The King of Dry Rice continued to bury his head in cooking.

Women only affect the speed of cooking, and women are different.

But the woman in front of her was obviously not a female man, so delicate that the king of dry rice suddenly lost interest.

But a pack of hungry wolves in the hall was jubilant.

"The matchmaker is out!"

The woman in the red dress saluted to everyone, with a veil on her face and couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she had an excellent figure, a pair of fox eyes were charming and moving, and a smile was seductive.

"Matchmaker, hurry up and start singing! We want to listen to the loyal and serve the country. ”

"Yes!"

The crowd shouted.

It seems to be very popular.

Lin Bai felt a little floating, but it was his own song.

At this time, the woman in the red dress finally opened her mouth, and as soon as she spoke, she directly suppressed the crowd.

The Dry Rice King raised his head again, and there was incredulity in his eyes.

That's right!

It's a male voice, a very strong male voice, full of domineering, wide opening and closing, really a little bit of that posture.

Lin Bai had to give the other party a thumbs up, the song was speechless, but this person ......

It can't be a shemale! m.

He subconsciously shuddered.

The king of dry rice was very excited, and his eyes were hooked.

After singing a song, the applause was thunderous, countless cheers came, and many guests threw the silver taels on the stage to express their support.

Well! This operation is the same as the reward of later generations of readers, to see how generous people are.

The woman in the red dress saluted in thanks, and then withdrew.

The crowd seemed to be still unfinished and noisy.

Mother Liu said: "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to cheer, but if you want to win the favor of the matchmaker, you can only knock on the door yourself." ”

The so-called knocking on the door is the saying in the green building.

Specifically for those Qingqi people who sell their art and don't sell their bodies, if they want to kiss Fangze, they can only try their best to get their approval, a good poem, a good tune, or directly use money to smash it, in short, it is the tune, Qinglou's habitual method, and it is enough to satisfy your appetite.

The point is, those prostitutes ate this set, and many people poured in.

It's just a shemale, as for it.

Lin Bai pouted.

The King of Dry Rice seemed to be energetic, and pushed Lin Bai and said, "Brother-in-law, why don't you go knock on the door?" ”

Lin Bai felt a chill, but the door still had to knock.

Otherwise, how can I send this thing out.

It's just, go knock on a lady's door, what's this called, why do you go to a green building and do your best.

Get!

Send things out first.

Lin Bai thought about it and wrote two sentences casually.

And over there, there are already a lot of literati and dignitaries knocking on the door.

It's a hobby, it's simple.

"I'm sorry! A few sons, your things have been returned, the matchmaker doesn't like these mundane things, and these poems......"

Among the items returned were silver taels and jewelry.

Poetry is naturally indispensable, but unfortunately, people don't like it.

Liu's mother smiled one by one.

Everyone shook their heads, very frustrated, but they all seemed to be used to it, after all, they were one of the four Qing people in Danfeng Building, how could it be so easy to knock on the door, the more they couldn't knock on, the more people looked forward to it.

What a cheap word.

Xu Da walked over at this time, "I'm going to knock on the door." ”

Saying that, he handed over the poems with a domineering face, and the eyes of the crowd couldn't help but brush it up, it seemed that the image of the king of dry rice and the reader were inseparable.

Just like that, you can also write poetry?

I still want to knock on the door of the matchmaker, it's a big joke.

Liu's mother was also suspicious, took the poem and looked at it, only to see that it was written: The shadow of the mountains and mountains in the water, and the spring is still under the feet.

"Gone? How can it be just two sentences, this is also a poem? ”

The crowd was all surprised.

"Huh! It is estimated that the ink in the stomach is all used, so I can only make these two sentences. ”

"The point is that these two sentences are also very ordinary."

All kinds of disdainful eyes, if it weren't for the block of the king of dry rice there, the surrounding prostitutes might not be sarcastic.

Mother Liu was also a little hesitant, and was about to say something, but Xu Da was already impatient, and her voice was like a bell, "What are you still rubbing, hurry up and send it in." ”

Get! You're the master!

When she came to the door, Liu's mother hurriedly smiled and then entered the house.

The crowd around was waiting to see the joke, after all, there were only two sentences, what kind of poem was that, and it was not a great sentence, it was just ordinary, how could it be possible to knock on the door of the matchmaker, if it was like that, then hell.

But hell, it's really hell.

After a while, Liu's mother went and returned, with disbelief on her face.

However, the old bustard of the Qinglou, who had never seen any situation, changed his face as if he was flipping through a book, and suddenly a smile bloomed on the face of the king of dry rice, "This son, congratulations, the matchmaker is invited!" ”

What!

The crowd around couldn't wait to see the joke and mocked.

Hearing this, they all froze, their mouths wide open, and they couldn't believe their ears.

If they hadn't seen the poem, it would have been forgotten, but obviously everyone had seen it, ordinary, how could it ......

"Mother Liu, are you mistaken?"

"That's right! The matchmaker girl has a high vision, how can she fall in love with such a poem, not to mention that it is not a poem. ”

"Not bad!"

“……”

The crowd shouted.

Mother Liu didn't have a rut, she was still confused, so she had to say: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the matchmaker's decision, what is the specific, then you have to ask the matchmaker yourself." ”

In the box, Zhu Kun was also stunned, reading the poem in his mouth.

"Sir, is there anything special about these two sentences?"

Obviously, he didn't see the fame either.

Gu Qingyang also frowned, and said, "It's very ordinary, it is estimated that it was written casually." ”

Zhu Kun was puzzled: "That? ”

Gu Qingyang smiled, "Although the poems are ordinary, but the people are not ordinary, although Lin Qingfeng has changed his appearance, but the Xu family barbarian does not, the matchmaker probably recognizes this barbarian." ”

"Makes sense!"

Zhu Kun nodded, "Lin Qingfeng's poems are sung in the major Qinglou, if you want to say that the woman who pays the most attention to him is none other than the Qinglou woman, the matchmaker is very good at this song of loyalty to the country, it is normal to pay attention to Lin Qingfeng and look forward to his follow-up works, and it is not strange to recognize the barbarian of the Xu family." ”

The two of them thought about it and only thought of this possibility.

After all, those two lines of poetry are too ordinary to see anything special.

Xu Da didn't care about this, when he heard that he could go in, he hurriedly beckoned to Lin Bai, looking impatient.

The corners of Lin Bai's mouth twitched.

The king of dry rice is not right, this hobby, the old Xu family is in danger.

For the sake of Tsundere, shouldn't you guide it?

Mother Liu couldn't hold back at this time, and asked, "Childe, you two?" ”

Xu Da grinned: "What's the problem?" ”

Of course, there is a problem, the problem is big, the matchmaker is one of the four Qing people, it is difficult for ordinary people to see each other, how can they bring people in casually.

Xu Da didn't care, and said confidently: "He is the entourage of this son, doesn't the matchmaker girl have a maid?" It's not over if you make a pair. ”

Lindbergh:......

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Some people died, but not completely......