"Old man, you are stealing things, breaking the law!" Gu Yuanxi saw that it was an old man, so he had to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Breaking the law? I'm an official - what if I rob you! And it's just a plate of meat. The old man narrowed his eyes and replied disapprerovingly.

"it!" Gu Yuanxi was stunned and speechless, Nima, this old thing is too crazy. None of the public servants of the 21st century dared to be so mad. Although this bandit logic is also a fact, it is really an official, and Gu Yuanxi can't help him. The problem is that they just rob other people's things openly and don't cover them up. There is no need to be so straightforward to say these words that can't be revealed.

Gu Yuanxi Khan, this old man is too individual. This is no longer the level of "my dad is Li Gang", this is clearly at the level of Li Gang and his grandfather.

Gu Yuanxi smiled helplessly: "Old man, you are disrespectful to the old man." This is contrary to the Tang Dynasty's integrity, friendship, and people-oriented harmony. ”

"Am I disrespectful to the old?" The old man wiped the oil from his mouth and laughed: "You don't know how to respect the old and love the young, what if I don't respect the old?" ”

Nima, robbed me of my things in broad daylight and is still so eloquent. "This man is so thick-skinned." Gu Yuanxi cursed in his heart. Damn it, if there are so many old people in this society who are old and disrespectful, how can they build a harmonious atmosphere of harmony?

"That's it, if the old man likes it, I'll ask someone to pack this roast mutton and bring it to your house next time." He thought for a moment, and then showed a hint of scorn: "Old man, you just said that you are an official, I don't know if you can leave your official position, name and residential address, I will also ask someone to send it to your mansion another day for you to taste." ”

"Leave your official name and residential address?" The old man smiled dumbly and said, "I'm afraid I'm not thinking about how to send the mutton to my house." You obviously want to leave my information, so go to Jing Zhaoyin and report to the official to arrest me. ”

Gu Yuanxi was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a rare blush: "This old man is too thief, my thoughts were actually seen through by him at a glance." ”

After Gu Yuanxi was told by the old man, he secretly sighed in his heart: "This old fritter is so treacherous and cunning, he must have done these flattery, corruption and corruption in the officialdom at ordinary times. ”

He sighed, "Hey! It seems that it is really necessary to thoroughly implement the important thinking of the three represents, adhere to the four principles of respect, and promote the six aspects of social fairness and justice.

The old man saw that he was thinking about something with a gloomy face, and couldn't help laughing: "Young man, I won't eat you for nothing. Well, I'll help you write the sub-letters, even if it's to pay for the meal. ”

"You're not the emperor, it's useful to write a sub-word." Gu Yuanxi replied to him angrily, and muttered in a low voice: "Want to write a few ghost talismans to repay the cumin mutton that Lao Tzu worked so hard to make?" Think beautifully! ”

The old man smiled disapprerovingly, walked to his position, picked up the pen and paper from the baggage, spread the paper roll on the table, and called Gu Yuanxi and said, "Young man, what words do you want to write, you say, I'll write-"

No way! Gu Yuanxi was surprised and said: "This old man, are you engaged in sketching, how can you come out for a meal and bring these cumbersome things." ”

The old man didn't seem to understand, but just shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Gu Yuanxi thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "In this way, you can help me write a few advertising slogans." ”

"What is an advertising slogan?" The old man looked puzzled.

"Advertising slogan refers to a kind of propaganda language that introduces goods, culture, entertainment and other services to the public through various communication media and posters. To put it simply, it is to spread the word. After Gu Yuanxi said for a long time, he was stunned and said: "What am I telling you to do here, you don't understand what I said, you just write according to me." ”

"You just write, 'Gu's Xianglou cumin mutton, the best roast mutton, the world's first roast mutton.'" Gu Yuanxi commanded the old man with a big grin, and after a pause, he added: "There is also 'exclusive mutton, ancestral secret recipe, eat healthy.'" New tastes, new tastes. Write it down. ”

The old man choked at the words. Nima is so shameless. Isn't it just a dish, blowing like it is unique to heaven on earth? "This man is shameless." This is the old man's evaluation of Gu Yuanxi.

The old man put pen to paper and ink, and said no more. He was extremely serious when he wrote, and his face was full of devotion, and he swayed with enthusiasm, and in less than a moment he stopped writing and finished writing.

"Alright." The old man put down the brush and smiled proudly: "How, can you repay your roast mutton money?" ”

Gu Yuanxi glanced at the scroll, and suddenly had a black line on his face. He said depressedly: "Old man, is this ghost painting also called calligraphy?" The three-year-olds on the street write better than you, and this bird character is comparable to the messy drawings in the gym. ”

He patted the old man on the shoulder, gently swallowed the saliva in his throat, and said helplessly: "Seeing that you are so old, I won't ask you to pay back." Then I'll give you some yellow paper, and you can write a charm on it, 'Be hasty as a law,' and I'll take them and stick them in front of the door to ward off evil spirits." So you've always written, haven't you? ”

The old man was leisurely drinking a sip of tea after writing, but his heart tightened when he heard the words, and a sip of tea was already squirting out casually. He coughed violently several times, his face flushed.

"Old man, I didn't mean to hurt your heart, it's just that you ghost drawing, I really can't do it! Forget it, you can go, the cumin mutton will be treated as a treat. When I see people in the future, I will tell them how delicious the roast mutton here is in our Shixianglou, which can be regarded as helping us to advertise. Gu Yuanxi thought that the old man's self-esteem had been wounded, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt, and hurriedly comforted.

The old man was shocked, ashamed and angry, and he couldn't help but say sharply: "What kind of ghost draw talisman, you can give me a good look again!" ”

Gu Yuanxi looked at the scroll for a while, but still couldn't see anything. He said helplessly: "Old man, you don't have to be sad, people like you like to be vassal, I know, but not everyone can become Wang Xizhi and Wang Xianzhi." Just go back and practice for a few more decades. However, he said in his heart: "People in their seventies are still written like this, they have half a foot in the coffin, and it seems that they are hopeless in this life." ”

When the old man heard this, he laughed loudly and said: "This grass started in Zhang Zhi of the Han Dynasty, and the two kings carried it forward. Wang Xizhi's father and son are good at calligraphy, and they are also very accomplished in cursive. It's just that if you talk about this wild grass alone, the first person in this world is none other than me. ”

"Zhang Dian?" Gu Yuanxi was embarrassed, and nodded in his heart: "You are not only upside-down, but also very crazy, so crazy that my third brother Gu is willing to bow down." He didn't refute it at the moment, just laughed a few times.

The old man seemed to know Gu Yuanxi's thoughts, and he didn't break it at the moment. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "When the world is crazy, the only one who can compare with me is the little monk Huaisu." It's just that this wild grass is actually said to be a ghost drawing. Where the hell did you come from, young man? It seems that Si Swen is like a reader, and he has no appreciation of calligraphy at all. ”

"Waisu?" Gu Yuanxi felt that this name was a little familiar.

"Nowadays, as long as people in the world get my pieces of paper, they regard them as treasures, hereditary treasures. It's just you, an eyeless young man, who has abandoned you. The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

"That's fine." The old man laughed at himself: "After a while, when you come back to your senses, you will understand whether the old man's words are worth the money for your meal of roast mutton!" ”

He packed up his baggage, slowly walked out of the Shixiang Building, and laughed loudly: "Your roast mutton is unique, and it is indeed a rare delicacy." It may really be the only one in Datang. The old man will leave first, and next time I will bring my friends to eat with you. Haha, you're telling me how this pair is written. ”

"What a weirdo." Gu Yuanxi could only shake his head and smile bitterly when he heard this. Then I took a closer look at the words. He took a closer look, and only felt that this cursive script galloped left and right, ever-changing, like a golden snake dancing wildly, and like a tiger standing on a dragon plate, showing a trend of thousands of miles, extremely strange changes. He couldn't help but be taken aback.

After he finished reading it, he found a few small words at the end of the payment, and he was completely discolored.

There are a few small words written at the sign-off: "From the five products, Jin Wu Changshi Wu County Zhang Xu inscription." ”