Urban Brewmaster System

　　 Xue Lingyun looked at the huge plaque on the table with a shocked look, and her white tender hand covered her small mouth to prevent herself from speaking out.

　　 "Uncle Wang, is this really ten thousand year red sandalwood?"

The old man Wang looked at Xue Lingyun: "Why, you uncle Wang, I have studied wood for a lifetime, would I not know red sandalwood? This is clearly the ten thousand year red sandalwood, and it is the best of the ten thousand year red sandalwood, but I don’t know where this kid made such a big one. A piece of ten thousand year red sandalwood."

　　 "Little thief, where did you steal the ten thousand years red sandalwood?"

　　 "The heroine is forgiving her life, this is something from the little people!"

　　 With two words like a joke, Qin Feng explained the source of the red sandalwood. He didn't want to deceive Xue Lingyun, but the existence of the system must not be exposed.

　　 And Xue Lingyun didn't mean to ask. As a very smart girl, she knew very clearly where the bottom line of the joke was.

　　 The old man Wang has slowed down and got up from the red sandalwood plaque, but in a blink of an eye a terrifying question came to mind!

　　 "Boy, don't you want to use this superb red sandalwood as your plaque, right?"

　　 "Yes, Uncle Wang, I just plan to use this piece of red sandalwood, what's wrong?"

　　 Qin Feng's heart was dripping blood, but he still asked strangely on his face.

　　 "What's the matter? You prodigal gadget, do you know how precious the red sandalwood is so big and so good? You actually use it as a plaque for your tavern?

　　 Old man Wang pointed to Qin Feng's nose with a heartbroken expression and cursed.

　　 Qin Feng held back his **** heart again: "Uncle Wang, I just plan to use this piece of red sandalwood. My family will open a tavern for generations. This piece of red sandalwood is also handed down from the family. It is just right to be used as a plaque."

Mentioned the issue of family history. Old man Wang couldn’t refute it. After all, this is something other people want to use and how to use it. But when he thought of using such precious red sandalwood as a plaque in this tavern, Old Man Wang felt that My heart hurts so much that I can't breathe!

　　 Xue Lingyun glanced at Qin Feng, who looked unmoved by money, and secretly asked whether this guy had changed his sex? Such a precious thing was used in the tavern without hesitation? Doesn't he know that selling it is a lot of money?

　　 "Okay, use this, the word, take the word out." Old man Wang held his chest and refused to let himself go to the table.

　　 "Uncle Wang, the words are also on the table, the big scroll next to the red sandalwood, just open it."

　　The one who didn't wink was talking about guys like Qin Feng. He knew that he didn't want to see the red sandalwood, so you just want to say that the thing is next to the red sandalwood.

　　 So Qin Feng was sprayed directly by the angry old man for a long time, and the saliva on his face couldn't be wiped off.

　　 The old man Wang put the big scroll on another table and asked Xue Lingyun to come and help open it.

　　 As the scroll was slowly opened, Old Man Wang's eyes became wider and wider.

　　 Just because the words above are really beautiful, it's like, it's as beautiful as having one's own soul!

　　 is as graceful as a dragon, and is astonishing!

　　 These are the two words that Old Man Wang can think of now!

　　 On the whole long scroll, three characters of Jiuxianju lie in the center, and the pen is drawn with dragons and snakes, with one wave of it, as if there was a real banished immortal waving a few splashes of ink there.

　　 And at the bottom right of the three characters Jiuxianju, there are a few lines of delicate and timeless small characters, the ink is elegant, the pen is unrestrained and uninterrupted.

　　 The entire picture scroll, the large and small characters seem to be a whole, with a chic and unrestrained happiness that can be freely confided.

Old man Wang’s eyes are inseparable. He has never seen such a chic calligraphy, carved for so many years. It is not that he has not engraved the works of contemporary calligraphy masters, but there is no work that can match the character in front of him. !

　　 took a long breath, Old Man Wang stood up, the wrinkles on his face seemed to slowly disperse.

　　 "Little friend, I take back what I said just now, this kind of calligraphy can only be matched with the ten thousand-year red sandalwood, but I don't know which famous artist's work, his line is too similar to Wang Xizhi's line."

　　Faced with this problem, Qin Feng naturally once again gave out this secret secret book...

　　 Old man Wang is not easy to fool, so he just gave up when Qin Feng refused to say it.

"Little friends, the red sandalwood is hardwood, and I didn’t expect you to carve such a large plaque before, so I didn’t bring the appropriate tools. The plaque of this specification needs to be brought to my house so that there are suitable tools. look?"

　　 "No problem, Uncle Wang, just take it to your house!" Qin Feng nodded and agreed without hesitation.

　　 Seeing Qin Feng like this, the old man Wang immediately looked at him highly. The combined price of these two things was a sky-high price, but the other party agreed without hesitation.

　　 "Little friend, happy, okay, you can pick it up in three days, old man, let me hurry up for you."

　　 Qin Feng naturally didn't hesitate. This was originally a systematic thing, and it couldn't be sold in his hands.

Old man Wang is also a short-tempered man. After discussing the matter, he immediately called for a car. He was able to meet such a large red sandalwood at this age, as well as such calligraphy. He felt that his whole body was feverish, and he had to go back and take a good look. Look.

　　 The car came soon, and the driver and Qin Feng took the boss's effort to get into the car.

　　 Old man Wang hurried to the car a few steps and urged Xue Lingyun to get in the car quickly.

　　 "Qin Feng, how do I feel that you seem to be a different person?" Xue Lingyun agreed, and then asked Qin Feng suspiciously.

　　 "No, Lingyun, don't you think I'm still Qin Feng." Qin Feng said with a smile.

　　 Seeing this familiar sneer, Xue Lingyun chuckled, and that's right, no matter what, he is Qin Feng, his old friend, there is nothing to doubt.

　　 Qin Feng drove Xue Lingyun into the car and said, "Say it when you get home."

　　 Xue Lingyun nodded obediently: "I see, you go back quickly."

　　 The old man beside 　　 can't wait: "You two, what will happen to you in the future? Is it going to be endless?"

　　 Xue Lingyun spit out a fragrant tongue, smiled playfully, and closed the car door.

　　 Qin Feng turned and returned to the pub. There was a door on the right side of the hall. After entering, there were two compartments, one large and one small.

　　 Lying on his little bed, Qin Feng put his hands on his head and looked at the ceiling. Everything happened so quickly today. After the noise, a kind of loneliness came to his heart.

　　 "System, are you still there?"

　　 "Host, the system is always there, but please don't ask the host these strange questions, thank you!"

　　 In an instant, Qin Feng's loneliness that had been brewing for a long time disappeared immediately, leaving only the thought of wishing to die with this system.

　　 After a day of tiredness, Qin Feng lay on the bed and fell asleep very quickly. Although he felt very hungry, he had absolutely no idea of ​​eating at this time.

　　 I feel my cell phone ringing in a daze. It doesn't matter to him, sleep is important.

　　 In a luxurious villa in the suburbs, Xue Lingyun looked at the phone in her hand, the boss whose beautiful eyes were already staring, how dare this guy not reply to his news?