Beginning to become the second ancestor

Chapter 179 Chapter 177 Doesn't look like a scholar at all
Lu Qingchen nodded and said: "When will Brother Song give me a calligraphy? In the capital, Master Canghai's calligraphy is no longer inferior to the sage of calligraphy."

Qiuniang said softly from one side: "Handwriting is like a person, Mr. Canghai is handsome, he is a rare handsome man in the world, and his character is as strong as a mountain, so the writing is also like a dragon.

This point is especially liked by many daughters' families in the capital. Even those ladies are proud of getting a picture of the son, a word of gold. "

Song Yuanxuan smiled slightly and said: "If you continue to boast, I think people will float up!"

Zhang Qingning snorted on one side and said, "I never thought about getting his letter!"

Song Yuanxuan also ignored her, his eyes fell on Lu Qingchen's face and said: "If brother Lu likes it, I will write a fan for you in a while."

Lu Qingchen was overjoyed, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you Brother Song! Qiu Niang, serve the wine!"

Qiuniang backed out, and Song Yuanxuan's eyes fell on the four daughters of the Luo family, and said softly, "What are your plans for the future?"

"Thank you son for saving me this time, but we still want to go to Huzhou." A woman said softly.

Song Yuanxuan nodded, and said calmly: "This time, I was entrusted by Qingcheng to rescue you. Now that you have made a decision, you can go!"

"My lord, but we didn't make any money, so I asked you to lend us some money, and we will return it to you when we arrive in Huzhou." The woman said softly.

Song Yuanxuan shook his head and said, "I have already spent 1 taels of silver to redeem you, when do you plan to pay it back?"

"1 taels of silver?" A woman was startled, then frowned and said, "But didn't you just write a single line?"

"Qiu Niang said that she was willing to exchange 1 taels of silver for a picture of me, but I didn't ask for it. Instead, I asked for the four of you. There is a price for everything, and the money will naturally fall on your heads. "

Song Yuanxuan said softly, and then changed the topic: "You go, I will not lend you money anymore, you can still go to Qingcheng to borrow it.

It's just that I would like to advise you, if you are deceived once, you can be deceived a second time. There is no such good thing as a pie in this world! "

Zhang Qingning asked from one side: "Hey, what is pie drop?"

Song Yuanxuan thought for a while, then shrugged his shoulders and said: "Then let me put it another way, there will be no good things like losing money in the world. If there is such a good thing, it is usually a trap."

Only then did Zhang Qingning nod his head, his eyes fell on the four girls, and he snorted and said, "You can go."

"My lord, let's go now, but we definitely can't afford to pay back the 1 taels of silver, why don't we write a letter and give it to you.

The four of us practiced writing and drawing since we were young, and our writing and drawing are very good. Is it okay for each of us to write a letter for you? "The woman said softly.

Lu Qingchen's face darkened, and he stared at them scorchingly and said: "Brother Song, these slaves are really rude! Perhaps you were the jewels of the Luo family in the past, but after falling into the hands of the Secretary of the Jiaofang, you still What identity do you have?
Brother Song used to not be worth so much money for a single character, but Zhongknowing Yuan and Huiyuan made such an improvement. What are you guys, how dare you be so unscrupulous! "

The four girls glanced at each other and stopped talking. Song Yuanxuan waved his hands and said, "Okay, you can go out now. If there is another time, I won't save you again."

"Thank you son!" The four girls saluted at the same time.

Although they were a little naive, they were not stupid. It was just that they didn't intend to become maids, and they still wanted to go to Huzhou, so after leaving Chunfeng Pavilion, they thought about it and decided to go to Yuanxuanzhuang first.

In the Tianzi No. [-] room, the dishes began to be served at this time.

The dishes on this table are mainly seafood. Song Yuanxuan couldn't tell what kind of steamed fish it was.

There is also a huge Pippi shrimp, which is rare to see such a big one in later generations.

Song Yuanxuan ate a few mouthfuls, only to feel his eyebrows twitch, it was extremely fresh.

"It's really delicious, not inferior to Dong'er's cooking skills." Song Yuanxuan praised.

Lu Qingchen shook his head and said, "Brother Song, it's mainly because the ingredients are good! These ingredients were transported from the seaside of Tengzhou and kept in the freshest state.

It will take two days for this journey, so this fish is worth 100 taels of silver. Making such a dish does not reflect the level of the chef.

Zheng Donger's greatness lies in her ability to bring out the best taste of all the ingredients, not limited to the ingredients, but the chef next to me is a little bit worse, only good at these seafood dishes. "

"One trick, eat all over the world, just be able to cook such a table of dishes. Dong'er should be a bit worse than this person in seafood dishes." Song Yuanxuan responded.

He had never eaten this kind of seafood in his later life.

Farmed Pippi shrimp are hard to come by so big, and the fish is far less tender than this one.

The dishes on this table are very rich, crabs the size of a sea bowl, conch the size of a fist, and green dragons, which makes Song Yuanxuan feel as if he has returned to the past.

After eating, Lin Yuanxuan said with a satisfied face: "Brother Lu, next time you have such ingredients, remember to share some with me."

"I still have some at home. It's already freezing this season, so there's no need to worry about spoiling. I'll send some to Brother Song's Zhuangzi at that time."

Lu Qingchen responded, then smiled and said: "Brother Song, can you write on the fan?"

Song Yuanxuan responded, Lu Qingchen got up and said: "I study ink for Brother Song."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and walked to the desk on one side.

This time, Song Yuanxuan only wrote four words: Young Master Wen Run.

Afterwards, he signed the money and stamped it, and Lu Qingchen nodded in satisfaction.

"Brother, let me take a look." Zhang Qingning came over from the side.

This piece of writing was written directly on the fan, using running script, the brushwork is vigorous and unrestrained.

Zhang Qingning's eyes lit up, he reached out to take the fan and said, "Brother, give me this fan."

Lu Qingchen smiled slightly, grabbed the fan and said, "Don't you want Brother Song's words? Besides, what relationship do you have with Mr. Wen Run?"

"I'm not Mr. Wen Run?" Zhang Qingning straightened up.

Dressed in men's clothes, with a touch of delicacy, he can indeed be regarded as a gentle and gentle man.

Song Yuanxuan glanced at the two of them, and said softly: "Brother Lu, then I will take my leave, and I will invite you back next time."

Zhang Qingning turned to look at him and said, "Hey, please write me another picture."

"Don't you want it?" Song Yuanxuan responded.

Zhang Qingning said loudly: "I use it for decoration!"

"Is the 1 taels of silver ready?" Song Yuanxuan raised his voice.

Zhang Qingning stomped her feet angrily and said, "You still need money to write for me? Do you know how many people want to give me calligraphy and painting, and I don't want it!"

Song Yuanxuan had already walked out of the door, and the voice came softly: "Then you can ask someone else, I have to ask for money here."

Zhang Qingning stomped her feet and said angrily, "Brother, look at this man, he doesn't look like a scholar at all!"

"Is it important to look like? Then do you think I look like a scholar?" Lu Qingchen asked softly.

Zhang Qingning straightened her waist and said, "Of course my brother is a real scholar!"

Lu Qingchen sighed, and said in silence for a moment: "Unfortunately, Huiyuan is not me, but Brother Song!"

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