Express delivery is a high-risk occupation

In the evening of early autumn, the sun is setting and the cold air is gradually rising.

Feng Yuan was sitting on the sofa looking at the tablet, Xu Mu was barefoot, sitting cross-legged on the carpet in front of the coffee table, sorting out his odds and ends.

There was silence in the house.

The cool wind passed through the half-open windows, blowing the half-transparent gauze curtains.

A few fiery red feathers on the carpet were blown up by the wind, like a celestial maiden scattered flowers, being blown everywhere.

The courier brother quickly jumped up to pick it up.

That is Zhu Chen's feather, the little guy is very precious, every time I give it to him, I have to tell him to keep it well, if it is missing, the little guy will definitely be angry.

A feather fluttered leisurely and landed on Feng Yuan's tablet.

When Xu Mu chased after him, he caught sight of the picture on the screen. In the middle of the quiet bamboo building, there stood a handsome and elegant man in white with a feather fan in his hand. It was the interface of a card game!

"Are you actually playing a game?" the courier boy asked in disbelief.Feng Yuan is obviously the kind of person who doesn't even have Xiaoxiaole on his mobile phone.It's not that I don't know how to play, but that I don't feel interested.Every time Xu Mu can't pass the level, hand it over to Feng Yuan, and he will be able to solve it in one set, which is easier to use than any customs clearance cheats.Now he is actually playing games?

Feng Yuan twirled Zhu Chen's feather and handed it to him, and said calmly, "Well, a friend of Wang Letian has a piece of land in the countryside and wants to build a villa. That guy is an enthusiast of this game, and he very much hopes that his villa can The style of Xiaoyaozhuang in the game was built, and the screenshot angle was not complete enough, so I simply registered an account by myself and came in to experience it.”

Xu Mu carefully looked at the screen of the tablet for a few more times, and his eyes suddenly fell on the exquisite feather fan in the hands of the game characters.He looked down at the fiery red feather in his hand. Speaking of which, he had saved a dozen of Zhu Chen's feathers. He never counted on sweaters. Very handsome.No. 72 Qingping Lane just opened a new fan shop a few days ago, so you can go there and ask about custom-made feather fans.

In the afternoon of the next day, Xu Mu deliberately took Yu Yu to the [Natural Residence] on the 72nd.

Seeing the couplet at the door [Introduce Qiusheng's hand, hide the moon into his arms], the courier boy understood the origin of the store's name [Natural Ju].

The ancients liked to inscribe poems and draw pictures on the fans, and the shop owner is also an elegant person?

"Welcome." The shop owner, with a short beard and cyan complexion, was standing behind the workbench in the southeast corner of the shop, writing an inscription on a white fan. After greeting Xu Mu, he continued to write on his own.

The counters and shelves in the store are basically made of bamboo and wood, and hundreds of fans are displayed in a dazzling array, and the degree of exquisiteness is far beyond Xu Mu's imagination.

Just take the row of acacia fans on the shelf on the left side of the door as an example, there are more than a dozen shapes such as oblong, sunflower, plum, hexagonal, oblate, long and square, and sword ring.The surface of the silk fan is painted with graceful and graceful beauties of flowers and birds, and the handle of the fan made of bamboo, wood, and bone is decorated with finely carved jade, tassels, and pendants. Every detail is exquisite.

Xu Mu never knew that fans could have so many tricks.Going around in amazement, I finally saw a shelf with feather fans, red, blue, green, white, gray, brocade feathers of various colors with the unique luster of feathers, competing for splendor.

On the shelf next to the lupine, there is a guy who looks cute and out of place.

At first glance, the fan looks a bit like an oblong acacia fan, but on the top of the oblong white fan, there are two tufts of gray-brown long hairs that are inch long, like rabbit ears.

What the hell is that?A fan made by a rabbit demon?

Xu Mu stared at the fan, this thing...couldn't be used to show off its cuteness, could it?

"Is this also a fan?" The courier pointed to the fan and asked the owner.

[Where does he look like a fan? 】An unconvinced voice said.

Xu Mu: ...

The two locks of long hair on the top of the head are not the same!

The shopkeeper nodded slightly, "Well, that's the stag tail fan from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. It can cool off the heat and also whisk away the dust."

[It can also be used as a poser when talking. 】The voice added proudly.

The courier boy looked at the stag-tail fan that looked like a rabbit from a distance and a rabbit demon from a close up, and thought of those scholar-bureaucrats holding a stag-tail fan and talking loudly. With the rolling water of the Yangtze River passing eastward, it will never return.

[Don't look, I won't go with you again! ] The voice continued.

Xu Mu: ...

You are thinking too much!There is no shortage of feather dusters that look like fans in my house.

On the lattice frame opposite to the feather fan is a Jutou fan. Fan bones range from sandalwood, Xiangfei bamboo, to horn, tortoise shell, ivory, mother-of-pearl, and emerald, many of which are extremely precious.They are made into qin style, ruyi head, bamboo joint style, grasshopper eyes and other forms respectively, with various skills such as carving, engraving and inlaying. Peerless.

"How do you sell this fan?" Xu Mu pointed to one of the tortoiseshell fans and turned to look at the owner.He thinks this piano-style fan is quite suitable for his male god.

[Not for sale!The owner is not short of money! 】The fan monster said cheerfully.

"That one is not for sale." The brush in the owner's hand did not stop at all.

"What about this one?" Xu Mu asked, changing to a sandalwood one.

[That one is not for sale either! 】The fan monster continued.

"I won't sell that one either." The shopkeeper still didn't look up.

Xu Mu: ...

You two sing a duet!

"Like it?" The shopkeeper put down his pen and finally looked up at Xu Mu.

The courier boy nodded.

"I like it too, so all the ones on the shelf are only for display and not for sale," the shopkeeper shrugged, pointing to the lonely counter at the door, "Only the ones in the counter are for sale."

The section of the counter was only about one meter long, and there were a dozen or so fans pitifully placed there.

Xu Mu looked around at the three or four hundred "display" fans on the shelves around him, and then looked at the fans for sale at the counter, and couldn't help twitching his mouth. Are you selling fans or building a private museum?

"Then can I customize the fan with the materials myself?" When the courier brother asked this sentence, he didn't even have much hope.

"Customize by yourself? I haven't made fans for a long time." The shop owner rubbed the brush holder with his fingertips boredly, showing a sense of loneliness like a solitary seeking defeat, "Unless you have the feathers of a phoenix, the scales of a dragon king , or the tail hair of a nine-tailed fox."

"I don't have the feathers of the phoenix." Xu Mu took out the box containing Zhu Chen's feathers from his backpack, "Can the feathers of the Suzaku be used?"

"What?" The shopkeeper threw down the fan in his hand, and appeared beside Xu Mu in the blink of an eye, with incredible speed.

【God, why do you have this! 】The fan monster was also extremely surprised.

"It's really Suzaku Feather." The owner stroked the feather fondly, feeling the power of the heavenly fire surging out of it, "Are you that kid named Xu?"

Xu Mu scratched his hair in surprise, "How do you know?" Could it be Zhu Chen who said it?

"It's not important, how many are there?" The shopkeeper looked at the box in Xu Mu's hand excitedly.

[My master claims that geese have plucked their hair! 】The fan monster interjected.

Are you sure you really know what this word means?The corner of Xu Mu's mouth twitched, "Twelve."

"Just a twelve-strand fan!" The shopkeeper sighed and said to himself, "Forget it, it's a blessing to be able to make a fan of Suzaku Feather with my own hands."

"For the reward, you want Huaguo coins, demon coins or whatever." Xu Mu hurriedly said.

"Do you think I will be short of money?" The shopkeeper gave him a sideways look.

Xu Mu: ...

"Come to pick up the goods in two months." The shopkeeper ignored Xu Mu's words, grabbed the box in his hand, and pushed him away, "Okay, you hurry up, I'm going to close the door to make a fan !"

"Bang!" When Xu Mu came back to his senses, he was already locked outside the store.

Xu Mu: ...

The owner of this natural home has a capricious temper!

From that day on, Ziranju closed the door to thank guests, and never opened the door again.

If it weren't for the fact that all the shopkeepers in Qingping Lane would have strict identity registration with the Public Security Bureau, Xu Mu would almost suspect that he had encountered a robber.

Two months later, Xu Mu finally got his Suzaku feather fan.

Twelve brocade feathers are perfectly embedded on the tortoiseshell fan bone, like a mass of scarlet flames, unscrupulously red.With a light fan, half the street was ignited.

Xu Mu frantically threw the Water Curse to extinguish the fire, "Is this a magic weapon?"

"A magic weapon? Suzaku's feather, my handicraft, is obviously a magic weapon of the fire attribute!" The shopkeeper gave the courier a contemptuous look.

Xu Mu: ...

It turned out to be a magic weapon! ! !

"I have given all my fans to your pets. What about the tail hair of the adult nine-tailed fox you promised me?"

Under the clear wind and bright moon, the shop owner and Feng Yuan sat in the backyard of the Public Security Bureau, slowly dropping a white piece on the chessboard.

"Hurry up, wait another 400 years to get it!" Feng Yuan raised his eyebrows, and put a sunspot on the chessboard.The big fox of the Song family will grow nine tails in more than 400 years.

Shopkeeper: ...

The author has something to say:

Remarks: The origin of Natural House: The word "Natural" and the couplet are both from Bai Juyi's poem "White Feather Fan".

There is no snow in midsummer, and there is endless wind all year round.

Yin Qiusheng's hand, hide the moon into his arms.

Stag (zhu) tail spots are not pi (pi), but palmetto is different.

Who is the opposite, thin white-bearded old man.