At the end of the year, Kong Yimao asked prostitutes.

He said, "Two hundred silver." ”

Ask: "How?" ”

He said: "Recklessly." ”

Yi Mao was happy, and said: "Good prostitute! For the train ticket of our city, Xie Yin 500, online shopping, Xie Yin 300, but? ”

The prostitute was angry, and the poem said: "Make the shaft for my ticket, and give the month, but also." ”