Chapter 19 The sea was once difficult to turn into water, but Wushan is not a cloud
The market is bustling, although the Dasheng Dynasty is prosperous in culture and education, but the difference between men and women is not as strict as that of the Ming Dynasty in another world, let alone in such a small county.
In the market, you can see many women coming and going, and many women are dressed luxuriously, and they are not ordinary people at first glance.
Huang Tinghui wants to sell these two little rabbits with snow-colored coats, and they sell them at a high price.
Naturally, the target was to focus on these richly dressed women.
After all, most of these women are ignorant of the world, their minds are simpler and purer, and the most important thing is that they have spare money in their hands.
That's what's important.
Huang Tinghui found a wooden board, found a piece of charcoal from the charcoal seller, and soon wrote on the wooden board, "Marriage rabbit, five taels of silver a pair".
I have to say that Huang Tinghui is really a lion's mouth, a pair of rabbits between the mountains and forests, although the coat is whiter and looks cuter, but it is not so much that a pair of rabbits can be sold for five taels of silver!
Most of the peasant families were illiterate, but a few who could read were pointing fingers.
"Little brother, aren't your rabbits from Phnom Penh? How can you sell it for five taels of silver? ”
"Little brother, don't be greedy, five taels of silver is too much, if you sell it cheaper, this pair of rabbits should be able to sell today!"
"It's too expensive, if the little brother is short of money, why don't you rob the silver number?"
Everyone shook their heads incessantly.
In their opinion, it was impossible for the pair of rabbits to sell for such an expensive price as five taels of silver.
"Hey, the business I do is Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish to take the bait!"
"Don't be too expensive, naturally someone is destined to buy this pair of rabbits!"
"Marriage, it is destined by God, this pair of marriage rabbits is what I prepared for lovers, Tinghui is not talented, I only hope that this pair of rabbits can make lovers last forever."
"As the so-called husband and wife are married, there is no doubt about love!"
"If you can't sell it, then you can't sell it!" Huang Tinghui smiled, and he said with a smile to everyone.
Hearing Huang Tinghui's words, a rich woman looked over here, "What a beautiful rabbit, so cute!" ”
The woman crouched down and stroked the rabbit's head with great pleasure.
"Husband, husband, look at this little rabbit, so cute, so beautiful!" The rich woman said to her husband, who was not far away.
"What's so nice about rabbits?"
"There are a lot of things at home, Qiu Niang, do you still want to buy them?"
The husband looked back and saw the words written on the board, and was surprised, "Hey, that's a good word!" ”
Looking back at Huang Tinghui in coarse cloth clothes, he was even more surprised, this strong and powerful word was written by the young man in front of him?
However, the man shook his head when he saw that the words on the wooden board read, "Five taels of silver for a pair".
Five taels of silver to buy a pair of rabbits, this young man looks delicate, but he is really too greedy.
"Qiu Niang, there are rabbits everywhere, why buy rabbits here?"
"Husband, look elsewhere and buy you a pair of better ones!" The man said to his wife.
"But husband, this rabbit is a marriage rabbit, which can make our marriage line stronger."
The woman named Qiu Niang pursed her lips and said to her husband dissatisfied.
Huang Tinghui understood the psychology of the newlyweds at a glance, and the gimmick of the marriage rabbit had successfully captured the bride's heart.
However, the husband was a little unhappy, but the husband was quite interested in his own words.
In this way, Huang Tinghui has a plan in mind.
"This son-in-law, there is also a poem given to you with this pair of marriage rabbits, if the son-in-law brother thinks that this poem and your heart, this poem and this pair of marriage rabbits, the son-in-law brother will buy it together!"
"If this poem doesn't match Childe's mind, Childe's brother doesn't have to spend this unjust money, what do you think?" Huang Tinghui gave his own advice.
As soon as Huang Tinghui said this, the audience burst into laughter, they didn't believe that Huang Tinghui, a mud-legged man, could write any good poems.
"What does this little brother say, write poetry? What kind of poems would he write as a clay-legged man who sells rabbits? ”
"It's really strange that a peasant family is ashamed to say that he wants to write poetry?"
"Young man, your mind must be used on the right path, you must not fool others like this, big words will always be exposed!"
"Peasant boy, if you want to make money, you can't use this kind of coaxing, don't you think you can write a few words and fool this rich boy?"
Everyone teased one after another, and their eyes were full of disbelief!
"You can also write poetry?" The rich boy is quite cultured, but he didn't make fun of Huang Tinghui, he just looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise,
The rich boy doesn't look down on Huang Tinghui, he is really a peasant family who can write poetry, which really makes the rich boy feel a little unbelievable.
However, thinking of Huang Tinghui's good handwriting, the rich boy brother also felt that it was not impossible.
"You give it a try, if you can write a poem that satisfies me and Qiu Niang, it is said that it is five taels of silver, which is twenty taels of silver, and I am willing to give it to you!"
The rich boy looked at Huang Tinghui and said.
"Please borrow pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!" Before Huang Tinghui came to this world, his calligraphy attainments were first-class.
Among them, the thin gold font is Huang Tinghui's favorite font, but after crossing into this world, not to mention practicing calligraphy, even eating is a big problem.
Who has the leisure and time, the key is to have the money to practice calligraphy?
After all, in this era, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are not cheap things, and Huang Tinghui is reluctant to spend more money on it.
As for poetry?
Anyway, in the time and space where he is located, most of the poems written by poets after the Three Kingdoms can be borrowed and used.
Hearing Huang Tinghui's words, the rich boy smiled dumbly, but he was a free and easy person.
Today should have been after visiting the bazaar, to learn a thing or two with classmates and friends, so let his servants bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Now that Huang Tinghui made this request, the rich son's brother asked the servant to hand Huang Tinghui the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Huang Tinghui borrowed a few benches from the restaurant next door and spread the rice paper on the bench, Huang Tinghui took a deep breath, and the ink-stained brush fell on the rice paper, and there were fluttering and full fonts on the rice paper.
"Reflections"
"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud!"
"Take the second flower bush lazy review, half-edge cultivation and half-edged king!"
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