Su Yue thought that her words were very pertinent, but the three showmen were still very dissatisfied, and the shopkeeper Wu whispered: "These three people are showmen in the town, and they think they are talented, and the inscription here is to let others praise them." ”

These few people who love fame and fame don't care about painting for a long time, but praise and praise.

Su Yue frowned: "A few talents, what do you want?" ”

Of course, it is best to do business, but these people obviously don't want to forget it easily, so she has to see what these people think.

Several Xiucai glanced at each other, and Li Xiucai snorted lightly: "If you Huiwei Pavilion people can compare with us in poetry, then we will voluntarily take this painting, if not, you Huiwei Pavilion will put this inscription on it for the rest of your life." ”

The reason why he said this was that Li Xiucai thought that he was very good at writing, and second, because he knew that the people in Huiwei Pavilion were ordinary people and would not be able to chant poetry at all.

Just when Li Xiucai was complacent, Su Yue nodded: "Since that's the case, then I'll be right with you." ”

As soon as these words came out, Murong Shan's face was uncertain, Song Yu was looking forward to it, and Shopkeeper Wu was frightened, thinking that Su Yue was digging a pit for herself.

A rural village woman is actually compared to a poem with Xiucai, isn't this waiting to be humiliated?

"Okay, then I'll make a simple one."

Looking around, Li Xiucai smiled contemptuously: "Let's use the willow trees on the side of the road to compose poems, this little lady, you go first!" ”

Of course, Su Yue doesn't know how to compose poetry, but as a new human with a high education, it is still a piece of cake to memorize a few ancient poems.

She groaned slightly, and the corners of her lips gently hooked and slowly spit out a poem: "Whose jade flute is flying darkly, scattered into the spring breeze all over Los Angeles." In this nocturne, I smell the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden. ”

The entire first floor was instantly quiet, Murong Shan couldn't believe that Su Yue would make such a poem, in his opinion, this kind of artistic conception can only be made by someone who has read poetry since childhood.

And Song Yu on the second floor was also shocked by this poem, and he stared at the slender shadow with a happy face: "Ah Yue, you are not simple. ”

Li Xiucai was completely frightened by Su Yue, Su Yue tilted her head: "I'm just a rural village woman, I don't dare to compare with all Xiucai, then I'll come up with a question, just rain as the topic, please Li Xiucai." ”

If he hadn't heard Su Yue's poems just now, Li Xiucai could still compose poems proudly, but he had seen Su Yue, and now he only felt that his face was very shy.

If this is spread out, he is not even as good as a rural woman, it will be a dead joke.

Gritting his teeth hatefully, Li Xiucai snorted lightly: "The girl has just learned, and I am convinced, I will leave immediately after listening to your answer." ”

Maybe the first poem was just a coincidence, and this country woman was pretending, and he must try it again.

"Bamboo Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in dreams. The door is lonely and the mountain is opposite, and the idle birds do not guess. ”

Tilting her head, Su Yue squinted and smiled: "Do you want to continue?" ”

Reciting ancient poems, she can not carry the same back, and fight with her, but she can't fight.

Li Xiucai only felt that Su Yue's eyes were full of mockery, swallowed his saliva, and walked out with an embarrassed face, while the other two also hurriedly ran out.

Shopkeeper Wu looked at Su Yue with admiration: "Miss Su, I didn't expect you to have such talent." ”

"I can't make up what I saw in a book before."

Su Yue smiled, and when she turned around, she saw Murong Shan looking at her, Su Yue raised her eyebrows: "I'm not a talented person, don't think about it." ”

Murong Shan pulled the corners of his mouth and didn't speak, but in his heart, he felt that this poem was written by Su Yue, but he didn't understand, how could a person who had forgotten the past make such a poem? ”

Su Yue was bent on explaining the problem of decorating the shop with Shopkeeper Wu, and was busy all afternoon before going back with Murong Shan.

In the next few days, Su Yue went to Huiwei Pavilion every day to star, until the Huiwei Pavilion hot pot restaurant opened again, and this time Su Yue not only increased the taste of hot pot, but also launched a series of free cold drink series, which made Huiwei Pavilion famous in the local area and attracted countless customers.

The little guy couldn't be busy, so Su Yue personally became the second runner in the hall, Song Yu stood at the counter, looking at the busy figure, and only felt that Su Yue's small body had huge energy.

No matter how impatient the guests are, Su Yue has a way to solve it, and there is always a bright smile on her delicate face, which makes people feel incredible.

Until late at night, seeing off the last guest, Su Yue sat heavily on the chair: "I think the whole town has come to Huiwei Pavilion, if it is so popular every day, I think we should hire a few more runners." ”

"Makes sense."

Song Yu served a bowl of noodles, took out a square towel and handed it to Su Yue: "Wipe your sweat and eat something." ”

After a busy day, Su Yue was really hungry, and she devoured it unceremoniously at the moment.

Song Yu watched quietly, pouring a cup of tea from time to time: "I plan to put a poem in each single room on the second floor, Ah Yue, will I leave this matter to you?" ”

"Ahem......"

Su Yue tugged at the corners of her mouth: "I don't know how to chant poetry, why don't you go and invite someone else!" ”

Song Yu shook his head, making it clear that Su Yue was in charge of this, Su Yue had no choice but to nod depressedly, forcibly recite a few poems, and let Song Yu do it herself.

"You ......"

Looking at the amazing poems, Song Yu looked admiring: "Ah Yue, have you ever read a private school before?" I think you're better than those ladies. ”

"Hehe......"

Su Yue smiled awkwardly, I only hope that this is the last time, otherwise everyone will think that she is a talented woman in the future.

"Oh yes."

Looking at the sky outside, Song Yu frowned worriedly: "It's too late today, it's better for you to live in the Aftertaste Pavilion, anyway, we still have to be busy tomorrow, aren't we?" ”

Su Yue frowned, strange, why didn't Murong Shan come to pick her up?

It's so late, he shouldn't come, then she can only stay here for one night.

Fortunately, there was nothing missing in the Aftertaste Pavilion, Su Yue took a shower and just returned to the room, when she saw Song Yu waiting at the door, she looked puzzled: "Why don't you rest yet." ”

"Can't sleep."

Finally, without Murong Shan, Song Yu really wanted to seize this opportunity to be alone with Su Yue, so he hurriedly said, "Is it okay for me to talk to you!" ”

"Come in!"

The two walked into the room one after the other, and Su Yue fell heavily on the bed: "Drink the tea and pour it yourself, I'm very weak now." ”

Song Yu frowned, and poured himself a cup of tea alone: "Ah Yue, in fact, I don't want to believe it until now, you really took the initiative to stay by Murong Shan's side, you ...... Do you really not regret it? ”

After waiting for half a ring and not hearing Su Yue's reply, Song Yu stood up and walked to the bed, only to find that Su Yue had already fallen asleep.

"You can rest assured of me."

Shaking her head helplessly, Song Yu reached out to cover Su Yue with the quilt, thought about it, and gently touched the woman's soft cheek, and murmured: "Ah Yue, you are so amazing." ”

is obviously an ordinary person, but she knows so much about doing business, and she can even make Xiucai angry, such a woman is really attractive.

It's a pity that she doesn't belong to herself.

Thinking of this, Song Yu was very unwilling, for so many years he thought that he was indifferent to fame and fortune, but at this moment, he had a greedy mind for a person he had known for a long time, it was really not like himself.