Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 7

That night, Fan Ning and his grandfather stayed in Ouyang Xiu's mansion.

The next morning, Fan Zhongyan went out early to do errands, while Fan Ning stayed in his room yawning and practicing calligraphy.

Is there any mistake, when I came to Beijing Huahua World, I didn't go out for shopping, but let myself immerse myself in writing.

Then what are you doing in Beijing?
Fan Ning was full of anger, and vented fiercely on the rice paper. He was not writing, but clearly drawing an abstract ink painting.

At this time, there was a knock on the door behind him.

"The door is open, please come in!"

The door creaked open, Fan Ning turned around, but was startled, it was Ouyang Qian who was standing at the door.

She has changed into a dress today, and her face is still as pretty as yesterday, but she looks unhappy, as if someone owes her hundreds of pennies.

"Miss Ouyang has something to do with me?"

Ouyang Qian asked lazily, "You don't have time?"

"doing what?"

"Daddy asked me to accompany you to buy a copybook. There is nothing suitable for you at home. I guess you have to practice calligraphy and don't have time to go!"

Fanning jumped up, "I have time!"

He threw away the pen and ran forward with a smile, "I don't have any other brothers, I just have time!"

Going out for shopping, accompanied by beautiful women, who would refuse such a beautiful thing?

Ouyang Qian wailed in pain in her heart, "Why is this little brat so difficult to deal with!" '

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Only then did Fan Ning understand why everyone likes beauties. It is indeed a good mood to be accompanied by little beauties, and everything is pleasing to the eye.

Not a few steps after they walked out of the mansion, Ouyang Qian reached out to stop a bullock cart, which surprised Fan Ning, isn't this the same as what was fought in later generations?

"Haven't seen it!"

Ouyang Qian said triumphantly: "There are bullock carts everywhere in the capital, just spend a few pennies. Do you have any in the countryside?"

"We don't need money to ride cattle in the countryside!"

Ouyang Qian rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Get in the car!"

The two got into the ox cart, the driver flicked his long whip, and the ox cart moved slowly.

Fan Ning was a little puzzled, "Sister Xiaoqian, why do you have to go to Daxiangguo Temple to buy a copybook? There seems to be a bookstore not far from here."

Ouyang Qian felt a little relieved when he heard his sweet mouth, and said, "In addition to buying a copybook, Daddy also asked me to take you to eat something. There are more famous restaurants in Daxiangguo Temple."

When he heard that he was going to eat something, Fan Ning immediately smiled, "What are we going to eat?"

Ouyang Qian carried an embroidered cloth bag on her shoulder, which naturally contained eyebrow pencil and rouge, as well as a small money pouch.

There are dozens of pennies and a few pieces of silver in the purse. It has been a long time since she has received so much money, and she is also considering which famous store to go to for a dental festival.

Ouyang Qian suddenly thought of a delicious food, and her pretty eyes lit up.

"Sister will take you to eat Granny Cao meatloaf. It is very famous in the capital, and its spicy Hu soup is the most authentic."

"Okay, as long as it's recommended by Miss Xiaoqian, I can't go wrong."

After all, Ouyang Qian is a little lady, without any wealth in her chest. After being filled with sweet words by Fan Ning, she has already forgotten the unhappiness just now.

Soon she was talking and laughing as a tour guide for Fanning.

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Daxiangguo Temple is known as the most prosperous business place in Bianliang, Tokyo. It opens the trading of people's surnames five times a month, and has become the largest commodity trading center in the capital.

Every time the market opens, Daxiangguo Temple will attract tens of thousands of people from the capital to shop and search for treasures. There are thousands of temporary shops, trading various items from all over the world.

Today is the opening of the market, and there is a huge crowd in front of the Daxiangguo Temple, walking towards the temple one after another.

Although Fan Ning couldn't see what was going on in the temple, he was already dazzled by the hustle and bustle in the square.

The bullock cart slowly passed through the square in front of the gate of the temple, which was crowded with various entertainers.

Juggling magic tricks, fortune-telling Taoist priests, allegro storytelling, martial arts and stick playing, monkey jugglers, selling vigorous balls, selling various aphrodisiacs, selling ancestral secret recipes, the flow of people shuttles, and it is very lively.

Crossing the square, the ox cart finally stopped.

"We have arrived!"

Ouyang Qian took out a few pennies and handed them to the coachman, then pulled Fan Ning and jumped off the bullock cart.

In front of you is a three-story hard mountain-style wooden building, and a colorful satin door is built in front, which is very magnificent.

A string of diamond-shaped signboards hangs from the third floor to the downstairs, and each signboard has a large character written on it. Together, it is the five characters of "Grandma Cao's meat pie".

This is one of the most famous snacks in Tokyo, which is equivalent to Quanjude today.

But Ouyang Qian called out, "Bitter!" 'It turned out that there was a long queue at the store, at least a hundred people.

Fan Ning scratched his head, when will this go?

"Sister Xiaoqian, why don't we change to another house!"

"It's okay! I'll hire someone to line up."

Ouyang Qian had been thinking about her meatloaf for almost half a year, so she was willing to give up so easily, she soon found a young boy who waited in line for people.

Without worrying about queuing, Ouyang Qian smiled and pulled Fan Ning, "Go to the rouge shop with sister!"

Fan Ning saw that the rouge shop was crowded with gorgeous young ladies, his scalp felt numb, and he quickly stepped back.

"I'll go over there to watch the jugglers, and I'll come find you later."

Without waiting for her consent, Fanning ran away without a trace.

Ouyang Qian was a little worried about him, but she couldn't resist the fatal attraction of the rouge shop. After hesitating for a long time, she finally convinced herself, turned around and walked towards the rouge shop excitedly.

Fan Ning strolled around the square with great interest. There were many kinds of gadgets, but unfortunately he was too cash-strapped, so he could only watch but not buy, so he walked towards the gate of the monastery.

At this time, he suddenly found a young woman in a green silk warrior uniform, pulling a little girl in the crowd, which was particularly eye-catching.

The reason why this woman attracts attention lies in her height. Fan Ning has never seen such a tall woman. She is at least 1.8 meters tall, with long arms and long legs. She is very thick and has a big shiny braid. There is a big sword on the back, at least one meter long.

Fan Ning was really interested in the big sword on her back, and he had met the Great Song Heroine.

He hurriedly quickened his pace to follow, getting closer and closer, his eyes gradually shifted away from the big sword, and he praised these two long legs, it's a pity that the fabric is too expensive, making a pair of trousers is enough to make a robe by himself.

At this time, the little girl next to her suddenly stopped, turned around and glared at Fan Ning, "What are you doing with us all this time?"

Fan Ning was startled, and quickly took a step back, only to notice that the little girl in front of her was also different.

I saw her about six or seven years old, with snow-white skin, a pair of big black and white eyes, extremely flexible, and a small face that was extremely delicate, carved with powder and jade, just like a doll.

She is combing a bun, wearing a string of pink pearl necklaces around her neck, wearing a light yellow jacket, and underneath is a long skirt with a black background and gold trim. small dagger.

Fan Ning had never seen such a beautiful little girl before, but it was a pity that the dagger around her waist made her a bit less cute, but added a bit of murderousness.

Fan Ning scratched his head, smiled innocently at the heroine: "The big sword behind my sister looks very domineering, I want to see if it's real?"

"Hmph! It's quite a fake."

There was a flash of cold light, and a cold dagger appeared in front of his eyes.

"I warn you, if you follow us again, I will leave a mark on your face, and I will do what I say!"

The cold light flashed again, the dagger disappeared, and the little loli took the heroine's hand and said, "Sister Jian, I guess it's a thief, let's go!"

The two ignored Fan Ning, quickened their pace, and entered the monastery directly.

Fan Ning really lost face, and was pointed at the face by a little loli with a dagger, and wanted to swear loudly twice to get back the scene, but felt a little guilty.

He had no choice but to curse a few words in a low voice, "I've been so fierce since I was a child, and I'm sure I'll be a Hedong lion when I grow up. Whoever marries you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes!"

After scolding little Lolita a few words, she felt a little better, and Fan Ning slipped into the temple.

The inside of the temple is another scene. There are all kinds of stalls under the corridors on both sides. You can't see the end at a glance, and there are crowds of people on both sides.

To Fanning, this is a super flea market, also like a wholesale center for small commodities.

Turning to the courtyard on the left, it was a little better, there were not as many people in the main courtyard. Fan Ning found that almost all of them were literati, and there were many imperial students in green skirts and deep clothes.

The corridors on both sides are full of book stalls, there are hundreds of them, and five or six colorful sheds have been built on the open space in the middle, and scholars are crowded underneath, vying to raise their hands.

Fan Ning stepped forward, his eyes lit up, it turned out that these color booths were actually prize-winning quizzes, and if the answers were correct, they would get paid, what a good thing!
(End of this chapter)