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"Sir, your lyrics are really good. You are simply the number one talent in Kyoto."

"It goes without saying that even Chu Jianghe couldn't write it."

"Sir, did you really spend money to buy it? Just to deceive our sister Hongyu?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? We just appreciate Mr. Zhuang's talent, don't talk about useless things."

"Hmph, how do you know he didn't buy it? What can't a man of letters do for fame and fortune?"

"You're wrong to say that. How can something like poetry be measured by money?"

"Yes, yes."

Just when the girls were arguing, the Hongyu girl stood up:

"Okay! Sisters, I called you here because I want to show you a treasure!"

The girls gradually became quiet.

"What baby?"

The ruby ​​girl smiled and said:

"Come, take a look at this."

As she spoke, she handed over a mirror.

"ah!"

One of the girls was immediately startled.

"Is this a mirror?"

"How can it be so clear?"

Several girls also noticed it at this time and rushed to see it.

For a moment, the girls were excited.

They can't do without the mirror every day.

But where has such a clear mirror been mentioned?

I took a quick look and could see even the strands of hair clearly.

Such a treasure is really rare.

"Sister Hongyu, how did you get this treasure? Do you still have it?"

"Yes, I have!"

Miss Hongyu glanced at Zhuang Zhou and introduced:

"This treasure was brought by Mr. Zhuang. He still has many in his hands. If you want to buy it, just buy it from him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a girl grabbed Zhuang Zhou's hand:

"Master Zhuang, please be sure to sell a mirror to the slave family. The slave family will be happy."

Faced with this sudden enthusiasm, Zhuang Zhou was a little embarrassed and wanted to take his hand away, but found that this girl was quite energetic.

"Girl, don't get excited. I have all the mirrors you want to buy."

At this time another girl asked:

"Then how did Mr. Zhuang sell this mirror?"

Zhuang Zhou told him the price he had set before:

"Chenghui! Ten pieces of money for one piece."

"Oh, that's quite expensive!"

"It's not expensive! Such a precious mirror only costs ten thousand dollars, so it's not expensive at all."

"Yes, I also think it's very cheap. Mr. Zhuang, I want a mirror."

"Mr. Zhuang, I want one too."

"There is also me, Mr. Zhuang, I want it too."

"Mr. Zhuang, the slave family wants it too!"

"Pfft~~~"

The girls burst into laughter.

"Sisters, you all want it, but Mr. Zhuang can't give it to you!"

Ok!

The style of painting has been completely lost.

Zhuang Zhou quickly brought back the topic:

"I brought fifty mirrors today. If you can't buy any, you can go to Xishi Zhuangji Grocery Store tomorrow. There are still some in stock."

The girls were not willing to wait until tomorrow to get the goods, so they immediately turned around and went back to get the money.

Now that they are not in class, they should grab the mirror first.

A mirror costs ten guan, and fifty mirrors cost 500 guan.

The money usually weighs about six pounds and four taels.

Five hundred guans weighs 3200 kilograms.

Ok!

Soon Zhuang Zhou discovered that he had made a mistake!

There was no way he could take so much money with him.

But these problems naturally cannot be difficult for Zhuang Zhou.

In places like Fengyiyuan, which girl doesn’t have a few pieces of jewelry!

then.

Zhuang Zhou proposed that he could use jewelry to deduct copper coins.

Many of the girls' jewelry were donated by others, so naturally they were willing to use it to resist.

In the end, Zhuang Zhou got one hundred and fifty copper coins, and the remaining three hundred and fifty coins were all used as jewelry.

Including jade bracelets, jade pendants, jade plaques, hostas, pearls, agate, gold earrings, gold and jade hairpins, and hair accessories, etc.

These are very valuable things in this era.

Not to mention, bringing these things back to modern times to sell.

But the only problem is that the only three hundred and fifty copper coins have to weigh more than two thousand kilograms.

In the end, there was no other way, so Miss Hongyu found a carriage and called two boys to help take her back.

Only then did Miss Hongyu realize that Mr. Zhuang seemed to be a real businessman.

I can't help but feel a little disappointed.

Thinking of so many beautiful words I heard before, how could it be written by such a person.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Zhuang, I would like to ask, were you really the ones who wrote those previous poems?"

Zhuang Zhou knew that she felt that her behavior of going to a brothel to do business made her feel very weird.

How can anyone come in and not consume the girls, but also make money from the girls in return?

This is amazing!

"Miss Hongyu, how about I give you another song?!"

When the girls heard this, they were stunned.

Is this kid really that powerful and can he speak well?

So everyone looked at Zhuang Zhou, waiting for his masterpiece.

The Hongyu girl also nodded and looked at Zhuang Zhou, waiting for him to speak.

Zhuang Zhou smiled slightly and said:

"Well, I have it!"

"So fast?"

The girls were stunned when they heard this.

Is your speed too fast?

Then, Zhuang Zhou read out directly:

"The east wind brings forth flowers and thousands of trees at night."

The girls were stunned when the first sentence came out!

This young man really came here casually!

The red jade girl also pondered slightly, "Thousands of flowers bloom on the east wind night, and thousands of trees bloom in the east wind." These seven words are a beautiful scene.

Then, Zhuang Zhou raised his head and looked sideways, and read out another sentence:

"Blowing down, the stars are like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance."

"The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night long."

Is BMW's car so sweet that it fills the road?

A night of fish and dragon dance?

The girls all know lyrics, although they are not as good at composing lyrics as the Hongyu girl.

But they can still tell whether a poem is good or bad.

This poem is so beautiful!

The girls were still in shock, and Zhuang Zhou read out the rest:

"The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance.

People look for him thousands of Baidu.

Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place. "

After reading this poem, the whole place fell into silence.

All the girls were shocked.

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly I looked back, and there he was, in a dimly lit place."

Suck it carefully.

Every word of taste.

I heard a girl couldn't help but read out again:

"People look for him thousands of Baidu……

Suddenly looking back...

That person is...

In a dimly lit place..."

silence.

Endless silence.

Everyone seemed to be into it.

I can't get out of this mood for a long time.

In fact, for Miss Hongyu.

As early as Zhuang Zhou's first sentence, she heard the beauty of this poem.

But when she heard the last sentence, she was already filled with excitement and excitement.

Is this Mr. Zhuang really a literary star descended from the immortal world?

Otherwise, how could there be such talented people in the world?

In a short period of time, I was able to write so many wonderful words and sentences.

"Okay, Miss Hongyu, I give you this poem."

"If you still need to buy a mirror, remember to go to Xishi Zhuangji Grocery Store!"

"Girls, bye!"

After Zhuang Zhou finished speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for them to react.