"Young man, when you knocked on the door just now, you said that you were my son-in-law, what do you mean by that?" The Iron Doorman asked.

"Don't hide it from my husband, I'm here to ask you for words, in my opinion, words are your daughter, so I say this......"

"Asking for words?" Wu Zhi's statement made Tie Fei Daoist stunned again. Sure enough, this guy does have some ways to explain "son-in-law"?!

"Yes, I have already befriended my husband before, I am in the northwest corner of Tianwangtang on the edge of the Qinghe River, preparing to open a noodle restaurant, which will open tomorrow, and I want to ask my husband to help write a shop ......"

"You kid has a kind!" The man blew his beard and glared: "However, I don't know how to write any shop signs, and the shop signs have to find someone who can embroider to make ......."

"Don't worry, sir. I've already thought about it, so why don't you write me a couplet in the form of a pair, and I'll go back and stick it at the door, and use it as a store sign for the time being. ”

"That's fine! I can promise you! However, we have to say well in advance, ten cents per word! As long as you have cash, you are not allowed to pay on credit! ”

"Ten cents for a word?"

"Yes, what you said, my word is my daughter, since you want to invite my 'daughter' to come to the door, I don't want your daughter to be kind, the price of ten wen can only be regarded as appetizers, right?" In the secular world outside of poetry and books, the iron door Taoist will not be polite at all.

Li Zhong listened to the Tie Fei Taoist open his mouth ten words and one word, and immediately couldn't sit still, after all, there are so many gentlemen who can write and write well, how can there be a price for words in the general market market, usually a pair is cheap, but three or five words, and the more than ten or so dollars can be done, but no one wants to spend more money just for those words......

On calligraphy, Su Huang Mi Cai and other people's genuine works are naturally valuable, but there are so many copyers, folk multi-talented people, such as the holy hand scholar Xiao Rang, is a good copying hand, previously relied on this barely to make a living, and later encountered Song Jiang in difficulty, in Xunyang upstairs inscribed an anti-poem to save the life of the emergency, Wu Yong in order to save Song Jiang then remembered him Xiao Rang, so he asked Dai Zong to pay 50 silver to earn him up the mountain, this is a good seat, live a good life of eating wine and meat, weighing gold and silver......

Before that, it was hidden in the mountains. Later, even if he went to Liangshan, it almost didn't come in handy.

This iron door Taoist is the same reason, although the old gentleman's handwriting is good, is also a good hand of copying, but after all, it does not become his own style, and he relies on the family to have more fields, and his character is perverse and does not interact with people, so there is less speculation and praise, naturally it is not known to everyone, and calligraphy can not get a good price.

Li Zhong hurriedly and secretly glanced at Wu, wanting to hint that he would settle an account, think about it, the government's relief is only a few dollars a day......

Ten cents a word is equivalent to eating a day's relief......

Worth!

If you go to any writing stall and find someone, the effect is first-class.

"My husband is really upright, no problem. That's it! Then please prepare paper and ink for your old man! Although Li Zhong thinks that it can't be drawn, Wu Zhi doesn't think so - ten yuan is a word, it is expensive to say that it is expensive, and it is not expensive to say that it is not expensive, it depends on what you think.

After two days, Wu Zhi found that the purchasing power and monetary value of people in the Song Dynasty were roughly the same as those of modern times, so it is not a big problem to roughly regard ten yuan as modern ten yuan.

"So, Brother Wu, what do you want to write?" The Tiemen Daoist took a pen and paper, sharpened the ink, and asked Wu Zhidao.

"Then write ......"

Wu Zhi only had 61 yuan left in his pocket, and he could only write six words at most, and after thinking about it, what words should he write, he was hesitating, and suddenly remembered a sentence that Jin Lian said when he teased himself, so he slapped his thigh and wrote it like this!

"Are you sure it's those five words?"

"Yes, just those five words!"

"What does that mean?"

"Please come to the scene tomorrow and taste the craftsmanship below, and you will know by then!"

"Then I'll write it!"

"Please, sir!"

So in accordance with Wu Zhi's requirements, the Tie Fei Dao people waved a big pen, and wrote five big characters on the red paper like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, and after the ink dried, Wu Zhi took fifty Wen and paid the word money, and repeatedly invited the Tie Fei Daoist to come to the Tianwang Hall the next day, and the Tie Fei Daoist nodded and agreed.

The two said goodbye to the Iron Gate Daoist and returned to the Tianwang Hall.

On the way, Wu Zhi said to Li Zhong: "Just now at the railway house, what do you want to do when you squeeze your eyebrows at me three times and twice?" ”

Li Zhong touched his head and smiled: "When you knocked on the door before, I only said that this iron door man was strange and difficult to provoke, and I was afraid that you would offend him, so he sent us to the official in anger...... Later, if you want to ask him to write, I want to remind you that the streets are full of gentlemen, calligraphy and painting stalls and ghostwriting stalls are all over the ground, and you can't see the difference, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get through the market, don't spend this unjust money...... Hehe, you are obsessed and don't listen, but I know you, eighty percent of them have seen their little girl who is like a flower, so he is in a hurry to make up for other people's cold farts x shares ......"

"I'll make up your sister's cold fart x shares! Li Zhong, you old fritter! Wu Zhi laughed and scolded him.

"What old fritters?"

"It's 'frying'!"

"Nonsense! I'm honest, my father said, people are like their names, his old man named me Zhong, that is, he wants me to be loyal, have you seen me hurt others? ”

"That's just as well."

"But your name, a straight word, what does it mean?"

"Hey, Li Zhong, you're still ridiculing my name! If you don't know what it means, then think back to the scene when I was talking to the railroad man about the poem just now, and the answer is in there! ”

"Did you mention your name just now?"

"Didn't you? I'd love to ask, weren't you there just now? ”

The two of them returned to the Heavenly King Hall.

The noodles had already woken up, it was about to fall into the night, and everyone was already hungry, Wu Zhi hurriedly asked Sister-in-law Gu to go to the house to burn the big stove, boil a pot of boiling water, and at the same time start to slip the noodles himself.

Jin Lian saw that Wu Zhi's hands and elbows were being held by sleeves, and hurriedly walked over, rolled up the two sleeves for Wu Zhi and said, "Stupid, isn't this much more convenient?" ”

"Thank you, lady. I was saying that I was going to roll up my sleeves, but I didn't expect you to come over and help, isn't this called having a good heart? ”

"It's not serious." Jin Lian smiled and said.

Why did you say that Jin Lian's attitude suddenly changed, it turned out that Jin Lian stayed at home during the day and didn't find the deed of selling x and immediately regretted it, I knew that it was better to go out shopping with them, and I wouldn't be locked in the house, and I would be bored to death......

But she also figured it out, since the deed of selling x was not at home, it must have been hidden by Wu Zhi, so when grinding noodles, she found a reason for Wu Zhi to take off his coat, at that time, it was not good to search in front of several people and hung it on the branch of the sycamore tree, but later in the name of the store recruitment, Wu Zhi and Li Zhong went out of the Tianwang Hall, Gu sister-in-law concentrated on boiling soup and beef slices, and didn't pay attention to her, so she took the hanger and returned to the room, searched for a while, but found that The deed of selling x is not in this coat......