Good guy!

Jiang Fan was really surprised. He had practiced calligraphy hard for many years, but in the end he only got the form but not the spirit.

And in just half an hour, this woman has already become both physical and spiritual. What a solid basic skills, high talent, and deep attainments in calligraphy.

The woman then spat out the large pen she was holding in her mouth. She didn't care about the ink on her mouth and looked at the letter: "The calligraphy is good, but the calligraphy is not."

I don’t know if she is talking about the poor writing or the poor character.

Jiang Fan was speechless, just come up like this...

The woman dropped the two pens in her hands, grabbed a ball of paper and wiped her hands: "Are you Jiang Fan?"

Jiang Fan slightly arched his hands and said, "I've met the mountain master."

The woman suddenly stepped onto the table, squatted on the table and looked at Jiang Fan with wide eyes.

Jiang Fan looked confused and a little embarrassed.

"Mountain Master..."

The woman waved her hand: "Stop talking, let me see..."

Jiang Fan was speechless, he was so awkward.

The woman looked up and down for a long time, then nodded: "It looks pretty good, and it can catch the eye."

Jiang Fan was stunned, what does this mean? Do you need to look at appearance first? Are you a guy who judges people by their appearance?

Then why did you go up the mountain to do this? Why don't you just send the portrait first?

After the woman finished speaking, she jumped off the desk and walked to another corner.

As I walked along, my bare feet left a string of black plum blossom-like marks on the white silk on the floor.

"Come over for tea."

Jiang Fanmu walked over blankly, sat down cross-legged, and when he moved his nose, he discovered that it was his fried tea.

The woman threw him a teapot and took a few big sips from her mouth.

Jiang Fan was confused. Do you usually drink tea like this? What's going on with the wine gourd on the table? Why isn't there even a cup?

After the woman finished drinking, she wiped her mouth casually, and as a result, there was a dark line on the corner of her mouth, which looked like a half-whiskered beard.

"You are not good at it, but your poems, books, tea, and wine are all good, and the fonts you create are also amazing, but it's a pity that you don't have enough writing skills..."

I am really not good at co-authoring...

I just want to ask why I can't do it?

Before he could speak, the bookaholic continued: "But he looks good anyway, and I like him."

Jiang Fan was shocked. Do you value appearance so much?

Still not waiting for him to speak, the bibliophile continued: "Poems, books, tea and wine must match your appearance, otherwise I won't be able to accept a big man like a chimpanzee."

Jiang Fan thought about it, and it seemed that it was really such a thing, and it would be awkward for him.

"But you are not good at it, otherwise I would admire you very much."

Aha?

Jiang Fan slowly had a black line on his forehead, and for a while he said that I am dying three times. What is wrong with me? No, I didn't want to ask at first, but I couldn't hold it in any longer.

However, before he could open his mouth, the bookworm started talking himself.

"Don't you know that brothers and wives should not be bullied?"

Damn it! The reason for co-writing is this, this... the key is really hard to explain...

The bookaholic seems to have her own attributes, and she just starts talking about them without you having to explain them.

"If you really like her, you'll bully her, and you'll go around messing around with her."

Jiang Fan, just shut up. I'll wait until you finish talking.

Sure enough, she didn't finish her sentence.

"But... just stick with it. You have the ability. Well, I still admire you. If you weren't too lazy to go down the mountain, I would go see you."

Jiang Fan was speechless. Fortunately, I didn't interrupt and you finished your sentence.

"Look, I have various versions of the Mortal Collection, including the Three Kingdoms..."

Jiang Fan followed her fingers and saw that there were indeed hundreds of various versions of "Mortal Collection", "Three Kingdoms", and even various versions of "Xiaoyao Wang Xunbei Zhuan" on the shelf next to him.

But the next moment, he was confused. There were many cups, wine bottles, hairpins, and clothes on the shelf. Why did they all look familiar?

"Oh," the book fanatic seemed to see Jiang Fan's confusion.

"You have used them all. The cups, wine bottles, and clothes were obtained from the Jinyu Tower in Paradise City. The hairpin... was stolen by my son."

Jiang Fan was speechless, no wonder he kept losing his hairpins...

However, he never expected that the bookaholic was actually his crush, and he was so obsessed with it that he even left the worn-out straw sandals he wore while fishing in Taibaiju...

Upon closer inspection, I realized that the bookaholic's loose white clothes, loose hair, and simply tied up with a white hairband clearly looked like him.

By the way, does your son know that you are so obsessed with me? Oh, no, he knows, but he is still an accomplice...

"I've seen your portrait, and I'm afraid that you look different. I was a little worried just now, what if it's not the Jiang Xiaoyao I think of, and I can't help but beat you?"

Jiang Fan was completely speechless. He couldn't even complain. If I didn't understand, I would have been beaten if I couldn't save everything today!

Is this a bookworm?

Okay, so wild and uninhibited.

Seeing that the other party had finally reached a point, he wanted to get down to business, but the bibliophile got there first.

"So, I'm very satisfied. Let's talk about it now. Let's get down to business first. What do you want from me?"

Finally seizing the opportunity, Mr. Jiang quickly decided to get down to business, otherwise he would not know what would happen today.

"Uh... that's it. I came across an ancient book, but it seems to be in ancient writing. I don't know how to read it. I came here to ask for advice."

"Ancient book?" The bibliophile suddenly became interested.

"Show it to me."

Jiang Fan quickly took out the rubbings from his arms.

The bookaholic opened his eyes and frowned: "The inscription on the bell and tripod..."

Jiang Fan felt happy, it seemed that she really might know her.

The book fanatic read it over: "The oldest bell and tripod inscriptions are earlier than the Phoenix Dynasty. After the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the traces of the Phoenix Dynasty were cleaned up. Almost all the ancient books of the previous dynasties were burned, making it difficult to find. I can identify some.

If you want to make a complete identification...I'm afraid there is only one person in the world who can do this."

It seemed that she couldn't tell the difference completely. Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but fortunately, he finally had a clue.

"Cang Ling, only that old antique has a chance. But that old guy is very weird. It's hard to get help from him."

It turns out to be the old man Can Ling. It seems I still have to make a trip. Originally, it would be best if the bibliophile can get to know him. After all, he can still be connected. After all, he has nothing to do with the old man Can Ling. I'm afraid it will take some effort.

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Just when he was thinking about what to do, he forgot about the attributes of a bookaholic.

She casually pulled out a blue ancient scroll from under the table and said, "He has been thinking about this for twenty years. Give it to him and make him kowtow."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

It’s great to have fans, but fans with big skills are even better!

But this ancient scroll turned out to be very heavy when I first got it. It was definitely not made of bamboo or wood.

"Lazuli Ancient Scroll, the only one in the world."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but be surprised. Just hearing the name, he knew it was priceless, so he quickly handed it over.

"This thing is valuable, I am willing to pay a lot of money..."
Chapter completed!