The crowd around them began to gather a little bit again, and this was a common introductory question for them. But many people just can't even answer these questions and are blown out, which is also extremely embarrassing!

But it's no wonder those people can't answer, it's really their little owner's question is too tricky and weird, and those people can answer it!

"Miss Song, so many people are watching, if I answer, you are not allowed to regret it!"

Song Wen smiled confidently: "Don't worry, as long as you win, Miss Ben will take you to meet the person in power, if you lose, get out of Miss Ben, and don't step into here for half a step!" And..."

She paused, and said with a smile: "Don't allow your husband to meddle in the affairs of the Song family, I'm waiting for you to lose the competition." Do you say it's not good for you to be the queen of the Yongle Kingdom? As for your husband, there is someone better and more suitable for him than you, isn't there? ”

"Are you talking about you?" Yan Jiaxin asked directly, and then shook her head at her: "But what to do, my husband doesn't like you."

Song Wenxin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, you just say yes or not, right?" Miss Ben's patience is limited, if you are afraid and don't dare, get out of here as soon as possible! ”

"Good! I promise you. Yan Jiaxin took two steps towards her: "Then let's bet a little bigger today, if I win, I want you to persuade your people in power to agree to my proposal, if I lose..."

"How?"

"If I lose, it's as you wish!"

"As I wish?" Song Wenxin really almost didn't laugh out loud: "Don't cry and beg me to return your husband to you if you lose at that time!"

"yes." Yan Jiaxin rubbed her chin: "In case you lose and don't admit it, otherwise let's make a note, right?"

"......" Song Wen was angry: "This is exactly what Miss Ben meant, come here, prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

This bet is a bit interesting, and the people around him are also eager to gamble, but the gambling is one-sided, and naturally they are betting on Song Wenxin to win. Looking at this trend, a faint light flashed in Song Wenxin's eyes.

"Seeing that everyone is so happy today, Miss Ben won't give you three problems, one, as long as you solve it, even if you win, if not..."

"One, are you sure?"

"Am I sure? You should think carefully about how you will explain to your husband after you lose, right? Does he know about you betting on him? ”

"......" Yan Jiaxin raised her eyebrows slightly: "Because even if I bet on him, I won't lose!"

In the restaurant at this time, the three people watching this scene all had different faces. A slightly fattened middle-aged man sat across from two masked men. This is a three-storey restaurant in the heart of the Song family.

The third floor is a private room, an independent pavilion, on which you can see everything in the entire Song family's territory, and naturally you can see the scene that just happened downstairs.

The middle-aged man is dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, but there is a hint of bookishness, and his blessed face looks a little cute and cute, but he is more approachable.

He looked at the man opposite and seemed to have been paying attention to the following from the beginning, and smiled apologetically: "Let the monarch laugh, the little girl has been spoiled by the owner of the village since she was a child, and she loves to make this kind of joke with others." This little girl looks young,

I didn't expect that they were already married, and they joked with the little girl about lifelong events, and I don't know which spoiled little lady it was, it's really a little lawless! ”

"Which of them will win?"

Forehead... The middle-aged man didn't expect that the person on the other side would be interested in this kind of thing, and he was a little surprised for a while, and then looked at the bets of those people below, and smiled: "Now almost no one bets that the woman can win." Not to mention anything else, no one can complete my little girl's tricky topic! ”

The man remained silent, and his thin lips under the mask hooked lightly: "Oh, the old farmer is sure that your daughter will win?"

"Nature."

"So how about this, according to the copywriting we just discussed, if you win, this monarch doesn't want your Song family's share, how about giving an extra fifty percent of the profit?"

“？” The middle-aged man was really surprised, but he didn't understand: "The monarch wants to participate in this bet?"

The man looked up at him: "Exactly!"

“......”

The man glanced lightly at the wanton figure downstairs, and a breath of anger gathered in his chest, but his face was as usual: "Isn't it that no one bets that the woman will win, then this monarch bets on her to win!"

The middle-aged man had a hint of joy on his face without hesitation, and he couldn't hold it back: "Are the monarchs sure they want to detain her?" If you lose, you won't say that the owner of the village is bullying people, right? ”

He had just hesitated to agree to his proposal. But now with this bet, he can not only get back the Song family's share, but also use the least amount of money to let him help the Song family, which is a matter of killing two birds with one stone, and he has no reason not to agree.

And this is something that already knows the result on the surface, and he suddenly proposes this bet at this time, and he doesn't know what it means? If he really insisted on doing so, then he would definitely not refuse.

"If the old owner doesn't believe it, then we can also make a note like them, and we can't go back on it, right?"

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly: "This is not necessary, the owner of this village naturally trusts the words of the monarch." I just don't know, what is the bet you want, monarch? ”

The man retracted his gaze and said the most astonishing words in the most indifferent tone: "The Song Clan's eternal exclusive share!"

The middle-aged man gasped unconsciously, and his face changed. He felt that this monarch really dared, if it was another proposal, he would definitely agree without hesitation, but the Song family's eternal exclusive share...

In this way, the Song family still seems to belong to a complete system, but his intervention has already made the Song family hook up with foreign businessmen, and he has already felt inappropriate in the past ten years, and he doesn't want to agree rashly, let alone a permanent share!

"What, the old farmer doesn't dare?" The man hooked his lips and smiled: "It seems that the confidence of the old owner is also fake, and you are also afraid that your daughter will lose to that woman, right?"

The middle-aged man looked at the woman who was fighting aggrievedly, estimating how good her chances would be, but the man didn't give him time to think: "If the old owner is afraid, just don't mention the bet of this monarch!"

"The owner of this house will bet with you today!"

"Good!" The man gave a look, and the people around him handed the prepared contract to the old owner, in duplicate.

"This..."

"In black and white, the bet between us will be established!"

After the middle-aged man signed and drew the pledge, he didn't understand why he gambled with him here? ... Moreover, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he saw the monarch's calm expression. The stakes were so big this time, why didn't he react at all?

He put all his hope in the people below. But he knew his daughter's character and would definitely give the most difficult questions to the other party, which made his heart settle down.

More and more people have gathered below because of their movements here. After they also signed and painted, Yan Jiaxin didn't plan to waste time, and began to fight: "Miss Song, let's get the question!"

Song Wenxin looked at the gambling contract and laughed: "Okay, listen, my Song family had 10,000 wooden combs that were unsalable last year, and my request is that you need to go to the temple two kilometers in front of you to sell them to those monks within a stick of incense!" Of course, don't say that Miss Ben bullied you, even if you sell it to those pilgrims, how can you sell it? ”

Wow! The crowd exploded.

"Selling 10,000 wooden combs to monks, this is an impossible task, not to mention the time when there is only one stick of incense!"

"Yes, yes, this girl met our little owner, and she was unlucky!"

The crowd was still talking, and even the people in the restaurant frowned. The middle-aged man looked at the man's unfluctuating expression, only happy in his heart, and did not show it: "Oh, although this is a bet, Wen Xin's girl is really, I don't know how much to let others."

As he spoke, he finally didn't tense himself as much as before, and drank tea comfortably.

"Since it's a bet, let's make no sense, right?"

The middle-aged man admired his calmness, and there was a kind of momentum that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face. I just don't know if he can have such momentum after losing for a while.

Just when everyone thought that Yan Jiaxin would be defeated without a fight, she still looked at Song Wenxin calmly: "Ten thousand is not much." Can you ask how many monks there are in that temple? ”

"About five hundred."

"What about pilgrims? How many people can there be in a day? ”

"At most, there should be one or two thousand." The more Song Wenxin talked, the more proud she became, she wanted to see what she was capable of!

Yan Jiaxin nodded: "In this way, you first ask someone to bring five hundred wooden combs to the temple with me, and you can send the rest over slowly!"

"Are you sure?" Song Wenxin was waiting for her to make a fool of herself, and when she asked her, she had already made arrangements. Yan Jiaxin only gave her a confident smile and set off.

The time of a stick of incense is not long, but it is not short. But for those who wait, it's tormenting. But in less than half a pillar of incense, Yan Jiaxin turned back.

Song Wenxin saw her, hooked his lips and smiled: "What, can't you sell it and admit defeat?"

Yan Jiaxin didn't talk nonsense with her, and threw the contract in her sleeve to her: "Just kidding, how dare you bet on my husband with you if you don't have any ability!"

Song Wenxin frowned when she saw her so determined, and when she saw the contract in black and white, as well as the silver ticket with 10,000 wooden combs, she couldn't believe it: "How is this possible, are you cheating?"