Danqing

The boss groaned, pointed in one direction of the store and said, "The carving knife is over there. The top is made of tungsten steel, and the bottom is made of white steel. The exercise chapter is also next to it, 50 yuan a box."

Chen Kezhi thanked the boss, and Tan Songxue took his hand and bounced away.

The carving knife is almost one of the cheapest and cheapest of all calligraphy tools. The main point is that it is handy, and a knife can be used for a long time if it is well maintained.

Chen Kezhi prefers white steel, tungsten steel is too brittle, it will be troublesome if it is accidentally broken, and it is too laborious to grind it back, and he can use white steel knives to cut large and small ones, so he doesn't need to change a few knives .

A carving knife only costs about ten yuan. Chen Kezhi picked a few, weighed them in his hand, and thought they were good. Tan Songxue watched Chen Kezhi choose, and followed him to take four identical ones.

"Brother, I want to buy a pen." Chen Kezhi was about to put the carving knife on the counter when Tan Songxue pulled the hem of his clothes.

"How many to buy?"

Qin Songxue only had 100 yuan in his pocket, which was just enough to buy a carving knife. When Chen Kezhi asked him, he weighed it up and said, "Three... no, no, two are enough!"

"Go." Chen Kezhi brought a wallet, and put fifteen thousand and five in it, no matter how much Tan Songxue bought, it was enough.

Qin Songxue doesn’t choose expensive and fancy brushes, usually only 50 yuan. The brushes in the store are arranged in four levels from bottom to top according to price, and Qin Songxue specially chooses the third level.

The pens of this layer do not need to be tested with warm water, the quality is trustworthy, the price is not expensive, and the price is the most cost-effective. Qin Songxue took two pen holders and made them into bamboo-shaped brushes. The hairs were not stuck, but scattered.The pen holders are heavy, I don’t know what kind of wood it is, and the color is relatively dark. Qin Songxue directly held the pen and pressed it on his hand, and pressed down hard. The tip of the two pens quickly deformed into a ninety-degree angle, and returned immediately after releasing his hand. in situ.Qin Songxue stroked the tip of the pen again, the hair on the tip of the pen was very neat, and when she pulled the brush apart, there was dark hair inside, and both of them were pen brushes.Moderate elasticity, rigidity and softness.

Looking at the price above, one is 45, and the other is 45. The [-] one is slightly larger than the [-] one, and the pen barrel is engraved with Li Moumou, City H.

This Li Moumou and Qin Songxue were no strangers. Many of the pens he used were made by this person, ranging from a dozen yuan to hundreds of dollars.

The two I took today, I gave the small one to my brother, and kept the big one for myself, which can be used to write running script and cursive script.

Qin Songxue went to Chen Kezhi with two pens, and Chen Kezhi just finished buying paper and was paying the bill.

"Straw Xuan three knives four hundred and two... two hundred and one oil smoke ink... eight carving knives 130 six... two pens 85... a total of 850 one, let's give it [-], it's big for the Chinese New Year."

"Thank you, Uncle Yu...By the way, didn't the POS machine be promoted at the end of last year, when will it be available?" Or it would be unsafe and inconvenient to carry so much cash with you every time you go shopping.

The boss knew what Chen Kezhi was thinking, and said helplessly, "The handling fee is too expensive, and it's still 1%. Let's talk about it later."

"Okay, Uncle Yu is happy to get rich, let's go first."

"Hey, wait, there are some landscape bookmarks in the store before the Chinese New Year, you can take two."

Chen Kezhi was also polite, and took it after thanking him. The boss gave two sets, both of which are green landscapes with vertical stripes. The signature on them has not been erased, and they are works of very famous contemporary masters.

"Goodbye, Uncle Yu!" Tan Songxue liked this set of bookmarks very much, put both sets in his pocket, and after walking out the door, he gave Chen Kezhi another 100 yuan in his pocket.

Chen Kezhi didn't have much change on him, so he took a twenty and a ten yuan note from his wallet: "Here for your father."

The price of the four carving knives is about [-], and Qin Songxue can pay for it when he goes back.

If Father Tan knew that Chen Kezhi always bought things for Qin Songxue, he might not know how he would deal with this little bastard.

There is a central air conditioner in the book city, and Tan Songxue took off the gloves before he took the carving knife. Chen Kezhi led him out, and Tan Songxue's index finger was slightly raised to prevent the gauze from touching Chen Kezhi.The temperature of the palms of both of them was high, and the palms were sweating after a while, feeling a little sticky.Since Qin Songxue was still relatively small, it didn't seem out of place for the two of them to hold hands in the crowded book city.

Because Chen Kezhi bought him a pen, Tan Songxue very consciously carried the two plastic bags into the other uninjured hand, which contained three-knife rice paper, which was heavy, and his fingers were so strangled that his joints turned white.

"Put on the gloves." Chen Kezhi realized this after walking a few steps, and said to Tan Songxue.Then he took out the gray woolen gloves from Tan Songxue's pocket, and asked him to put the things on the ground first, and then bent down to put the gloves on Tan Songxue very naturally.

Coincidentally, this scene happened to be seen by Zhou Yizhu, who came to tutor books next semester.

The bookstore is relatively close to Zhou Yizhu’s home, and is located in the city center. Zhou Yizhu’s tutoring books are all bought here. The materials are complete and the discounts are low. The attached middle school is scheduled to start on the Lantern Festival, which is tomorrow. Zhou Yizhu will come to the bookstore while he has nothing to do today. Wandering around, I ran into Chen Kezhi.

Chen Kezhi was stroking Tan Songxue's fingers when he noticed a gaze falling on him from behind, and when he looked back, he met Zhou Yizhu's gaze.

The two looked at each other for a moment, but neither spoke.

Chen Kezhi couldn't find a way to talk, so he simply kept silent.

Zhou Yizhu had mixed feelings and didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Brother?" Qin Songxue was looking around to see what new books were coming out, and waited for Chen Kezhi to put gloves on him, but Chen Kezhi didn't move for a long time, and it turned out that a woman took his attention away, a little unhappy.

Chen Kezhi regained his senses, inserted his four fingers into Tan Songxue's, pressed down the glove tightly, and tugged at his wrist: "Okay, let's go."

Zhou Yizhu stared at him without moving.

"Hello!" Qin Songxue reached out and waved to Zhou Yizhu in greeting.

He did this purely because of Zhou Yizhu's beauty and knowing Chen Kezhi. If Zhou Yizhu keeps looking at him like this, he may not be able to go home when he is.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yizhu ignored him.

"Happy New Year." Chen Kezhi said to Zhou Yizhu, putting his hands on Qin Songxue's shoulders.

Zhou Yizhu bit his lower lip, stared fixedly at Chen Kezhi, narrowed his eyes, and had no intention of answering at all, just when Chen Kezhi thought the stalemate would continue, Zhou Yizhu turned around and left without saying anything.

Tan Songxue, who didn't know the situation, asked stupidly: "Who is she, is there something wrong?"

After asking the exit, he suddenly realized something, and shouted: "I | Fuck, she won't be that Zhou..."

Chen Kezhi quickly covered his mouth.

"go home."

"Hmm..." Chen Ke's big hands covered his nose all of a sudden, and he couldn't breathe. Tan Songxue struggled desperately a few times.

Chen Kezhi let go of him: "Don't embarrass yourself outside every day."

Tan Songxue wanted to be angry again, the older he got, why did Chen Kezhi despise him more?Fortunately, he helped Chen Kezhi carry things, and his fingers still hurt, so he was ashamed of treating him like this?

So Tan Songxue picked up the plastic bag on the ground and put it in Chen Kezhi's hand, and replied, "Oh."

Chen Kezhi: "..."

There is no reason to talk to this little ruffian. It is windy outside, and Chen Kezhi doesn't want him to hold things anymore. The holes in the woolen gloves are ventilated, and his hands will get cold soon after putting them outside, so he asked Tan Songxue to put his hands in his pockets Keep warm and keep out the wind.

"She is Zhou Yizhu."

"Oh." Qin Songxue had never met her before. Most of Chen Kezhi's classmates he knew were from junior high school and from Chen Kezhi's dormitory.The work and rest schedules in high school are different from theirs. He basically goes to the dormitory when he looks for Chen Kezhi, and rarely goes to the classroom. After a semester, he has no impression of Zhou Yizhu at all.

"She doesn't talk anymore when she sees me, are you happy?" Chen Kezhi's tone didn't have any hint of reproach.

"Why am I happy..." Tan Songxue's voice was hoarse, and she wanted to snort at first, but she probably felt that making such a sound was really unpleasant, so she gave up this habit.

"She's nice, but I wouldn't like her."

"Oh." Tan Songxue didn't take it seriously, but his crooked eyes betrayed his joy when he heard this sentence.

There were many people waiting for the bus at the bus station. Chen Kezhi opened his arms and held Qin Songxue in his arms like a chick and squeezed towards the door. Qin Songxue protected two plastic bags on his chest to prevent them from being crushed. The cooperation is very tacit.

With a short distance of three meters, they squeezed for a full 4 minutes.

There was not even a place to stand on the bus. Chen Kezhi was tall, holding the upper handrail with one hand, and Qin Songxue with the other. Qin Songxue couldn't hold the pillar next to him, so he wrapped Chen Kezhi's waist to prevent him from falling. After the car started, it became unsteady and fell on someone else.

"Brother, let's take a taxi next time. I don't want to squeeze the bus." Tan Songxue's body was tightly pressed against Chen Kezhi, and she couldn't move because of the people around her.

"It costs more than 40 to go back by taxi." The bus costs only two yuan.

Tan Songxue reluctantly said, "Oh..."

"I have saved all my New Year's money, and if I take a taxi, I can only use your pocket money."

Having said that, Tan Songxue really said: "Then let's take the bus from now on."

His own money must be kept safe.

Chen Kezhi couldn't laugh or cry: "A miser."

Qin Songxue pouted disapprovingly.

Fortunately, after passing the pedestrian street, the number of people on the bus decreased significantly, and after a few stops, there were even vacant seats to sit. Chen Kezhi supported the railing next to him with both hands, enclosing a space, preventing others from grabbing seats, and protecting the space. Watching Qin Songxue sit down, two plastic bags were placed on the ground beside the stool.

Tan Songxue slapped her thigh proudly: "Brother, sit up!"

Chen Kezhi: "..."

What kind of wind is the little brat.

Passerby A sitting behind Tan Songxue couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing. Qin Songxue didn't know he was laughing at him, but looked at others strangely, blinked, and looked out the window.

Chen Kezhi shook his head and sighed.

After returning home, there were two more pens in Tan Songxue's imitation Tang Sancai cracked pen holder, which was placed on the desk, and Father Tan saw it when he turned around.

"The pen you bought? Show me..."

"It's not mine, my brother bought it." Tan Songxue refused to admit it.

Father Tan ignored him, and said to himself, "The pen you chose? How much is it?"

"Of course I chose! The two are only 85. The big one belongs to my brother, and the small one belongs to me!"

"It's a good choice this time."

"Of course, I know how to choose a brush!"

"Little bunny..."

The author has something to say: I am asking everyone a very serious question. I received a notice today, and Yan that slap came again. This time, if there is |locked|chapter|section, not only will there be no manual list, but the natural list will also not be included. up.I'm so anxious...

Spoiler alert, more than 70, more than 80, more than 90, more than 100 chapters will have what you understand, the number of words is not too small, respectively 7000,3000,3000,4000, [-], [-], [-].

I would like to ask readers, what is the best way to solve this problem, so that it will not be harmed when it is sent out?