"This one is good, this one is good, this one is darker and half moonlight, and I want it. Brother, what is the name of this poem? ”

Zhang De smiled: "This poem is written by the mentally handicapped master Guo Yangzhou, called "Moonlit Night". San Lang, okay? ”

"Mmmmmmmm......mmmm Leave this poem to me, leave it to me. ”

"Go ahead."

Lao Zhang was amiable, waved his hand, and said around: "Everyone, this "Moonlit Night" is Wei Chi Saburo's, brothers, the beauty of adults." ”

"It's easy to say, my brother is invited."

"San Lang, go and come back quickly, you don't have any money for any party."

"I left in a hurry, I forgot."

Yu Chihuan hurriedly went home, outside the forage field, the little follower hurriedly followed him and asked: "Lang Jun, don't leave in such a hurry, be careful of falling." ”

"Be careful, watch your head! Human life is a matter of heaven! ”

After that, Yu Chihuan was excited in his heart: My brother is really powerful, there are such good poems!

"Good sentence, good sentence, but Bai Xue is too late in spring, such a good sentence, good very, good very. It's a pity that there is no wine, otherwise it should be a full bottle. ”

Li Zhen stroked his palms and laughed: "Brother, what is the name of this poem?" ”

"Spring Snow."

"To the point, there was another light snow in the middle of the month, just right."

After saying that, Li Zhen walked out of the courtyard and rushed outside and said, "Balang, bring thirty runs." ”

The entourage hurriedly took out three silver cakes from his pocket and handed them over: "Lang Jun, what is this doing, do you want such expenses?" ”

"You know what? Don't look around, can you see inside? Today's events are rotten in my stomach, and no one is allowed to mention them! After a pause, Li Zhen glanced at his relatives with slanted eyes, "Got it?" ”

"Naguni ......"

"I'm not going to tell anyone!"

"Yes, the little one understands."

After Li Zhen entered, he copied it with both hands, and hurriedly rolled up the tribute paper on which he wrote the poem from Xue Zhaonu and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Anu, thirty times, don't look for it."

Xue Zhaonu looked at him with disdain: "Such a new and ingenious poem is actually used to repay the money, which is unbearable!" Hum! ”

She pressed a stack of snow-white tribute paper with her small hands, on which were poems written by Lao Zhang Mo. Each piece of paper is simply a check, and the dazzling Zhang De smiled from ear to ear.

Eyebrows fluttered and said to Li Zhen: "Da Lang, my brother thanked me first on behalf of the mentally handicapped master." If the monks are not entangled in their bodies, they are afraid that it will be difficult to walk. Thanks, thanks. ”

"What did my brother say!" Li Zhen's face was square, "The master is merciful, and his merits are immeasurable......"

And Xue Zhaonu pouted, resolutely not believing that there were really mentally retarded masters in this world. These poems were clearly written by his own Langjun last night, but ...... Xue Zhaonu pondered carefully, his own Langjun was so vulgar, and he didn't seem to be so talented.

Could it be that there is really such a monk in this world?

Xue Zhaonu's small round face was full of doubts.

However, Lao Zhang received the money softly, the silver cake is good, and a piece of silver cake can be worth ten times. Although you can't buy things directly, it's easy to carry and take advantage of it, if you go to reward one day, the silver cake is cut into ten pieces, and a piece of silver is consistent, and it's cool to smash people's heads.

Hahaha......

Lao Zhang's heart has been looking up to the sky and roaring, this speed of accumulating money is really worthy of my big engineering ...... Well, don't bother with these details.

"What a poem! Good poetry, good poetry! Absolutely winning the imperial capital of smoke and willows, how did you come up with such a wonderful sentence? Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, if you let Cui Yingying dance and sing harmony, how ...... it would be" The man's eyes flashed, and then he quickly coughed and said softly, "Huishou, smile." ”

"It's easy to say, Erlang, you're really good at picking."

"Qu Tuquan, why did you pick what I liked?"

Cheng Chubi's eyes were horizontal, looking at Qu Tutong's youngest son Qu Tuquan.

"San Lang, why bother, they all have them, they all have them, they are all good poems." Zhang De smiled, "San Lang is the mainstay of the 'Zhongyi Society', and I have already prepared a first-class masterpiece for San Lang." Never lose to any of the songs you fancied. ”

"Oh? Brother, what a masterpiece? ”

"San Lang, please see, this song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", a total of thirty-six sentences, is the most flowery. Originally, it was going to be two hundred and fifty-two, but my brother is in charge, and two runs will help you wipe it. Count two hundred and five for you, what does San Lang think of two hundred and five? ”

"What?! It's so precious! ”

Cheng Laosan shouted, and lent Zhang De 300 guan first, which was almost like digging out his heart and disemboweling. At this time, another two hundred and five will be paid, which is simply the essence of blood to be released.

"Saburo thinks it's expensive? See it at a glance. ”

After that, Zhang De stretched out his hand to Xue Zhaonu, "Anu, bring the poem scroll." ”

"Lang Jun, don't give it to him, okay?"

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as he said it, Cheng Chubi suddenly shouted: "Anu, what are you talking about!" My brother and I are like brothers and sisters, no matter what we do, it's just a poem, why do you have to search so hard. ”

"Hmph, people like you who don't learn and don't know how to take this poem are simply humiliating......"

"Shut up!"

Zhang De suddenly shouted, "The son of San Lang is a dignified prince, and he looks dignified. Even if it is not as full of economy as the eighteenth bachelor now, but Anu, you must know that bullying the old is not bullying the young. Haven't you heard the phrase 'don't bully young people into poverty'? ”

Oh! My brother is really a confidant!

"Brother......" Cheng Chubi was suddenly moved and extremely emotional.

"It's all in plain sight, take it, and if it's appropriate, take it."

Zhang De said softly.

Cheng Chubi doesn't learn and has no skills, but it doesn't mean that he can't even distinguish between good and bad poetry.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together...... Good! Good poetry! The beginning is already like this, it is worth it, don't say two hundred and five, three hundred is also worth it! ”

Cheng Laosan read out the two sentences here, and the bear children who were surrounded by a little ink suddenly exclaimed, and even secretly saddened: Such a masterpiece has fallen into the hands of this guy, alas, it is hateful and shy in my pocket......

"Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? This...... It's a god's hand. ”

Cheng Chubi burst into tears and was moved, "Brother, don't say it." The 300 yuan that my brother lent you, write it off. ”

"How does this make fifty times not a small number!"

"Whoa! Brother, you and my brother, love each other, don't let the copper smell hurt your feelings. ”

I especially like copper smell, hurry up and hurt my feelings!

Lao Zhang's face was indignant, then he copied his hands, and his eyes glanced at the Kaiyuan Tongbao and silver cakes in the box, and his heart was suddenly ecstatic: This deal, haha, the money that was picked up for nothing.

This stack has not been sent out completely, and more than a thousand have been earned. These little bastards haven't been ruthless yet, so they just bought one song. When they come back to their senses, Lao Zhang can guarantee that he will knock on the door of his courtyard in the middle of the night and sneak over to buy a few more.

There is no profit, there is no profit!

Alas...... It's not a shame that Lao Tzu, a dignified doctor of engineering, actually relies on this trick to make money!

And at this moment, Yu Chi Saburo went home, and when he saw Yu Chi Baolin and Yu Chi Baoqi, he shouted: "Big brother and second brother, hurry up and give me money!" ”

"San Lang, what happened to your burning eyebrows?"

"100,000 is in a hurry, brother, he's ...... Well, my brother found a scholar in Nanli and wrote good poems, he bought a few poems, and there are a few left, so I have to go over and buy them quickly. ”

"Really?"

"What did he lie to me?"

"Then let's go."

"No, it's the territory of the 'Loyalty Society', you can't."

"If you don't let us go, how dare you give you money."

"Humph! If you don't give it, don't blame me for not taking care of you, I'll go find A-Niang. ”

Yu Chihuan spread his little short legs, hurriedly slipped back to the house, and shouted as he ran: "Ah Niang, Ah Niang, Qu Jiang Wenhui is going to be a blockbuster!" ”