Zhan An at home.

The layout of the house is very simple, with a table, a few stools, a bed, and a few pianos. This is all about the house.

The walls had been decapitated so that they could not see their original appearance. The cold bed board had unknowingly some cracks. Zhan An lit a candle on the table, but the faint candlelight could not fill the entire room.

"Although I said it's okay?"

Taking off Li Xiaoer's shoes and pulling up his trousers, Zhan An saw a swollen piece of his ankle.

Li Xiaoer waved his hand, looking at him not caring: "Hehe, just twisted it, there is no big problem."

Zhan'an's home is relatively close to this, so he supported Li Xiaoer, who was limping "professing himself to be fine" and came to his home first.

Zhan An looked in the cabinet and brought the spray medicine to him and said, "Put it on first, it's good."

"Thank you, Brother Zhan'an!"

After Li Xiaoer sat on a chair and applied medicine to his ankles, he subconsciously turned his head and looked around, looking at the place where Zhan An lived.

Very broken, even more broken than your own home!

After hesitating for a moment, Li Xiaoer still asked, "Brother Zhan'an, why do you live here? This is too broken..."

Zhan An wiped a piano without raising his head: "It's cheap here."

"Cheap? You shouldn't live in such a place if you are cheap... Hey, where are your family?"

"All dead."

Listening to these plain words, Li Xiaoer said something and wanted to say something, but finally sighed and said sorry.

I feel that the thigh I am holding doesn't seem to be very thick...

After thinking for a while, Li Xiaoer still did not regret the decision he made. After all, facing the rich man who was very imposing, Zhan An did not act like an ordinary person.

Neither humble nor arrogant, very calm!

It seems that the rich man has a good relationship with him, and he also calls him "Young Master Zhan". Even if Zhan An simply borrows some money, he would not live in such a broken place, right?

Thinking of this, Zhan An might have his own idea. The waiter nodded thoughtfully and did not intend to speculate anymore.

...

Zhan An sat beside the bed, holding a worn-out guqin, and wiped the body of the guqin with special maintenance and oil.

This worn-out guqin is made of materials, and it looks like a large piece of wood tied with a few strings. Although it is carved with some lifelike and beautiful patterns, it is just an ordinary guqin after all, and you can tell at first glance that it is extremely inferior.

But Zhan'an regarded it as a treasure and wiped it over and over again.

"Brother Zhan'an, is this piano very expensive?" Li Xiaoer pointed at the dilapidated guqin and opened his mouth to break the tranquility in the house.

There are other pianos in the room. Judging from their appearance, they are much better than this shabby guqin. So, why did Zhan'an only take good care of this shabby guqin?

Could it be that this guqin is actually a precious old antique!?

Feeling Li Xiaoer's doubts, Zhan An stopped wiping the Qin's hand and stared at the Guqin: "I don't know... it doesn't look very expensive."

When Li Xiaoer blinked and became even more curious: "What does it mean to look like? Brother Zhan'an, didn't you buy this piano?"

It would be too strange if you don’t even know whether the piano you own is expensive!

"I really didn't buy this piano. The previous owner threw it away, so I just picked it up." Zhan An shrugged, looking like he didn't care about whether the guqin was picked up or not.

"I see that the other guqins are more exquisite than it, why do you care about it so much?" Li Xiaoer asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

Zhan An waved his hand and did not intend to reply: "Hey, stop asking... Oh by the way, you might as well stay here for one night. Your house has to walk a long way from here."

Li Xiaoer was stunned: "But..."

"Don't, I just happen to want you to do me a favor tomorrow night."

"Help?...Oh OK!"

After Zhan An maintained the worn-out guqin, he took out a pile of small cylinders from the cabinet and took them apart to check all the details inside.

As long as you study it tonight, there will be no longer "making inferior fireworks" and you can easily make excellent fireworks!

The fireworks are low in cost and don’t need anything. Just use the colorful flowers everywhere on the street as materials; the production method is also simple. According to the method taught by the store, you can easily make colorful flowers into fireworks!

"Brother Zhan'an, what are these?" Li Xiaoer asked if he didn't understand.

"This is called fireworks, I will sell them in the future."

"oh."

Li Xiaoer couldn't understand, so he simply stopped asking and focused on his sprained ankle, grinning in pain.

"Oh, it hurts so much..."

...

...

On the other side.

At Yichun Tower, Yuanyuan left her room and walked to the street.

After walking for a while, she came to a place and stopped.

Looking at the luxurious mansion in front of her, she murmured to herself.

"If I remember correctly, the address he mentioned before seemed to be here."

There were a few servants at the door. When they saw Yuanyuan standing at the door and thinking, they walked up and said, "Is it Miss Yuanyuan?"

"Yeah, I'm."

"Please come in."

The servant seemed to be ready, so he bowed and made a call, signaling Yuanyuan to go in directly.

A trace of struggle flashed in the round eyes, and then he stared at the luxurious courtyard, raised his feet, and walked in.

...

After a long time, Yuanyuan came out.

Under the night, she walked back in the direction of Yichun Tower.

——No one knows what she did.

In the hall, Lord Wang was crossing his legs and drinking leisurely.

The hook-nosed man beside him looked at Lord Wang like this and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it and closed his mouth.

After a moment of silence,

Lord Wang couldn't help it.

He put the wine glass down,

He looked at the hook-nosed man who was reluctant to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong? Just say whatever you want!...Do you have any objections?"

As soon as the words were finished, without waiting for the man with the hook nose to answer, Lord Wang continued to speak: "She fainted from fright. I gave her the medicine for requiem. Is this wrong? Isn't the "Spiritual Control God Gu" you gave me a drug for requiem? Its requiem effect is so good! Look, after I put it secretly in the medicine, she was completely fine after taking it! How great..."

The hook-nosed man sighed and said, "No, sir... I just want to say that you have put a little less. If you want to permanently control her thoughts, you can't just use that little."

"Don't worry about it! Just play with women, just play! I'm too lazy to care about it forever."

The hook-nosed man nodded and bowed.

"Sir, wise!"
Chapter completed!