The Legend of Martial Arts: the Strongest Handyman

After her eyes stayed on the wheel for a few seconds, her whole body twitched instantly, as if she was shocked by something.

"If my guess is correct, this seems to be... a revolving sword?~!"

Aunt Fan didn't think about the consequences at all, and all she thought about at this moment was just two words.

Blackstone!

"This is the sword of the Blackstone Wheel King, how could it be in your hands? In the rumors of the Jianghu some time ago, it was rumored that the largest underworld in our Ming Dynasty existed, and the Blackstone organization was destroyed by the Blackstone Wheel King. Come on, I really think it's fake!"

Aunt Fan's eyes were full of horror at this time, and now she can finally verify the rumors!

She is not a person in the rivers and lakes, but a bookseller who runs around the world and occasionally contacts a few people in the rivers and lakes.

She had always wanted to find someone to verify what she had heard before, and those people were unpredictable about Blackstone... They didn't tell her the truth at all, which made her really uncomfortable.

Qin Feng glanced at the woman in front of him with interest: "Do you recognize it?"

"That's natural!"

Aunt Fan immediately picked up the words: "This sword is described as extremely mysterious in many books, and its appearance is indispensable in all kinds of stories!"

"I thought all this was just a bizarre story, but I never thought that it was all true... I was fortunate enough to see the real story today."

Qin Feng just raised the corners of his mouth, and without waiting for Aunt Fan to continue speaking, he turned around and jumped up from the door and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Aunt Fan realized that the person in front of her had disappeared. She turned her head to look at Xiao Guo as if she had seen a ghost, but what she got was a shrug of "None of my business" from Xiao Guo.

"Oh, don't look at it, Qin Feng is the person with the highest martial arts in our inn, and his strength has already exceeded our imagination!"

Guo Furong directly pulled Aunt Fan back, and then muttered: "Why are you surprised! Qin Feng killed the Blackstone Organization nearly a month ago, and I remember that the court was still in the Jianghu Times at that time. It was specially published!"

Aunt Fan suddenly realized: "Is this true?"

"Oh my God, I read these news reports on "Jianghu Daily" before, and I was still thinking about who dared to describe this organization so boldly... Hey, it's because "Jianghu Daily" almost didn't have it before. Real news was published and I don't believe it anymore."

Madam Fan felt very sorry.

Xiao Guo didn't give her so many opportunities. He pulled Aunt Fan to signal her not to go, and immediately rushed to the backyard.

He rushed directly to the room where Xiucai and Li Dazui lived together.

"Scholarly, talented!"

After all, Guo Furong is a woman with a temperament, and it is not ambiguous to enter the room where the boy is. She rushed in and directly lifted the quilt of Xiucai!

At this time, Xiucai was dreaming of becoming the prefect of Zhejiang, and he was in court when suddenly a gust of wind blew from outside the lobby, blowing him directly from the official chair, so that he couldn't even open his eyes. !

Xiucai hurriedly went to block, and slammed it twice, but was woken up from his sleep.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that his hand was holding Guo Furong's arm in front of him, and he almost attacked straight ahead.

Guo Furong's side is clearly in the process of accumulating explosive skills, and his anger is still brewing!

Xiucai knew in an instant that he was in trouble, and quickly turned over from the bed, pulled the quilt and covered him directly, looking innocently at the chivalrous girl Guo Furong in front of him: "What do you want to do!?"

"I want to ask what are you doing!"

Guo Furong's momentum here is about to launch an overwhelming force, but when she thinks that she has to rely on Xiucai's book to turn over, she instantly softens: "Hurry up and get up Xiucai, the book seller in the capital I told you earlier, Mrs. Fan, is here. !"

Xiucai's head hadn't reacted in the early morning, and after being stunned, he said, "Who?"

・・・・Seeking flowers・・・

"It's the bookseller in the previous capital! "Three Kingdoms Prequels" and "Journey to the West..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xiucai quickly reached out his hand and stopped Guo Furong in front of him: "You mean Fan Wulian, right? I've heard of her, a famous bookseller, I won't go!"

"Also, Guo Furong, the place you came in now is Dazui and I's room, neither of us are wearing much clothes!"

"Get out now!"

Guo Furong became angry when she heard this. She rushed to Zuojiazhuang early in the morning to invite someone, and she managed to invite someone over. Now Xiucai dares to lose her temper! ?

"Overwhelming!"

Just hearing a scream came from the backyard, Xiucai snorted immediately, and heard Aunt Fan who was in the lobby also trembled.

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What kind of battle is this?

She was about to sit still and was about to go to the backyard to go to the theater, when she saw Guo Furong rushing out from the backyard, dragging a scholar-like person like a chicken.

"Lu Xiucai, come here for me!"

Guo Furong roared for a while, and the scholar next to him immediately stood aside obediently and walked over aggrieved.

"This is Lu Qinghou who is going to be introduced to Aunt Fan."

Xiao Guo changed his face and looked at Aunt Fan in front of him, which surprised the woman.

If you really want to ask someone to be so humble, and look at her appearance in front of this Lu Xiucai, she is really a barbaric woman...

Aunt Fan murmured in her heart, but she also greeted Lu Xiucai with a smile: "Mr. Lu, right? I'm Fan Wulian from the capital. Others call me Aunt Fan."

"I'm here today to look at the content of the book you wrote. If possible, our bookstore is willing to print it for you at a high price, and then you and I will be divided into seventy-three percent..."

Xiucai just wanted to say no, but then he asked tentatively about the price: "How much can I earn after printing it?"

Aunt Fan smiled here, and she knew what these people thought.

So she was already prepared.

"At least 5, 6 taels, and as many as tens of thousands of taels are available."

As soon as the words came out, Xiucai, who just wanted to say no, immediately looked at Guo Furong in disbelief, and the trembling and poor expression came out again: "How much did you say... tens of thousands of taels?!" Qian.

Chapter 203

The performance of Xiucai seemed to be expected by Aunt Fan, she smiled and looked at the sour Xiucai who was knocked unconscious by the cake she threw, and continued to calmly say: "I can guarantee you this! "

"You know how many taels of silver I made for the original "Three Kingdoms Prequel", and I scare you to death!"

Aunt Fan gestured at Xiucai twice, "Just this number, this number, this number!"

The three or two gestures were so fast that the two of them couldn't see clearly at all.

Guo Furong simply shook her head, and then hurriedly stretched out her hand to signal Aunt Fan here to stop shaking her gestures. The least number she saw in Aunt Fan's hand just now was 4 and 5!

That means four or five thousand taels of silver! ?

Four or five thousand taels is really a lot in this era. With this money, I can easily live in a mansion, close to the river, and the location is excellent...

"Four or five thousand silver!?"

"It's forty or fifty thousand taels!"

Aunt Fan snorted lightly here, but glanced at the gate to confirm that Qin Feng had not come back.

For Qin Feng, the money she earns is absolutely nothing, and it is more likely that when she says it, she will be ridiculed!

Aunt Fan is very self-aware of this.

Therefore, she acted very cautious in front of Qin Feng from the beginning.

Now that Qin Feng has confirmed that she is gone, she can brag a lot in front of these two people.

"You can earn so much!"

Xiucai hurriedly sat at the table, pinched his left hand, and began to mutter something.

"What are you doing as a talent?"

Aunt Fan didn't know what Lu Xiucai was doing for a while.

"Oh, leave him alone!"

Xiao Guo had seen a lot of Lu Xiucai's insane operations, so he directly took out the half-written book from his clothes - "Wulin Biography"!

"Aunt Fan, this is a book written by Xiucai, you can take a look first, if there is anything inappropriate, we will change it!"

Guo Furong's action of drawing the book was really too fast, and the scholar didn't even have time to stop him, but he could only see that the book in his arms was already in the hands of Aunt Fan.

Madam Fan took a look at the title of the book "Wulin Biography", and tsk tsk.

"The title of the book... doesn't seem to be domineering enough!"

"but……"

"Now we have Wulin Zhengshi, Wulin Zhuanji, and Jianghu Secret Stories in our martial arts... These books have taken up a part. Now think about it, it's not bad to call it "Wulin Biography"!"

Aunt Fan persuaded herself, smacking her lips and opening the first chapter of Xiucai.

……

At this time, Xiucai has only written the content of the tenth chapter, and the sloppy handwriting is like a white horse passing through a gap.

Aunt Fan browsed very fast here, and when she raised her eyes, time was only a stick of incense!

"it is good!"

Aunt Fan suddenly patted the table, then turned and grabbed Xiucai directly on the shoulder.

"Say, did you write all these things?"

Xiucai was frightened by Aunt Fan, who suddenly burst into flames at this time. In her hurry, she forgot what she should do. Instead, Xiao Guo reacted immediately and quickly rescued him from Aunt Fan's hands. .

"Of course it was written by a scholar!"

"I've said it before, but now look at it, I didn't brag about it!"

Guo Furong giggled instantly.

She saw Aunt Fan's performance just now, and she knew very well what quality this book was!

According to Aunt Fan's scheming, even if a bookseller like her encounters a good-looking book, she will not be so anxious and excited at that time.

And this time, after reading Xiucai's book, Aunt Fan obviously lost her composure, enough to see how shocked she was by this book.

"Yes Yes!"

"Who is the image depicted in this book? Was it created by the scholar based on himself, or someone else?"