Nine hundred and seventeenth chapter selection fan
Chapter 917 Choosing a Fan
"Hang...Miss Hang?" Wu Sansheng was immediately frightened by Hang Baiqiu's appearance.
Hang Baiqiu imitated the way a man walks, walked to Chai Yan and Wu Sansheng in a few steps, and said seriously: "It's Mr. Hang!"
"Uh..." Wu Sansheng paused, then nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Hang, Mr. Hang!"
After Chai Yan looked Hang Baiqiu up and down with an interesting expression, he smiled and said: "I remember someone just said earlier that he didn't even want to get close to a place like a brothel...how could he slap himself in the face in the blink of an eye?
ah?"
Hang Baiqiu was immediately embarrassed, but then he straightened his face and said with good reason: "We are going to set off tomorrow morning, and I will follow you, but I am afraid that you will be indulged in drinking and debauchery, and will not want to go home, which will waste time!
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"Okay, okay, whatever you say..."
Chai Yan waved his hand carelessly, and then said to Wu Sansheng: "Shopkeeper Wu, let's go..."
After that, Chai Yan and Wu Sansheng walked out the door.
When Hang Baiqiu saw that the two people ignored him and left, he hurried up and followed Chai Yan closely.
On the second floor of the inn, Cheng Jiu and Guan Maochun saw this scene clearly.
"Fourth brother, a brothel is a place for men to have fun. Why does Chief Hang have to go with a woman?" Guan Maochun asked curiously.
Cheng Jiu glanced at Guan Maochun and said with a smile: "She was afraid that the adults would be in danger, so she followed him as a bodyguard!"
"Be a bodyguard?" Guan Maochun was puzzled and scratched his head and asked: "You are so powerful, do you still need a bodyguard?"
Cheng Jiu rolled his eyes, feeling that he no longer wanted to discuss this topic with Guan Maochun, so he said: "Okay, don't think about this, go have a drink with your second brother!"
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On the street, Wu Sansheng introduced to Chai Yan and Hang Baiqiu as he walked, which store sells what goods and which goods are good. He could explain them in detail. If he lives in future generations, he will definitely be a gold medal tour guide!
When passing a shop where he bought fans, Chai Yan suddenly stopped.
Hang Baiqiu asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
When Wu Sansheng saw Chai Yan looking at the fan shop, he said, "The fans in this shop are very good. Would you like to go in and have a look?"
Chai Yan asked: "Shopkeeper Wu, do you feel that Mr. Hang is missing something in his hand?"
Hang Baiqiu didn't understand: "What am I missing?"
Wu Sansheng smiled and said: "Mr. Hang, what I mean is that you should have a fan in your hand, so that you can highlight your elegant and suave temperament!"
Hang Baiqiu thought for a while, then nodded and said: "That's right! Well, let's go in and have a look..."
After saying that, Hang Baiqiu walked into the store first, followed by Chai Yan and Wu Sansheng with smiles.
It was already evening, and the fan shop was about to close. The owner was the only one cleaning the shop. When he saw a customer coming into the shop, he quickly put down his work and greeted him.
"A few guests, please take a look and take your pick..." the boss greeted.
Chai Yan nodded, and then took a look at the types of fans in the shop, and found that there were quite a few types, including folding and round fans, feather fans and pheasant fans, as well as silk palace fans, lacquered gold fans, black paper fans, sandalwood fans, etc.
Wait, it can be said to be a dazzling array of things.
At this time, I heard Hang Baiqiu ask: "Boss, pick a fan suitable for me..."
The boss didn't notice that Hang Baiqiu was disguised as a man at first, but he was still surprised when he heard her voice, but soon he was relieved, thinking that this must be some naughty girl coming out to play again.
Then, I heard the boss talking: "As the saying goes, literati use folding fans, military advisors use goose feather fans, maids use group fans, and traders use big cattail fans..."
While talking, the boss had already picked out two folding fans from the many fans, unfolded them on the fan holder on the counter, and said politely: "Sir, please take a look at these two..."
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Hang Baiqiu took a closer look and saw that the fan on the left showed a very grand picture of mountains and rivers, with an elegant and fascinating artistic conception; the fan on the right showed some beautiful chrysanthemums, which immediately gave people a gentle and friendly feeling.
"Sir, these two fans are handmade by famous artists, and they are extremely suitable in the hands of the master!" said the boss.
At this time, Chai Yan and Wu Sansheng were also standing in front of the counter, carefully appreciating the fans.
Then, Chai Yan asked Hang Baiqiu: "Which one do you choose?"
Hang Baiqiu thought for a while and still couldn't make up his mind, so he turned around and asked, "Shopkeeper Wu, which one do you think is more suitable?"
After thinking about it, Wu Sansheng said seriously: "If it were me, I would choose the mountain and river scenery. It is not only majestic and magnificent, but also peaceful and far-reaching!"
"This guest officer is really discerning!" The boss's compliment made Wu Sansheng smile happily.
Hang Baiqiu also nodded and asked Chai Yan: "What do you think?"
Chai Yan said calmly: "Actually, both of them are quite good, but I personally feel that the chrysanthemum one is more suitable for you..."
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Hang Baiqiu asked with interest.
Wu Sansheng also looked at Chai Yan quietly.
Chai Yan asked: "Do you know what the flower language of chrysanthemum is?"
"The language of flowers? Can flowers still talk?" Hang Baiqiu felt strange.
Chai Yan shook his head and said: "No, the meaning of flower language is...people use flowers to express their own language, express their emotions and wishes..."
Hang Baiqiu nodded as if he didn't understand, and asked: "What are the words of Juhua?"
"The flower language of chrysanthemums is purity, nobility, and longevity..." Chai Yan paused and continued: "Purity and nobility corresponds to the word white, and chrysanthemums correspond to autumn. It can be said that it fits you perfectly...
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Upon hearing these words, Hang Baiqiu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his face and neck also became red and hot.
Hang Baiqiu was afraid that others would see his subtle changes, so he immediately said: "Okay, let's do this!"
With that said, Hang Baiqiu picked up the folding fan with the chrysanthemum pattern and started to shake it while walking out the door.
Chai Yan immediately took out the money and gave the money to the fan, and then said to Wu Sansheng: "Let's go, shopkeeper Wu."
Wu Sansheng followed Chai Yan and asked, "Master Chai, does every flower have a flower language?"
"Yes, there are all of them!" Chai Yan nodded.
"What is the flower language of peonies?" Wu Sansheng asked.
"Peony?" Chai Yan frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Peony has a lot of flower language. It not only means perfection and affection, but it can also express wealth, auspiciousness, and happiness. It also represents grace, splendor, and the country.
The color is heavenly and fragrant!”
"It turns out that peony flowers have so many words. Mr. Chai is really knowledgeable, and Wu admires him!" Wu Sansheng said with a hand.
Chai Yan immediately waved his hand modestly.
Unexpectedly, Wu Sansheng asked again: "Sir, what is the flower language of lilies?"
"Uh..." Chai Yan was stunned, thinking to himself, how can I possibly answer this?
Hang Baiqiu, who was in front, heard the question and turned back to join in the fun, asking: "What is the flower language of cockscombs? By the way, there are morning glories, camellias, peonies..."
"Stop!" Chai Yan immediately made a pause gesture.
Then he said seriously: "The flower language you asked about is beyond the scope of my knowledge... So, the topic of flower language will stop here!"
After saying that, Chai Yan walked quickly onto the street, Wu Sansheng followed closely.
Hang Baiqiu lowered his head and looked at the folding fan in his hand, feeling an indescribable sense of joy in his heart...
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