After Ji Kai'an left, Wan Yuxuan turned back, saw the paper in Ke Peiling's hand, and said, "Do you want to open it and take a look?" If the writing is bad, you can't just show it to those scholars, or you will have to listen to some ugly words. ”

"This is natural, not only our people from Sucheng, but also the people of Yucheng, it's nothing to lose my face, if you lose the face of the people of Sucheng, I'm afraid that those scholars will have to eat me alive." Ke Peiling said as she opened the crumpled piece of paper boredly.

Just looking at the way the paper was folded, it made this person not very happy, and he thought to himself that it was not a good thing, and he should not be so contemptuous.

How can poetry be treated like this? While thinking about it, I opened the paper and saw that there were two poems and one word written on the white paper.

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight. Dongting? Is Dongting a place name? Who is Xiangjun? Wan Yuxuan shook his head and said, "But look at this sentence is okay." Ke Peiling nodded, a little interesting, and continued to read the second sentence,

"When I'm drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water." Wan Yuxuan continued: "The boat is full of dreams and suppresses the galaxy. After reading it, the two looked at each other, and then continued to stare at the poem, and read it again,

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight. When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy. Ke Peiling leaned back slightly, breathing briskly.

Wan Yuxuan's face was full of amazement, and exclaimed: "Good poetry, good poetry, especially the last sentence, I don't know that the sky is in the water when I am drunk, and the slow boat dreams and presses the galaxy, tsk...... It's so well written, and this artistic conception is both true and illusory, both clear and infatuating...... Tut. Official, this poem doesn't look like it was written by mortals, but it seems to be written by immortals. Ke Peiling nodded, her eyes were still wandering between those lines, what Wan Yuxuan could see, of course she could see.

This poem really shocked her, not to mention that she didn't know the name of the place in the previous sentence, she didn't know where it was, and she didn't know who the name was.

Just looking at the last sentence is enough to amaze her. Moreover, earlier she thought that this poem would be unsightly, but she never thought that it would be written so well, this contrast came too suddenly, and she was in a trance.

If Wan Yuxuan hadn't been talking beside her, she was afraid that she hadn't come back to her senses yet.

"It seems that what people said before was modest, this is a dregs that can be discarded without being seen, it is clearly a brilliant gem, and it should be engraved on the stone tablet."

"This poem should be passed down for a thousand years!" Ke Peiling took a deep breath, looked at the poem, and became more and more curious about the owner.

I really want to see what kind of person can write such beautiful poems. Wan Yuxuan couldn't help but say, "Official, take a look at the next two." Ke Peiling nodded, and looked at the second song,

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles. If the wind stops, it can still be dusted but the water is clear. When the world saw my constant tune, they all sneered when they heard Yu Dayan. Xuan's father can still be afraid of the next generation, and her husband is not young. After reading it, Wan Yuxuan took the lead in exclaiming: "What a crazy poem, especially the first sentence, is simply full of spirit. Tsk, official, how? Ke Peiling nodded,

"Since it is extraordinary, if this poem is seen by those scholars, I am afraid it will cause a lot of sensation." Wan Yuxuan nodded and said: "That group of people are already pretentious, if they see this poem, they are afraid that their tails will have to be raised to the sky." Ke Peiling nodded, didn't say anything, with the foreshadowing of the first song, the second song didn't feel very amazing, of course, I was shocked in my heart.

Then the two of them read the second one, which was not a poem, but a word.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. After reading the word, Ke Peiling burst into tears.

She thought of someone, someone who had been gone for many years, but who always haunted her.

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be a thousand miles together......" Seeing this, Wan Yuxuan arched his hand and withdrew silently. As for the jar of wine, it was naturally placed on the table and did not dare to take it away.

…… Half doors. Long Zhan and Huo Conghan sat in the backyard, with a hot pot set up in the middle. Except for the table they have here, the first floor of half of the door is full of this kind of special table: a mandarin duck pot is set in the middle, and under the table is a stove, and coal is burned in it.

Although coal is not much and is not yet widespread, it can be obtained. As soon as the hot pot came out, it attracted a lot of people.

Different from the white jade banquet on the second floor, the hot pot on the first floor is very ordinary, except for the use of salt, there is nothing special, so the price is not as expensive as the second floor, of course, it is not low, and a meal is not good without ten or twenty taels.

But relatively speaking, there are already many people who can afford to eat. In this winter, eating a spicy hot pot and having a stove to keep warm, can such a novel way of eating attract people?

It's just dusk, and the first floor is already full, and there are still many people waiting outside, just wanting to try this novel way of eating.

Huo Conghan's subordinates, except for a few in the lucky gambling house, most of the rest of the people came here to help.

Because the business is too good, it's too busy. The shopkeeper Huang was even more busy from morning to night, but he didn't complain, but he was happy.

Since he became a shopkeeper, business has not been so good. This person comes and goes, and his income in one day is worth more than a month before him, can he not be happy?

Moreover, now that he has seen Long Zhan, he is no longer humming and chirping like before, he will have a little smile, and when he is in a good mood, he will call the third young master.

"Third Young Master." The shopkeeper Huang walked over with a visible smile on his face,

"I've already had several customers ask if we have any alcohol for sale." Long Zhan shook his head,

"No, it's just two altars, one altar is broken, and the other altar I took it away to give away, how can there be." Shopkeeper Huang said angrily: "Ji Kai'an's kid is too uneasy, he broke such a good wine, and when he comes back, I have to deduct his wages." Long Zhan stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and said vaguely, "I made him break that wine." Shopkeeper Huang was dumbfounded when he heard this,

"What? You made him smash? Why? Don't you know how much that jar of wine is worth now? Someone drove to three thousand taels, three thousand taels. Why did you just let him break? Long Zhan said casually: "If it doesn't break, how can it be worth this money?" Shopkeeper Huang was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?" Long Zhan shook his head,

"I'm too lazy to explain, if you want to know, just inquire yourself, anyway, it's unlikely that three thousand taels want to buy my wine." When the shopkeeper Huang saw that Long Zhan didn't say anything, the smile that was still hanging just now suddenly dissipated, and in exchange for a tsundere snort, he threw up his sleeves and left.

After he left, Huo Conghan asked, "What's going on?" Long Zhan was much more patient with Huo Conghan, and explained casually: "It is said that good wine is not afraid of deep alleys, but how long does it take for people to smell it, so the most direct way is to smash it on the street, whether it is good wine, whether it is fragrant or not, people who can drink it can smell it immediately." ”

"So you smashed a jar in the street? Just to let the wine smell drift away? Huo Conghan pinched the chopsticks in his hand, and the meat he was holding was suspended in the air, and he didn't rush to stuff it into his mouth.

"In fact, it turned out to be very effective, even better than I could have imagined. Of course, this is also luck, who would have thought that he would meet Xu Fuzi. Long Zhan said with a smile, the chopsticks in his hand were scooped around the pot, but he didn't catch the meat, and he was a little annoyed.

Huo Conghan, this guy got off the chopsticks quickly and accurately, and when he came back, he took away the meat first, which was annoying.

"Master Xu? Did you meet Master Xu? Although Huo Conghan doesn't like to read, he loves to herd pigs. But Xu Fuzi's name has also been heard.

Long Zhan lifted a few pieces of meat from the plate next to him and put them into the pot, afraid that it would not be enough, so he added a few more pieces, and then briefly told the things on the street, and finally said: "Master Xu's move has invisibly made an advertisement for us, those who came inexplicably, some of them came for our wine, and the other part came for the name of Master Xu. But whether it's for wine or fame, for us, it's business. Before, weren't you worried that you would not be able to earn enough for a million? I'll tell you, I don't actually have a score. But now it's different, and now I can tell you definitively that making a million shouldn't be a hard thing for us, and it's even going to be easy. Especially after tonight's poetry meeting. Huo Conghan heard that there was hope of winning, and he was secretly happy in his heart, and when he heard Long Zhan talk about the Poetry Club, he asked curiously: "What does this have to do with the Poetry Club?" Long Zhan said: "Didn't I say it, we have two jars of wine, and one jar was smashed on the street, which attracted everyone's attention." The other altar, I gave it away, and I want to make a name. Fame and fortune, fame and fortune, fame is advantageous. As he spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand and invited, "Miss Huo, you can almost sit and win the game." After Huo Conghan heard this, he smiled slightly, knowing that it could have this result, it all depended on Long Zhan, and raised the wine glass in his hand,

"Thank you." Dragon War clink cups in response, it's a win-win.