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10. The target of resentful men and the main painting of Queen Nan Chen

Cao Fan is checking out downstairs of Jinlin Hotel.

Heng Jing and Zhang Hua stood behind her back. Zhang Hua carried a backpack on his back and held two pots of orchids and plants in his left and right hands, careful and ginger.

The lobby manager looked at the three of them with a strange look, and a trace of evil thought spread in his heart: "The young people nowadays have avant-garde thoughts! Play with 3p."

Cao Fan stopped looking at the lobby manager's strange eyes. Heng Jing walked to Cao Fan at this time and held Cao Fan's hand, but Cao Fan did not refuse.

Zhang Hua was almost angry when he was so angry that he cursed in his heart: "Adulter**! He is in love with his guile! He is so shameless!"

After paying the bill, the lobby manager said to the three of them: "Please go slowly, three of you, welcome next time!"

Cao Fan ignored it, Heng Jing supported him with his left hand, and Zhang Hua turned around and cursed: "What a fool to come. Whoever he looks at will come to you next time will be a shame."

The lobby manager wondered and thought to himself: "Didn't I have had enough fun last night? I'll go. Nowadays, there are so many young people who ask for it." He ignored Zhang Hua.

The three of them walked out of the hotel, Cao Fan and Heng Jing walked in front, and Zhang Hua followed behind.

Cao Fan felt the complaints behind him, and Mi Tian's murderous aura was almost suffocating. Cao Fan had agreed to Heng Jing's request and agreed to be her boyfriend.

Cao Fan never dared to look Zhang Hua in the eyes until now.

Zhang Hua expressed his dissatisfaction with Cao Fan with his resentful eyes, atmosphere mouth shape, and exaggerated expression.

Repeatedly in my heart:

"shameless!"

"I said I was introducing my girlfriend to me, but I took advantage of my coma and snatched my woman away. It's not human!"

"Weak Chicken Cao Fan, if you have a temper, let's take a wave of positive things and see who Heng Jing likes!"

"I still want to get you half the bonus. Now I have become your introducer. I have become the only one. What's the matter? Cao Fan, who is killed in heaven."

"Cao Fan, you are really shameless. People's hearts are too sinister. Heng Jing should be mine!"

"It's obviously the original work of Wang Xizhi that I discovered, but why did you, Cao Fan, become her boyfriend?"

Zhang Hua felt very resentful, and he was angry when he looked at the two people in front of him. He followed Cao Fan and Heng Jing, watching Heng Jing take the initiative to put his hand into Cao Fan's palm and snuggle up against Cao Fan's chest.

Zhang Hua felt that he had suffered 10,000 points of damage.

Wrong, it's 100 million damage.

Heng Jing smiled and suddenly said to Zhang Hua: "Zhang Hua, let's go for breakfast, I missed the hotel's meal."

Zhang Hua was still resentful of Cao Fan. Seeing Heng Jing smile suddenly, all the unhappiness disappeared in an instant, and said in a slander: "Okay, you want to treat me to dinner. I am your introducer." After saying this, Zhang Hua just wanted to slap himself twice and suffer for fear of face.

Heng Jing replied gratefully: "Zhang Hua, you are so good!"

Zhang Hua just responded with a smile, and felt "hehe" in his heart.

Cao Fan still dared not look back at Zhang Hua. He felt very relieved. After all, he said he would introduce Heng Jing to Zhang Hua yesterday, but today he was with Heng Jing.

Seeing that Zhang Hua was in good condition, Heng Jing immediately turned around and said gentlely to Cao Fan: "Dear, what do you want to treat us?"

Cao Fan responded: "You can eat whatever you want! I treat you whatever you want."

Heng Jing said happily: "But what you said, Zhang Hua, what do you want to eat?"

Zhang Hua originally wanted to say: "I want to eat bird's nest sea cucumber ginseng Ganoderma lucidum..." But when he saw Heng Jing's expectation for him, he softened his heart again: "I will eat whatever Heng Jing eats."

Seeing that Zhang Hua was so sensible, Heng Jing immediately said to Cao Fan: "Okay, just eat some breakfast, I want to eat squid noodles."

Cao Fan held her hands tightly: "Okay."

After following Zhang Hua took another bite of dog food, his resentment towards Cao Fan deepened.

When Zhang Hua thought of eating noodles, he thought of what happened last night. He couldn't help but say something in his mouth: "Don't eat noodles anymore, what if he sees ghosts again?"

Heng Jing and Cao Fan turned around at the same time, and the two said at the same time: "How many ghosts are there!"

When Zhang Hua saw Cao Fan wink at him hard, he did not continue talking.

Heng Jing only knew that she had just been possessed by a ghost yesterday, and now she is safe and sound. Without Cao Fan, she might have died, so she held Cao Fan's arms in both hands and trusted Cao Fan even more. Cao Fan's arms inadvertently felt the softness of Heng Jing's chest, and she felt very satisfied.

So a strange scene appeared on the street. Two couples were full of spring and tenderness in front, followed by a resentful man holding two pots of flowers and plants, and reluctantly followed behind him.

Zhang Hua is very bad now, following behind like a walking corpse, but what can I do? Cao Fan is his master's eldest disciple, and Zhang Hua immediately thought about something: "Cao Fan can steal Hengjing, so I want to steal Master's first disciple, and I have to suppress Cao Fan."

Thinking of this, Zhang Hua hugged the two pots of orchids in his hand tightly and said to himself: "Yes, you must let your master admit that I am a big disciple before Cao Fan." As he thought about it, Zhang Hua had his own goal.

After a while, we arrived at No. 33 Zhimin Road.

Zhimin Road existed since the founding of the Great China Kingdom. Twenty years ago, this urban area was very old, but now it has been changed to Xinyan and has become XC District. Zhimin Road is very long, and it is said to have 18 Streets and 108 alleys.

No. 33 Zhimin Road is a small noodle restaurant that has been open for only five or six years, called "Chen Ji Seafood Noodles."

Cao Fan took Heng Jing and walked in, so Zhang Hua had to follow him.

The three of them sat down. Cao Fan greeted the waiter and ordered a bowl of one liang of clear soup squid noodles, and two bowls of two liang of sauerkraut beef fried noodles. He was still very clear about Zhang Hua's taste.

The noodle shop is decorated in old age, and the decorations look like objects from the store’s own home.

What Cao Fan was interested was that there was a very poor ancient painting on the wall with handwriting on the ancient paintings, written in traditional Chinese: portrait of Chen Yuanxiu, in the first year of Zhide.

Cao Fan discovered the painting on the wall through his own abilities, which was all the original, but he didn't know: Who is Chen Yuanxiu?

Zhang Hua was taking care of two pots of orchids and plants. Now he only had these two pots of flowers and plants. He didn't dare to be interested in anything else. He would not let him go to seize the opportunity of the chief disciple. He sat opposite Cao Fan and Heng Jing. Cao Fan suddenly remembered that Zhang Hua must have known, so he asked, "Huazi, who is Chen Yuanxiu?"

"What are you asking this all the time?" Zhang Hua immediately wondered.

Cao Fan pointed to the shop where Chen Ji seafood noodles, and the painting on the inside of the right, and said, "The painting is marked with a portrait of Chen Yuanxiu, the first year of Zhide." Zhang Hua looked in the direction pointed by Cao Fan, and indeed he was very interested when he saw these words marked under the painting.

Heng Jing also looked at what they pointed out, and noticed this for a while.

Zhang Hua walked closer and observed for a while, then walked back and said to Cao Fan: "The emperor Chen Shubao, whose courtesy name is Yuanxiu and whose small name is Huangnu, is just a king who destroyed the country. The first year of Zhide was his year name."

Cao Fan and Heng Jing couldn't help but look at Zhang Hua with admiration. Zhang Hua is a descendant of historians and is familiar with the five thousand years of history of the Great China.

Cao Fan also said: "That is an original work of the Chen Dynasty." The Chen Dynasty (557-589), known in history as the Southern Chen or the Southern Chen Dynasty, was the last dynasty of the Southern Dynasty during the Great China Southern and Northern Dynasties. It was established by Chen Ba in the Nanliang period in the first year of Yongding (557). It was capitald in Jiankang (now Nanjing), and controlled the areas east of Jiangling, south of the Yangtze River, and north of Jiaozhi.

Zhang Hua and Heng Jing couldn't help but widen their eyes, and both walked to the painting and started to look at it.

At this time, a man suddenly recited a poem: "The beautiful and fragrant forest faces the high shelves, and the new makeup is beautiful. The reflection house is charming and does not come in at once, and comes out of the curtain and greets each other with a smile. The face of the charming girl is like a flower with dew, and the jade tree shines on the back courtyard. The flowers bloom and fall for a long time, and the fallen reds all over the ground and return to silence."

Cao Fan looked over and saw that it was the manager of this seafood noodle shop wearing a chef's hat and singing poems in his mouth.

"Some people have good eyesight." The store manager said while putting their noodles in place: "This "Portrait of Chen Yuanxiu" is the treasure of my family, and I am also the 89th generation of the Chen family. Enjoy it, several guests."

"You are the descendant of Chen Shubao, the king of the Southern Chen Dynasty!" Zhang Hua spoke out in surprise, and Heng Jing immediately returned to his seat.

It is already ten o'clock in the morning, and there are very few people coming to the store to eat noodles. The shop manager and cook called himself the descendant of Chen Houzhu, and did not cause a big sensation.

"Not bad! This brother is right. You guys seem to be students, right? You are very good at learning history. This painting is the original, and you are the first to recognize me in the years since I opened a noodle restaurant. So this bowl of noodles is free of charge." The manager naturally sat down and started chatting with the three of them.

When Cao Fan and the other two heard that the bowl of noodles was free, they said at the same time: "Thank you, the store manager."

"We are both people who have fallen into the world, so why do we have to meet each other? The descendants of my dignified king have fallen to the point of selling noodles, which is so sad." The store manager sighed and said sadly.

"Then are you considering selling this painting?" Zhang Hua saw that he was forced to live, so he gave advice.

"No consideration! Don't say much, everything in this store can be sold, only this painting is not a product." The store manager is still very principled.

"I'll pay 30,000!" Cao Fan suddenly spoke.

"I said I won't sell it! But you are so sincere, I will sell it to you. What this little brother said is true?" The store manager said shamelessly.

Cao Fan took out 30,000 yuan from his bag and handed it over to the store manager.

"I'll prepare it for you right away! Please wait!" The store manager ran away. Three or five minutes later, "Portrait of Chen Yuanxiu" was already in Cao Fan's hands.

Zhang Hua looked at the store manager and really wanted to beat him up. It was too unprincipled.
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