Early the next morning, Chang Lai and Lai went to the inn where he stayed early in the morning to look for him.

After Fan Ming finished washing, he met him at the dining table downstairs of the inn, beckoned him to sit down, and asked, "How is it, have you inquired clearly?" ”

Chang Xiang nodded vigorously, looked around carefully, and after making sure that no one was looking here, he lowered his voice and said, "Inquire clearly, even he slept in the second concubine's room last night." ”

Fan Ming couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, then tell me about him." ”

often came and went with a smile, and got a little closer to tell Fan Ming all the news he had heard, and sure enough, it was the same as what he bragged, it was really very detailed, from Sun Xuezheng's life history, to the details of life, habits, where he often went, and even Sun Xuezheng and a Qing person in Ying Tianfu inquired through a letter.

Seeing that Fan Ming nodded again and again, he often smiled back and forth, "Childe, you are still satisfied." ”

Fan Ming smiled slightly, took out the usual money from his arms, and threw it in his hand, "Yes, I am very satisfied, there will be more opportunities to deal with you in the future, I will look for you again." ”

Silently put the money in his hand into his sleeve and bowed, "Dare to ask Gongzi's surname." ”

Fan Ming thought for a while and said, "I'll tell you later." ”

I don't often ask too much, so I got up and said goodbye immediately, "Son, goodbye." ”

Seeing the figure disappearing from sight, Fan Ming also got up and stood up, and walked out, he grasped a piece of information in the information provided by Chang Lai just now, that is, Sun Xuezheng likes to visit the pen and ink shop on Dongmen Street, and according to his family, Sun Xuezheng has now gone out.

Such a good "coincidence" opportunity, of course Fan Ming didn't want to waste it.

Walking briskly to the East Gate Street, Fan Ming arrived at the door of Bimoju, glanced inside, and found no figure similar to Xuezheng, so he wandered around the bookstore on the side.

There are a lot more books in the bookstore in the county than in the study room of Caofu, there are everything of any type, from the Four Books and Five Classics to composing music or something, for a while Fan Ming's interest was hooked, and he began to open the books on the shelves.

took a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in his hand, you must know that there are many deletions and omissions in later generations, and the engraved book of this era is the real original, and Fan Ming read it with relish for a while.

I don't know how long it took, a quarrel came, and Fan Ming suddenly woke up, thinking that he had missed something.

Hurriedly put down the book in his hand and ran outside, the bookstore shopkeeper didn't even have time to chase and shout, so he could only take a sip secretly, and his heart was another poor scholar who read books for nothing.

No matter what the shopkeeper of the bookstore thought, at this moment Fan Ming had already arrived at the pen and ink shop next door, and at a glance he saw a thin figure, standing in front of the store and arguing with the shopkeeper about something, only to hear the shopkeeper cry with a treacherous face: "Oh, my lord, this store is a small business, you are a high-ranking scholar, a little leakage between your fingers is enough for us to spend a year, don't be embarrassed for the small shop, this really can't be changed." ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Fan Ming's mouth, it seems that he is not too late, this thin middle-aged scribe should be Sun Xuezheng.

Walking lightly to Sun Xuezheng's side, while pretending to choose pen, ink, paper and inkstone, while quietly listening to what happened to Sun Xuezheng, he understood the general situation of the matter after a while, it turned out that Sun Xuezheng wanted to buy a pair of pen and ink, and after buying it, he went home and tried it, but found that it didn't feel very good, and regretted it, and wanted to change to a better one.

It's just that this money has already been used, and of course this store is gone.

Seeing Fan Ming on the side, the shopkeeper pulled Fan Ming and said: "This son, you are also a scholar, you come to help me evaluate the theory, can this used thing be returned?" Besides, this is a good Huizhou wolf, and ordinary people can't use it if they want to! ”

Looking at Sun Xuezheng, who wanted to speak and stopped, Fan Ming knew in his heart, and probably understood what was going on, it was nothing more than the shop's fraudulent sale.

What he was thinking about was how to give this Sun Xuezheng a decent and generous step, looking at a pair of clear poems left on the table, he had an idea in his heart, raised his hand and said to Sun Xuezheng: "Dare to ask Mr. if he has ever bought this wolf!" ”

Sun Xuezheng is also a scholar in the end, even if he is angry in his heart, he endures it and finally nods.

"That's supposed to pay!" Fan Ming's words made the shopkeeper happy, and he was still a little apprehensive at first, after all, he was a decent reader, so it must have nothing to do with it, and he didn't want to get into any trouble, but now there was a scholar who reasoned with him, and his waist hardened.

"But ......" Sun Xuezheng opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say it, although he knew that he had been deceived and sold, so he should buy a lesson.

Just as he was about to pay and turn to leave, Fan Ming's words made him surprised again, only to see Fan Ming say to the shopkeeper: "Does the store know that the reader has a fee for polishing the pen?" ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what Fan Ming meant by suddenly changing his head, so he had to nod, "I know." ”

"Well, this gentleman left a good poem for your store, I wonder if the pen has ever been paid to this gentleman?" Fan Ming nodded slightly to Sun Xuezheng as he spoke, signaling Shao'an not to be impatient.

The shopkeeper suddenly understood that the person who came here was not to help himself at all, but to help the person opposite, so he couldn't help but stiffen his neck and said: "How can you write a pen, do you know that my wolf is everyone's work, worth 100 gold, how can I get it?" ”

"Then dare to ask you how much this wolf is worth?"

The shopkeeper glanced at Fan Ming carefully, tilted his neck, and stretched out two fingers, "Twenty runs!" ”

Fan Ming smiled slightly, turned to Sun Xuezheng and said, "Sir, can you use this pen to mention a word for Xiaosheng?" ”

Sun Xuezheng nodded, lifted his hanging wrist and carried a pair of poems on it, Fan Ming carefully held this piece of paper in his hand, like a baby, and said to Sun Xuezheng, "This word is worth a thousand gold, I will go back to frame and hang it in the study, day and night, and then the thirty brushes will be sent to the house." ”

"Thirty times!" The shopkeeper suddenly took a breath of cold air, and reacted immediately, the lord in front of him was blackmailing himself in turn, this is simply a plague god, the face of the shopkeeper of the ink shop became innocent, although he was very sure that Sun Xuezheng would hold his own identity and would not care about the difference in price of this pen with him, but he couldn't stand that people were Xuezheng, and the relationship was a scholar, and any person could hold him.

At this moment, I regret my greed for this wave of small profits!