Good dogs don't get in the way, who is this?

Xie Yi looked up, and suddenly his eyes were red, enemy!

In front of him was a young man, richly dressed and swaggering, surrounded by a group of dogs.

Xie Yi recognized him, this person's name was Zheng Bin, and he was also a gentleman in Huaiyang City, and he was Xie Sanlang's former gambling friend.

More importantly, most of the Xie family's land and old mansions were all lost to this person. It can be said that the son of a loser has fallen into this deplorable situation, all thanks to this person.

In the past, the loser may have no brains, but two days ago, Xie Yi thought about it carefully, and things were a bit clever. Even if the loser is not successful, and the luck is back, but he always loses the gamble, and he loses to him alone, will there be anything greasy in this?

In novels, dramas, film and television dramas, there are really a lot of gambling games to cheat money, and maybe the loser is the way of Zheng Bin.

However, the wood has already been completed, and he didn't catch the evidence at that time, and now there is nothing to say, Xie Yi didn't plan to care.

But today, it was very unfortunate that we met downstairs in this Wanghu building.

"The Xie family's loser is also here?" Zheng Bin and a group of fans laughed loudly, and their expressions were extremely ridiculous, as if they had heard a big joke.

"Just watch the excitement!" Xie Yi smiled faintly, but he was not angry, it was an immature expression.

"Let's just say, what else will a loser do except be a loser? Poetry...... It's so hard for him! Immediately there was a sarcasm.

"Alas, not everyone can come to this Wanghu Tower, but why are there always people who can't do it themselves?" Zheng Bin sneered: "First there is the son of the Shang family, and then there is the son of the loser, it is really embarrassing." ”

After that, a group of gentlemen left some disdainful eyes and mocking words, and hugged Zheng Bin and walked towards Wanghu Tower.

Xie Yi's expression has always been very calm, he has never bothered with them, he was bitten by a mad dog, he can't bite back directly, right? What's more, it's still a group of mad dogs who have killed themselves, so what's the need to care?

Involved with Hou Junji, what good end can it be?

It's just like this, it's not good to explain to my sister-in-law Du Shi when I go home, and I'm a little unwilling, what should I do?

Xie Yi stopped at the intersection, wandering left and right, and when he was thinking about a way, he saw a fat young man with a gloomy expression, and complained as he walked: "I don't know how to compose poetry, but I have to come to ......."

Poem? By the way, when Zheng Bin mentioned the son of the Shang Jia family, his eyes seemed to be glancing at this person.

Hehe, Xie Yi had an idea, stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Sao Nian, what's so sad?" ”

"I can't write good poems, but my father insists that I go to Wanghu Tower, and I can't go up without good poems...... As a result, he was also ridiculed as the son of Shang Jia, Mu Monkey... And the crown. "The fat boy was depressed and very sad.

Sure enough, Zheng Bin mentioned him, if that's the case...... Xie Yi looked up and down at the fat boy's clothes, and suddenly thought about it, and said with a smile: "Fat brother, I can help you." ”

"My surname is Lu, not fat!"

"Oh, Brother Lu, disrespectful."

"You're welcome, you said you could help me?" The fat boy stopped sobbing and asked expectantly.

Xie Yi smiled: "Don't hide it, I have two good poems here, which can be sold to Brother Lu at a price, and you can go up to Wanghu Tower!" ”

"Sell? Why didn't Brother Tai go to the scroll himself? The fat boy reacted faster than he thought, and was a little puzzled by this strange behavior.

"Uh...... The scroll is not as important as the livelihood, and I won't tell you, there is no rice at home. Xie Yi said: "My brother Guan Tai is well-dressed, he must be from a wealthy family, so it is a business." ”

"Poetry can also be bought and sold like goods?" The fat boy looked surprised, as if he had never heard of it.

"Why not? Each takes what he takes, brother Tai seems to want to go to Wanghu Tower, and I need money to support my family, the gentleman has the beauty of an adult, and each other is fulfilled! Xie Yi smiled all over his face and tried his best to enlighten this honest young man.

"The poetry is elegant, is it insulting to buy and sell?" Unexpectedly, the fat boy suddenly hesitated.

Polite? The son of a merchant, if you don't talk about copper smell and Sven, is it wonderful? Xie Yi was suddenly full of black lines. It's really rare and strange, later generations of articles are not only bought and sold, but plagiarism is also very popular, what's so unusual? No, will this guy pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and want to take my poem manuscript for nothing, right?

Xie Yi was suddenly vigilant and said with a smile: "How come? Don't steal, don't rob, trade fairly, and the saint won't blame when he sees it. ”

The fat boy touched his head and hesitated: "There is some truth, but is your poem on the table?" ”

Yo, don't be stupid, you're quite familiar with business! Xie Yi swore and said: "It's definitely worth the money, Tong Su is not bullied, and you will shine in Wanghu Tower." ”

"Okay, let me see the ...... first" The fat boy smiled and said, "This is what my father taught, and you have to inspect the goods before paying the money when doing business......"

"Uh... Ling Zun is right! Xie Yi shook his head helplessly, convinced that the honest fat boy had not forgotten his skills, so he whispered in his ear: "I don't know when I sleep in spring, I hear birds everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and how many flowers fall." ”

After finishing speaking, Xie Yi apologized to Meng Haoran in his heart and asked, "The name of this poem is "Spring Dawn", what does Brother Tai think?" ”

The fat boy nodded slightly: "It sounds okay, but it's winter now, why is the spring dawn and the flowers falling?" ”

"You said it's an old work of spring, isn't it done?" Xie Yi glanced at the fat boy, he was brainless, and the son seemed to be unteachable! Reluctantly continued: "Okay, let's do one more song...... Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar, the yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken. This is "From the Army", Lord Assassin Shi is a military general, and he must like it. ”

The fat boy nodded, and said with satisfaction: "Oh, it seems to be really good, but I don't remember, can Brother Tai write it down and recite it with me......"

Xie Yi smiled: "Of course you can, but negotiate the price first...... One poem is three times, two poems and I will give you a discount, a fixed price, five times! ”

"Wuguan?" The fat boy hesitated slightly.

"For Brother Tai, Wuguan is not a lot of money, and the opportunity to get Wanghu Tower is so rare! After returning home, Ling Zun got what he wanted, and there will be more praise, which is more important, Brother Lu is so thoughtful! Xie Yi did not forget to continue to bewitch.

"Makes sense, but will you be a liar? How much does one poem sell? Or maybe it's someone else's poem, you stole it. The fat boy nodded first, and suddenly the conversation changed, and his vigilance suddenly came out.

"Of course not, the conscience of heaven and earth, there is no deception, only sold to brother Tai." Xie Yi swore an oath, but he swore to the sky, after all, this matter really didn't deceive people.

"That's good!" The fat boy said leisurely: "I can only pay you half of the money first, and after I go to Wanghu Tower, I will pay you the remaining half." ”

Xie Yi frowned and said, "What if you want to lie to me?" ”

The fat boy also swore and said: "I am the young proprietor of the Lu family's firm, you can go to the firm to find me, our Lu family reputation is the first, honest and trustworthy, Huaiyang people know." ”

It seems that there is indeed a big businessman surnamed Lu in Huaiyang City, not to mention that as long as it can have the effect of disgusting Zheng Bin, even if it is free...... No, this kind of precedent can't be opened indiscriminately, Xie Yi pondered for a moment, and made up his mind: "Yes, but for the sake of fairness, you have to pay me three times first!" ”

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Xie Yi left, and after writing two poems for the fat boy, he took three silver cakes and left. I sighed as I walked, what a good business!

Two poems are exchanged for three times, if you search out all the Tang poems in your mind, how much can you exchange for it? Three money is three thousand wen, this year's rice price is slightly more expensive, five wen a bucket, a bucket twelve and a half catties......

In this way, the two poems are thousands of catties of rice, at least the problem of food and clothing is solved. If you sell a few more poems, you can completely get rid of poverty and become rich in Datang.

Not bad, not bad!

Xie Yi was very satisfied with this accidentally discovered way to get rich and make a fortune, although it seemed insulting to say it......

Ahem, don't care what you do, hurry up to Qianzhuang and exchange the silver cakes that pay the rent for Kaiyuan Tongbao.

Buying rice, meat, candied snacks, and pulling a few feet of cloth to make new clothes for my sister-in-law and sister, the mood is great!

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PS: The previous text has been slightly modified, the plot has not changed, and Du's identity has been slightly adjusted.