In order not to make a fool of himself in front of the "Little Fairy Purple" girl, Lin Chuan showed perseverance.
He has one last move, and it's also the least expected.
Although he knew that after using this move, he would probably still be unable to stop Su Xian, he had no choice.
Su Xian only has one classmate and friend, so why not Lin Chuan.
In Leshou County School, Su Xian and Lin Chuan were both outliers and ostracized, probably because they were both too good-looking and were envied by others.
Therefore, if Su Xian cannot be invited to take action in the end, Lin Chuan will have to face the tragedy of "losing face in front of the little fairy Zi" alone.
"One thousand taels of silver!"
Lin Chuan slowly uttered this sentence with a slumped expression on his face, because he was not optimistic about this move.
Although Su Xian liked to "prostitute" him for free, he rarely accepted his money donations.
In Lin Chuan's view, Su Xian was noble and there were very few yellow and white things between them.
However, Su Xian's eyes suddenly lit up, his upper body leaned forward slightly, and asked: "What is a thousand taels?"
Could it be that Lin Chuan, a wealthy man, wanted to spend a thousand taels of silver to invite him to the poetry banquet?
You can have this, it’s great!
Two days ago, Su Xian got a thousand cash dividend from Liu Huixiang, and he was very happy. A thousand cash was only converted into one tael of silver.
Lin Chuan, Liu Huixiang, and Zhang Cuihua all looked stunned.
They all heard the anticipation, eagerness, and deep desire in Su Xian's words.
Lin Chuan stood in front of Su Xian and saw his excited expression and shining eyes.
illusion!
This must be an illusion!
Lin Chuan shook his head, not thinking that Su Xian would agree to his request for the sake of a thousand taels.
But he still explained: "There is a rule in this poetry banquet. Miss Xiao Xian Zi will reward the leader of the poetry banquet with one thousand taels!"
Su Xian's breath froze, and he realized something in his heart.
This thousand taels should be drawn from the "admission fee".
The person who wins the top prize in poetry will not only be the guest of the "Little Fairy Purple" girl, but will also get a thousand taels, which is a combination of wealth and wealth!
This "Xiao Xian Zi" girl is really good at playing. If so, this poetry banquet will probably be full of guests.
"Okay, Brother Lin, I promise you, let's go to this poetry banquet together!"
Su Xian said cheerfully.
Anyway, the girl's secret meeting with the Liao envoy is tomorrow night, so there is no conflict in time.
"Su...Brother Su, are you really..." Lin Chuan was stunned. He didn't expect that the least expected move would actually impress Su Xian, but then he laughed and said, "Okay, haha, I'll wait for Su Xian." Brother, that’s what I said.”
Next door, Liu Huixiang was hiding behind the door, the smile on her pretty face froze.
With her back against the wall and her hands touching the door frame, she looked weak and pitiful, like an abandoned woman.
Mr. Su finally agreed to go to the brothel...
Liu Huixiang's heart was dull and dejected.
At this time, I heard Lin Chuan say again: "If Brother Su can win the title of Poetry, one thousand taels of silver will be yours, and the girl 'Xiao Xian Zi' will be mine. In addition, I will give Brother Su another five hundred taels of silver as a reward." ,how?"
"Okay." Su Xian's voice came, "But five hundred taels is too much, one hundred taels will be enough. It's okay between us brothers, so there's no need to be too polite."
Su Xian only agreed to Lin Chuan because of the thousand taels of silver.
As for Miss Xiaoxian Zi, if he valued this, he should have agreed to Lin Chuan just now.
She was just a dancer, so Su Xian didn't care too much.
"That's okay." Lin Chuan nodded and added, "Even if I fail to win the top prize in poetry, I believe that with Brother Su's poetic talent, I will not be at the bottom and make a fool of myself in front of Miss Xiao Xian Zi... So The hundred taels still belong to Brother Su."
"It's a deal."
"It's a deal."
"..."
After listening to the conversation between the two, Liu Huixiang felt that the gloom in her heart was dispelled again, and the smile on her pretty face reappeared, just like a peach blossom in full bloom.
Although Su Xian still went to the brothel, no matter whether he won the top poetry award or not, he would not have anything to do with the "Little Fairy Purple" girl... This made Liu Huixiang feel much better.
Then, Liu Huixiang saw Su Xian boarding Lin Chuan's carriage and the wheels rolled away.
Zhang Cuihua finally stopped wiping the wooden boards on the stall and went back to the house to close the door.
After entering the house, he saw Liu Huixiang leaning on the door frame with a dazed look on her face, looking at the empty street outside with watery eyes.
"Miss?" Zhang Cuihua looked over carefully with a strange look on her face, holding the other door with one hand and preparing to close it.
"Hmm..." Liu Huixiang came back to her senses, met Zhang Cuihua's probing eyes, and turned sideways unobtrusively.
"Miss, it's time for us to eat."
"..."
After meal.
After bathing and washing, the two masters and servants came to Liu Huixiang's boudoir.
Liu Huixiang sat in front of the dressing table, removing her makeup slowly and gracefully. The bronze mirror reflected Zhang Cuihua, who was sitting at the table and looking at her sideways from time to time, with strange eyes and hesitant to speak.
"Cuihua."
"Miss?"
"I think we should make more stinky tofu."
Liu Huixiang took off a hairpin, and the three thousand black hair tied into a bun slanted down.
Under the illumination of the oil lamp, the oil is smooth and slick, spreading over the knife-like shoulders and the wicker-like waist, like a waterfall, it looks beautiful instantly.
"Miss, although the business of stinky tofu is good, we only have one stall. Even if we make twice as much stinky tofu, we don't know when we can..."
Zhang Cuihua's tone was a little strange, like ridicule, teasing, and narrow-minded.
Liu Huixiang's thin and curved eyebrows moved slightly, and she could hear the strange flavor in Zhang Cuihua's words.
She was at a loss when she heard Zhang Cuihua add: "I don't know when I will... earn a thousand taels!"
Liu Huixiang was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, her pretty face was slightly angry, she lightly stamped her beautiful feet under the dressing table, and scolded in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"My slave made a mistake."
"That's all."
Liu Huixiang continued to remove her makeup, but did not dare to mention doing more stinky tofu.
After a while, Zhang Cuihua suddenly said: "Miss, I actually have an idea to sell more stinky tofu."
"What's the idea?" Liu Huixiang asked quickly, but then pretended to be calm.
"Cooperating with the restaurant is like cooperating with Mingyuelou on soft tofu." Zhang Cuihua said.
Liu Huixiang was stunned. Yes, she hadn't come up with such a simple idea.
The smart Liu Huixiang quickly understood that she was concerned but confused.
But she didn't want Zhang Cuihua to see anything unusual, so while slowly removing her makeup, she praised calmly: "Yes, this is a good method."
"Twenty percent of the net profit from stinky tofu belongs to Mr. Su. We can't make a private decision."
Zhang Cuihua walked towards the dressing table as she spoke, stared at her young lady with burning eyes, and said with a smile: "Miss, we should invite Mr. Su to come over and discuss this matter together."
Liu Huixiang's autumn-like moan suddenly lit up. She was worried that she could not find a suitable reason to invite Su Xian to visit her, but Zhang Cuihua unexpectedly provided one.
She felt happy and her eyes couldn't help but shine.
But suddenly, Liu Huixiang realized that Zhang Cuihua was standing aside, staring at her with bright eyes.
So she slowly calmed down the light in her eyes, nodded calmly and said: "This is as it should be. Cuihua, please invite Mr. Su here tomorrow."
"It's Miss."
Although Zhang Cuihua is relatively straightforward, she is very observant of the people she cares about.
She had been watching for a long time, already noticing all the little expressions and eyes of her young lady.
After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Cuihua finally asked slowly: "Does the young lady like Mr. Su?"
