"Guest officer, this is a good wolf pen, two taels of silver is definitely not high. ”

A shrewd man with a thin body and two mustaches on his face said to An Quan.

"If it's a good wolf pen, two taels of silver is naturally not expensive!" An Quan said with a slight turn of the brush in his hand.

Hearing this, the mustache had a happy look on his face.

Secretly, I'm afraid I'm going to make a lot of money today.

"But...... A pen made of rabbit fur, I'm afraid it's not worth so much, right?" A smile appeared at the corner of An Quan's mouth, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at the mustache.

An Quan looked gentle and smiled.

But the mustache felt that the way the guest officer laughed made people feel a little hairy.

The mustache's expression changed slightly, and then he said: "I'm afraid the guest officer is laughing, I'm a real wolf."

Authentic yellow skin tail hair, one tail is barely made into this pen!"

In order to fool people, the mustache has obviously done his homework.

An Quan didn't believe him, grabbed a piece of ink from the cabinet casually, and said, "Two taels of silver is fine, plus this piece of ink!"

Upon hearing this, the mustache's face showed a bitter color.

This piece of ink is really a good thing, the high-quality ink produced by Tianqingfang, such a small piece is almost two taels of silver.

If you take another rabbit pen, your business will be in vain.

The mustache was naturally reluctant, and said: "Guest officer, if you add this piece of azure ink, it will cost at least four taels of silver! My wolf pen will cost two taels......

At this time, the mustache still had a trace of luck in his heart, expecting An Quan to not see the authenticity of this pen.

"Is it a wolf, you and I know it in our hearts!" An Quan didn't want to listen to his ramblings, took out two taels of silver and put it on the cabinet, and said, "That's all!"

"Alas...... Guest, you add a little more. At this price, I really can't sell it......" The mustache was unwilling and continued to rub his head.

An Quan ignored him, put the pen and ink into his arms, turned his head and left.

"Guest Officer ......"

"Alas...... Guest officer......"

......

The mustache didn't give up, and shouted in the back, expecting An Quan to give more.

Who knows, An Quan turned a deaf ear.

The mustache just gave up.

sighed: "Alas...... It's hard to do business! Sharp eyes can poke people to death......"

An Quan doesn't care if his business is difficult or not, these people who sell things don't make enough money. After buying a house, the little female ghost doesn't have much money left.

I'll have to buy some bedding and new furniture later.

If you don't think about it, the money is not well spent.

Although the soft rice of the little female ghost is very delicious, An Quan's self-esteem as a man is still a little faint.

......

After buying all the things, An Quan returned to the house with a large bag and a small bag.

An Quan couldn't get the furniture back by himself, so he told the guys in the store to deliver it to the door later.

As soon as they heard that these things were sent to the ancestral mansion of the Wang family, those guys were a little afraid, but they couldn't help but listen to the guests' requests.

Eventually, the guys agreed with bitter faces.

An Quan bought two futons.

Although the little female ghost may not need it, An Quan still prepared a set for her.

Then, An Quan walked into the room and pulled up the little female ghost who was lying on the bed on all fours, paying no attention to the image.

The little female ghost was originally reading "Yunshan Love" with relish, but she looked very unhappy after being picked up by An Quan.

But when Anquan threw the newly bought futon to her, she became happy again, and ran over to decorate her bedroom excitedly.

It didn't take much effort to clean up the house, and the dust in the room was cleaned up with a dust removal spell.

The fallen leaves in the yard are just a trick to resist the wind, and they are cleaned up.

An Quan cleaned up the house inside and out, and then walked to the stone table in the middle of the courtyard and sat down.

The newly bought teapot was placed on the stone table and a pot of water was boiled.

At this time, the guys from the furniture shop had already delivered the furniture.

An Quan commanded them and put all the furniture in place. At this time, the water was already boiling. Out of politeness, An Quan politely asked the guys to drink a cup of tea before leaving.

When all the guys heard An Quan's invitation, without exception, they all refused very simply.

Without him, when they were in their homes, everyone felt a cold aura hovering around them.

In addition, they have all heard that the Wang family's ancestral house is haunted, and it is already a gamble to give furniture to their lives, where do they dare to drink tea!

Is it difficult to live a small life?

Seeing them come to this point, An Quan naturally knew what the reason was.

When the furniture was arranged, the little female ghost kept running around them, which scared people!

Think no more.

An Quan was ready to make tea.

Of course, he doesn't know much about tea art. Just casually pour boiling water into the pot and add the tea leaves. In this way, the tea is ready.

Holding the teapot in one hand and "Li Sleepwalking" in the other, An Quan lay comfortably on the rattan chair he had just bought.

Take a sip of strong tea and read a book.

The end is that it is good to enjoy.

The rattan chair also has the share of a little female ghost, but it is slightly smaller than Anquan's.

The little female ghost also learned from An Quan, lying on a wicker chair, holding "Yunshan Love" in her right hand.

Looking at her empty left hand again, the little female ghost was a little unhappy, and said, "Anquan, why don't I have a teapot?"

"I bought it for you, can you drink it?" An Quantou didn't reply.

"Then I'll buy it too! Why do you have it and I don't?"

The little female ghost who feels that she has been treated unfairly is a little angry.

"You should read less of these books and read more of the "Meditation Technique", and only after the ghost body is free of leaks, can you be considered to have achieved success!" An Quan said.

After being educated by An Quan, the little female ghost seemed to have thought of something, and she couldn't stand the "Yunshan Love" in her hand.

Seeing that the little female ghost put down "Yunshan Love" and silently recited "Meditation Tips", An Quan was a little relieved in his heart.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door of the house.

An Quan got up from the wicker chair and walked over to open the door.

"Beauty?"

Standing outside the door was Chen Po's daughter-in-law, whose name had been heard by An Quan at the stall before. Behind her was a tiger-headed little boy.

The little one was hiding behind his mother, looking at An Quan curiously.

"An Gongzi ......" Mei Niang took out something wrapped in lotus leaves, handed it to An Quan, and said, "Mother-in-law, she made some steamed buns, thinking of An Gongzi, you just moved here, and you live alone." and told me to bring some to you. ”

An Quan took it and said, "Thank you." ”

"My grandmother's steamed buns are delicious!" The little boy behind the beautiful girl also interjected at this time.

"Hehe......" An Quan reached out and touched his head, and said, "Chen Po's craftsmanship, naturally, there is nothing to say. ”

An Gongzi smiled. This is my son Chen Zheng, a little naughty. Meiniang said embarrassedly, then pulled the child behind her and said, "Hurry up and call An Gongzi!"

"An Gongzi is a good ......"

The little one listened to his mother and exclaimed respectfully.

"Hello......" An Quan reached out again and touched the top of Chen Zheng's head, and a breath of breath entered the little guy's body from his palm.

This breath is enough to make this little guy healthy and free from all diseases.

This little guy is pure-minded and knows etiquette, and An Quan also likes him a lot in his heart.

It is said that among these neighbors, since people give buns to themselves, they should also return some gifts.

It's just that there is nothing in his hand that can be used as a gift, although he gave the little guy a breath just now, but An Quan doesn't think it's okay.

After thinking about it a little in his heart, An Quan asked the beautiful lady to come in and sit in the courtyard for a while.

And he himself walked into the house.

After a while, An Quan walked out with a small puppet in his hand.

It's a palm-sized pony, and An Quan just walked into the house to make this puppet.

The puppets are not very delicate, but An Quan depicts a small formation that he learned from "Li Mengyou".

This means that as soon as the pony is put on the ground, it will move around on its own.

As long as the mana injected by An Quan is still there, this little wooden horse will keep moving.

Chen Zheng's attention was quickly attracted by the puppet, and he had a lot of fun playing there alone.

Seeing this, Meiniang quickly pulled her son up, thanked An Quan and left. As a widow, she stayed in Anquan's house for a long time, and if it spread, it would have a bad impact.