Qin'er saw him and said in surprise: "Brother Xue, why are you laughing? Do you know that person?"
Before he finished speaking, he said to himself: "Huh? Why does this person look so familiar? Who is she? Where have I seen her?"
Xue Wuhen had an interesting look on her face and said softly: "Qin'er, let's follow him. You will naturally know who he is by then."
Qin'er rolled her eyes at him, shrugged, and said helplessly: "Hey, I don't know what happened? Everyone looks mysterious today!"
Having said that, in order to understand the mystery in Xinxin, he still followed Xue Wuhen, trailing far behind the man who was neither male nor female to see what tricks they were up to.
The tall woman with a veil of green gauze walked around the street hesitantly a few times, looking around for a while, with a nervous look on her face, as if she was worried about being seen by an acquaintance.
With a final stamp of his feet, he seemed to have made an important decision. He squatted down in a corner, took out two mats from the Qiankun Ring, and spread them on the ground with trembling hands. He looked quite nervous and looked like he had a guilty conscience.
Qin'er saw it from a distance and laughed out loud, saying, "Huh? What was that man doing? Why did he spread a mat on the ground? Does he want to sleep on the street? It's really inexplicable!"
"Just wait and see, the mystery will be revealed soon, right? He shouldn't be sleeping. Maybe he will take something out and put it on the mat?"
Xue Wuhen took Qin'er's hand and flew to the big banyan tree in another corner, hiding in the tree and looking forward.
Sure enough, after the man laid out the mat, he took out a few things from the Qiankun Ring and spread them on the mat.
Xue Wuhen looked closely and almost screamed.
It turned out that the things that the man spread on the mat were the embroidery works of Guan Wenchang last night. In addition to the mandarin ducks playing in the water and the grand exhibition, there were also the graceful and luxurious peonies, the birds facing the phoenix and the three friends of Suihan, a total of five An embroidery work.
Judging from the embroidery style, it is all written by Guan Wenchang. Unexpectedly, Guan Wenchang, who is five big and three thick, could embroider five works overnight. This speed is amazing.
Since Guan Wenchang's embroidery works appear here, and the figure of that person is similar to Guan Wenchang, there is no need to guess, Xue Wuhen is sure that this person must be Guan Wenchang.
Guan Wenchang, as a dignified nine-foot-tall man, was naturally embarrassed to do a woman's job like embroidery. He might be worried about being recognized, so he dressed up and tried to pretend to be a woman.
However, because he was too tall and powerful, even though he was wearing red and green women's clothes, he could not hide his masculine attitude and looked nondescript, neither male nor female, which looked strange.
As for why he took his embroidery works to the street, Xue Wuhen thought maybe he wanted to make some money by selling them, right?
However, after buying the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, the four of them were once short of money and all of them were cash-strapped.
However, in the past few days, Xue Wuhen Qin'er and Zhang Feide either performed on the street or killed pigs and sold meat, and they also made a lot of money. Now the four of them are not short of money to spend, and at least they have solved the problem of food and clothing. , temporarily having no worries about food and clothing.
But I don’t know why Guan Wenchang sells embroidery? Maybe he feels that everyone else is making money, but he, a grown man, relies on others to support himself and is a freeloader. Isn't that embarrassing?
Because he set up his stall in a quiet street corner and kept quiet, no one paid attention to him at first. After setting up his stall for a long time, he couldn't sell a single embroidery work.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, Guan Wenchang became irritated and restless. He walked around the mat on the ground like a donkey grinding, which made Xue Wuhen and Qin'er's eyes dazzled.
Qin'er also got impatient and was about to get down from the tree and go over to help him shout to see if he could sell one or two embroidery works.
At this moment, I saw Guan Wenchang pinching his throat with one hand, imitating a woman's accent, and yelling coyly: "Fathers...fathers...fellows, come and take a look, take a look...take a look... ah……
This...little girl has a unique skill passed down from her ancestors and has embroidered a few pictures. I hope all the fellow villagers will support me..."
Seeing Guan Wenchang's coquettish and pretentious look, Qin'er couldn't help laughing and almost laughed out loud.
Xue Wuhen covered his mouth and hissed: "Qin'er, Mo Xiao, he is Guan Wenchang, he is imitating your speech!"
"Yeah? What? She...he is Guan Wenchang?"
Qin'er's eyes suddenly became exciting, the corners of her mouth curved up, and she chuckled: "I'm just telling you, why do you feel so familiar? It turns out he is Guan Wenchang!"
Suddenly remembering something, he cried out: "Oh, since he is Guan Wenchang, not a woman, then who embroidered those embroidery pictures? Where did Guan Wenchang get them?"
Qin'er suddenly exclaimed. Fortunately, she was far away from Guan Wenchang. At this time, someone came over to ask about the price of the embroidery work, so Guan Wenchang didn't notice Xue Wuhen and Qin'er hiding in the tree.
Qin'er's surprise was naturally expected by Xue Wuhen. He just heard him say: "Qin'er, if I say that those pictures were all embroidered by Guan Wenchang, do you believe it?"
Qin'er's head shook like a rattle, and she kept saying: "I don't believe it, I absolutely don't believe it. How could Guan Wen, a tall, nine-foot-long man with big hands and feet, be able to embroider such a delicate work?
Besides, even if he could embroider, he wouldn't be able to embroider a few pieces overnight, right? "
Xue Wuhen smiled lightly and said: "To be honest, if I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes last night, I wouldn't have known Guan Wen Chang could embroider.
Qin'er, you don't know how shocking it was for me to see Guan Wenchang flying with his needle and moving his fingers like flying. I almost thought I was dreaming! "
Hearing what he said, Qin'er believed that Guan Wenchang could indeed embroider. Looking at the exquisite embroidery works in the distance, her heart was filled with ups and downs, and she couldn't help but admire Guan Wenchang with admiration.
However, I also find it a bit strange that a man as powerful as Guan Gong can actually move the needle and move the needle? What does this look like?
After Guan Wen shouted, he attracted people's attention. Gradually, people gathered around to watch. There were also many knowledgeable people who praised the exquisite embroidery works, saying that their embroidery work was excellent and their composition was ingenious. They could be called the work of a master of art. .
So, someone asked about the price, and after bargaining, the peony embroidery work was sold for three taels of silver.
Guan Wenchang was very happy to see that the business was successful on the first day. He stretched out his hand to take the three taels of silver and was about to put it into the Qiankun Ring.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, a big hand stretched out, grabbed the three taels of silver, and pushed Guan Wenchang.
Guan Wenchang was shocked. He staggered and almost fell. He looked forward and saw that the man who had taken away his money was a man with a drunken face. The man had a sinister face and was looking at him fiercely.
So he asked: "Hey, why are you taking my money? This is me..."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish his sentence, there was a loud sound, and Guan Wenchang was slapped on the face. The man with a drunken face pointed at Guan Wenchang and cursed:
"What the hell, where did you come from, a monster like you, who is both male and female? You came to my territory to set up a stall and didn't pay protection fees. How dare you accuse me of robbing you of your money?"
"What? Your territory? Protection money?"
Guan Wenchang looked bewildered and said in astonishment: "It's such a big street, and besides, this is a street corner, how can it be your territory?
Besides, even if I have to pay ground rent, it’s impossible for me to pay a few taels of silver for such a small place just now, right? "
The drunk-faced man ignored him and said rudely: "It doesn't matter what street corner you have, I am a street fighter, I can charge you as much as you want!"
A few arrogant gangsters behind him also said: "Yes, our eldest brother is a street fighter. You, a foreigner, don't know the rules when you come here. Do you still want to hang out here?"
Monk Guan Wen Changzhang Er was confused and asked stupidly: "Rules? What rules?"
A bald gangster glanced at him sideways and snorted: "Stupid pig, you come out to hang out and don't even understand these rules? You just need to be filial to our big brother!"
Guan Wenchang suddenly realized it, rubbed his hands and said, "Oh, it's all about money!"
The arrogant-faced man known as the Street Fighter sneered: "You are neither a man nor a woman, you finally figured it out, yes, it's all about money.
As the saying goes, money can make all the difference. That's the truth. Come with the money! "
Seeing that he was so arrogant and asking for money so unscrupulously, it was no different from road robbery. Guan Wenchang was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at the drunk-faced man, but could not say a word.
"Ha, what a big tone, Street Fighter?"
Not only Guan Wenchang was filled with anger, Qin'er who was watching from a distance was also very angry and said to Xue Wuhen: "Guan Wenchang met a gangster. Brother Xue, let's go over and teach him a lesson?"
Xue Wuhen stopped him and said, "Don't worry. When Guan Wenchang can't handle it anymore, let's go there again. This will also be a kind of experience for him."
"Yeah, that's true."
Qin'er said: "Then let's not show up for the time being and act according to the situation!"
When the drunk-faced man saw Guan Wenchang pointing at him, he couldn't help but flew into a rage. He slapped Guan Wenchang again and cursed: "Made, I charge you a few taels of silver as protection fee. I see you are so anxious that you want to hang yourself. You still want to hang yourself." Are you being mean to me?
Since you are so ignorant and feel sorry for those few taels of silver, I might as well let you die of heartache! "
After that, he said to the men around him: "Brothers, take the ring off his finger and see if there is any treasure inside!"
Those local ruffians suddenly agreed and rushed over like evil wolves, trying to snatch Guan Wenchang's Qiankun Ring.
The man with the sour face smiled and said: "Well, although you look neither fish nor boy, but these pieces of embroidery are not bad, I am disrespectful, so I have to keep them for you, hahaha!"
As he spoke, he bent down to pick up a few pieces of embroidery on the ground, and took them as his own, as if they were his own. Obviously he was used to taking advantage of others and had no embarrassment at all.
