Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

Ye Fan thanked the boss. When he saw these three things, another bright light flashed across his dark eyes. He picked up the yellow paper with his left hand, and touched the paper with his thumb and index finger on his right hand. Although it was not at the level of talisman paper, it

It can be considered high-grade yellow paper, much better than the ones she is using now.

Besides, although this writing brush is not a talisman brush, it is of good quality, and even the inkstone has a certain background.

This stingy and easy-to-talk boss has such a rich family background.

Ye Fan rolled her eyes and felt Xiao Jiujiu in her heart. She was worried that as her strength increased, Taobao products could no longer meet her requirements, but there was no way to find good products. This kind of feudal superstition could not be used.

Play the drum and ask around.

This is great. Someone brought me a pillow while I was dozing off.

Ye Fan dipped his pen in ink and started writing on the yellow paper, as if he were drawing talismans, with a full posture, and then the words he wrote... were not very eye-catching. After all, writing calligraphy with a brush is different from drawing talismans.

Inheriting the bloodline of the Celestial Master, she can naturally form talismans with her pen, but the calligraphy is different. She has never learned it. It would be good if she can resemble the calligraphy.

After writing on two pieces of yellow paper, Ye Fan did not avoid the boss and pasted the two pieces of paper on the backs of two paper-bound mobile phones.

Since Lao Bi is in this industry, he has naturally been exposed to things that ordinary people have not been exposed to. He still understands some of the rules of the industry. Therefore, when Ye Fan was writing on the yellow paper, he turned around to avoid it, but her final words

He still saw the movement, his expression paused, and his eyes looking at Ye Fan were slightly different.

"Old Bi, let me discuss something with you." After Ye Fan posted it, he turned around, leaned on the counter with his hands, and approached the boss with a flowery smile and a pair of eyes as black as obsidian.

Squint slightly, flashing a shrewd light.

Lao Bi put his hands on his chest and jumped forward deftly. He stared at a pair of small eyes that could only see a crack, like a little daughter-in-law who was teased by a gangster, and said with a wary face: "I'm warning you, don't push yourself too far.

Even if you are a friend, I will not give you any advice, so don’t try to mess with my wolf-hair brush and rosin inkstone."

"What are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?" Ye Fan replied with a righteous look on his face, and the next second he had a flattering face: "Hey, I just want to ask, do you still have such a good thing?

Give it to my little sister to even it out..."

After hearing this, Lao Bi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it didn't cause him to bleed. He immediately rolled his mung bean eyes, bent down and took out a wooden box from somewhere, opened it and said: "Look at your little girl, close your eyes today."

I will be generous again, these are my precious treasures, and I will give you an advantage today."

Lao Bi carefully took out two things from the box, a small strip-shaped wooden box and an inkstone, and placed them on the counter.

"Now, this is a Hu brush handed down from the Republic of China. Do you know what a Hu brush is? It is the best among brushes. There is also Fang Mo, authentic Hui Mo. Although these two brushes are not ancient relics, they are soaked in the

The spirit of literature has lasted for decades, and it is a rare good thing."

Ye Fan listened to the boss's bragging and took a closer look at it. To be honest, she couldn't tell whether it was Hu brush or Hui ink, let alone whether it was an item from the Republic of China period, but she had energy and memory to pass on.

, can sense whether these two things are suitable for her to make spells and cast spells.

Not to mention, although the boss is suspected of selling melons and boasting about herself, the things are indeed good things, even better than the wolf-hair brush and rosin inkstone she just got.