neck above could move, so he could only squeeze out an ugly smile: "How can it, your calligraphy and paintings here are hand-me-downs, but the kid is really poor, and he really can't afford ......"

"Oh? Really? Why do you think I only offered two 10,000 yuan stones? The middle-aged man looked at him and said lightly, and the chair that had been shaking also stopped.

Wei Feng complained bitterly, knowing that the other party must be able to sense the money on him, he thought about it, and tentatively bargained: "Or, a piece of 10,000 yuan stone?" ”

The middle-aged man sneered: "What? Think my painting isn't worth the price? ”

He was also choked by Wei Feng in his heart, and originally found that Wei Feng could detect his sight, indicating that this kid must be extraordinary.

As a result, this kid doesn't know the goods, and he dares to think that he is a liar, can he be a liar? I don't know how the elders in this kid's family taught, and they didn't tell him before he came to the school palace? It's hateful.

Wei Feng had a bitter face, and hurriedly explained: "No, no, it's really just this little money on the kid, and there are only a dozen taels of silver left, if you buy a painting, the inn won't be able to live for a few days." ”

The middle-aged man sneered and snorted lightly: "You dare to deceive people, you have to buy the word today, you have to buy it if you don't buy it, if you don't have enough money, let your family send it to you, and it's not this price, don't think about taking it away without a million yuan stones." ”

Wei Feng didn't smile bitterly, but sighed lightly: "There is no one at home...... Besides, even if my parents are still alive, they can only give some silver, and I'm afraid they haven't seen anything like Yuanshi......"

The middle-aged man was a little angry, at first he felt a little ridiculous when he heard this, and then he was a little stunned, he could still tell the truth of Wei Feng's words, and he really didn't lie, but the meaning of these words was obviously saying that his parents were dead, and they were all ordinary people......

He frowned and said, "I see that your physique is tempered with some heat, isn't it the junior of a certain family?" ”

He now knows in his heart that he has made a fuss, and he has made a move on an ordinary person, which is ugly to say that it is bullying others, and saying this sentence is just to cover up his gaffe.

At his level, being able to say "some heat" is already a high praise, which shows that before he started his cultivation, it is very rare to have this physique, otherwise he would not mistake Wei Feng for a child of the family.

Wei Feng said aggrievedly: "The kid is a farmer in the village, and he has to rely on hunting to eat a full meal, where is the child of a family." As he spoke, he realized that his body was already moving.

The middle-aged man frowned for a long time, and finally shook his head lightly and laughed at himself: "That's it, then this painting will be given to you." ”

He didn't ask why a farmer could temper such a physique, nor did he ask why a farmer had a precious yuan stone on his body, or two 10,000 yuan stones, just as he didn't ask why Wei Feng could detect his gaze.

Who has not had a few adventures to get to this point, everyone has their own experiences, and there is no need to dig into the secrets of young people.

Wei Feng was not polite to him, bowed his hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you seniors, the elders don't dare to resign, but that kid is disrespectful." ”

After speaking, he quickly took down the calligraphy and painting from under the wall, and looked carefully at the sun over and over again, looking at the appearance of a dirt bun that had never seen the world, this kind of true color was not difficult for Wei Feng.

After a while, Wei Feng turned around again, smiled a little shyly, and asked embarrassedly: "Senior, this calligraphy is extremely exquisite, even if the kid has not gone to school, he can feel the beauty of this calligraphy, but ...... It's just that the kid hasn't been exposed to cultivation yet, and he can't see more of it, so he asks his seniors for advice, hehe. ”

The middle-aged man didn't answer, just looked at Wei Feng quietly, and the smile on his face became thick when he looked at it, until he looked at Wei Feng a little cramped, and then chuckled: "It's a little slippery." ”

After speaking, he couldn't help but sigh, he really looked like a person who didn't have anything to rely on, and he had to be sensible, and he thought that most of the academy disciples of his age would be more honest if they were reasonable, and they looked much more innocent and young compared to the young man in front of him.

(End of chapter)