The weather gradually began to get hotter.

The building complex by the Taohua Creek gradually became magnificent.

Of course, the peach blossoms in Taohua Villa have already faded, but they have produced fruits, which are the size of a thumb.

Li Chenan's life is very comfortable these days, except for being trained by Wu Xichen every night by the side of Taohua Creek.

He created twenty very thin, small and sharp flying knives from Zhao Blacksmith.

He remembered the novel he had lived in his youth, and felt that he had traveled to the world of that novel—

For example, the protagonist named Li Xunhuan also has a family of seven Jinshi and three Tanhua.

For example, they are all with the surname Li.

For example, the Li Xiao Li flying knife he made himself.

It’s just that Li Xunhuan gave up his love for his friend, which he would never do.

It’s just that Li Xunhuan’s flying knife is invincible, and his own flying knife...

"What's the thing you're losing?"

Wu Xichen frowned and scolded loudly: "Although I don't want to use hidden weapons, I also know that the so-called hidden weapons lies in the word "darkness"!"

"What is darkness?"

"That's the erratic and unrestrained way to find no trace!"

"It is to make the enemy unable to defend against it and be unavoidable!"

Wu Xichen clamped the fingertips of Li Chenan's flying knife that had just shot at him, "You are both powerless and physical. Even if you don't take it, you will probably be piercing your clothes at most and you won't even hurt your fur!"

"Remember, hidden weapons must be fast, accurate and ruthless! Like this..."

Wu Xichen threw out the flying knife sandwiched between his fingertips.

Li Chenan saw a flash of light and shadow flash, followed by a "du" sound, and the flying knife shot onto a peach tree, sinking deep into it, and not even revealing its tail.

"Master is mighty!"

Wu Xichen turned his head away with a blushing face. He wanted to shoot the peach down, but he turned his head away.

He left with his hands on his back and threw it to Li Chenan: "Practice, just practice like this!"

"Don't delay practicing swords!"

The sword was on Li Chenan's back.

This sword was not built by him in the blacksmith shop of Zhao Blacksmith, but was given to him by Wu Xichen.

It was a sword that looked very old and had been going through many years.

The unknown layer of leather wrapped in the scabbard has long been mottled. The sword spikes should have been red, but now they have been covered with slurry.

Drawing out the long sword, the sword is three fingers wide and three feet and two inches long. It is not silver, but black.

It was very black and transparent, and even the light seemed to be unable to reflect.

There are two vaguely distinguishable words engraved at the hilt of the sword: Bu Er!

The Forbidden Sword, the Forbidden Zhoutian Art.

But Wu Xichen did not teach Li Chenan any sword skills.

He said... practice whatever he wants.

Li Chenan drew out the Buer Sword and splashed it casually for a few strokes, feeling that his movements were quite handsome and elegant.

With this blue long gown and dancing with a sword, it seems like a fairy feeling.

But he doesn't like this thing, it's too dangerous.

So he inserted Bu Er Jian into the scabbard and continued to practice his Xiao Li flying knife.

At dusk, he returned to the tavern.

The business in the tavern was right at this time.

Su Muxin greeted the regular customers enthusiastically in the tavern. When she saw Li Chenan coming in, she grinned.

"On the fifth day of the fifth month, Takeshita Academy and Qianmo Academy held a Dragon Boat Festival cultural conference in Huapinghu."

"Mr. Zhang, the head of Qianmo Academy, invited me and asked me to invite you to go together. How about it?"

Li Chenan thought about it and said that this matter was really meaningless, but by the fifth day of May, his own winemaking workshop was almost completed, and the first batch of wine could be brewed in early June.

The three words Hua Pingchun were written by Hua Manting, so he decided to use the name Hua Pingchun for higher-end wines.

Then the newly brewed 35-degree wine needs to be named another name. He has already thought about it and it is called Peach Blossom Wine.

If this peach blossom wine is accepted by the people in Guangling City, you can advertise at that Dragon Boat Festival cultural conference.

Let’s start with the atmosphere.

So he nodded, "It's okay to go, but I have a small request."

Su Muxin was stunned, "What are the requirements?"

"I want the naming rights of this literary fair!"

“…What is the right to naming?”

"It is called this literary gathering the Peach Blossom Dragon Boat Festival."

"What's the peach blossom wine?"

Li Chenan explained to Su Muxin, and Su Muxin suddenly realized.

He admired Li Chenan very much because this Dragon Boat Festival literary gathering is quite popular and the impact on Guangling City will be greatly affected.

In order to convene this grand event, Mr. Zhang from Qianmo Academy even said that he would invite many celebrities from Guangling City.

The girls from Ningxiang Pavilion will also be invited to entertain themselves.

On this occasion, let everyone remember the name Peach Blossom Brewery, and make all the wine lovers look forward to the launch of this wine, and they will definitely become a hit!

"This...why would you talk to your father?"

Li Chenan's father Li Wenhan is the director of Takeshita Academy and is also one of the initiators of this literary gathering. If his father agrees, there will be no problem.

Li Chenan waved his hand, "You should go and talk to Mr. Zhang."

"…As you are in your current situation, I think your father hopes you can go back."

"It's time to go to my mother. As for the rest, I'll ignore it for now."

"Okay, I'll go to Qianmo Academy after I finish my work."

"Well, when will Miss Murong come back?"

Su Muxin smiled embarrassedly, "I guess I'll get mid-June."

"By the way, the small yard behind this tavern is too small. Have you rented it for your neighbors these days? You can buy it even if you rent it."

"In this way, you can also move from Qianmo Academy, and you will be with Miss Murong at that time."

"good."

Li Chenan went to the backyard, and Cuihua was flipping through the food in the wine trough, and she was not in good spirits.

I don't know what's wrong with this girl.

He was not very easy to ask, after all, the girl was so old, so she always had some small things to do.

He walked into the east wing, closed the door, took out the small box from under the bed and placed it on the table.

Open the small box, inside it is a stack of silver notes—

It was not what he earned from the tavern, but what he got from Song Yuanping.

When he received it, there were fifty hundred taels of silver notes inside, which was why he was able to equip the sixty young men of the Li family army with a bold attitude.

The halberd is worth twenty-five taels of silver!

Sixty pieces cost him 1,500 taels of silver!

Next, they had to be equipped with armor. Zhao Blacksmith said that if he was fighting according to the style he designed, a piece of armor would probably cost sixty taels of silver... This would cost another three thousand six hundred taels, and five thousand taels of silver would be gone.

Or use the vine armor first.

After all, I haven't made any money yet.

This money has to be bought first.

He put the silver notes into his arms and took out the list of the Yulong Club from the bottom of the box again.

There are a few people on this list that he had heard or known.

For example, Wen Huan, one of the three talents of Guangling.

Even there are Cai Zhengyao's son Cai Tong'an, and Shen Qianshan's son Chen Jiye!

No Wen Xiaowan, the leading brand in Ningxiangguan.

Of course, he has never heard of more.

I think they are mostly people in the martial arts world.

There are the names of these people and ask Miss Jianwu.
Chapter completed!