Chapter 22: Fishing for a Great White Shark......

I couldn't help but wink at it, and sure enough, the tail wagged more diligently, if it wasn't for the old man dragging it, maybe he would have run up to show goodwill, and sure enough, it was a very loving and harmonious dog.

But when I heard the words of the bodyguard, my little heart couldn't help but jump, your sister, could it be that this old guy is a prince? Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, this son originally wanted to come to this black shop to fish, but he really didn't want to, and caught a shark.

"Don't mess around with the moon." The old guy looked speechless, pulled down the chain, signaled the harmony dog to be steady and dignified, and then showed me a mouthful of bright teeth that could be used for toothpaste advertising, and smiled without yin or yang. "Oh, could it be that the old man has lost his eyes? Hehe...... Dare to ask for your name. ”

The name of this harmonious dog is very imposing, unfortunately, this dog is too much, the personality is completely opposite to the name, and the strong contrast makes me almost pull the corners of my mouth to the root of my ears.

"Don't dare to be, lest you have the eldest grandson of the surname." replied with a serious expression, and his thoughts were rapidly transferred, what should I do? Or how to use this old shark to promote the folding fan in my hand for my son, of course, by the way, it is also good to promote my son's talent and calligraphy.

"Oh? This surname is quite rare, why does the old man feel a little familiar? The old man stroked his long snow-white beard, wrinkled his face, and muttered slightly confused. Then it turned its attention back to me. "If this eldest grandson really has such a pen/one/book/reading/novel ybdu talent, can he ...... on the spot?"

"It's not difficult, it's just that the juniors haven't finished their business yet." I smiled and shook my head, my eyes falling on the shopkeeper's face.

"Serious business, I don't know what it is, say it, the old man may be able to help you do it." The old guy is very bullish. And the shopkeeper was also clever, and immediately told me the intention of my visit.

After listening, the old man groaned, glanced at me, looked at the shopkeeper again, and then said in a slow and deep voice: "Such a good sentence, such a calligraphy, if it is accompanied by a painter's work, it is really a stain on this thing, if the eldest grandson can trust the old man." Can you give this fan to the old man, the painter invited by the old man must be the best in my Dasui. How is it? ”

"This ......" made me hesitate, although the old guy doesn't look like a liar, but the question is who will write his profession clearly on his face. Just like the one or two who sold insurance in later generations were honest and sincere, and their mouths were full of fanciful words, and when the matter was done, when you had something, your face was like a metamorphosis King Kong, and I even suspected that insurance practitioners had a book "On the Self-cultivation of Actors".

"The eldest grandson doesn't have to worry, this shop can be used as a middleman as a guarantee." The old man smiled and raised his finger to point at the shopkeeper.

"Me?" The shopkeeper couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he couldn't imagine that he would be surrounded by the fun next to him. And just before he could speak, one of the bodyguards standing next to the old guy pulled him aside and whispered in his ear, and then gave him a look from his waist and didn't know what to do.

The shopkeeper's eyes almost fell to the floor, but after a while he came to his senses, and the look at the old fellow became even more different, or rather full of awe. Even the tone of his voice was extremely docile: "This son, don't worry, since this old gentleman wants the store as a guarantor, the little one can be the master." ”

I nodded, then turned my gaze to the unidentified, but certainly bullish, old fellow, smiled at him, and respectfully handed the folding fan in my hand. "In this case, the younger generation will be respectful and obedient, but after five days, the younger generation will visit a friend."

"Don't worry, the old man will do what he says, and in five days, you can come here to pick it up. However......" After the old guy handed over the chain of the dog in his hand to the guards beside him, he took the folding fan and looked at it with great interest for a long time, and then shifted his attention to this son. "For the sake of you being so happy, the old man will give you another chance, is the poem on this fan written by yourself? If not, tell the old man now, and the old man will not care about you, if not......"

"Although the younger generation has just recovered from a serious illness and is weak and weak, he can still write a few words with a pen. If the poem is not the title of the younger generation, this fan should be returned to the old man, and the son of this son will smack his mouth a hundred times. "Your sister, I'm angry, what's the matter, even if it's the prince, I look down on the elites who have crossed us, it's really too undersmoking, well, I can't smoke you, but I want to disgust you.

Hearing what I said, the old guy couldn't help but be stunned, grinned, and said after a while: "Hehe, since you have such confidence, okay, if it is really as you said, the old man will promise you another thing, as long as it is really what you wrote, the old man, I am willing to pay a thousand dollars to buy this fan, how about it?" ”

Old treacherous and slippery, do you think that your daughter can buy this son's folding fan? Uh, daughter...... Holy! A thousand taels of gold? Even if the ancients liked to call money a gold, it would be at least a thousand, wouldn't my son's plan to make a fortune have a good start in the blink of an eye? No, my son wants to do a long-term business, but not just for a little money, he will give up my career and future.

Buying bones with a thousand dollars has fulfilled the reputation of this old guy of yours, and what did this son get? Not...... It seems that these ancients are not easy to deal with.

He took a deep breath, pinched his palm, and silently recited the mantra of a righteous man and a gentleman, and finally regarded money as a mundane thing, and regarded his own character as an infinitely lofty benchmark. "Thank you, old man, for your kindness. However, this fan is a gift that the younger generation is going to give to a friend, and the younger generation cannot agree to it. ”

The old guy's face couldn't help but flash a hint of disappointment, but he did a good job of covering it up, replaced by a faint smile, and a full of appreciation: "Hehe...... I really can't imagine that you can be unwavering in your ambition for heavy profits, this kind of young man is really rare, this alone shows that your achievements will be extraordinary in the future. Someone came, and he didn't serve the eldest grandson with pen and ink. ”

took a deep breath, slowly walked to the desk not far away, and quietly glanced left and right, so much, now the store has been crowded in dozens of spectators, but the aura of this old guy around him is really strong, and the posture of several Zhongnanhai bodyguards under his hand is also amazing, so those people are far away, but they are all talking to each other, and the center of the discussion is the eldest grandson of this son, Wuji is also, of course, now they only know that I am surnamed Changsun, I believe that in the near future, the entire Luoyang City, The entire Great Sui Dynasty, the whole world, and the entire galaxy will have the name of this son.

Well, after self-hypnosis, I picked up the pen and glanced at the old man, who stared straight at the brush I was holding in my hand, as if he wanted to see how I could write such beautiful calligraphy.

In that case, this son will let you know what it means to be a genius. I took a deep breath, raised my wrist and erected the pen, but it took a dozen breaths of effort, and the pen was swept away.

A perfect Yonglan poem is presented on this superb Xuanzhou paper on the desk, well, after writing, I stopped writing and called it a day, and I appreciated it, I am very satisfied, you know, Yan Da in addition to the regular script ox fork, his line of books is also the same bull fork, and even known as the second line of books in the world. The first is, of course, the book saint Wang Xizhi.

After writing, he dropped the pen, and after bowing slightly to the stunned old guy, Ben Gongzi walked away, uh, and had to drag Li Yuanfang, who was still there stupidly, before everyone came to their senses, Ben Gongzi had already walked away.