I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Village Chief, I've been a little weak recently, can you prescribe some medicine for me?" Song Laizi flattered him.

"Your face is gloomy and your eyes are tired, just be more restrained!" Bu Fan glanced at Song Laizi.

"Village chief, I can't help myself. When you marry a beautiful wife, you will understand! Sometimes, it's not a good thing for a wife to be too good-looking.

As the old saying goes, there are only exhausted cows in the world, and there is no plowed land. Why do I work so hard? ! " Song Laizi sighed.

Bu Fan: "..."

Do you dare to use your involuntary body like this?

and also.

What does the latter sentence mean?

Both Fang Chengwen and Zhang Long are adults.

Naturally, he could understand the conversation between Bu Fan and Song Laizi, and his face was a little weird.

They actually felt the same about Song Laizi's words.

"I didn't expect that Mister is still a master of Xinglin!"

Fang Chengwen didn't know what to say, and when he heard that Bu Fan could help people see a doctor, he immediately flattered him.

"Needless to say, our village head is the genius doctor of our village, there is no illness he can't cure!" Song Laizi proudly said.

Physician?

Fang Chengwen was stunned.

Before he came, he knew from Zhang Long that there was a miracle doctor in Jiajia village, but he didn't expect this miracle doctor to be in front of him.

"These are just flattery from the villagers, they can't be taken seriously!" Bu Fan waved his hand.

Fang Chengwen didn't think so anymore. To become a Confucianism cultivator, he was naturally not an ordinary person.

"Village Chief, my future happiness, Song Laizi, is in your hands!"

Song Laizi opened his big watery eyes and looked at him beggingly.

Bu Fan just felt his hairs stand on end.

So scary!

【Mission: Song Laizi's Happiness】

【Mission Introduction: *************】

[Task reward: 200000 experience points]

【accept!reject! 】

Why is there no words in this mission introduction?

Is it harmonized?

Or is the system too lazy to introduce?

Forget it, since Song Laizi only got married at an early age, let's help him out.

"Little Lu Ren, go to my room and take out my four treasures of the study!" Bu Fan waved his hand.

"Okay, Master!"

Little Lu Ren immediately trotted into the house.

"You two wait a moment!" Bu Fan said.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Fang Chengwen and Zhang Long hurriedly shook their heads, but they were extremely excited.

It is a rare celebration to see a Confucian student writing with his own eyes.

……

Soon, little Lu Ren took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them on the table.

"Sir, I'll grind the ink!"

Seeing Bu Fan spread the rice paper on the table, Fang Chengwen hurried forward and said excitedly.

"Ok!"

Bu Fan sighed.

Secular scholars still value knowledge and calligraphy.

After Fang Chengwen polished the ink, Bu Fan raised the pen, his expression was serious instantly, and his temperament changed accordingly.

Dressed in white clothes, with long ink-like hair, and a tall and straight figure, there is a sense of elegance and elegance, like a fairy who has been demoted to the mortal world.

Fang Chengwen and Zhang Long held their breath.

At this moment, in their eyes, the young man in white is like a saint, exuding an inviolable brilliance all over his body.

On the other hand, Song Laizi was also a little stunned.

Usually the village head is not so exaggerated.

In the past, when he came to ask for prescriptions, the village head would just grab a pen and write on straw paper with some saliva.

But today, it seems like someone else has changed.

Not only did I grind the ink, but I also used such good rice paper.

Bu Fan didn't know what Song Laizi was thinking.

He is still very satisfied with the appearance of Fang Chengwen and Zhang Long.

In fact, he just wanted to pretend.

There is no way, there are too few people in the village who can understand his calligraphy.

It's hard to wait for such a calligraphy lover, how can he be worthy of his full-level piano, chess, calligraphy and painting if he doesn't show off.

pen.

Ink.

pen to paper.

Wrote on the rice paper like a dragon and a phoenix dance.

Everything is done in one go, without sloppiness.

……

"it is good!"

Bu Fan put away his pen, glanced at the rice paper on the table, and nodded in satisfaction, "Take it, this is a prescription for strengthening your body, and it will be useful to you!"

"Thank you, mayor!"

Song Laizi hurriedly took the prescription, not to mention how excited he was.

"Can this strong man show me the prescription?"

Fang Chengwen suppressed the excitement in his heart and stepped forward.

"Give you!"

Song Laizi thought that Fang Chengwen was also a fellow, so he unceremoniously showed Fang Chengwen the prescription.

Fang Chengwen took the prescription and looked at the handwriting on the paper, flowing and flowing, vigorous and unrestrained, like a runaway horse flying out of the sky.

What kind of prescription is this? It is clearly a piece of calligraphy that can be handed down from generation to generation.

What's more, what shocked Fang Chengwen even more was that this prescription had a hint of elegance.

Zhang Long didn't know calligraphy, but he could also see that the handwriting on that prescription was different from other people's.

Bu Fan was not surprised by Fang Chengwen's shock.

After all, most scholars are obsessed with calligraphy, and they can be said to be extremely respectful to those who have extremely high attainments in calligraphy.

As for his calligraphy, he still has some confidence.

"I've seen enough, I'm still rushing to grab the medicine!"

Song Laizi urged: "If you have any problems in that area, you can tell our village chief, our village chief can do without anything, but there are so many prescriptions for this kind!"

Bu Fan: "..."

He said this as if he had some kind of obsession.

Fang Chengwen reluctantly returned the prescription to Song Laizi.

Such a good thing should be given to this rough man?

For some reason, he had a vague feeling that as long as he could read the writing on the prescription, he might not be unable to become a Confucianism cultivator.

"Your Excellency also has research on calligraphy?" Bu Fan said with a smile.

Although he knew that the other party was the magistrate of Luoyang County, but the other party didn't say anything, he naturally didn't point it out.

"A little understanding, a little understanding!!"

Fang Chengwen naturally didn't dare to show off his knowledge.

After all, to be a Confucianism cultivator is to be a knowledgeable and talented person. Showing off calligraphy in front of a Confucianism cultivator is no different from reading the Book of Songs in front of a sage.

"Let's have a chat when you have time?" Bu Fan said with a smile.

Fang Chengwen was stunned.

comminicate?

He didn't really think that this Confucianism cultivator really wanted to exchange calligraphy with him.

Could it be...

This Confucianism cultivator wants to give him a chance.

You must know that being able to communicate and discuss with a Confucianism cultivator is a once-in-a-lifetime good thing for a scholar without any background like him.

"I can't ask for it! I can't ask for it!" Fang Chengwen blushed with excitement.

The corner of Bu Fan's mouth twitched.

Do you need to be so excited?

Moreover, he was just being polite, Fang Chengwen would not really want to communicate with him in the future.

However, it is not impossible to pretend to be aggressive in front of others once in a while.

"By the way, I don't know why the two of you are looking for me?"

Bu Fan didn't talk nonsense, picked up a cup of tea, and took a sip, "I see that the two of you are not dressed like ordinary people."

"Sir, you have good eyesight!"

Fang Chengwen didn't intend to hide anything.

In fact, when he came to Jiajia Village, he only held a tentative attitude.

It's just that he didn't expect that this gentleman from Uncommon Academy was really a Confucianism cultivator as he thought, so how could he not be excited.

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