Qiao Chen'an spent the night in cultivation, and for cultivators, in addition to sleeping, meditation and cultivation may be the best way to rest.

Before I knew it, the sky was already bright, and the people outside the window were noisy, filled with a red and earthly atmosphere, and the whole city woke up from its slumber again.

On the bed, Qiao Chenan sat cross-legged, his expression was indifferent, although he had pulled a bun, there was still long black hair hanging down on his shoulders like a waterfall, looking from a distance, there was a kind of majestic momentum like a rock, as quiet as a bamboo, as if he was in harmony with the Tao.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is always a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hands are pinched and placed on his lap, like a Buddha smiling with flowers, which is calming.

He opened his eyes, although there was a magic circle set up by Huangfu Xuan to cover it, but it could not completely hide the miracle of the heavy pupils, the double pupils were blazing, overflowing with wisps of brilliance, and in an instant, it seemed that two electric lights crossed by, which made people's hearts palpitate.

Qiao Chen'an walked slowly to the window, looking at the blue-tiled houses in front of him, feeling the breath of red dust, and gradually showing a smile on his face, compared with sitting in the deep mountains and ancient caves for years as an ascetic, he prefers the current life.

It's noisy, but it's real.

With a squeak, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a small figure shook into the room, his originally sleepy eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted in surprise: "Brother Qiao!" But it was Huangfu Xuan who came back.

In the days when Qiao Chen'an was away, Huangfu Xuan felt very happy at first, and finally didn't have to be lectured by him anymore, but after a few days, his mood became low, and he began to miss Qiao Chen'an's life when he was by his side, and then he felt how lonely it was to have no one by his side.

In addition to being by his side since he was a child and taking care of his sister Jiaona, Qiao Chenan is the second person he really wants to rely on.

For a few days, he would subconsciously come to this inn every morning to take a look to see if Qiao Chen'an had returned, but he didn't expect to see it today!

Huang Fuxuan trotted all the way and pounced on Qiao Chen'an's body, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, his little face was full of joy, and he looked up and smiled: "Brother Qiao, you can be regarded as back!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Chen'an's mouth, and he reached out and touched Huang Fuxuan's hair, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, but he hadn't seen him for a few days, and he really missed this little guy, and said with a smile: "Well! I'm back." ”

He took Huang Fuxuan's little hand and came to the bed, pinched his nose with a smile, and asked, "Have you listened to Mr. Wu these days when I was away? If I find out that you are naughty, I will not spare you!"

Huang Fuxuan pouted dissatisfiedly, grabbed the corners of his clothes with both hands, and said, "How can there be! ”

Qiao Chenan laughed when he heard this, looking at the little guy's complaining expression of "you are wrong to blame others", and suddenly a strange feeling of being a parent suddenly arose in his heart.

In a way, he took care of Huangfu Xuan's diet and daily life, and even sent him to the hall, asking Mr. Wu to teach him the truth of being a person and reading, which is really something that only parents do.

I can't help but think of his sister Jiaona, although I have only met a few times before and after, but the words and deeds of that woman have left a deep impression on him, elegant and indifferent, wise and dignified, it is a completely different feeling from all the women he has ever seen, as if she does not belong to this world.

I still remember the scene when the two met for the first time, Jiao Na held Huang Fuxuan's palm and stood quietly by the river, like a picture scroll.

I don't know where she is now, and what she's doing to leave my brother to take care of her.

Thinking about it, he was a little distracted, and suddenly felt that his sleeves were pulled a few times, and when he lowered his head, he found that Huangfu Xuan was looking up at him, and said: "Brother Qiao, Qian Gongzi said that when you come back, he will let me take you to him, it seems that he has something to discuss with you." ”

"Really?" Qiao Chenan said to himself, it seemed that Qian Duoduo had business matters to discuss with him.

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In the west of Hangzhou, there is a mansion covering an area of several acres, the gorgeous door wall is far from being comparable to the surrounding people, as if standing out from the crowd, the momentum is extraordinary, it is the branch of the Qian family in Hangzhou City.

Two mighty stone lions stood guard on both sides of the vermilion gate, raising their eyes to look ahead, majestic, showing the extraordinary nature of the owner.

When Qiao Chen'an came to the door, a doorman came to ask, and when he reported his name, the waiter's face suddenly showed surprise, and he hurriedly let him into the house, obviously because he had been informed by Qian Duoduo in advance.

As soon as you enter the hospital, you will see rockery and flowing water everywhere, pavilions and buildings, a large number of exotic flowers and plants are planted in the courtyard, at this time all have sprouts, at a glance, full of new green. There are a lot of peaches and plums mixed in, and the pink petals are dotted in a patch of green, which will never make people feel monotonous and cold, making people dizzy.

Not far away is a pool of green and sparkling lake, sparkling, reflecting the surrounding ancient pavilions, mountains and stones, as if they are integrated, and people do not feel the slightest trace of artificial carving.

The waiter led him into the drawing-room, offered him fragrant tea, lit sandalwood, and the room was filled with a strange fragrance, and after a short wait, he withdrew himself, and as he left, he could not help but glance curiously over his shoulder.

Qiao Chen sat quietly for a while, sipped tea, and when he saw that there was no one in the room, he poured another cup of steaming tea and handed it to his shoulder. There was a small white fox lying quietly there, with a humanized look flashing in his eyes, stretching his neck, stretching his mouth into the teacup, taking two sips, and suddenly said: "Brother Qiao, what is this, it's too unpleasant!"

Qiao Chenan smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "You don't understand the taste of tea." His eyes suddenly froze, and he said softly: "Someone is coming!"

Turning to look out of the door, I saw Qian Duoduo running towards the house with a anxious face, and when he saw him from afar, he shouted before he entered the house: "Brother Qiao, junior brother, I am entangled in everything, but I never want to neglect my brother, and I hope that my brother will forgive my sins!"

How could the attendants around him ever seen his little master treat people so politely, what kind of origin is this Qiao Chen'an? Subconsciously looked at others, but saw his surprised face in the eyes of the other party.

Although Qian Duoduo likes to make friends with talented people, if Qiao Chenan is just an ordinary scholar, he is naturally not worthy of his treatment, but he is not only the actual partner of his perfume business, but also a student of Wang Lizhi, the president of Chongwen Academy.

And he is just a family of merchants, although the Great Xia Dynasty does not suppress business, but the status of merchants is much worse than that of scholars, no matter in which aspect, Qiao Chenan is worthy of his careful hospitality.

When Qian Duoduo ran to the house, his forehead was already slightly sweaty, Qiao Chen'an got up and saluted, and said with a smile: "Between you and me, why bother about this, besides, I have just arrived, Brother Qian, please take a seat!"

Qian Duoduo's chest rose and fell, he took a few deep breaths, sat down on the chair, and then found the white fox lying on Qiao Chen'an's shoulder, looked at his side again, and said suspiciously: "Brother Qiao, why don't you see Huangfu Xuan coming with you?"

As soon as the words fell, he saw that the white fox on Qiao Chen'an's shoulder seemed to have a somewhat playful expression on his face, he shook his head, thinking that he had been working too hard for the perfume business in the past few days, and he had hallucinations. But he heard Qiao Chenan speak: "Ah Xuan, he is studying next to Mr. Wu, and he didn't come with him." ”

Qian Duoduo nodded, and said with a straight face: "That's right, you can't delay reading!" If he knew that the white fox on Qiao Chen'an's shoulder was changed by Huangfu Xuan, he would be stunned.

Qiao Chenan got straight to the point and said, "Brother Qian is looking for me, but it's for business?"

Qian Duoduo smiled: "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from my brother." Now I have found the most famous craftsman in the city, and I have produced hundreds of sets of tools that you have given me, brother. Not only that, but my workshop has already made the first batch of products, and the popularity is beyond imagination!"

After listening to his narration, Qiao Chenan knew that during the time he went to Jinhua, the workshop under the Qian family had made the first batch of perfumes in the Great Xia Dynasty, and used the channels of the Qian family in Hangzhou to enter the rich family, the Qinglou painting boat, and as expected, these women really couldn't resist the charm of perfume, and they were fascinated one by one, almost crazy, and some people even bid a thousand taels just to buy this small bottle.

After all, what woman in this world doesn't want to be able to make herself more beautiful?

However, in a short period of time, perfume was only circulated in the hands of a small number of people, and it has not yet become popular with the public, which is why Qiao Chenan has not seen anyone selling perfume in the city.

As for the procurement of raw materials, the members of the Axe Gang under Huang Fu Xuan helped a lot, and Qiao Chenan only then knew that the flower pickers he saw in Longmen Mountain were all Huang Fu Xuan's subordinates.

Originally, a group of rough men with swords and slashing and slashing, doing improper business actually did the work of picking flowers, Qiao Chenan thought about it and felt that this style of painting was a bit fresh and refined......

As for how to operate and sell in the later stage, this is the Qian family's business, it is not his turn to worry about it, Qiao Chenan only played the role of providing technology in this, to put it bluntly, it is a bit similar to the patent holders of later generations.

Qian Duoduo clapped his palms, and immediately someone came to the hall step by step, holding a square plate covered with a red cloth with both hands, Qian Duoduo personally took the square plate, brought it to Qiao Chen'an, uncovered the red cloth, only to find that all the inside were large silver tickets, I am afraid that it would be no less than a few thousand taels, and said: "These rights are regarded as profits paid in advance, Brother Qiao must not refuse." ”

Qiao Chenan smiled slightly, and was not polite, put away all the silver tickets on the plate, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Qian for your kindness." Thinking in his heart, he estimated that Qian Duoduo knew that his family was not wealthy and he didn't have much money left, so he would use the excuse of paying in advance to help himself in disguise. But he never mentioned the things he was short of, and his way of dealing with people was very old-fashioned.

Besides, if you don't accept this money, I'm afraid that you will feel uneasy if you have a lot of money!

Sure enough, Qian Duoduo saw him unceremoniously put away all the silver tickets, a smile appeared on his face, the two sat opposite each other, and said something about business.

Walking on the streets of Hangzhou City, the surrounding cars and horses are noisy, the flow of people is like weaving, as if the tide is surging, the wine flags fluttering on the street, the shops are lined up, and the ears are full of the sound of small merchants and hawkers, so it is not lively.

Qiao Chen'an strolled, unconsciously came to the shore of the West Lake, it was April, the West Lake has long been gone in winter, replaced by a piece of red and green, flowers like weaving, both sides of the bank are weeping willows and pink peaches, the lake reflects the distant mountains and close scenes, like heaven and earth.

Qiao Chen'an stood on the shore of the lake, sparkling under his feet, overgrown with aquatic weeds, and a few carp chasing back and forth in the water, he gradually became a little distracted.

Thinking back on everything that happened after he came to this world, when did he adapt to life here? I'm afraid even he doesn't know, looking back, the forest of steel seems to be gradually blurring in the long river of memory.

The pedestrians around him were in a hurry, and the wind was blowing the new shoots of the branches, but he had been standing motionless by the lake, in a deep daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

It wasn't until Huangfu Xuan's shout came from his ears that he suddenly realized.

"Brother Qiao, what are you doing in a daze?" the white fox asked softly as he lay lazily on his shoulder.

Hearing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Qiao Chen'an's mouth, leaned over and picked up a stone under his feet, threw it hard to the center of the lake, looked into the distance, touched the fur of the white fox Guanghua, and said with a smile: "I'm thinking about life!"

There was a look of doubt in the white fox's narrow eyes, obviously not understanding what he meant by thinking about life.

If you follow the direction of his sight, all the way to the southwest, endless mountains are continuous, looking at it from afar, winding and soaring, as if thousands of dragons are dancing around the pearls, the clouds and mist are swirling, the smoke is misty, only to the mountainside, like the streamer on the waist of the fairy, majestic and magnificent.

And in this infinite mountain, a mountain range full of aura, mist, and shaped like an immortal lying on its side is located in it, which is the world-famous Qingcheng Mountain.

On the mountainside, clouds and mist shrouded in a thin veil, and a pool of crystal amber water glowed with colorful colors in the sunlight that pierced through the mist.

The calm water suddenly broke, and a slender white shadow quickly rushed into the air with countless water droplets, hovering over a stalactite pillar by the lake.

The originally clear sky suddenly appeared with thick dark clouds, the sky was black and oppressive, and it fell downward, and thick electric lights flickered, and the air was filled with a depressing and dull atmosphere.

Boom a series of huge sounds, suddenly thunder rolled in the sky, countless thick thunderbolts broke through the barrier of the clouds and smashed towards the white shadow in the lake, and the terrifying electric light erupted, as if it wanted to completely destroy it.

It turned out to be a huge thunderstorm.

The white shadow looked up to the sky and spit out a milky white inner pill, which was also misty, with endless brilliance flickering, emitting a pearl-like luster.

The thunder that fell in mid-air seemed to be attracted, and all of them were intertwined and slashed towards the Neidan suspended in mid-air, and in an instant, thousands of rays of light burst out, lightning swirled, and the thunder and light danced wildly, and the thunder lights intertwined in mid-air, but they were all blocked by the Neidan.

As if half-provoked by the actions of the creatures below, the clouds became bigger and bigger, and half of the sky became dark and dull, as if it had suddenly entered dusk, and a gust of wind blew between the heavens and the earth at some point, and the fog was completely blown away, leaving only the sparkling water reflecting the terrifying thunderclouds in the sky.

There was another series of loud bangs, and the sky seemed to crack, and thousands of purple thunderbolts rushed out of the dark clouds and rushed towards the white shadow of the catastrophe!