Chapter 12: Goodbye to the Book of God
Putting on airs!
This is Liu Yuanshan's first impression of Wang Xiucai. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Thanks to the propaganda effect of film and television in modern society, he inevitably has a misunderstanding in his heart, thinking that those talents in the feudal era are either very sour or particularly incompetent, but in fact this is not the case.
The so-called book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house, in ancient society, the status of readers is still very high. Wang Xiucai in front of him is only twenty years old this year, but he has already won Xiucai, not to mention ten miles and eight townships, even in the entire county, he is one of the best people.
Wang Xiucai is actually a gentle and humble gentleman.
Seeing Liu Yuanshan looking at himself in a daze, Wang Xiucai approached and said, "Didn't you say you were going to sell this beehive just now?" Sell me both! ”
"Huh?" said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, he was really lucky, Liu Yuanshan was thinking about how much the two beehives were selling for, and when Wang Xiu would not blackmail himself with a big bully, the two little friends over there had already disarmed and surrendered.
"No, no, Wang Xiucai, if you want it, take it, we don't want money!" Ergua waved his hand and said.
"Yes, we don't want money!" Maodou looked at Wang Xiucai and expressed his willingness to give it away for nothing.
Liu Yuanshan began to have a pain, and secretly said that this show is so powerful, and even his two younger brothers have been subdued, but this is my first fund in the other world, I still have to make a fortune with this, and when I accumulate enough silver taels to seek immortals and learn the Tao, how can I give it to you for free?
"No merit is not rewarded!" Wang Xiucai smiled, put the small bag behind him on the grass pile next, then took out a piece of sheepskin-like thing from it and spread it on the ground, sat down regardless of the image, turned over the beehive, picked up two relatively large ones and said, "I want two, how much?" ”
"No, no, we really don't want money!" Edamame was a little embarrassed.
"As I said, if you don't want money, I don't want this hive!" Although Wang Xiucai's family is not rich, but somewhat thin, and since he won Xiucai, his relatives have come to contribute, but he does not worry about eating and drinking, he has read sage books since he was a child, and he has learned the etiquette of a gentleman, so he will naturally not fool a few children.
"This?" Edamame and Ergua both couldn't help but look at Liu Yuanshan.
"San Lang, you can make a price!" Wang Xiucai also realized that he was the leader of the three, so he discussed with him.
Liu Yuanshan looked at the beehive and shook his head, and said, "I don't know the price, Wang Xiucai, you can do it yourself." "That's agreeing to sell.
Wang Xiucai smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of honeycomb, and said: "My teacher fell his leg some time ago, I just bought two to visit his old man, I see that your beehive can almost produce a jar of honey, so I will give you the price of two jars of honey, what do you think?" ”
Ergua and edamame gasped.
The three of them worked hard for a month to help Second Uncle Mao work for ten yuan, and now the two hives can sell forty yuan at once, how can they not be surprised.
"That, ahem!" Edamame brained melon seeds, and said in a blink of an eye: "Master Wang, you bought all four!" He felt that if Wang Xiu could buy all four beehives, wouldn't they make more money?
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiucai shook his head and said, "Don't call me master, and besides, I only need two, and you can keep the rest to eat." As he spoke, he groped into his bag, apparently taking out money. In his impression, with the sky-high price of forty Wen, the three little children should have nothing to say.
Moreover, he is a fair trade, and no one can say one, two, or three when he buys honey at a price of forty yuan.
Of course, he is not a luxury person, although he has a lot of land, he will not pay an extra forty yuan to buy the remaining two beehives for his pleasure and satisfy his appetite.
Facing the forty yuan handed over by Wang Xiucai, Liu Yuanshan did not take it immediately, but said with a slight smile: "We won't eat the remaining two, I heard that this fresh beehive has medicinal value, I plan to send these two to the crude medicine shop in the town to sell, I will definitely be able to exchange for a lot of money!" ”
"Forehead ......" Wang Xiucai was suddenly speechless, and the outstretched hand was also slightly stunned.
Yes, although Wang Xiucai is young, in addition to reading through poetry and books, he usually reads miscellaneous things, and he also has a little dabbling in medicine.
Once this thing is classified as a medicinal material, the price cannot be the same.
Wang Xiucai glanced at Liu Yuanshan with complicated eyes, then withdrew his hand and said, "Yes, the honeycomb is flat and sweet, it is a rare tonic, but I forgot." ”
After a pause, he said again: "In this way, each of you will be counted as a hundred wen, a total of two hundred, what do you think?" After Wang Xiucai finished speaking, his eyes fell on Liu Yuanshan again.
"Deal!" Liu Yuanshan smiled indifferently, and suddenly had another opinion on this Wang Xiucai's character.
The worship in the eyes of Ergua and Edamame next to him almost turned into a flood and submerged Liu Yuanshan.
"But I didn't bring so much money when I went out, I'll take the things first, and when you come to my house when you come back, I'll give you 200 Wen!" When Wang Xiucai said this, he felt inappropriate again, and said, "Forget it, I'll write you an IOU." ”
Liu Yuanshan couldn't help but go, and said, "We believe in you, you don't have to write an IOU." ”
"A gentleman does not deceive the dark room!" Wang Xiucai took out the pen and ink from his backpack by himself, and then asked Edamame to help unfold a yellowish piece of paper and write an IOU on it.
Of course, the fonts are all traditional characters, which are difficult for Liu Yuanshan, who is used to using simplified characters, and most of them are not recognized, so he also lost interest in looking down.
It was a few drawings that Edamame had inadvertently turned over that caught his attention.
It was a few simple landscape paintings, although they had not yet been colored, but the distant mountains and near the water, the dense forest mist jumped on the paper, and there was a landscape style of its own, seeing Liu Yuanshan couldn't help but nod and praised: "This painting is really beautiful!" ”
"Huh!" Wang Xiucai smiled proudly, handed the written IOU to Liu Yuanshan, and said, "When you go to my house, bring this, and I will honor it for you!" Then he asked, "Do you know how to write?" ”
Ergua shook his head, and Edamame said, "I can write names." Liu Yuanshan also said: "I will also write my name!" ”
"Write it out and I'll see it!" Wang Xiucai was purely entertaining, and immediately took out a piece of white paper and spread it on the ground, and handed the pen to Edamame.
Edamame was more strenuous to pick up the pen than to hold a ten-kilogram iron rod, but finally wrote two big crooked handwriting on the white paper, Liu Yuanshan looked at it for a long time and saw that it was the word "Mao Du", and said secretly: It turns out that this guy's real name is Mao Du, no wonder everyone calls him Edamame.
"I'm coming!" Liu Yuanshan took the pen, not holding it with his hand like the ancients, but habitually using the modern posture of pinching the pen, and was about to write on the paper, but he heard Edamame laugh and said: "You took it wrong, the pen is not held like this." ”
Wang Xiucai smiled and said, "It's okay, Mr. Song Shi Dongpo holds the pen, probably in this posture." ”
Liu Yuanshan didn't care, and wrote the simplified "Liu Yuanshan" three words on the white paper, although the writing is not very good-looking, but the font shape is roughly not bad, and the structure of the frame is reasonable.
"Boom!" Just when he was lamenting the ugliness of his writing, suddenly, an accident happened.
Liu Yuanshan only felt that his eyes were full of golden light, and then a thick golden divine book appeared in front of his eyes, as if someone had turned it with a giant hand, and the first page was easily opened.