Chapter 8: I'm Going to Flip the Table
The gate of Guozijian opened.
The children of the nobility inside began to swarm out, like birds out of a cage.
It's a wonderful world out there, and they don't want to be locked up in that corner.
These people were quickly attracted by the bustle ahead.
People like to be lively, and there are already more than a dozen children heading towards Li Su's location.
At this time, Li Su still had his eyes closed, like a master in the world.
The more he does this, the more it arouses people's curiosity.
Is this young man so interesting?
At this time, he heard two voices.
"Cheng Chubi, look, there seems to be someone selling poetry ahead!"
"Wait for me! Fang bereavement love! ”
Isn't that Cheng Chubi and Fang Yi's love?
Cheng Yanjin and Fang Xuanling's sons, they are the same age as themselves at this time.
He immediately searched for information about the two men.
Everything at a glance.
The corners of his mouth rose and he sneered.
It turned out that these two people were for the sake of gentleness.
If you don't want to be motivated, you will do something ridiculous.
The ink of the two is limited, and their grades in reading are even worse.
It's really good that money is going to earn this kind of person!
When everyone saw the two coming, they got out of the way.
These two people made people feel fear.
After all, they are backed by the existence of the two great powers.
As for Li Su, seeing the two of them coming, he also brought some family members, and he was very arrogant.
His eyes were still closed.
Some people, the more you give him face, the more he goes up the wall.
At this time, Fang Yiai made his family squeeze through the crowd, and he came to Li Yu first and saw the signboard.
Saying: "Selling poetry? Still billed by words? I'm afraid this man is poor and crazy, right? ”
Cheng Chubi followed behind him, and he also saw what was in front of him.
"Look at this guy who is the same age as us, how much literary talent can he have? Still out to sell poetry? It can't be a liar, right? ”
"How about we play him?"
Fang Yiai whispered.
Cheng Chubi showed a look that you know.
The two of them walked directly in front of Li Su.
"Hey, how much does your poem sell?"
"If you don't buy it, don't ask the price!"
Li Su still didn't look at the two of them.
Straight to the road.
This attitude makes people angry.
"This kid is looking down on us!?"
Cheng Chubi said on the side.
"What do you mean, boy? You sell poetry without saying a price, what is that? Even if we don't buy it, we have to have a price, right? ”
"Don't buy it, don't ask! Poetry is only sold to those who understand! ”
"You ......"
"Fang Legacy, we can do this."
Cheng Chubi leaned into Fang Yiai's ear and spoke.
Fang Yiai sneered.
After that, he said: "I'll buy it, but if you don't do it well, I won't give you any money, and I'll open your stall!" ”
As soon as these words came out, it was like a very stumbling man!
Where would ordinary people do that?
Li Su didn't think too much about responding directly.
"Then do you want five words or seven laws?"
"What's the difference?"
"The Seven Laws are more favorable."
"What is the price?"
Everyone is also curious.
"Ten words in one word!"
When Li Su said the price, everyone was in an uproar.
That's really thinking about money and going crazy.
Even if it is a modern novel, a thousand words is only a dime, but he Li Su wants ten words per word?
Many had disdainful expressions on their faces.
Because his price is too high.
Fang Yiai's eyes didn't blink, Shiwen was really nothing to him.
But it depends on how it is spent.
"Ten words in one word? Why don't you grab it? ”
Cheng Chubi said on the side.
"Cheng Chubi asked me to come!"
Fang Yiai said.
Then he asked: "How much does that poem cost for ten words?" How much is each word after the discount? ”
Such a simple math problem still needs to be asked?
Everyone scratches their heads, how much is that? Some people started to count on their fingers!
"Are you testing me?"
"You don't know how to, do you? Hahaha! ”
"Five words, four sentences, two crosses, a total of 200 words, eight sentences and 400 words.
Seven laws, four sentences and twenty-eight characters, a total of 280 words, eight sentences and 56 words, can give you more discounts, count you 500 words. Each cross is about 89 wen. ”
It turns out that this is the so-called offer, and if you count it like this, each word is indeed a little less.
There was no decimal point in ancient times, so Li Su responded.
Now everyone is a little convinced.
I was thinking in my heart, this kid is very material!
Having said that, the number of words in the poem is not too much, and the fewer it is, the more difficult it is to write.
"Are you here for five words or seven rules? I guess you'll choose the Seven Laws, after all, I see you dressing up, and it shouldn't be bad for money. It's just a few hundred words, and I don't blink my eyes. ”
As soon as this question comes out, how could the good-faced Fang Yiai choose five words?
But Cheng Zhibi will.
"Bereavement, we don't have to listen to him, we choose five words!"
In full view of everyone, Fang Yiai hesitated.
"I choose the Seven Laws!"
"It seems that your disagreement is five words or seven laws?"
"Five words!"
"Seven Laws!"
"Huh? Tell me when you are unified, I don't have time to talk to you in vain. ”
This is probably the most arrogant poet of the kind.
"The money I spend, listen to me, just seven laws! Four sentences! I don't want a discount! ”
Fang Yiai finally added.
"Okay, pay the money first!"
"What!? I haven't seen the poem yet, but you're asking me to pay for it? Why are you like this? ”
Fang Yiai was very puzzled.
"It's my rule, if you don't want to spend money, get out."
The more Li Su is like this, the more rebellious people are.
"Come on, take out the two hundred and eighty yuan!"
In the end he relented.
But the money isn't good.
He put the money on the table.
And said viciously: "You better do well, or you won't get a penny, and you will be beaten!" ”
"Whether I'm doing well or not, you can let everyone see together, please comment. Folks, it's hard work! ”
Some people said they could.
Among these people are some literati and writers.
"This young man, I studied under Li Cheng, and his writing is not very good, but his appreciation is okay."
"I can too, I used to teach for a few years."
……
These people have come forward.
The shopkeeper of the restaurant also came out to watch the excitement.
He said: "Little brother, I have also read books for a few years, and I dare to participate in the commentary. ”
"Thank you very much!"
Li Su saluted everyone.
People also returned the salute.
The so-called etiquette is not to blame.
Even if there are still some who disdain him.
But how they see themselves is their business.
He does not interfere.
"Okay, very good, you can write poetry!"
"What's the topic?"
"Summer as the theme! How about the appearance of heavenly ponds, flowers and leaves, etc.? ”
As soon as this question came out, everyone was shocked.
This kind of topic is too difficult, right?
They all pinched a cold sweat for Li Su.
Li Su suddenly said: "Wait! ”
Everyone is puzzled, what is he doing here?
Why wait?
Is it really impossible to do it?
Or is the title of Fang Yiai's love too concrete?
"What's wrong? Is it too hard? If it's too hard, I'm going to lift the table! ”
Fang Yiai threatened.
Cheng Chubi rolled up his sleeves on the side.
"I'll just say it's a liar, but now it's revealing its true colors, right? Come on, don't let him run! ”
As soon as he shouted, the family members gathered around.
Everyone also pinched a cold sweat for Li Su.
What's next for him?
……