Chapter 57: Xin Yao actually asked him to make poems

"Xing'er, take these mountain ginseng and stew them and make up for your mother."

"Okay, young master, you are really filial, you are so good to Madame." Xing'er smiled and walked to Wang Lang's side.

"How is my mother now, has she taken any medicine?"

"Madame has fallen asleep now, I don't know what's going on, after taking the medicine, Madame became extremely sleepy, but when she woke up, she was in good spirits." Xing'er picked up the mountain ginseng on the table and said.

Wang Lang couldn't understand why he would be drowsy after taking these Western medicines, as if there was no such article in the explanation of the medicine, could it be that the medicine had mutated in this world. For a while, Wang Lang couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about these things, but checked it with the eyes of exploration, he didn't have any medical knowledge at all, and he had a headache.

At this time, the door was lively again, and as expected, he still came to collect debts, but these were all arrears for normal business transactions, and Wang Lang could not solve them by force, so he could only let Uncle Zhong take out the remaining silver taels for gold and send things away. Unexpectedly, after more than 3,000 taels of silver went down, I calculated that the house still owed 3,000 taels outside, and I had a headache for a while, if only I could get some money somewhere.

Suddenly remembered that those cheap glass products could be used to fool the people of the Li Mansion, although the effect was not good, his uncle and aunt did not open the box at all. But I don't know if I can fool these businessmen and rich people and exchange some money for money.

"Wufu, go and call Uncle Zhong to come to my study, just say that I have something to discuss with him."

"Yes, young master."

Wang Langyou got a set of glass products from the Marauders' shop, this is a set of tea sets, not as sparkling as wine vessels, but with a unique transparency, glowing golden color, it looks like a set of treasures.

"Uncle Zhong, look at this set of things, can you exchange it for some silver."

As soon as Uncle Zhong saw this set of tea sets, he immediately couldn't turn his eyes, and he circled around and punched again, wanting to look at it from all directions, and after a long time, Uncle Zhong looked at Wang Lang, "Young master, you mean to exchange this kind of treasure for money." ”

"Yes, Uncle Zhong, you see how much it is worth."

Uncle Zhong looked at Wang Lang sadly, "Young master, how can such a treasure be exchanged for silver, and how can those pickles be exchanged." This is meant to be used as a family heirloom for future generations. I didn't say you, young master, you are really a loser. ”

was scolded twice a day for being a loser, Wang Lang had to touch his head, could it be that he really engraved the word loser on his forehead.

How can it be a virtue with Wufu, these worthless glassware should be kept as family heirlooms, is it wrong to just want to be a profiteer in exchange for some silver flowers.

"Uncle Zhong, the family is having a hard time now, so I exchanged these things for money to support them for a while." Wang Lang tried to persuade.

"No, I can't exchange this treasure for money if I am killed, otherwise how can I have the face to see the master under Jiuquan." Uncle Zhong resolutely rejected Wang Lang's proposal, and suddenly, Wang Lang's plan to make a fortune came to an end.

Wang Lang stood there with a long sigh, but Uncle Zhong looked at these worthless tea sets with a smug face.

At the same time, there was a commotion in the Li Mansion, because of the return of 10,000 taels of silver, the Han family couldn't get out of the breath in his heart, and he just wanted to vent big. As a result, Wang Lang's gift left in the living room suffered, and a box of wine utensils was slammed to the ground with the box, and the crisp sound shocked Han. The crystal clear glass wine vessel turned into slag in an instant, and when Han realized that something was wrong, there was only a complete wine glass left in the set, plus a small piece of defective product that was knocked off.

Han had never seen glassware, but she knew what a stupid thing she had done, and she realized that what Wang Lang said was true, and this was Prince Reims' beloved thing. Suddenly, sorrow came from it, pushed away the dowry of 10,000 taels, and broke the treasure worth 10,000 gold, and for a while sadness came from it, and couldn't help crying, and the cry shook the sky above the Li Mansion and buzzed.

Li Yuanlang was finally attracted by the cry, and when he saw the fragments on the ground and the only remaining intact wine glass, he couldn't help but give Han two slaps in the face, and Han was full of stars. Even if she was beaten, Han didn't spill it, her heart hurt so much at the moment, things worth ten thousand gold were smashed by her casually, and when she thought of this, she had the urge to die.

Li Yuanlang looked at the debris on the ground, didn't speak for a long time, and his silent face was about to freeze.

He'er is in the Li Mansion, and he is considered a well-informed person, in other words, He'er likes to inquire about news, after the Han family broke things. He'er knew it as soon as possible, and immediately ran to Xinyao to report, "Miss, Mrs. was angry and broke the baby sent by the young master, and she cried with regret there." ”

If it was in the past, Xin Yao couldn't say that she couldn't feel happy in her heart, but at this moment, her mind was full of bits and pieces with Wang Lang from childhood to adulthood, it is undeniable that the poem opened her heart, and the original ordinary things seemed to her to be full of romantic flavor. Even Wang Lang's previous cowardice was trying to get close to him.

"He'er, you go to my aunt's house for me, see Brother Lang, and bring me a letter." Xin Yao didn't hear what He'er said at all.

"Miss, this is easy to do, bring the letter, and I'll send it." He'er looked at her young lady and sighed in her heart, the young master was so charming that she was fascinated by the young lady.

"I haven't written the letter yet, He'er hurry up and help me polish the ink."

"That's right, that good young lady, you have to hurry, it's not too early, otherwise I will go to my aunt's house, and I won't be able to come back in the evening." Apricot said.

wrote a few in a row, Xin Yao felt dissatisfied, wrote and tore, tore and wrote, tossed for a long time, and He'er, who was grinding ink, was covered with ink, and still didn't write a good letter.

"He'er, don't write a letter, just tell Brother Lang directly, let him write a few lines of poetry, come back soon."

He'er looked at the sunset outside, and lamented in her heart, she entered the city at this time, and she would definitely not come back at night, but the young lady looked eager, and it was not good to pour cold water.

"Miss, what kind of poems do you write, do you know the young master?"

"Just like those two sentences on the mirror, in the heavens it is a winged bird, and on the earth it is a branch, you know?"

"Oh, miss, I'm going now."

After seeing He'er leave, Xinyao looked at the doorman, looking forward to what poems He'er could bring back.

At dinner, Li was still asleep, Wang Lang was a little worried, went to investigate, tried a few times with the eye of exploration, and did not find anything abnormal, so he could only walk out helplessly.

At this time, He'er rushed over, more than ten miles away, and the little girl hurried desperately, and finally rushed to the house before it was completely dark.

"Young Master Cousin, Miss asked me to bring you a message." He'er ran out of breath, Wang Lang hurriedly asked Xing'er to bring her a glass of water, and motioned for her to sit down and talk slowly.