Chapter 140: Two Songs of Compassion for Nong

Seeing Bai Yang's depressed mood, Chen Gong thought for a while and asked, "Little Er, in addition to the rules you just mentioned, is there any other way to go up to the seventh floor to eat?" ”

"Yes! It's just that there are only a few that can meet this requirement. You can compose a poem, leave your ink, and go upstairs to eat. But this ink treasure is conditional, it must be a masterpiece that can be passed down through the ages, and it must be approved by our boss, so that you can stay. At that time, our restaurant will send you a token, and you will come here to eat all 50% off in the future. ”

I didn't expect that after Chen Gong's question, there was such a good thing, and the consumption was fifty percent off. Of course, Bai Yang like Mobao in front of him has automatically ignored it. If you can't even meet this standard, it can only mean two problems, either you are too incompetent, or the boss doesn't know how to appreciate it.

"Little Er, pen and ink are waiting!" Bai Yang didn't think about anything else, and said confidently to Xiao Er.

"Childe, where do you look?" Xiao Er didn't say anything after listening to Bai Yang's words, maybe he had seen too much of this situation, and pointed to a corner near the door in front of him and said.

Bai Yang walked over to take a look, only to see a small table there, with a stack of Bai Yang paper on it, and the pen and ink on the side were very complete.

Seeing this situation, Bai Yang also probably thought of something. Such a good thing, I think many people will come to try their luck. After all, there are many people who feel good about themselves in any era. This will lead to everyone wanting the 50% off consumption privilege, and the boss will be busy dealing with these things every day.

Moreover, Bai Yang was very happy to see that he actually started to use Bai Yang paper here. It seems that the backstage of this store is really not ordinary, and it is very luxurious to be able to take out the white sun paper for everyone's daily poetry! Bai Yang himself felt that even the Ziyun Mountain base would not dare to break the bank so much!

Seeing Bai Yang motioning for Jia Xu to hold the pen, he began to brew emotions, and Xiao Er, who was standing on the side, hurriedly spoke: "Slow down, please trouble you, who will pay for the paper and ink first." ”

Seeing Xiao Er open his hands to himself and the others, Bai Yang said again and again: I am too naΓ―ve.

The other party who was thinking about it just now is rich! admired the behind-the-scenes boss for a long time, and I didn't expect to charge myself in the blink of an eye. It's really a big city! You can't do anything without money.

"Little Er, do you still need money to write poems?" Chen Gong came out to be in charge of the financial power this time, so he immediately asked.

"That's a sure take! You don't want to think about how expensive white sun paper is now, how can you let everyone waste it casually. If everyone wants to write a few sentences and practice their own calligraphy, we can't do this business. Besides, our pen is also a good pen, and the ink is also a good ink, and the charge is a matter of course! ”

After listening to the other party's straightforward answer, Chen Gong also felt that what he said was reasonable, and then asked, "I don't know how much this writing costs?" ”

"Write a poem with ten taels of silver."

After listening to the other party's answer, Bai Yang had the urge to scold his mother. Is this for everyone to compose poems? This is selling white sun paper in disguise! And it's just a piece of paper, it actually costs ten taels of silver, and your speed of making money is faster than me, who produces white sun paper! At this moment, Bai Yang began to admire the other party.

"Xiao Er, this is too expensive, isn't it so expensive for a piece of white sun paper outside?"

"You're wrong, it's not so expensive outside, but what kind of people do you think we eat here, and that one is the one who is poor? Some people will say that it doesn't match their identity! ”

After listening to this kind of divine logic, Bai Yang can be regarded as convinced, you have overcharged others and you are still wronged? We really don't understand the life of rich people!

However, since you have come here, you should abide by the rules of others, give as much as you want, and say that you are not short of this money.

Seeing that Chen Gong paid the money, Bai Yang didn't think about it anymore, pretending to be deep, and said to Jia Xu: "Wenhe, I said you write." ”

"Noon on hoe day,"

"Sweat drops down the soil."

"Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,"

"It's hard work."

After listening to Bai Yang's poem, Jia Xu also finished writing, and said to Bai Yang with a happy face: "Lord, how do you read what Bai Xu wrote?" You really care about the suffering of the people anytime and anywhere, and you are not as good as you. ”

"Lord, as soon as your poem comes out, no one in the world knows you. It's just that it wouldn't be good to hang such poems in the Wanlixiang Restaurant where dignitaries and nobles go in and out. Chen Gong also felt that this poem was good, but he was happy and afraid that Bai Yang would offend the family, so he reminded Bai Yang and hoped that he would consider it carefully.

However, Bai Yang didn't have so many worries, thinking in his heart that people who are really talented and powerful would never be so superficial, because he felt that he was standing on the opposite side of them with a poem he made.

Moreover, Bai Yang also has his own pursuit in his heart, his own ethics and persistence in his heart, and he can't be afraid of distorting his ideals and beliefs for this and that.

"Don't be afraid, sooner or later, the opposing ones will be opposed, I don't believe it, in today's society, there are so many people in the Han Dynasty, there will be no like-minded people with Bai."

After Bai Yang finished speaking, he said to Chen Gong: "Gongtai, give Xiao Shiliang another ten taels of silver, and Wen He will hold the pen." ”

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring,"

"Ten thousand seeds are harvested in autumn."

"There is no idle land in the four seas,"

"The farmer is dying of hunger."

"Good poetry, good poetry. Dare to ask this son, do these two poems have names? ”

"Of course, it should be called Minnong 1st and 2nd!"

Bai Yang suddenly heard an ethereal and intellectual female voice coming, and replied casually. Suddenly I realized that there are no women here!

Slowly turning his head, he saw a plain-robed woman standing behind him and the others. Look at his age is eighteen or nine years old, his height is more than 1.65 meters, the belt around his waist is tight, and his beautiful figure is undoubtedly exposed, and there is a touch of sorrow between his eyebrows, which makes people feel pity. Behind him was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old maid, who looked like she was from a wealthy family.

Seeing that the other party didn't talk about Bai Yang, even rough men like Dian Wei were stupid.

Bai Yang Xindao: There are such beautiful and moving women in the world, one more point is too fat, and one point less is thin, it is not an exaggeration to call it perfect. Unconsciously blurted out: "There is no beauty in a thousand autumns, and it is a beautiful woman to the eye." The country and the city are shocked. ”

Hearing Bai Yang say such explicit words, the other party actually shyly 'hummed', and after stomping his foot, he looked at Bai Yang fiercely as if he was happy and angry, turned his head and ran out with his face hidden. provoked the maid who followed him to shout again and again: "Miss, Miss, slow down, wait for me, be careful of falling." ”

"Miss Cai, aren't you going to buy 'Chiba Yulu Soup' today?" Seeing that the other party ran away, Xiao Er was in a hurry, and hurriedly ran outside and shouted. It's just that the other party has already run away, so they may not have heard him at all.

"Xiao Er, let me ask you, who is that young lady just now?"

"You don't know this, that's the famous Confucian of our Han Dynasty, Cai Yan, the daughter of Cai Yong! Don't look at Miss Cai's age, but she is a famous talented woman, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and writing. However, what she is really good at seems to be in music, which I don't know much about. ”

Listening to Xiao Er's words, Bai Yang was both happy and a little incredible.

I was glad to see the legendary Cai Da Beauty, who was not only beautiful, but also rated as one of the four talented women in ancient times by later generations.

I feel that the incredible thing is that Cai Yan has grown so big, because according to the historical process, Cai Yan should not be so big! In Bai Yang's heart, it would be good for Cai Yan to be twelve or thirteen years old during this period.

Suddenly, Bai Yang thought of something in his mind, and asked nervously, "Little Er, has Miss Cai ever been out of the cabinet?" ”。

"I haven't heard of that, but I've heard that there are a lot of people who come to propose marriage."

Hearing Xiao Er's answer, Bai Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Thinking about what happened to Cai Yan, Bai Yang sighed.