But if you look at two more things, they don't move at all, like dead things.

Dazzled like this?

He rubbed his eyes, Huang Da saw that the corners of his eyes were red, and closed the book for him with a "click": "You rest early, I'll go first." "If you don't leave, it will be dark, and he will be exposed in his original form.

Huang Da lifted the two lanterns and walked out. But before he could reach the door, someone outside walked in first.

This is a woman, tall, at most half a palm shorter than Zhao Feng, with a uniform body, but where it should be concave, where there should be material, there will be material.

Zhao Feng greeted him and smiled: "What do the guests want to see?"

As soon as the woman raised her head, she met his eyes, Mo said that both of them were surprised, and even Huang Da, who was standing on the side, sank his face.

Although she wore a waist-length skirt and a white armor on her head, she looked a lot more elegant, but Zhao Feng and Huang Da still recognized her at a glance, she was the woman in the temple half a month ago!

The woman also recognized Zhao Feng and blinked: "It's you!"

She subconsciously raised her eyes to look around, and then looked at Zhao Feng: "You opened this shop, and you sell lanterns?"

As soon as the words fell, I remembered that I really asked this question. The man traded a lantern for her yellow-faced bun, apparently a lampsmith.

"yes. Zhao Feng quickly came back to his senses. That day, he met this woman in the ruined temple, and he also rescued a weasel from her and got a steamed bun. It's just that I was too sleepy in the second half of the night and fell asleep, and when I woke up, the woman was gone.

Unexpectedly, we met again here and now.

Entering the store, Zhao Feng politely asked, "Girl, what can I serve?"

"Do you write letters here?" the woman asked, and she felt that there was a sight on the side that was always glued to her. As soon as she turned her head, she saw a big man standing beside her, holding two lanterns in his hands, but his eyes were fixed on her.

The eyes were not good, and she could tell it at once.

"Something?" the woman frowned.

"It's fine. As soon as she spoke, Huang Da woke up. He can't get into trouble in his benefactor's shop!

It is not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years, this little lady has caught him, and plans to peel off his skin, this breath will come out sooner or later, but he is not busy today. Ming'er asked Zhao Feng about the woman's situation again.

He endured the thought of revenge, and did not go back with the lantern head.

The woman glanced at his back, and didn't take it to heart, but turned to Zhao Feng and said, "Write a letter for me." ”

"Good. Zhao Feng took the paper from the box on the shelf, and then dipped the ink into the pen, "Please say." ”

"Master Li, you still have to continue to worry about big and small affairs, I will return after the Shangshi Festival in Chunming City. In extraordinary times, everyone should not be idle with others and keep to themselves. ”

She said while pacing in the store, Zhao Fengyun's pen was flying, and the writing came to an abrupt end, waiting for her next step.

As a result, she didn't say anything, but said, "That's it." He leaned over and looked at it, and praised it, "The word is good, as far as a lantern seller is concerned." ”

"Praise it. Zhao Feng smiled, "Inscriptions are often drawn on the paper screen of the lantern." ”

The woman retrieves the letter and settles the payment.

said that it was a payment, but in fact, it was not like graffiti, and even Zhao Feng couldn't see what she wrote. But he found that the woman's posture of holding the pen was very standard.

In other words, she has practiced calligraphy, she should also know a lot of words, the content of the letter is not difficult, there are no rare words, why do you need him to ghostwrite?

The woman then took out a soft pouch from her bosom and pulled out the seal from it.

Zhao Feng hurriedly found the ink for her. But the woman glared at him: "Turn your head." ”

There is a difference between men and women, and it is normal for girls to not want their names to be known by strangers. Zhao Feng turned his head honestly, and only after the woman had stamped the seal and folded the letter paper did he say to him, "Write the letter cover again." ”

The cover is the envelope.

Zhao Feng re-wrote and listened to her read word by word: "Li Shunyuan, the guest of the Qingzhou Governor of Jiaoliang State, personally opened." ”

This letter was actually going to be sent to Liang Guo!

Zhao Feng was slightly stunned, but he didn't show it on his face, and he still wrote it meticulously for her.

The woman pretended to be a letter, paid the pen, and was about to go out, when she looked up and saw that there was such a light among the several strings of lanterns hanging on the wall, and the picture screen depicted a scene of a couple taking their children to the water's edge, the brushwork was vivid, and the smile on the face of the person in the painting was also very real. Zhao Feng was made to meet the occasion of the Shangsi Festival, so he painted a group of joy and harmony.

She looked at it twice, and was in a trance. Zhao Feng immediately seized the opportunity to sell: "Girl, would you like to take it away? I can add a wooden pole and make it into a cage, and I can carry it to the garden in fourteen days." ”

Carrying lanterns, which is the work of subordinates in large households, except for the Shangsi Festival. It is said that on this day, you can "shine blessing" by lighting the lantern yourself, which is homophonic "blessing".

"Don't want this. The woman frowned, and Zhao Feng noticed that there was a very light and faint vertical line in the center of her eyebrows. It seems that she usually makes this action.

How can there be so many troubles in a girl's house? Zhao Feng was thinking about it, but saw her pointing to another lantern: "This one is not bad, change it to a lantern for me." ”

Zhao Feng glanced at it and was a little speechless. The lamp depicts a group of lions with a majestic expression. The lion's symbol is a bloody mouth, fangs and claws, and he keeps them all, otherwise it would not be a lion but a dog.

Despite its small size, it is not a lantern in people's hands, and it is usually hung on the ancestral hall to ward off evil spirits. Zhao Feng couldn't help but say more: "You, are you sure?"

"Are you going to sell it?" she was a little impatient, this man was too mother-in-law, and there was some senseless kindness and weakness.

She remembered what Zhao Feng did on that stormy night.

When it came to money, Zhao Feng immediately came back to his senses: "Sell! ”

He quickly removed the lantern and transformed it.

The young man's fingers are slender, flying up and down, and he is very sophisticated. The woman sat down at the table and waited, as if watching him add a rod, but Zhao Feng found that she was out of focus, in fact, she was just in a daze.

She's always preoccupied.

Hey, why did he use the word "always"? He and this woman were only meeting for the second time.

He was working hard, and another person rushed in outside, dressed as a small servant, and saluted the woman: "Miss Nine, the old lady is looking for you to go back." ”

The woman let out a long sigh before asking Zhao Feng, "Are you okay?"

"Alright!" he quickly finished the final step and handed over the finished product. "Originally, it cost forty yuan, and the acquaintance price only charged you thirty-seven yuan!"

The woman sighed: "When you are an acquaintance, it's not worth much." After that, she picked up the lantern, and the little guy next to her hurriedly took it for her.

Judging by her demeanor, clothing, manners, words and deeds, she is not from a small family, she is knowledgeable and self-contained. Zhao Feng felt strange again, why didn't she write it herself?

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