This Xie Yuan, how do you sell this fan? There are only two fans in total, and the little girl looked left and right for a long time, picked up the one with the number poem and asked.

Ouyang Shu was overjoyed when he heard the price, and secretly said that the effect of this makeover was really immediate, and it had just been written, and someone came to ask for the price.

Ouyang Shu thought about it and gave such a price.

This is based on the prices of the first two people who sell calligraphy and paintings. They all sold ten times, and Ouyang Shu felt that after the word was packaged by the fan, it should still be able to offset the defects of the calligraphy itself. Besides, there is a poem on it that is destined to be recited all over the world, and ten times the money should be worth it.

However, when he saw the timid appearance of the little girl, his heart moved, and he actually said the cross that was about to exit into five characters. As soon as the words came out, Ouyang Shu suddenly regretted it, now he is doing business, not charity, the purpose is to squeeze all the silver taels in the customer's pocket, how can he have a benevolent heart just because the other party is a poor little woman?

However, the words he said were naturally difficult to collect, so Ouyang Shu had to secretly comfort himself: The first time it opens, it can be regarded as a five-price discount. Besides, a fan of ten cents can be sold for five yuan in one turn, which is four hundred and ninety-nine times the profit, which can be regarded as enough to make enough money, and it doesn't hurt to let some profits out. When he thought about it, he was mentally balanced.

Suddenly, he suddenly realized that Ah Q's spirit was really a very good thing, it was simply a panacea for seeking spiritual comfort.

Sure enough, the girl's face showed a look of surprise, and said: "Wuguan?" After confirming that she had heard correctly, her face quickly showed a hint of joy, and said: That's really cheap, I want this.

As she spoke, she took out five pieces of money and handed it to Ouyang Shu.

Ouyang Shu had just taken the money when he heard the girl ask another question that almost made him faint on the spot. I saw the girl innocently pointing to a word on the fan and asking: May I ask, what is this word?

Ouyang Shu looked at the fan with wide eyes, confirmed that he had not written a typo, and looked up at the girl opposite in surprise, and saw that she had a shy face, and then he understood: This little lady just doesn't know this word! However, he began to wonder again in his heart, since he didn't recognize a few words, what did he do to buy such an expensive fan?

However, he quickly reacted that this little maid was just buying things for her master, and it seemed that her master was really rich enough, and he casually ordered a maid to buy something for a few dollars. What's more, this little girl doesn't know a few words, but she was sent to buy calligraphy and paintings, and the quality of the calligraphy and paintings she bought is naturally not guaranteed, which is a bit of a child's play with those few dollars.

However, since the customer asked, Ouyang Shu still responded very regularly: This word is the reed character of reed.

The girl nodded, and asked, "What is it, so many pieces flying into the reeds one by one?"

If ordinary people asked like this, Ouyang Shu would really collapse, but this girl looked innocent, very cute, and so studious, making it difficult for Ouyang Shu to get bored. He had to smile bitterly and replied: It's snowflakes. Do you think, when the snow first began to fly, it fell into the reeds, and did it dissipate one by one?

The girl suddenly realized, clapped her hands and smiled: Your poem is really good, even I can read it, and now I have a poem in my heart, so I will ** give it to Miss

As she spoke, she kept the poem in her mouth while bouncing forward.

At this time, a middle-aged man was walking towards him, about forty years old, with a Chinese face, a mustache, and sharp eyes. He was walking leisurely on the street, and suddenly heard the little girl coming over with **** words, so he listened with interest. Suddenly, when he heard the little girl's last sentence flying into the reeds, his face suddenly changed, and an eager light shot out of his eyes, and he walked towards the calligraphy and painting street.

Ouyang Shu had just sent off a customer, and he was still immersed in the joy of earning the first money, and he didn't want to meet another one, so he was even happier in his heart, and hurriedly asked: Does this official want to buy calligraphy and paintings? Xiaosheng only has the last calligraphy and painting fan here.

The middle-aged man nodded and looked at Ouyang Shu on the other side carefully. His gaze was deep, with a slight compelling deterrent, and he looked at Ouyang Shu uncomfortably.

Then, the middle-aged man picked up the fan word and pointed at the "Bamboo and Stone" poem, word by word.

**After finishing, he gently put down the fan, closed his eyes and groaned, and said: "To metaphor people, at a young age, he has such a tenacious will, not bad!

Ouyang Shu heard that this guy compared himself with Cai Jing, who he had always despised the most, and hurriedly said: The official said that he was laughing, where can I compare with Cai Shangshu, he

The middle-aged man unceremoniously intercepted the Tao: It is true that it can never be compared, except for anything else, just because of your calligraphy, even if you practice hard for another ten years, you can't compare with him. However, his tone suddenly softened again: fortunately, in the protection of the master, he did not rely on peerless poetry or incoherent calligraphy, but on a heart and perseverance for the people. From your poems, I have read about perseverance. As long as you have kindness in your heart, you will definitely be a good official in the future.

When Ouyang Shu heard that this guy didn't mention buying a fan, but he was talking about reprimanding people here, and he couldn't help but feel quite impatient, and he wanted to jump up and point to his nose and ask: Do you want to buy a fan? If you don't buy it, please go away? But after thinking about it, this old boy has such a prestige, maybe he is really a member of the court or something, and he can't offend him.

So, he patiently responded: The officials are laughing, Xiaosheng is just an ordinary member of the thousands of scholars who went to Beijing to take the exam, don't say anything about asking for the people's life, what kind of good official is his own future, and he is still in the midst of the storm, and he can't tell where the boat of fate will float to, and where can he have time to think about that long-term thing! Besides, in recent years, there have been few poems in scientific examinations, and I just have a poetic talent like Mr. Dongpo, and it is not the same useless?

The middle-aged man shook his head mysteriously and said: Otherwise, I think this year's scientific examination must be poetry!

Ouyang Shu saw his determined appearance, and his heart moved, could it be that he really had inside information? Since this is the case, it should not be underestimated, and he should review the poems when he goes back.

Seeing that Ouyang Shu was silent, the middle-aged man thought that he was convinced by what he said, and he was also happy in his heart, and said with a smile: Okay, after talking so much nonsense, let's get down to business?

When Ouyang Shu heard about business, he was overjoyed, and thought for a while, since he criticized his calligraphy from the beginning, it seemed that he should be an expert, not as easy to deceive as the little girl just now. However, since it is sold to the little girl for five yuan, it cannot be less than this amount when sold to this old boy.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to stretch out five fingers.

The middle-aged man said: This price is also fair! With your poetic talent, even if you can't reach the Dragon Tower in the future, you will definitely be able to become famous all over the world, just like Liu Sanchang. In the future, it will be no problem to buy this fan for hundreds or thousands of dollars.

He touched the bag again, took out two ingots, threw them to Ouyang Shu and said: I don't have so much money on me, there are two ingots here, both of which are twenty taels. Forty taels of silver, which is more than enough for fifty yuan, you can take it!