Chapter 109: The Man Who Paints the Portrait
Han Tu took the portrait and glanced at it a few times at random, but it was quite detailed. The poster-sized piece of fine rice paper depicts the appearance of the warrior, the usual moves, and the martial arts he excels at.
Looking at Chen Xiaoxiao's expectant eyes, Han Tu didn't want to refute her face, and responded: "Okay, I'll watch it." ”
Chen Xiaoxiao excitedly pulled Han Tu's arm and exclaimed, it's really good!
"By the way, Tutu, Daddy will come back tomorrow night, let's have dinner together, right?"
After getting along these days, Han Tu always likes to eat alone. Although Chen Xiaoxiao didn't know why, she still respected the latter's idea.
Right now, my father is coming back. Chen Xiaoxiao also wanted to introduce his father, a seventeen-year-old boy who might be able to save the Chen family.
Her father is coming back, and her relatives are returning from a long journey, and as a daughter, she must make a delicious meal with her own hands, right?
As soon as she thought of her making it herself, Han Tu remembered the scene when she ate the somen noodles before, and immediately teased: "Yes? Congratulations, what are you going to cook? soup noodles or lo noodles?"
Chen Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then her face flushed.
"I'm not just going to be down there, huh! Wait, I'll surprise you!"
Han Tu smiled and stopped talking.
Chen Xiaoxiao invited Han Tu to dine together, but the latter excused herself on the grounds that something was wrong. She didn't care, after all, judging from the past few days, Han Tu was indeed a little unsociable.
Walking on the street, Han Tu looked around, this town is located in the center of Xuandu, naturally there are many local products and novelties that Yue Country does not have.
Han Tu bought a few things at random and threw them in the spirit bag, and the seller thought that Han Tu was a trick, and couldn't help but applaud Han Tu's superb technology.
Han Tu nodded at him and sped away.
I don't know if it's because of maturity, or if Han Tu is no longer very suitable for secular life, and after walking around, I began to feel a little bored.
"Do you want to see the spirit bag!
Along the way, the shouts were endless. Except for the rather strange things, Han Tu might stop and knock a few times, and the others that were relatively ordinary, he naturally didn't even look at them.
But when he heard the word spirit sac, he immediately stopped, took a few steps back, and came to the stall owner.
The person who shouted for the sale of the spirit bag before was a girl who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a single ponytail hanging down her waist, full of youthful vitality. But his face is full of stains, obviously devastated by life.
It's just that people like this girl really can't be counted, and Han Tu can't do anything. After taking one look, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the trinkets placed in front of the girl.
These few things that don't look brilliant are still very careful, not only the sewing skills are superb, but even the choice of patterns is quite exquisite.
But right now, it's still the matter of the spirit bag that is more important.
Han Tu pointed to the trinkets in front of him and asked, "Is this the spirit sac you are talking about?"
The girl was still screaming, but when she heard someone asking, her eyes were full of color again, and she replied expectantly: "Well, yes, this is my own design, and it is hand-sewn!"
Han Tu, who thought he could pick up the leak, was undoubtedly extremely disappointed after hearing this reply, and Han Tu muttered self-deprecatingly: "What are you thinking, how can you buy a spirit bag in such a place?"
With that, he got up to leave.
Seeing that someone finally asked, the girl hurriedly recommended: "Brother, do you want to choose a few to give to your partner, she will be very happy!"
As soon as Han Tu wanted to open his mouth to refuse, he heard the people around him sarcastically say: "Hehe, do you still make your partner happy to send this kind of thing? ”
The passer-by did not pause in the slightest, and just laughed and walked away.
Han Tu originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the girl's appearance of pear blossoms and rain after being ridiculed, he felt a little unbearable.
I don't have a lot of money, so I just buy it!
Han Tu put away all these so-called spirit sacs and said to the girl, "I want all of these!"
After hearing that Han Tu wanted to buy it, the girl burst into tears and laughed, and she wiped her tears with her hands and said, "A total of twenty yuan." ”
Twenty pennies? I can buy six well-made small pockets, which is really cheap.
After Han Tu threw down the money, he turned around to leave, but the girl stepped forward and grabbed Han Tu's sleeve and said, "Big brother, can you buy some more? ”
Han Tu casually took out a penny of silver from his bosom, which was enough to exchange for more than 100 copper coins according to the economy of Xuandu. After handing it to the girl, he smiled at it and wanted to leave.
The girl still didn't mean to let go, and cried: "Big brother, give me some more, just more." ”
Han Tu was a little angry, and after beating the girl's hand that was holding his sleeve, he looked at her coldly.
The girl was startled by the cold gaze, took a half step back, and fell to the ground.
Han Tu retracted his gaze and shook his head helplessly.
He can't even take care of himself, how can he have the time and energy to sympathize with others? Before, handing over the only silver left on his body to the other party was the only thing he could do.
If it weren't for the girl's pestering, he wouldn't have scared her away with his eyes.
After walking around, Han Tu returned to the room prepared for him by the Chen family, intending to spend the rest of his time cultivating his control over the black qi, and before he met Ren Yi, he thought that his control of the black qi had reached the level of perfection. But after meeting the other party, he understood what it was to control......
When I looked through Ren Yi's spirit sac before, I found the cultivation technique of Huo Yan Chanting inside, even if Han Tu didn't dare to cultivate indiscriminately, it was still okay to refer to the aspects of aura control.
The next day, Chen Xiaoxiao beat up the servant's child, and heard that it was because the child had eaten the pigeon used to pass on the book, so that she could not contact her father.
No, Chen Xiaoxiao rushed back to the Chen family's headquarters early in the morning and waited for his father's return. Although she misses her father very much, she also cares about the Chen family, and told Han Tu many times before leaving, hoping that he can win the game.
After taking the time to look through the martial artist information provided by Chen Xiaoxiao yesterday, Han Tu really couldn't think of a reason to lose.
Surrounded by the rest of the Chen family, Han Tu returned to the ring again, as he expected, under the arrangement of the other families, he was still the first to play, and the opponent was still the warrior of the big Zhang family.
This time, Han Tu didn't use any small means, after all, the first time he used it was because he wanted to save some face for Chen Xiaoxiao.
Take the stage and salute.
Han Tu didn't clench his fists and salute, but just nodded slightly. The other party didn't seem to care much about this kind of etiquette, and didn't say anything, just learned from Han Tu's appearance, and also nodded.
"Baiyi faction, Sheng Wu. ”
"Pyrotechnic ......"
When introducing himself, Han Tu suddenly remembered that he was still being rewarded, and hurriedly changed his words: "Flame Gate, Tu Han!" "Please keep in mind: Lily, website mobile version computer version, Lily free fastest update no anti-theft, no anti-theft, error chapter Ask for a book If you are looking for a book, please add the lily book friend group qq group number 548944127