The owner of the Boyang Chess Club could not be seen, but the affairs of the Three Yuan Competition Poetry Club were found out.
You must buy tea, and it must be at the front.
Of course, it's not important to have a talented woman like Fu. The main thing is to go there and experience the style of a scholar and poet.
I spent a lot of money to buy a seat in the third row at the Boyang Chess Club, which is quite forward.
There were actually seats in the first row. The price was a drop in the bucket for Chen Ze, but he didn't buy it just to be on the safe side.
First, I was afraid that people would mistakenly think that I was also a literati who came to participate in the poetry meeting, and I would be asked to compose a poem.
Chen Ze doesn’t want to make this conspicuous bag.
Secondly, I was afraid that Li Qin would also come over to participate in the poetry meeting. It would be troublesome if he recognized him.
The past two days of waiting for the poetry meeting were uneventful. Although the officials checked frequently, one look at the posture showed that he was just pretending to give an explanation to Li Qin.
Those officials probably didn't take it seriously either.
How big is Qingzhou City!
Looking for someone based on a portrait is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
It's a thankless job, so it's strange that the people below don't fish in troubled waters.
Chen Ze followed Li Yuankang and wandered around Qingzhou City. There were many delicacies and a wide variety of dishes, but they were all supported by the taste of the ingredients themselves, and the layering of taste was just that.
After all, there are only so many condiments in ancient times, and the MSG that improves freshness has not yet been released.
There is some sugar, but most of it is coarse sugar, which is expensive and not tasty.
Anyway, from Chen Ze's point of view, there are opportunities to make money everywhere in Dachu, but there is no one available to help with the business.
If you are alone, sooner or later your mind and body will become haggard and you will die young!
The people in the palace are not suitable for business. They have no brains and do not understand the operation of the market.
So Chen Ze, the owner of Boyang Chess Club, is quite interested.
Unknowingly, it was the day of the Sanyuan Poetry Competition. Early in the morning, Chen Ze took Li Yuankang towards the Sunset Pavilion.
Along the way there were all kinds of people dressed up as literati and elegant people, and they were talking about all kinds of things.
Of course, there are many ordinary people who used to join in the fun.
"Master, this Three Yuan Poetry Competition is a grand event. If you come out on top in this poetry competition, then..."
"Wait, wait..." Chen Ze frowned: "How many times have I told you, we were here to be a crowd, not to participate in the competition!"
"Young Master, you are obviously very talented and knowledgeable..." Li Yuankang said in a low voice: "You said before that the mountains and rivers are broken by the wind and the catkins are fluttering, and the rain and rain hit the ground by the ups and downs of life. I think it is really powerful, even though I am a student. Young Master, but I can still feel the tragic meaning in your poem."
Chen Ze shrugged. After all, he came out of nine-year compulsory education. He graduated from a second college and had some basic skills. Sometimes he just blurted out ancient poems.
What's more, those who work in sales can't just open their mouths and just say shit.
You have to pretend!
"That's just one sentence. I can't do anything else." Chen Ze said helplessly: "I can hold back six words in seven days. That's my level, Master. Don't rely on it. Master, I won't join in the fun."
While he was talking, he followed the large army to the north of the city, and a bunch of carriages came. After passing a forest, they saw the so-called Sunset Pavilion.
In fact, it is just a small pavilion, but tables, chairs and benches have been placed around it, and pastries and tea have been placed. Those who buy tea can take a seat with a wooden sign.
It was really lively. There was still an hour until the poetry meeting started. Now it was already crowded with people, including many children, playing and playing on the roadside.
Chen Ze and Li Yuankang found their seats, listening to the discussions around them and feeling bored.
We are not in the same circle, so we can't talk together.
"Master, it's still early, let's eat some cakes!"
Li Yuankang hurriedly handed over a pastry. As soon as Chen Ze took it, he heard an impatient voice.
"Little beggar, get out of here!"
"Go! Go! Go!"
"Where's the person in charge? Why don't you drive him away quickly!"
When Chen Ze glanced at it, he saw a five or six-year-old child in ragged clothes walking between the tables and chairs. As soon as he passed by Chen Ze, Chen Ze's quick eyes and quick hands caught the child.
"I was wrong, I was wrong!" The child thought he was going to be beaten and was so frightened that he almost cried, but in the next second, Chen Ze stuffed cakes into his mouth.
"Is it delicious?"
The child was a little dazed and nodded subconsciously.
Chen Ze grinned and handed the pastry plate on the table to the child: "Take it and eat it!"
The child froze on the spot for a moment, neither picking up nor picking up.
"Just take it!" Chen Zeyile said, "However, this is not a charity, but a treat from my brother. If you are able in the future, you have to treat me to a cake! Reciprocity is the way to go!"
"good!"
The child responded, wiped his hands and quickly took the plate. Someone was about to greet him. Chen Ze pointed at the person and said, "This is my guest. Why are you greeting me? No one is allowed to touch his pastries. He Will walk on his own."
"Go!"
Chen Ze smiled and waved his hand, and then the child took the plate and left.
Do one good deed every day, and your merit will increase by one!
After the child left, Li Yuankang said: "Master..."
"Stop it, don't send me the good guy card!" Chen Ze stopped him: "I won't accept any moral kidnapping!"
Li Yuankang laughed dryly and said nothing.
It's not about looking down on the suffering in the world, it's just about helping if you can.
An hour is not long at all. Chen Ze and Li Yuankang passed by without saying a word. What was depressing was that Li Qin really came and even sat in the front row. In order to participate in the poetry meeting, he even He even dressed up as a scholar, and looked like he was planning to participate in a poetry competition.
Chen Ze secretly said from behind: "It's just that stupid, and I can't write a shitty poem. Haha, a toad jumped off a cliff..."
Li Yuankang was stunned: "Master, what's the explanation?"
"I want to pretend to be Batman!"
"Batman? Who is Batman? Master, why haven't I heard of him?"
"I'm not from the same dimension as you. It's normal if you haven't heard of it. Be quiet, be quiet, someone is here!"
At this moment, Chen Ze saw a young man in his twenties coming into the pavilion. He cupped his hands in all directions and said, "Welcome to all of you to participate in the Sanyuan Poetry Competition this time. I am one of the organizers of this poetry competition." One Qin Boyang."
"Master, it seems he is the owner of Boyang Chess Club."
Chen Ze nodded slightly, and after listening to Qin Boyang's introduction to the poetry competition of the three academies, he said: "The next step is to ask Mrs. Lin to win the prize for our poetry competition!"
The crowd was talking a lot, and Chen Ze suddenly realized that this Mrs. Lin must be the talented woman Fu, and quickly looked around.
No one saw me, but I could only hear a voice coming from the carriage behind the pavilion: "My late husband has not yet rested in peace. I apologize that I cannot show my face to others. Please bear with me."
Chen Ze's eyes widened. He spent so much money and didn't even see anyone, just listen to him! ?
Damn it! Isn’t this fucking telecommunications fraud? ?
Qin Boyang, you are a beast!
