"A poem." Lin Xifeng did not raise his head, and continued to practice calligraphy stroke by stroke.

"What kind of poem? Can you tell the slave family about it? "Liu Lian'er has never been to school, so she can't understand what Lin Xifeng wrote at all.

Lin Xifeng stopped the brush in his hand, and suddenly raised his head, Liu Lian'er was suddenly a little flustered by his deep eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled lightly a few times, she was afraid that Lin Xifeng would scold her next, if this was the case, she would immediately run back to the bed to continue embroidering and never speak again.

It is a famous work of the Tang Dynasty poet Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang", the whole poem has a total of four sentences, "last year today in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face reflect red" means that the poet came here today last year, and saw the beautiful face of a young girl and the peach blossoms on the tree reflect each other, which is extraordinarily beautiful. "The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze" means that after a year, the poet came here again, but the beautiful woman did not know where she went, only the blooming peach blossoms still smiled at the spring breeze. Lin Xifeng lowered his head and continued to practice calligraphy, explaining in a non-fluctuating voice.

"Oh...... Is there really this woman in the poem? Seeing that Lin Xifeng answered her, Liu Lian'er was happy in her heart, and asked curiously.

It is said that this poem was written by Cui Hu after he failed in the examination in Chang'an, and he was in the southern suburbs of Chang'an. Met a woman, love at first sight, the next year when the woman came here again, but the woman had disappeared, Cui Hu was gloomy, so he wrote this poem, but the truth is not known to the world, maybe this story was later made up by others. ”

"The slave family hopes that this story is true, right, right...... He and the woman couldn't be together in the end, it's better to fake it, it's better......" Halfway through the words, Liu Lian'er quickly changed her words with a small mouth.

Although Lin Xifeng didn't look up, he could still imagine Liu Lian'er's cute appearance at this time, lowered his head and smiled lightly, and didn't respond to her.

The moon slowly floated up from the east, sprinkled with whiteness, wrapped in the peaceful Xihu County, as wide as a mother's embrace, Lin Xifeng slowly turned his gaze to the window, involuntarily stunned, the moonlight is one of the few modern things he is still familiar with after he came to the Great Song Dynasty, and from time to time there was a cough from the willow curtain, Lin Xifeng retracted his gaze and sighed softly: "Lang in Xihu County is not good at medicine, it seems that I have to find a time to take her to Hangzhou City to see Langzhong, if I can diagnose the condition, I will go back to modern medicine ......"

After more than an hour, Lin Xifeng finally put away the rice paper, and when he walked to the door of the side room and planned to go back to the room to sleep, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said; "The oil lamp in my room is dead."

When Liu Lian'er heard this, she hurriedly walked in front of Lin Xifeng, ran into Lin Xifeng's side room, took out the lamp oil from the wooden frame in the corner, and poured the lamp oil into the lamp in the moonlight.

After Liu Lian'er left, Lin Xifeng took out the jade talisman from the storage bag, just accumulated a day's energy, the color was still faint, put the jade talisman back in the storage bag, sat on the bed for a while, and then fell asleep.

Perhaps because Lin Xifeng had abandoned many distracting thoughts and decided to go down in this Great Song Dynasty with peace of mind, this night, he slept very soundly.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, Lin Xifeng woke up naturally, got up and changed into clean clothes and put them on, and then went out to brush her teeth and wash her face.

"You go and make noodles first, and I'll make cakes later, and I'll make more cakes, and I'll also make a lot of cakes and sell them in the market." Lin Xifeng walked to the door of the room, explained a few words inside, and then went out to wash.

"Yes, Xianggong." Liu Lian'er answered, and got busy according to Lin Xifeng's instructions.

After a while, Lin Xifeng finished washing up and walked into the room, bypassed the willow curtain, took off the spicy fresh and table salt from the cabinet and poured some into the face, he didn't think about how to explain these seasonings to her, so he simply didn't speak, and the willow curtain also consciously didn't ask anything, and quietly watched him busy.

This time there are more noodles than yesterday, about seventy or eighty cakes, the willow curtain burning the pot kiln obviously understands that the pancakes have higher requirements for the heat, and has been controlling the fire very well, neither big nor small.

Yesterday, the cough medicine given to Liu Lian'er seems to have a good effect, after all, she is taking Western medicine for the first time, there are no antibodies in her body, and the first time the effect of the medicine is also the best.

Despite this, her coughing sound still came occasionally, which made Lin Xifeng's brows stretch all the time, and Liu Lian'er thought that Lin Xifeng frowned because she was not burning well, and burned the fire more carefully.

After more than an hour, all the oil cakes were out of the pot, because of the help of Liu Lian'er to add a fire, so that Lin Xifeng had a little less heart, and the color of the cake was better than yesterday.

Lin Xifeng and Liu Lian'er ate two cakes and drank gruel, Lin Xifeng said: "I'll accompany you to the market later, you go to sell cakes first, I have something to deal with." ”

"Hmm." Liu Lian'er nodded, cleaned up the table a little, and took the bowl to the well to wash.

Lin Xifeng took out cough medicine from the storage bag, twisted it and threw it into a porcelain cup, poured some boiling water, and put it to his lips to gently blow away the heat.

When Liu Lian'er returned to the side room, she saw Lin Xifeng carefully blowing hot tea, and couldn't help standing at the door stunned for a moment, Lin Xifeng's movements also stagnated for a moment, and then put the tea on the table, pretending to be normal: "Drink the tea......

The market in the morning was the most lively, the hawkers were not stopping, Lin Xifeng and Liu Lian'er found a place where no one was around, and after settling her, they wanted to go out of the valley and walk towards the Fenghua Drunken Tavern.

"Xianggong, how much does an oil cake sell for?" Liu Lian'er shouted behind her.

Lin Xifeng stopped, then remembered that he hadn't told her the price yet, and turned around and said, "Six cents for one." ”

"But everyone else is a penny! Isn't it a bit expensive? ”

"It's okay, listen to me."

"Hmmm......"

……

When Lin Xifeng walked in, he saw Cheng Bocheng leaning his legs on the chair behind the counter, and Dong Pang was dialing the abacus on the side, as if he was settling accounts, although the daily revenue of the tavern could be calculated.

"Dong Fatty, have you thought about it? What price are you going to offer for this tavern? Lin Xifeng walked straight to the counter and ignored Cheng Bocheng.

Dong Pang stopped his fingers playing with the abacus, looked up at Lin Xifeng with a sad face, blamed him for disrupting his way of settling accounts, felt a little unhappy, put the abacus aside, and said angrily: "Cheng Gongzi also wants to buy this tavern, whichever of you has the highest price, I will sell it to whomever you want." ”

Lin Xifeng glanced at Cheng Bocheng in surprise, thinking that he was just here to talk nonsense with Dong Pang, and never thought that he was competing for business with himself.

Sensing Lin Xifeng's surprised appearance, Cheng Bocheng laughed proudly: "Lin Gongzi, how much are you going to pay?" ”

Lin Xifeng's face flashed with a flash of consternation, and then he also laughed: "I'll go out a hundred times." ”

Cheng Bocheng raised his eyebrows: "One hundred and ten." ”

"One hundred and twenty."

"One hundred and thirty."

"One hundred and forty." Lin Xifeng smiled calmly, looking like he was bound to win.

"One hundred and fifty times." Cheng Bocheng had a gloomy face and did not hesitate.

"Deal, congratulations to Cheng Gongzi for becoming the new owner of the tavern." Lin Xifeng's expression changed suddenly, and he clapped his hands and smiled.

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