"Cake? Brother, let's find a few more friends and taste this cake together. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "After the genius finished speaking, he went to the crowd and pulled a few talents, including that juniper easy."

After a rough introduction, those talented people took out the cake and tasted it.

"This cake does have a unique taste, and it seems that this cake tastes different from one type to another." Juniper is easy to taste and make a review.

"Indeed, I thought that this cake was better than the Shen family's jade flower cake, it was really wonderful!" Another genius spoke out of appreciation.

"I like this creamy ...... under it"

The situation here is obviously starting to notice, and a few talented people are surrounding it.

Meng Qingran also noticed the strangeness here, and with a slight groan, he walked over, and the food was enough for him to do this.

"Taifu ......"

"Taifu ......"

When the talented people here saw Meng Qingran coming, they all immediately became upright. Meng Qingran waved his hand, took out a piece of cake and tasted it.

After a while, Meng Qingran said: "Who made this pastry?" What kind of pastry is it? ”

Seeing this, Shen An hugged Meng Qingran: "I've seen Mrs. Meng, this pastry is called cake, it was developed by Xiaosheng himself, and Da Jiang Chao is the only one."

Shen An deliberately said that there was only one family in the Great Jiang Dynasty, one was to advertise himself, and the other was to increase a little bluffing, even if piracy was rampant in the future, others knew that this cake was the first one you made, and they more or less preferred the genuine version in their hearts.

"Soft and edible, with a unique taste but a lot of variety, this cake can also be regarded as a first-class delicacy." Meng Qingran commented.

"Dare to ask Taifu, Taifu thinks that this cake is stronger or weaker than the Shen family's Yuhua pastry?" A talented man who spoke out before asked respectfully, at this time, it was also an opportunity to shorten the distance with Taifu.

Meng Qingran pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "The Shen family's jade cake is famous in Lin'an, and it is also very famous in the entire Jiangnan area, and the old man has also eaten it, compared to this cake, huh...... It's hard to say, each has its own merits. ”

"But the old man can be sure that this cake doesn't have to be as bad as the jade flower cake."

With this sentence, Shen An was relieved, he just wanted to do a little business and support his family, but he didn't want to make a lot of money. Money? Did he see less money in his previous life?

However, when these words fell into the ears of others, it was simply shocking, comparable to the Shen family's jade flower cake, this kind of evaluation is very high.

The news here is estimated to spread tomorrow, and the cake will be known to the world, and some people even think that as long as Shen An wants to become bigger, he can compete with businessmen like the Shen family. Of course, Shen An doesn't think so, the Shen family can make the business bigger, naturally not only relying on a osmanthus cake, but also the complexity, connections, resources, etc., are too involved, but he originally just wanted to open a shop, drink tea every day, and take a walk to get money...... Well, when the time comes, find two more to fight, so that Li Mingzhu and the others can free up their hands to enjoy life.

Shen An was planning silently, but at this time, Jiang Yingjie also came over, tasted a piece of cake, and then looked at Shen An, and couldn't help but show a stunned look: "Hey, it's you."

Seeing this, Shen An looked around: "Uh, this brother is talking to me?"

"Well, exactly." Jiang Yingjie's face was cold.

Shen An didn't know why, why did he suddenly change his face, but this person seemed to be a little familiar: "Have you seen Brother Tai in Xia?"

"On the edge of the West Lake, I have seen you twice." Jiang Yingjie replied.

"This ...... Brother Tai has a really good memory, and I seem to have a little impression of Brother Tai. ”

"The last time I met you, I remember you wrote a poem." Jiang Yingjie is not very talented, or rather, he is not a person who likes to write poetry all day long, his ability is in other aspects. But he felt that Shen An's poem about Jiangnan was quite meaningful after reading it, since today is a poetry meeting, and Meng Qingran is also there, it is good to take out that poem for Meng Qingran to appreciate.

Some of the geniuses around him obviously didn't believe that Shen An, a cake seller, could write poetry, although he seemed to be dressed like a scholar.

"Uh, that'...... I saw it in a book. Shen An immediately knew what was going on, but that poem was indeed what he saw in a book, a high school textbook......

Jiang Yingjie ignored Shen An and slowly read out Yi Jiangnan.

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue.

Can you not remember Jiangnan?

After reading this poem about Jiangnan, the crowd became silent, and many talented people were savoring it, Meng Qingran touched his beard, nodded, and gradually laughed: "I didn't expect this little brother to compose poems, this one is really good."

Meng Qingran actually called Shen An a little brother! The shock formed in the hearts of many talented people is simply huge, how many people want to be recognized by Meng Qingran.

Shen An was also slightly stunned, he knew that Meng Qingran was open to the concept, of course, compared to now, on an occasion like the Poetry Club, he regarded Shen An as a peer at this time, and obviously agreed with Shen An.

It's just that he really believes that this poem was written by Shen An?

"Today's poetry meeting, the little brother's cake is overwhelming many delicacies, and the poetry is brilliant, the old man just took the border war as a wide range of poetry, and many of the talents present have made a lot of good poems. Why don't you make another song for the little brother to help the fun? Meng Qingran put down his figure, a scholar who sold cakes, which really made him curious. If you are really talented, you will write a poem at this time, and if you are not really talented, then it means that the poem may really be seen from somewhere else.

"Again...... Write a song? Shen An blinked, I'm just here to sell cakes......

It seems like an opportunity to add visibility to the cake, hehe.

"Yes, yes, one more song."

"Let me wait and see...... Cake Cai! ”

Many talented people were obviously unconvinced, and shouted loudly but very gently.

Jiang Yingjie also looked at Shen An curiously: "Isn't that poem really copied by you?" “

Shen An touched his head and thought of a poem: "Okay, copy another poem for everyone to see."

After speaking, he walked to a place where there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and poetry clubs, these things are naturally indispensable.

Lifting the pen and moving the words, he also practiced calligraphy in his previous life, and he was self-contained.

Meng Qingran and many talented people gathered around Shen An, Shen An rolled up his sleeves and put down his pen, and wrote three words in a wild calligraphy.

Break the show!

Xiaohe poked her head out of the crowd and looked at her aunt excitedly.

Shen An did not stop writing, and continued to write like a stream.

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp.

Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound.

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

After the upper part of the word was written, Shen An clicked on the ink. However, the people around were very quiet at this time, holding their breath one by one, after the last film was written, the momentum of Jin Ge Iron Horse made these talented people deeply shocked and shocked, so that they did not dare to pant loudly, Meng Qingran was frowning, and his eyes showed a strange look.

After finishing the ink, Shen An continued to write in the next film.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt.

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death.

Poor white happens!

Finally, Shen Anxing wrote Shen An's signature on the end.

In one go, Shen An stood up, and the paper on which the poem was written was picked up by Meng Qingran and read the whole poem rhythmically again, after all, this Meng Qingran is also a great poet, and as soon as he read the poem, the artistic conception emerged.

Jiang Yingjie looked excited, and this song seemed to be ...... Let him be full of fighting spirit. Not to mention him, but many talented people present thought of the northern Tatars at this time, and there was also a kind of pride in throwing a pen from Rong.

"Shen An, Shen Zhongping!" Meng Qingran finished reading in a deep voice and slowly looked at Shen An.

"Good poetry!" After a while, he said this solemnly.

The result was somewhat unexpected, Shen An originally wanted to hype himself up with the help of poetry...... of the cake, but now, no one seems to care about his cake anymore. Really, there is no intention to plant flowers and flowers, and there is no intention to plant willows and willows.

Originally, in his idea, it was to write a poem, not so conspicuous at the poetry meeting, and let these talents know themselves. When the time comes, these talents will go out to spread it, and there is a cake seller who wrote a poem at the poetry meeting, the poem is average, but the key is that this cake is comparable to the Shen family's jade flower cake......