Chapter Seventy-Five: The Plaque

"Congratulations to Da Lang, he was promoted to the head of the store, and congratulations to Dutou for making his brother's wish!"

Gaolian's housekeeper Hong Fu held a plaque in both hands, leading a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, walking briskly, with a smile on his face.

Wu Dalang didn't know Hong Fu, but when he saw that he was brightly dressed, he congratulated himself as soon as he came, of course, he was overjoyed, thinking that it must be Wu Song's friend, and immediately went over and smiled: "The official is coming, and Peng is shining!"

"Oh, Da Lang, the villain is just a descendant of a tall official, how dare he be called an official in front of a nobleman. Hong Fu hurriedly bowed half a salute and said, "Please forgive Da Lang, with a gift in his hand, he can't do a full salute." ”

"Why be polite!" Wu Dalang was overjoyed when he heard that there was a gift, of course he knew which one was a tall official, and he thought that this gift could not be a plaque, there must be something valuable in the future.

It's no wonder that Wu Dalang thinks so, although Gao Lian's financial resources are not as good as Ximenqing, but he has Gao Yu's support, even the county governor has to let him score three points, the collusion between officials and businessmen will always be the most powerful, and the gifts he gives are naturally very valuable.

The plaque is generally made of fir wood, which can be waterproof, the so-called "rain cedar", as the name suggests, is not afraid of rain, but even if it is a good fir wood, it is not worth much, so Wu Dalang's eyes continue to meow behind Hong Fu.

Hong Fu didn't understand his careful thinking, and immediately smiled: "Da Lang, my lord knows that the Guibao will open tomorrow, he thought about it for a night last night, and he was worried about what gift to give you, so I said: 'The most particular thing to do business is to put the pig cage into the water, so you can give a golden pig.'" ’”

"Hehe, hehe, that's too wasteful. Wu Dalang's eyes narrowed, and Wu Song frowned.

"But the old man shook his head violently and said, 'Cheesy!', and I proposed: 'Then the golden toad is in the treasure, send a jade golden toad, noble and refined!'"

"Shame it!" Wu Dalang's mouth opened wide, saliva was almost flowing out, and Wu Song's expression was grim.

"The old man still shook his head and said, 'Extravagance is extravagance, but it is not elegant enough. I didn't have a rut, the old man suddenly slapped his thigh and said: "Yes, isn't Huang Daoyuan, the grandson of Huang Tingjian, a scholar from Sumen, in Yanggu County, he has a true inheritance from his grandfather, let him write a plaque for Da Lang, it's best!"

"Ka!" Wu Dalang's mouth closed suddenly, his face was numb, and he couldn't squeeze out a smile at all, and said, "Thank you!"

Wu Song can not be compared with Wu Dalang, he crossed the most patriotic learning, of course he knows that Su Men bachelor, is Su Dongpo's four disciples, among which the most brilliant calligraphy is Huang Tingjian, although he is a disciple of Su Shi can be with the master and become "Su Huang" It can be seen that he is powerful, and now it is his grandson to write a plaque for Wu Dalang's small shop, it is no exaggeration to say that the plaque is much more valuable than this shop.

Wu Song listened to Wang Erniu's advice and accepted the shop, which was also to relieve the difficulty of Fan Ming, but later remembered that he was depressed in his heart, although he did not ask for the thirty catties of gold, it was equivalent to receiving a bribe of the same value, and now he gave expensive gifts, it was really embarrassing, and how to deal with Gaolian's evil in the future.

In a moment of melancholy, I saw Wang Erniu hurrying over, and he gasped and said, "Dutou, the county magistrate is here!"

Wu Song's heart sank: "It's really a blessing and a disaster, but my disaster is three lines, I didn't capture Leopard Head Mountain, Gao Lian sent a bribe, and the county magistrate must have blamed me for being lazy when I attacked Leopard Head Mountain." ”

He meowed Wang Erniu, his face was calm, but there were not too many ripples, his heart was a little more stable, and in less than half a cup of tea, the magistrate arrived accompanied by a scholar.

Everyone came out to greet them, and the magistrate smiled: "You don't have to be polite, I heard that the brother of Wudutou has opened a new treasure here, so I came over to take a look, this is not a county office, you don't have to be restrained." ”

Zhixian glanced at the plaque in Hong Fu's hand, coughed lightly, and the scholar immediately ran over, he was also holding a plaque in his hand, but it was not as generous and decent as the one in Hong Fu's hand, and it seemed that he bought it in a hurry on the street, Wu Song saw it, but he was happy in his heart, and Hong Fu naturally saw it, but where did he dare to speak out.

Accompanied by Wu Song, the magistrate casually went in and took a look twice, then walked out of the door, looked up at the top of the gate, and said with a smile: "Although the sparrow is small, it is all right, but it still looks like something is missing, what is it?"

"Enxiang, the so-called finishing touch!" Wu Song said with a smile: "There is a plaque missing from here." ”

"Dutou, although I am a rough person, I also know!" Wang Erniu hurriedly said: "The plaque can be worth dozens of copper coins, or it can be worth thousands of gold......"

"Worth a thousand gold?" Wu Dalang asked with a round glare: "A plaque is only made of fir wood, even if it is a good fir wood, it is no more than one or two silver, how can it be worth a thousand gold?"

"Big brother, you don't know, the value of the plaque does not lie in the material of the fir wood, the fir wood is originally strong, and the material will not be too different, the price mainly depends on the words on it, if I write a few words on it, of course it is not worth a penny, but if the words on it are written by Su Dongpo, it will be valuable!" Wu Song hurriedly said.

"Bachelor Su has been immortal for many years, even if he leaves Mobao, it is impossible to know the name of Da Lang Bao!" The scholar was very well-behaved, and immediately said: "It's just that my father-in-law, who has practiced Bachelor Su's font since he was a child, has won the essence of it, even if Qin Shaoyou, Huang Tingjian, Chao Buzhi, and Zhang Lei's four bachelors are reborn, it's just that!

Wu Song lightly pressed on Wu Dalang's shoulder, and nodded to the magistrate, Wu Dalang was surprisingly shrewd this time, and immediately saluted: "The villain begged Xianggong to write a plaque for the trumpet!"

The magistrate stroked his beard, but his hands were empty, only to find that his beard was already gone, he smiled: "Oh, I originally wanted to send a plaque, invite people of insight in the city to write, this official is committed to the affairs of the county, has not started writing for a long time, and I don't know if there is any rustiness, but I want to come, in this Yanggu County can write a good hand, and the official is on par, basically no, plus Da Lang's kindness is difficult, so I have to offer ugliness!"

Wu Dalang hasn't read many books, where do you know what Sumen bachelor, what Huang Tingjian, since everyone said that the Mobao of Zhixian is very valuable, then naturally begged him to write it, and even though Huang Tingjian's grandson was so angry that his whole body trembled in the back.

Chen Ergou is an acquaintance, he has already taken out the pen and ink, Wu Dalang moved the chair out, and the magistrate smiled: "How can there be a chair for writing!", so panicked that Wu Dalang immediately took the chair away.

The magistrate asked, "What is the name of Da Lang's treasure number?"

"Go back to Xianggong, ask Wu Dalang to cook cakes!" Wu Dalang hurriedly replied.

"Well, okay, simple and clear!" Zhixian did not put pen to paper, but walked slowly in front of the shop with his hands behind his back, everyone's eyes turned with him, and he didn't know why.

The scholar tugged at Wu Song's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Dutou, the Xianggong must have sandalwood when he writes." ”

Wu Song immediately understood: "That's right, the ancients had to light sandalwood before writing, and even bathed and changed clothes. ”

He immediately instructed Chen Ergou to buy sandalwood and light it on the incense burner, Chen Ergou didn't understand, anyway, he bought an incense burner for worshipping God, put soil and dead leaves in it, and lit three sandalwood sticks like incense to his ancestors. ”

Zhixian closed his eyes, looked at the sandalwood, pretended to meditate for a while, waved his pen, and wrote the five big characters of "Wu Dalang Baked Cakes", Wu Song looked at it, it was really neat and beautiful, and couldn't help but cheer: "Good!"

Everyone also cheered loudly, only Huang Daoyuan saw it, and cursed in his heart: "What kind of calligraphy is this, but it is similar to Luo Dixiu, who writes letters on behalf of people on the street, and it is very different from mine, this group of people really don't know what to do!"

But he was helpless, so he had to take advantage of everyone's inattention, and left hatefully, the magistrate listened to everyone's compliments, was very satisfied, and also encouraged Wu Dalang a few words, and said to Wu Song:

"Wudutou, since I met you here, although we have a high or low taste, we can be regarded as colleagues, and we haven't eaten and drunk with you on the same stage, so it's rare today, so let's go to the Lion Tower to drink and talk together." ”