Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 87: Throwing Fruit into the Car (Please Recommend)
"Now you can learn the piano."

After nine days of hard study, Feng Qingyan suddenly realized something.

He did not continue studying hard, but put down the yellowed book in his hand and walked out of the library.

It is no use continuing to study hard. What I need now is to practice the piano again and again.

However, before practicing the piano, you still need to buy a piano that suits you.

At this time, he returned to the wooden house, ready to take the money to Bocheng to buy a piano, but saw Jiuge was working hard to wipe the table, and was already sweating profusely.

"Sir, are you back?"

When Jiuge saw Feng Qingyan coming back, he immediately bowed and continued to wipe the table carefully. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his face.

"Jiuge, the table has been wiped very clean, there is no need to wipe it again." Feng Qingyan reminded, "Besides, Madam Chen has already wiped it, so you don't need to do these things..."

"oh oh."

Jiuge was holding a rag, looking a little helpless.

In the past few days, she has been rushing to do work in front of Feng Qingyan, either wiping the table or sweeping the floor, trying to please Feng Qingyan.

This left Feng Qingyan speechless.

Feng Qingyan took the money and went out, taking a carriage to Bocheng.

Bocheng is still as lively as usual, as if it has not been affected by evil spirits during this period, and is even more lively than before.

Before Zangshan Academy was built, people from Bocheng kept moving away from this place.

But when the construction of Zangshan Academy began, many people moved back and even attracted many businesses to settle there.

Moreover, some noble families also moved to Bocheng.

Not long after, the carriage stopped at a musical instrument shop. Feng Qingyan took a look and walked in.

"Meet Feng Sanding."

"Meet Feng Sanding."

As soon as Feng Qingyan got off the carriage, he was recognized by passers-by on the street.

Before he even entered the store, many people came towards him, paying respects and trying to catch a glimpse of the gentleman's demeanor...

His reputation is just too great.

World-renowned is not just a saying, but real world-renowned, known to everyone in the world, young and old.

But in just a moment, the whole street was in an uproar.

"Feng Sanding is here?"

"Go and see Feng Sanding."

"I heard that Feng Sanding is unrivaled in the world, and few people in the world can match him..."

Upon hearing the news, people in the city rushed over.

Feng Sanding was famous all over the world, and as people from Bocheng, they were proud of him and had long regarded Feng Sanding as a native of Bocheng.

"As expected of you, you are Feng Sanding."

"Once Feng Sandu comes out, who in the world can compete with him?"

In a restaurant on the street, several students who were drinking happily looked out the window at the crowded street and couldn't help but sigh.

"Bartender, serve the drinks."

At this time, a student shouted, but after a long time, the bartender did not serve the drinks, so he shouted again and again: "Bartender? Bartender? Why don't you serve the drinks?!"

"No need to shout, the bartender has gone to see Feng Sanding." Another student shook his head and said.

Several students felt helpless when they heard this, as they didn't expect that even the bartender had run away.

Is Feng Sanding so charming?
Feng Sanding’s charm is indeed so great that almost everyone on the street comes here because of him.

However, at this time, he had already entered the music shop, which made the people outside feel very regretful, but he still refused to leave and wanted to stay until Feng Sanding came out.

There are several lyres on display in the music shop.

However, they were all very ordinary seven-stringed harps. Feng Qingyan touched the surfaces of the harps one by one, but found none that suited him.

He was disappointed.

And there is only one piano shop in Bocheng...

Because evil spirits would come to worship at the burial mountain from time to time, and when the evil spirits passed through Bocheng, they would also devour the lives of people from time to time, causing more and more people to move away.

As a result, the once big city Bocheng became increasingly desolate and eventually turned into a small city.

How could you find a good piano in a small town? Although it is possible that it will become prosperous again because of Zangshan Academy, it will take time.

A moment later, Feng Qingyan came out of the music shop and found that there were more people outside, constantly shouting "Feng Sanding" or "Feng Langjun".

Moreover, most of them are women.

"My dear, please go."

Chen Niu said anxiously that he was almost torn to pieces by the woman.

Feng Qingyan bowed to everyone around him and hurriedly got into the car.

But what surprised him was that although the women surrounded the ox cart, they did not block the road. At this time, many women brought fruits and vegetables, so many that the ox cart could not fit them at all, but the women kept bringing them.

Chen Niu, who was driving the cart, had been buried under the pile of fruits and vegetables.

The car is filled with thrown fruits.

"My papaya has been delivered to Mr. Feng's ox cart."

One woman was so happy that she danced with joy and said excitedly: "Look, Mr. Feng has lifted the curtain. Ah, Mr. Feng is so beautiful. I am going to faint..."

Many women shouted words of admiration to Feng Qingyan.

"Feng Sanding has a wonderful appearance and a good look. One day, he was walking on the road of Bocheng. All the women who met him held his hands and embraced him."

When Feng Qingyan left, someone sighed like this.

When Feng Qingyan returned to the south bank, the students saw so many fruits on the ox cart and asked curiously. A student happened to come back from Bocheng and told them about the scene, which made the students envious.

"Sir, if I were to go for a ride, would I also throw fruits to fill the carriage?"

Liu Ling was envious when he saw it, and immediately became eager to try it out, full of confidence.

"You?" Zhu Yan looked Liu Ling up and down and couldn't help laughing. "I'm afraid the old ladies will spit at you."

"you!"

Liu Ling glared angrily.

"How many people in the world are qualified to be the third rank?" Helian Shan smiled and shook his head, "It's better not to try."

At this time, Feng Qingyan came to the Qinyuan and asked Mu Yu, Fang Wang and other Qin players where to find a good Qin. In the eyes of Mu Yu, Fang Wang and other Qin players, the good Qin that Feng Qingyan mentioned was naturally a seven-stringed Qin of good quality.

But is it easy to get a quality seven-stringed harp?
So they all shook their heads.

"No?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and then asked Helianshan, Zhou Chang, and even Yanshan and other students. However, in their eyes, the good zither Feng Qingyan was referring to was still a seven-stringed zither of good quality, and they all said they didn't have one.

After all, a quality seven-stringed lyre is not easy to come by.

Now in the entire Fengming Qin Society, only Mu Yu and Fang Wang have a ninth-grade seven-stringed qin.

They paid a huge price to obtain this ninth-grade seven-stringed harp.

The piano is a high school item and is very expensive.

Even the most common seven-stringed harp costs dozens of taels each, and a quality seven-stringed harp is hard to come by at a fortune.

It can only be said that it is something you can only encounter by chance.

Feng Qingyan was full of doubts and could only give up for the time being.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed. Feng Qingyan looked at his hands, feeling helpless. Who could have thought that finding a piano that suits him would be so difficult...

"Brother, something terrible has happened."

When Feng Qingyan came out of the library, some students ran towards him and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Qingyan stopped asking and frowned slightly.

"It's the zither clubs from the top ten academies that sent a letter of challenge to the Fengming Zither Club." The student hurriedly handed over the letter of challenge, his face full of worry and anxiety.

"Does the shepherdess know about this?" Feng Qingyan asked as he took it.

"The girl already knows, let me tell my brother."

The student said.

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PS: There is still one chapter to go at around one o'clock. Sorry for being late today!

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