This silk shop is quite large in scale, with three layers inside and outside, half of which are finished garments, and half are cloth raw materials.

When he was in Zhu Chiyuan, Han Ming was considered a young master. He had worn extremely luxurious clothes for a while, but now he was away and the people he dating were all mixed with dragons and snakes. He didn't want to be too ostentatious, so he chose an ordinary piece of clothing.

After picking up clothes, Han Ming sat aside and waited for Anan. He was not worried about Anan's safety. With Chun'er, the ghost pet, even the most powerful martial arts master could not get close to him.

After waiting for an incense stick, Han Ming couldn't help but frown before Anan could see him frowning and quietly dispersing his spiritual sense. However, he saw Nan Youlu still carefully selecting the clothes in front of him, which made Han Ming speechless.

After waiting patiently for half a stick of incense again, Nan Youlu walked out with a large package, not very satisfied with her face.

"What's wrong? I'm a little unhappy!" Han Ming greeted him and said with a smile.

Nanyoulu said a little angrily: "The town is too small, and the silk shop here is really bad. There is not even a decent piece of clothing. It is better to do it by the embroidery work at home."

"Okay, okay, let's change when we arrive in the big town." Han Ming touched Nan Youlu's head in a doting way.

"Show me the clothes you have chosen." Nan Youlu put down the package in his hand, and then snatched the clothes in Han Ming's hand.

"Hey, it's so yellow and yellow, so ugly, and the embroiderer is so bad." Nan Youlu stuffed the clothes in her hand back into Han Ming's hand, and then pulled Han Ming toward the satin shop: "Let's go, choose another one, the one you chose is so ordinary and ugly."

But Nanyoulu pulled Han Ming for a few steps, but stopped. As if he remembered something, he threw Han Ming in place, and then walked towards the inside of the satin shop alone: ​​"You can wear this yellow clothes first, anyway, there is no good clothes for workmanship here. When you arrive in the big town, I will go in and pick another piece of clothes for myself to change."

Nan Youlu decisively threw Han Ming into the place and walked into the silk shop alone, which made Han Ming speechless again.

After waiting for about half a stick of incense, Nan Youlu walked out with another big package, with a mysterious expression on his face.

"Anan, the money is gone, why don't we put the little tiger here?" Han Ming smiled.

"Yes, Xiao Chong'er, I'm busy picking clothes, where is Xiao Chong's going?" Nan Youlu became anxious and searched around but couldn't see the small figure that was a foot long.

"Help find it, you won't be taken away by a wild cat or a wild dog, or you'll be caught and eaten!" Nan Youlu pulled Han Ming's sleeve, and her voice was a little crying.

Looking at Nan Youlu's anxious look, Han Ming sighed slightly in his heart, and then said gently: "While sleeping under the clothes over there, and was taken away by a wild cat and a wild dog? You named it Xiaochuaner, but it is not a real insect, it is a tiger!"

Nan Youlu followed the direction of Han Ming's finger and found the little tiger cub sleeping soundly, which made him feel relaxed.

"Pay, go." Nan Youlu burst into tears and laughed, and walked outside with the little tiger cub in his arms, throwing all the big bags to Han Ming.

Han Ming silently carried the packages, then took out a large piece of silver from his waist and threw it to the shopkeeper of the satin shop. He felt his waist was empty, and Han Ming murmured to himself: "These external things are really fast. It seems that they have to use some means to get some more."

...

When Han Ming and Nan Youlu returned to the previous restaurant, the waiter had already prepared hot water and two upper rooms, and respectfully led Han Ming and Nan Youlu to the house behind the restaurant. Now the waiter realized that these two young men were ignorant of ordinary people and did not dare to neglect them at all.

Nanyoulu chose a room for the upper room and walked in with the little tiger in his arms. Han Ming explained some details to the waiter and walked into another room for the upper room.

A large wooden barrel was prepared in the room, filled with hot water, and scattered dried medicinal herbs floated on it.

Han Ming moved a tall stool and placed a magic weapon on it. The stool was very close to Han Ming, and the magic weapon was almost within reach.

Han Ming took off all his clothes, jumped into the wooden barrel, and began to clean it well. Since he was sent into the underground mine vein, he had not taken a shower.

After washing for half an hour, Han Ming slapped the edge of the wooden barrel and his whole body soared into the air. While flying, Han Ming grabbed the clothes three meters away through the void. The clothes flew over and quickly rotated around Han Ming.

When Han Ming hit the ground with his feet, the clothes were already worn on him. Han Ming grabbed them with one hand, and the three magic weapons placed flat on the stool also flew into his hands.

After doing all this, Han Ming jumped and landed lightly on the bed not far away, and then he fell asleep against the wall.

About an hour later, Han Ming's eyes slowly opened. He stood up from the bed, changed into the boots he bought not long ago, tidied up his clothes and walked out of the room.

Turning to Nanyoulu's door, Han Ming reached out and knocked on the door, and then said softly: "Anan, it's two hours now. I'm here. Can you go in?"

"Come in." A crisp and nice voice came from the room.

"Anan, why has your voice become nice? It's no longer as hoarse as before." Han Ming raised his foot and walked into the room, with a look of curiosity on his face.

"Is it good?" A very beautiful girl jumped in front of Han Ming.

Han Ming's eyes moved. Although he had already used his spiritual sense to see that Nan Youlu was a daughter and had an extraordinary appearance, but now he was amazed when he saw her appearance, but Han Ming immediately came to his senses.

"Ye, who are you? What's wrong with Anan? Hand over Anan quickly, otherwise I won't be merciful even if you are beautiful." Han Ming jumped gently to the back, then pointed to the girl in front of him and said viciously.

"Big silly." Nan Youlu stretched out her feet and wanted to kick Han Ming, but Han Ming easily avoided her. She chased her and continued to kick. As a result, she chased her for a while but didn't touch the corner of Han Ming's clothes. Finally, she couldn't help but stomped her feet, turned around and walked towards the table beside her, and then sat down.

Staring at Han Ming fiercely, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Nan Youlu's face, and then he turned cold and said badly: "That Anan was indeed caught by me. If you want him to survive, just say that you are a fool, the stupidest and stupidest big fool in the world...."

Han Ming seemed not to hear her words, but walked to Nanyoulu carelessly, sat next to her, and smiled gently, "It's really good to change to her daughter's outfit. Her previous disguise skills were really extraordinary, and even I was almost hidden."

"Okay, you know a long time ago, and you've been pretending not to know! You've been lying to me." Nan Youlu stared at Han Ming angrily, with an expression of wanting to eat people.

Han Ming teased the little tiger lying on the table, then shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "I don't know you don't know I don't know."

"Hmph, Xiao Chong'er, don't pay attention to him." Nan Youlu grabbed the little tiger in his hand, and then stared at Han Ming angrily again.

Han Ming was stared for a while and finally had to change the subject: "Your disguise technique is so amazing, you can't tell by your appearance alone."

In fact, Han Ming was indeed amazed at Nan Youlu's disguise technique. If he hadn't had the spiritual sense, he would have really not realized that Nan Youlu was a daughter.

"It was my master who helped me disguise. His disguise skills were so great that he was called Wanhua Old Man. At that time, my car convoy was kidnapped by a horse thief. The master was afraid that I was a girl and could not survive, so he disguised me as a boy. Later, he was killed by a horse thief. My maid, sister Qiaoer, was also arrested and died soon after." Nan Youlu said that, his eyes turned red and he was about to cry.

Han Ming couldn't help but curse himself as stupid as he was talking about disguise, but he made him cry. Now he still has to work hard to comfort him.

However, beyond Han Ming's expectations, Nan Youlu did not cry, but her eyes were red all the time. She said viciously: "When I go to the capital and find my father, I will definitely beg him to write a letter to calm Qingfeng Village and avenge his master and Qiao'er."

Han Ming showed a curious expression when he heard this, and then asked closer: "Your name is not Nanyoulu, it doesn't look like a girl's name. Did you lie to me from the beginning? I have always believed in you naively."

"I don't want to lie to you either. If I say a girl's name, what should you do if you hear it!" Nan Youlu raised her head, and her red eyes were much better.

"Then what's your name? Let's see if my name sounds nice. It won't be called Eryatou." Han Ming leaned his head towards Nanyoulu and smiled.

"You are the second girl, no, you are the second lance." Nan Youlu stared at Han Ming angrily, and most of the previous sadness had disappeared.

"Reverse the name I told you before, it is my real name. Everyone in my family calls me Anan. You don't have to change your words in the future. My name sounds nice! At that time, my father asked a great scholar to call it himself, which means the Cang Cang Hai 6 and the lingering Nanshan Mountain." Nan Youlu added.

"Well, it sounds so nice! There is also a great scholar to give you a name, it's so amazing." Han Ming smiled, and at the same time he felt secretly glad that there were two brothers in front of him, otherwise the two names of Han Tie and Han Mu would definitely fall on him. Although the name Han Ming does not have much profound meaning, it is at least better than Han Tie and Han Mu.

"That's right, my father is the supervisor of a state, and his mother is Princess Qingyuan, and the state lords give in to them. Later, when I was twelve years old, my parents were transferred to the capital. They went there for three years. When they were settled, when they sent someone to pick me up to the capital, the convoy was kidnapped by the horse thieves from Qingfeng Village." It seemed that when I thought of Qingfeng Village, Anan's expression was a little depressed again.

Seeing that Anan Fang had improved a little, his face looked a little bad, Han Ming immediately changed the subject, "Anan is still a little princess!"

"Yes, then I will ask my father to find a powerful person to teach you martial arts, so that you can achieve great things and achieve success in the future, and not lose to my father." Anan glanced at Han Ming, then continued to lower his head and fiddled with the little tiger.

"I have peerless martial arts skills, so I don't need to learn them." Han Ming smiled.
Chapter completed!