Zhiqiu has been unable to let go of the young lady since he heard Mianzhi's words. Why did the young lady stop in front of his house in the middle of the night? He couldn't figure it out, but he was too lazy to think about it.

But this young man wants to go to the small bookstore soon.

The rising sun is rising, and the sun shines on the earth.

After Zhiqiu got up, he saw that the weather was pretty good. After getting up, he stretched his waist and ran out. But he felt a little hungry as he ran. He happened to meet someone selling candied haws on the way, so he stopped and looked at the string of candied haws on the road.

The old man who sold candied haws knew what Zhiqiu looked like, and he deliberately raised his shout a little. Zhiqiu heard it and his ears stood up.

This young man who especially loved candied haws couldn't help it. He swallowed and quickly touched it from his arms, but only took out some broken silver. He realized that he had bought some wine to drink during this period, but there was not much silver left.

Zhiqiu hesitated to take out the silver from his arms. When the old man saw it, he pretended to turn around and wanted to leave, but Zhiqiu stopped him.

The old man smiled knowingly, turned his head and shouted: "This little brother, do you want to buy some candied haws?"

Zhiqiu nodded quickly.

The old man raised his head high and raised his eyebrows. He slowly raised a finger and shouted: "No, no more, no more, one or two silver."

Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and he shouted angrily: "How can you, old man, start the price?"

The old man was indifferent. He put his waist on his back and shouted, "If you like to buy it, don't you buy it." As he said that, he turned around and walked in small steps, but the steps were particularly slow.

After seeing this, Zhiqiu had no desire to keep him. He saw such people too many times, so he would not eat them without eating candied haws. At worst, he would just be hungry. He walked towards the opposite direction of the old man who sold candied haws. As the old man looked back, he saw that the young man had disappeared.

The old man murmured that it shouldn't be, and left with the candied haws.

When he encountered such a thing, Zhiqiu was in a bad mood. When he walked to the small bookstore, Yan Yuan saw his frowning brows, she joked: "Oh, Xiao Zhiqiu, haven't you drunk enough today?"

Zhiqiu waved his hand, not even the desire to speak. He walked into the backyard of the small book shop, quickly found a glass of water to drink, and then he sighed heavily after taking it down.

Unfortunately, Yan Yuan didn't see it next to him.

After Zhiqiu sighed, he had to leave the backyard and come to the small book shop. Yan Yuan suppressed his smile and did not go to see him.

Anyway, seeing that Zhiqiu is not going well, Yan Yuan sometimes feels particularly comfortable.

Zhiqiu was not in the mood to chat with the eldest lady, but went to the table where he often sat. He picked up the pen and wanted to write a few words, but he forgot the words when he picked up the pen.

Just as he racked his brains to write something, a burst of laughter pulled him out of his thoughts.

Zhiqiu felt that the laughter was familiar, so he quickly ran out of the small book shop. However, when he saw the young man in white, he subconsciously withdrew his steps. He hid behind the door and took a big breath.

The third leader of the first swordsman really came to settle the score with him?

Zhiqiu thought about it while gently slapping his mouth, thinking that this mouth was really effective, and now he was thinking about how to inform Mianzhi.

This big Gusuzhou can only protect him.

Although Zhiqiu didn't know how powerful the third leader was, he couldn't beat the man in black. He was suspected to be a swordsman. It should be a problem to beat the third leader...

He didn't care too much and ran to the backyard quickly, thinking about how to climb over the wall, but he looked at the wall that was several meters high and gave up.

Anyway, he knew that he couldn't get over this slap.

So the boy began his third sigh today.

Zhiqiu walked out slowly with his back on his back. Anyway, he was determined to "death". After he buried his head and left the book shop, he wanted to speed up his pace and go out of the yard directly.

As a result, Yan Yuan shouted loudly, Zhiqiu laughed and stopped walking.

"Miss, why are you calling me? I just looked at the backyard of the book shop, and there seemed to be no vegetables. I'll buy them." Zhiqiu smiled.

Just laughing unnaturally.

Yan Yuan did not give any face at all, and she shouted: "Xiao Zhiqiu, didn't you realize that the person beside me looked familiar?"

Zhiqiu followed her eyes and had to meet her.

It was the young man who came to Xiaoshu Shop to buy books a few months ago.

But Zhiqiu now knows that his name is He Yifan, and he is the third leader of Yidaoke.

He Yifan's face was always smiling, but in Zhiqiu's opinion, this must be the last sunshine before the storm.

Zhiqiu scratched his head, stretched out his hand, greeted He Yifan, "This guy! Long time no see, sorry, I didn't see you just now, look at your body, you're much tougher!" He also patted He Yifan's body as he said.

However, He Yifan's is much taller than Zhiqiu, and this picture looks particularly funny.

But strangely, He Yifan was indifferent. He replied with a smile: "You little brother, look, you are much taller?"

Yan Yuan was a little puzzled by the side, wasn’t this young man sold a high-priced book by Zhiqiu a few months ago? Why is it still so easy-going?

But she was too lazy to think about it anymore, so she simply lay on the chair and turned a blind eye to the matter outside the window.

Zhiqiu was imitating the people in the world, bowed his hands and clasped his fists, and smiled and said, "Nothing is there! Brother, are you here to have some tea today? Then you are here in the right place!"

He Yifan rolled his eyes at Zhiqiu in his heart. This young man is very smart. He doesn't mention buying and selling books at all. I'm afraid I will remember it?

But that's true. This boy is not smart. Can he sell me a few taels of silver for books? Fortunately, he remembers his mission.

He Yifan followed Zhiqiu's topic and said softly: "Coincidentally, this little brother, how do you know that I'm a little thirsty?"

After hearing this, Zhiqiu hurriedly winked at Yan Yuan. How could he know where to put the tea?

This was done before, but now the old shopkeeper who loves to drink tea has disappeared for so many days, and the young lady just drinks tea from time to time, so Zhiqiu can't find a place to put tea leaves.

But the young lady lying on the chair had her eyes closed, and she didn't know that Zhiqiu was winking at her.

But when He Yifan saw Zhiqiu's eyes, he wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

Zhiqiu gritted his teeth, and he whispered to He Yifan: "Brother, wait, I'll ask the young lady where the best tea in this bookstore is. The way of being a distinguished guest, I can receive it with the highest specifications."

He Yifan nodded gently.

Zhiqiu took a few steps to Yan Yu'an's chair and whispered to the latter: "Miss, where are the tea leaves in our bookstore? It doesn't take too good, I'll just get some to deal with him."

Yan Yuan said lazily: "How did I hear you want to receive your brother with the highest specifications? I also heard you want to find the best tea in the bookstore?"

Zhiqiu begged for mercy quickly and said, "My eldest lady, how can I do it? Look, isn't I trying to make him happy? You know, I sold books to him last time, and he might be coming to trouble me this time! Do you have the heart to bear it?"

Yan Yuan remained indifferent and said coldly: "Why can't you bear it? It's better to suffer a little, so you can avoid making bad ideas all day long."

Zhiqiu saw that Yan Yuan was not in, so he had to use his trick. He leaned closer to the latter's ear and said in a vicious tone: "Yan Yuan, do you know! This is the third leader of the first swordsman. If I don't take out tea to entertain him, my head will be moving!"

When Yan Yuan heard this, she suddenly opened her eyes and got up from the chair. She didn't care about why Zhiqiu called her real name. Instead, she said seriously: "Xiao Zhiqiu, if you lied to me, just wait for me to break your head! The tea leaves are placed in the innermost bookshelf of the bookstore, the third floor and the fifth grid."

Zhiqiu nodded and ran to the small book shop quickly.

After Zhiqiu left, Yan Yuan walked towards He Yifan, and she smiled and said, "Zhiqiu just said that you were a swordsman."

He Yifan was obviously a little overwhelmed by such a sentence. Zhiqiu originally knew his identity?

But what he didn't understand even more was why this girl suddenly said something like this. In the eyes of ordinary people, isn't a swordsman a terrible existence?

However, He Yifan nodded.

Yan Yuan then added: "He also said you are the third leader, right?"

He Yifan nodded again decisively.

After hearing this, Yan Yuan smiled and said, "Thank you, I'm afraid that Xiao Zhiqiu will lie to me. This person always likes to lie. He has already gone to get the best tea leaves, so you can sit down first." Then Yan Yuan lay on the chair again and closed his eyes.

Just put the third leader of Yidiaoke's house aside.

He Yifan really doesn’t understand what this girl is thinking. Is Yidaoke’s reputation not famous enough now?

But he suddenly thought, isn’t this girl the daughter of the shopkeeper?

Then, it seems that everything makes sense.

After a long time, Zhiqiu finally stumbled over and made the tea with it. There were three cups of tea in total, just one cup for three.

After Zhiqiu put down the tea, he touched the sweat on his forehead. He casually said, "Brother, drink slowly, just be careful to burn your mouth." He also shouted Yan Yuan loudly and drank it together.

But Yan Yuan ignored him and yelled softly that he was not thirsty now.

Zhiqiu didn't care about her, but the smile on her face kept hanging.

He Yifan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said, "Little brother, I heard that your name is Zhiqiu?"

Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and then felt that it should be what Yan Yuan told him, so he nodded without thinking too much.

"Then do you know my name?" He Yifan chuckled softly.

Zhiqiu shook his head.

"My name is He Yifan, the third leader of Yidaoke."

After hearing this, Zhiqiu opened his mouth wide and looked incredible.

"You... are you... the third leader of the first swordsman?" Zhiqiu seemed a little incoherent.

After hearing this, He Yifan laughed and said, "Zhiqiu, stop pretending. Haven't you known my identity for a long time? You just told this girl about my identity."

Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed, and he turned his head to look at Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan was still on the chair and just nodded.

Of course she knew Zhiqiu was staring at him at this moment.

Zhiqiu Chang laughed a few times, and he suddenly raised his tone and said loudly: "Forget it, I'll give it my best! The third leader, you need to kill and cut it, give me some good words. I admit that my books are more expensive, but how could I know that you are a third leader? I just want to take action later! I haven't married a Shuiling wife yet!"

When Yan Yuan heard this, she frowned. Shui Ling's wife? Xiao Zhiqiu thought very well.

"A man is a real man, he is not afraid of heaven or earth!" After Zhiqiu finished speaking, he straightened his chest, making him look full of masculinity.

He Yifan waved his hand and signaled Zhiqiu to sit down.

"I'm not that stingy, and that book is indeed very well written. Today I came to the book shop and I wanted to buy a few more books. I was quite resentful to you before I came, but today I feel that you are quite interesting. So... Let's make friends? What happened before was written off?" He Yifan's face was always smiling.

But Zhiqiu couldn't understand which one he sang, and he thought that this swordsman and third leader were so easy to talk to?

But since the other party gave him a step, Zhiqiu immediately showed an extremely bright smile. He laughed and said, "I just said that the third leader is full of courage. How could he bother me with this little thing? Come on, I'll recommend a few more books to you and sell them for you at a cheap price!"

After hearing the last four words, Yan Yuan rolled his eyes.

I don't know who it was for.

Anyway, Yan Yuan knew that this third leader named He Yifan had a ulterior motive.

She couldn't tell the specific reason, if she insisted on saying anything.
Chapter completed!