Three Villages Bazaar.

Northeast free stall area.

Lin Anmeizi grabbed a good stall, took out the leftovers from last night's sale one by one, and put them on the brown linen cloth and placed them neatly.

"Ah, little brother, let's meet again, you also come to set up a stall?"

Lin An followed the sound and looked, and a middle-aged uncle suddenly appeared on the left, who was Zhang Zhiqi, who was setting up a stall together last night.

"What a coincidence, come to set up a stall so early today?

Lin An felt more and more that his mentality was a bit like that of a sixty-year-old lady who sold fresh vegetables on the corner of Tianlanxing Street in his previous life.

"Okay, anyway, I didn't see Lu Xiaolang selling baked cakes today. Zhang Zhiqi said as he quickly threw down the package on his body and quickly sorted out the stall.

At first glance, it is an experienced stall master.

"I didn't see it, maybe I changed places to set up a stall. Lin An said with a slight smile.

He didn't know that early this morning, Lu Xiaolang took his beloved girlfriend and Yinlian to Jiangdong City's delicious billions of reports.

Start his own food life.

Along the way, the green hat given by his beloved girlfriend on his head looked even greener.

Zhang Zhiqi set up the stall and asked, "How long has it been?"

"It didn't take long for it to be set up, and it was still 0 income. Lin An said with a smile.

"If you want me to say, little brother, you have earned so much, you can already spend this life at home in peace. "The middle-aged uncle is obviously a chatter.

"Brother Zhang, this is a bad statement, it doesn't matter if you have money or not, the main thing is that I like the atmosphere of the stalls here. Lin An showed an expression of enjoyment.

Zhang Zhiqi: ???

It doesn't matter if you have money or not?

And you still earned so many copper coins last night?

I suspect you're pretending and have plenty of evidence.

At this time, there are not many people visiting the stalls, and most of them are still busy working, and they only have time to take a look after dinner.

Because there were few people, Zhang Zhiqi didn't plan to shout, just sat behind the stall, silently bowed his head and held a paper and pen to drum something.

Lin An stretched out his head curiously and looked at it, a little surprised.

This uncle's handwriting is as delicate as a girl's writing, and it's really clean and delicate.

Lin An looked carefully and found that the uncle was actually writing a novel, the protagonist of the story was still a girl, a proper female frequency novel, and the writing was very delicate, which fascinated him for a while.

I didn't expect the uncle to have this kind of hobby, it's really unbelievable.

Zhang Zhiqi finished writing a page, and suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him behind him.

When he looked back, he realized that it was Lin An's little brother who didn't know when he slipped behind him, and was looking at the chapter of the novel he had just written in his hand with relish.

Zhang Zhiqi couldn't help but smile: "Little brother also likes to read novels?"

"Like, super like. Lin An nodded.

Zhang Zhiqi saw that Lin An's eyes were always fixed on the manuscript in his hand, so he took out a stack of manuscripts from the package and handed it over together with the manuscript that had just been written in his hand.

"Do you want to take a closer look?" Zhang Zhiqi asked.

Lin An was stunned, and then happily took it.

"Children make choices, and adults certainly want them all. ”

When he took over the manuscript, a stream of rich, fragrant ink hit his face, and he felt as if he was in nature breathing fresh and refreshing air.

"This ink is specially made by squeezing the juice of smoked flowers and cool leaves into ordinary ink, and the fragrance can be maintained for about half a year. Zhang Zhiqi boasted triumphantly.

Lin An flipped through the pages, and with the reading speed of a ten-year-old bookworm in his previous life, he quickly finished reading this thick pile of manuscripts.

This is a poignant story of a beautiful village girl who falls in love with the eldest young master of a rich family in the county, and insists on entering the big family in the county despite the opposition of her family, but is ruthlessly abandoned by the eldest young master.

"How is it?" Zhang Zhiqi saw that Lin An had finished reading his manuscript and couldn't wait to ask.

There was seven points of excitement and three parts of apprehension on his face.

"It's a very good story, and it's pretty well written, it's just ......" Lin An frowned halfway through.

Zhang Zhiqi sighed in his heart, faintly worried, this is the story that he racked his brains and spent more than half a year writing one after another.

It won't be a big problem, right?

"Just what, little brother, but it doesn't hurt to say. He hurriedly asked.

Lin An's face was slightly strange, he looked at Zhang Zhiqi, and said: "There are just two things that I am curious about, why does Uncle use the pen name "Su Wanqiu", and why does Uncle you write so delicately and delicately?"

Zhang Zhiqi was relieved after hearing this, and exhaled.

This little brother is too appetizing.

He scratched his head, and his face was a little shy: "It's a little embarrassing to say, Su Wanqiu was the lesbian table I studied at a private school when I was a child, but later because of some things, I went our separate ways because of some things and some conflicts, and I never met again." ”

"I want to use this pen name to pay tribute to my youth that has passed away over the years, and I also want to use this name to motivate myself and not to have any regrets. He added.

Lin An smiled slightly, he didn't expect that this uncle was still a person with a lot of youth stories.

"As for why the font is so delicate and small, this is the uncle's exclusive sales experience, I'll let you see later. Zhang Zhiqi said with a smile, with a touch of ill will on his face.

Lin An: ???

After a while, a masked man in black clothes and black pants walked not far away, and walked straight to Zhang Zhiqi's stall.

For a moment, everyone nearby was attracted by this outfit.

I am afraid that I am not a good person to wear this kind of thing in broad daylight.

The masked man in black walked up to Zhang Zhiqi's stall, squatted down, and said hoarsely: "Old rules, give me another copy of the manuscript last time." ”

"Price is not an issue. The masked man in black had a look of desire in his eyes and placed a gold coin on his stall.

Zhang Zhiqi's face was flat, looking at the masked man in black, he quickly took out a tightly wrapped thing from his pocket, solemnly handed it to the masked man in black, and then quietly accepted the gold coin.

The black-clothed masked man opened the corner of the package, examined it briefly, nodded in satisfaction, and quickly left.

Lin An showed a surprised expression, the manuscript just now was actually sold for a gold coin.

That's it?

What's going on?

Isn't the medium-grade spiritual liquid priced at 888 on his stall fragrant?

Uncle Zhang Zhiqi smiled proudly, turned his head and winked at Lin An, who looked confused.

Lin An smiled slightly, took out 30 platinum coins from the storage bag, and put them on the stall to play with.

The smile on Uncle Zhang Zhiqi's face gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a depressed face.

How could he forget that the young man in front of him was a man who had earned billions of copper coins in one night.

Uncomfortable.

Lentinula edodes.

At this moment, a loud voice was heard in the distance.

"Little brother, do you still have the medium-grade spiritual liquid, the effect is too good, ten more bottles!"

It was obvious that this was a person who had been to Lin An's stall last night.