As if he was afraid that the other party would repent, Chen Tang quickly took over the big money and held it heavily in his hand, feeling very happy.

This scene fell into Wu Han's eyes not far away in front of him, and his eyes were about to fall out, with an incredible look on his face.

In fact, buying a piece of characters is nothing. The calligraphy and paintings in the shop are basically dozens of dollars, hundreds of dollars, or even hundreds of dollars.

The problem is that Chen Tang is a street stall. He usually writes letters and writes to people, but it costs a few cents at a time. It’s already a big deal to get ten cents.

Did Mr. Zhao be fooled by lard today and lose his heart and become crazy?

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving..."

Wu Han's envy, jealousy and hatred was like a surging river, flowing endlessly. He had something to do this morning and didn't come to open a stall. He came in the afternoon. Who knew that he would see this scene as soon as he arrived. He thought that his words were better than Chen Tang.

Chen Tang was very excited when he held the big money tightly in his hand.

In the Yin Kingdom, there are three main types of money circulating: small money, medium money, and large money. A small money is one penny, a medium money equals ten cents, and a large money equals one hundred cents. As for gold, silver and other things, although they can also be used as equivalents, they have to be called every time they are not in specifications, and they have to be cut open every time. It is quite troublesome, so they are less used.

On the other side, Master Zhao San carefully rolled up the words as if he had found a treasure, and asked again: "Scholar, can you write a new word? If you write it well, I will accept it at the price."

"Yes, no problem."

Chen Tang responded hurriedly, screaming in a hurry, and his tone was a little sharp.

As a time traveler, he can write and write these poems, not to mention one, even ten or a hundred poems, and write them in one book.

So I quickly spread the paper and wrote quickly. The beginning sentence: The east wind bloomed thousands of flowers and trees at night, and the stars blew down, and the stars were like rain...

It didn't take long before the song "Qingyu Case" was written and I waited to collect the money.

"Hey, it's not right..."

Master Zhao San approached and looked at it for a while, with a look of disappointment on his face: "This picture is not well written, I don't want it."

"What?"

Chen Tang was stunned and didn't expect it to be like this. Could it be that this song "The Qingyu Case" is not as good as the song "Ugly Slave" just now?

It makes no sense!

In the history of poetry, there is no doubt about the classics of "Qingyu Case". Could it be that the Yin Kingdom has different perspectives of appreciation.

"Then, I'll write another one."

Chen Tang gritted his teeth and tried:

When will the bright moon come? I asked the blue sky with wine...

This song "Shuitu Songtou" is a big killing weapon. If you release it, it will definitely kill all over the world and become popular all over the world.

Now Chen Tang doesn’t care about it anymore, and he will talk about taking one hundred more dollars.

Not long after, the long lyrics were completed, the writing was smooth and the characters were written very well. Anyway, regardless of the content or the font level, it was definitely better than the first song "Ugly Nuer".

However, Master Zhao San looked at it, pondered for a moment, and shook his head: "I don't want this one..."

When Chen Tang heard this, he was immediately confused in the wind: No, it must be something wrong... But what is the problem?

After thinking for no reason, I had to say, "I can't write it out today."

Mr. Zhao understood and said, "It's okay. Anyway, you have a good writing in the future, so you can just bring it to my dealer. I will collect it at a high price."

As he said that, he turned around and left with the painting and calligraphy shops on both sides.

When Wu Han saw it, he patted his chest excitedly and said intimidly: "Fortunately I took a look at one piece of characters. If I buy two more pieces, it would be fine..."

But the man came over and shouted, "Brother Chen, you have done a big business and you have to treat you to a meal."

Chen Tang was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he packed the stall and bowed: "I have no rice at home, so I have to buy rice earlier."

Wu Han watched him walk away and couldn't help but spit on the ground: "Bah, a stingy man, I got a hundred dollars, and I refused to even invite wine and food!"

Chen Tang really had to buy rice. After buying ten kilograms, it would be hard to carry it back. After thinking about it, he went to cut two kilograms of cooked meat, which cost nearly twenty cents, which hurt very much.

Fortunately, his body became stronger and he carried a bookcase and rice meat. It was not difficult to get out of the city and go home.

On the way, he was still thinking about the strange thing about Mr. Zhao buying his calligraphy. Suddenly, he thought that the reason why his predecessor was able to work as a tutor in Hujiazhuang was because of an article "The Mourning of the Father". Is there something in common between the two?

Is it a question of words? Or a question of content, and or something else?

Chen Tang thought about it for a while, but he still had no idea.

Su Ling was doing needlework inside. When she saw him coming back, she hurriedly came up to help get the things: "Brother Bujin, you are back."

Chen Tang said: "Well, I made some money and bought the rice back."

"so much!"

After taking the bag of rice, Su Ling screamed in surprise.

"And meat!"

Chen Tang said again.

Seeing two slices of meat, the girl couldn't help but swallow: "Brother Bujin, why did you buy meat? You should save the money..."

Chen Tang waved his hand and said very generously: "Making money is for spending. If you don't spend money, you won't make money. Go and cook meat quickly, I'm hungry."

When Su Ling heard him say he was hungry, she hurried to wash rice and cook.

Chen Tang was afraid that she would not frugal and would not fry the meat, so he said, "The weather is stuffy, cook and eat all the meat, don't keep it, so as not to break it."

Su Ling had to listen to him.

The two of them were extremely satisfied with this sumptuous dinner with meat, and Su Ling both burped.

After washing his body, it was getting late. Chen Tang lay down on the bed and touched his stomach: "It's a great day to have meat to eat!"

Unfortunately, good times are always fleeting. Today I have meat because I have earned 100 yuan, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow?

I'm afraid I'll have to eat wild vegetable porridge again...

Chen Tang sighed with his hands on the pillow, unwilling to give up and sort out all the things that happened today again.

There is nothing to say about resentment. He believed in the Taoist priests and could only go to the exam for the exam. Anyway, he had to take the exam. The most important thing now is to make money. If you make enough money in advance, you can go to Panzhou College for one or two months to study. In that case, the knowledge reserves for the exam will increase a lot, so you will have more confidence.

The fact that Mr. Zhao bought his calligraphy gave Chen Tang a hope of making money. Unfortunately, this hope was a bit mysterious and could not be clarified.

As I thought about it, I suddenly remembered another world in time and space, and missed the life of traffic and rich materials and rich materials.

I don’t know how long it took, as night sky began to clear, and a moonlight spilled in from the open window and fell to the bed, making the room dark and uncertain.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, in the darkness, Chen Tang slapped his thighs suddenly, sat up from the bed, and said excitedly: "I understand! Yes, that must be the case!"

This movement woke Su Ling, who was sleeping outside, and thought something had happened. She hurried outside the door, knocked on the door lightly, and asked, "Brother Bujin, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Tang smiled and said, "A Ling, I'm fine. I've had a dream. Sorry, I'll wake you up."
Chapter completed!