Trash games kill me [holographic]

After confirming that the NPC would not run away, Qin Han ignored the screaming fat man, and Shi Shiran took An Zhengchu to buy the level 50 equipment, and then bought the scholar's level [-] orange—well, after An Zhengchu tried his best Next, he resentfully changed to a purple outfit—bought it.

An Zhengchu was annoyed and distressed: "You still say I wasted money! Obviously you are the one who spent the most!" Even if it was just a level 30 purple outfit, it cost more than 1 for a set.In the past, it was fine if he didn't know the price, but now that he knew it, and watched the money fly away, even if it wasn't his money, he still felt distressed.

Qin Han didn't take it seriously: "I have money, so I can still afford it." What's more, buying equipment for my own baby, I can't save it.When it was over, he still didn't forget to remind An Zhengchu, "If you want to settle accounts with me again, I'm going to lose my face."

An Zhengchu was annoyed: "Accepting is one thing, wasting it is another! How can you spend so much money? Is it so good to buy level 30 equipment?"

Qin Han let out a "hmm", looked around the auction site, confirmed that everything was almost sold out, and then dragged An Zhengchu out.

An Zhengchu, who was being dragged away, kept talking: "I follow you to do missions to fight monsters and practice skills. The speed of upgrading is like flying. What equipment should I buy at this time? Anyway, I don't need to fight monsters. I will wait until I reach level 50." It's not too late to buy..." Barabara.

Qin Han listened to his nagging with doting eyes, and when he finally finished, the two of them were already walking on the road.

Seeing that An Zhengchu took a breath and paused, he interrupted with a busy smile: "An An."

"Ok?"

"Do you look like a housekeeper..." He simply hid his voice for the last two words, and typed two words on the private chat channel.

An Zhengchu was at a loss: "What does this mean?"

Qin Han: ...At first I wanted to make fun of it, but I couldn't understand the words.

After he explained the word, An Zhengchu realized belatedly that he was being molested, and immediately gave him a shy elbow: "I'm telling you seriously."

"I'm also telling you to be serious." Qin Han looked down at him, "I'm not very good at money and numbers, if you think I spend money too casually, you can take care of it for me and be my personal financial advisor ,how?"

An Zhengchu was about to stare at him, but met his deep eyes.Although there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, his expression couldn't be more serious. At this moment, he was staring at himself closely, as if he was waiting for his answer——

"Hey—boss, Ah Jiu! Right! Right!"

The ambiguous and charming atmosphere was immediately dispersed by this roar.An Zhengchu suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately followed the prestige.Qin Han glared at the fat man who caused trouble.

It's a pity that the fat man standing on the street corner was a little far away from them, he couldn't see their expressions at all, he just waved his hands desperately to attract their attention, and kept yelling in the team frequency.

An Zhengchu breathed a sigh of relief and pursed his lips: "Well, brother fat is there, let's go there quickly." The hand that was holding him moved, trying to let him go, but Qin Han pressed him even harder the next moment. Hold tight.

"What's wrong?" he asked with a frown.Why let go?It's not like they haven't held hands in front of people.

An Zhengchu hurriedly shook his head: "It's okay." He smiled slightly, "Let's go."

Maybe he was thinking too much, Qin Han should be talking about the assets in the game.

He suddenly felt a little sour.Whether Qin Han had some words or some actions, Qin Han really did it easily.

***

The NPC that the fat man mentioned was the old shopkeeper of a small shop.

The shop is at the mouth of an alley at the end of the main street.The alley and the main street just form a corner, isolating the hustle and bustle of the neighborhood.There are a few pedestrians occasionally in the deep and long alley, and the shops are empty.

The fat man led them into the alley, and raised his chin towards the open shop: "Hey, this is the one. When I found that piece of leather, she used it to wrap the side of the box. If she wanted it, she said it was a family heirloom of their family, insisted on raising the price, and refused to sell it to me after it was over."

An Zhengchu looked at the small shop that looked old but had bright and clean windows. His eyes slid over the window grilles on the panes, the door letter on the lintel, and the cabinet flower on the box... Finally, his eyes fell on the window sitting outside the house with his hands on his hands. An old woman with a knife cutting through a stack of papers.

"It's paper-cutting." An Zhengchu said softly, "Chinese culture, paper-cutting."

"Eh?" the fat man yelled, "Isn't that the same as what you said last time? I really found a map in this business." After a pause, he quickly added, "Well, I'm not sure if it's a map. "

Qin Han was speechless, ignored him, turned to look at An Zhengchu: "You can do this?"

An Zhengchu hurriedly shook his head: "I don't know how to cut paper, I just know that there is such a technique."

The fat man greeted: "Let's go, Ah Jiu try chatting with her."

The old woman who was sitting under the window cutting paper had noticed them long ago, and now she had put down the knife in her hand to look at them.

The three of them stepped forward.

An Zhengchu bowed his head and said, "Hi, old man."

The old woman's gaze skipped over the fat man and Qin Han, and returned to him with a calm expression: "What do you want to buy?" The slightly old voice was steady and slow, "The shop can be used as window grilles, wall grilles, Ceiling flowers, smoke lattices, lantern flowers, paper-tied flowers, door paper; also used as decorations for wedding banquets and sacrifices, including happy flowers, offering flowers, fireworks, candlestick flowers, bucket incense flowers, Chongyang flag; can also be used as embroidery samples, printing and dyeing samples .What do customers want?"

All kinds of paper-cut patterns come easily.

Fatty and Qin Han were directly overwhelmed by her unfamiliar terms.

If it wasn't for the woman's indifferent attitude, and she didn't even stand up, An Zhengchu would have really thought she was soliciting business.

He smiled awkwardly, bowed to the old woman again with a little apology: "Sorry, old man, we don't buy—"

His eyes flicked over the old woman's patched clothes, and he subconsciously stopped in the middle of the sentence. After a pause, he immediately changed his words, "Our family just moved to the capital, and the house is empty now. We need to buy some door paper and window grilles." , wall flowers to make some decorations, can the old man give us some recommendations?"

Qin Han was surprised, and exchanged a look with the fat man who was also surprised.

The old woman froze for a moment, her expression eased a little, and her voice was much gentler: "Are there any children at home?"

An Zhengchu shook his head: "Not at all."

The old woman looked at him carefully again: "The guest is Xiwen?"

He is a supervisor of the Imperial College, so it should be considered. "Exactly."

The old woman withdrew her gaze, thought for a while, and introduced: "It's not a year or a festival. The door paper can be used for more than one year, magpies are on the plum blossom, or the five industries are prosperous. If there are elderly people in the family, five blessings can be used to come to the door." "There are also many choices of window grilles and wall flowers, such as animals, flowers, characters, and continuous sets of window grilles from operas or legends. It depends on which one you like."

An Zhengchu pondered for a moment: "I want a set of five blessings for the door and a set of more than one year's worth of paper on the door. The window decorations need to be folded into clusters of flowers. I want to bring a few more flowers. Wall flowers... May I ask what drama stories you can choose?"

The old woman saw that he answered fluently and seemed to know nothing about paper-cutting, so she began to smile a little on her face: "There are two immortals in harmony, the seal of the six kingdoms, Chang'e flying to the moon, and the eight immortals making trouble in the sea, etc. Or do you have any drawing books? I can also cut it out for you."

An Zhengchu was amazed: "Really? I can cut out a drawing book for you?"

The old woman was proud: "Of course."

An Zhengchu admired: "The old man is very skilled." He scratched his chin, "But I don't have any particular story I want, I just want a story about Eight Immortals Navigating the Sea." He looked at Qin Han, thought for a while, "One more story Vice-President of the Six Kingdoms."

The old lady looked at Qin Han following his gaze, and nodded as if she had some understanding: "Okay. I need some time to cut it. Do you want it now or I'll send you home when you come back?"

An Zhengchu looked at Qin Han.

Qin Han interface: "Old man, we want it now, you take your time, we will wait here."

The old woman nodded: "Guest officer, wait a moment." After arranging the things on the table, she bent down and took out a stack of red paper from the side frame, put it on the table, picked up a few sheets and stacked them together, wiped them. Scratch the ground and start cutting.

An Zhengchu didn't disturb her, and walked to the side to look at the various paper-cuts posted on the wall and piled up in the corners. There were all kinds of flowers, birds and grass, and there were even calligraphy and copybooks.Qin Han followed him step by step.

The fat man clicked on the team frequency: "Ajiu, didn't you come to buy a map of her house? Why did you buy paper-cut?"

An Zhengchu came back to his senses: "Huh?" He laughed dryly, "I forgot..."

Fatty: ...

An Zhengchu was embarrassed, looked at the old woman who had lowered her head and cut paper, and pursed her lips: "Actually, I think this NPC's clothes are shabby, and the business seems... I can't help it..." These things don't look expensive, and he doesn't buy them now. If I have some money, I want to help her.Even if the person in front of him is just an NPC.

Qin Han laughed and patted his head: "It's okay, our house really needs to be decorated." He felt that this was what An An would do, otherwise his reputation would not be so high.

The fat man looked at the old woman who lowered her head and scratched her head: "It's fine. Maybe this way, the old man is willing to sell it. I watched her attitude now is much better than when I was talking to me."

An Zhengchu shyly said, "Really?" He thought for a while, "We'll ask after we've finished shopping, maybe she'll talk better then."

The fat man gave him a thumbs up: "Listen to you." After speaking, he looked around, and simply ran to find a seat beside the old woman and sat down.

The old woman gave him a sideways look, then continued to cut paper with her head down.

The fat man laughed, and glanced at her hand for a few times, but he didn't see any tricks: "Just cut it casually like this, won't it damage it?"

The old woman didn't raise her eyes: "I've been cutting paper flowers for decades, and I can't cut them with my eyes closed." Just after she finished speaking, the paper-cutting in her hand seemed to be completed.

She put down the scissors, flicked a few times with her skinny fingers, and unfolded the paper that had been cut into holes, and it was a picture of peonies.

The square grid paper has been cut out of the blank part, and the remaining part is a whole piece of peony flower group.The flowers are clustered in clusters, the fine branches and leaves are continuous but continuous, it is really...

"It's a picture of beautiful and fragrant peonies." An Zhengchu, who walked back after seeing the patterns, was amazed. "The old man has a good hand." The cut was fast and steady.Knowing that it is an NPC, but the effect of this cut is really realistic.

The fat man was even more amazed: "Old man, your craftsmanship is really amazing!" He gestured, "Just cut it casually, I don't know where it was cut, and it turned out to be a whole piece! It's amazing!"

The smile on the old lady's face became more obvious: "This is what I have been doing since I was in elementary school. For me, paper-cutting is as simple as eating and drinking." , "It's just like you can read and write. If you learn a lot and practice for a long time, you will naturally come at your fingertips."