"Ning'er, don't be angry, I know that I am at least more important than other men in your heart, I am confident that I can get your heart." Situ Qingyu looked at Xia Zining tenderly and said with a smile, his handsome face was full of confidence.

Xia Zining frowned slightly, "You are confident..."

"I still have that confidence..."

"Don't be too presumptuous sometimes."

"Actually, there are some things I can feel..."

The corners of Xia Zining's mouth twitched, this man is really...

The two of you talked for a while, and then the topic changed, and Situ Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it seemed that she really didn't care.

The next morning, rumors about Xia Zining spread in the capital, what her so-called talent was, and the so-called poems she made also spread from the capital and became everyone's joke.

However, people who have suffered hardship and hunger feel that this so-called word is very down-to-earth, and they can clearly understand the feeling of starvation, so they feel that the word is quite appropriate to describe the poor.

This word, polarized, of the big family, who has not starved, is quite disdainful of ridicule.

The poor scholar from the peasant family knew that the specification of the word did not match, but he also felt that he could understand the meaning very well, and did not express any disdainful comments.

Ordinary people listen to the words, and when they hear it, they remember this strange but smooth word, which is the only one they can understand and understand at the first time, and it is very in line with their state of mind.

It didn't take long for the capital to hear the big news again, someone from the Duan family went to each family to ask for food, and each family asked for 20,000 catties, that is, two hundred quintals of rice grain.

Around noon, everyone heard the news again, and the daughters of those families knew that two hundred quintals of rice grain was how much grain, everyone had their own gossip, and the statements were also polarized, some people said that it was normal for the young lady of the big family not to know the weight of the grain, and some people despised it, and they didn't know this common sense...

At lunchtime, Xia Zining went to Duan's restaurant to eat, Duan Yihan was still accompanied, and Murong Chu and Xi Hongyi were here, Xia Zining said that she invited this meal, Duan Yihan was funny, but she was quite unceremoniously asked all the dishes in the restaurant to be ten or twenty servings, and each dish she ate in the private room was just a stack, but she still couldn't finish it, and the rest and twenty portions of each dish were packed and distributed to the beggars in the streets and alleys of the capital...

At noon, Duanjia Restaurant almost didn't greet other guests, and Xia Zining alone took care of all the dishes in Duanjia Restaurant...

Duan Yihan was helpless and let her toss.

Murong Chu and Xi Hongyi smiled, they also knew the reason, they also knew her talent, how could it be as rumored outside?

After a few people sat in the restaurant for a while, Duan Feixue came in with a few women, all to settle accounts.

Duan Feixue was also quite angry, the Duan family was bleeding heavily, and today's turnover was ruined...

The other women were naturally very angry, and they were scolded by their families, only to know that they had lost a lot of grain in vain, and it was still high-quality rice grain.

At this time, there were still some customers in the store, and when they saw Duan Feixue and a few women coming in, they knew that there was a good show.

Sure enough, I saw them go up to the second floor and enter a private room, and then I heard Miss Duan's extremely angry voice scolding, and then, a voice replied, saying that it was written clearly in black and white, no matter whether she won or lost, everyone should give her two hundred loads of high-quality rice grain per person, as well as their signatures and paintings...