A poor hero

"Brother Chen Chen, don't compare poems with Shi Haobo. This guy is very good at poetry. He is nicknamed the Saint of Poetry in Xu County in the county school."

Gao Wenbai secretly pulled Chen Chen's clothes and whispered.

"Brother Gao, it's okay, just compare poetry with poetry."

"I'm not ashamed to lose to him. If I beat him, I'll win big. It's worth it."

Chen Chen nodded towards Gao Wenbai and said with a smile.

"My dear brother, Chen Chen, I am willing to give in to you."

Gao Wenbai thought for a moment and admired Chen Chen.

Chen Chen originally didn't want to join in the fun.

But at this point, it's impossible not to join in the fun.

He was not good at writing poetry, and neither was the original owner.

But in the 5000-year history of China, it is not a problem to copy one or two poems that have been passed down through the ages.

So he smiled and said: "Just compare, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you are a puppy? Can you bite people?"

Shi Haobo is also cunning. He knows that he cannot defeat Chen Chen, nor can he defeat Chen Chen by scolding him.

He actually wanted to defeat Chen Chen in his specialty of poetry to restore his reputation.

But he was mistaken. Chen Chen was a man with golden fingers.

"Haha, this kid actually agreed. I thought he was looking for excuses to avoid it?"

"That is, in the county school, who doesn't know that Shi Haobo, the sage of poetry, is the most powerful poet. Even the professor often praises him."

"But this kid is weird. I have never seen this kid before. He said he is a scholar, but he didn't care about his face and said he was not a scholar. He said it in a straight line."

"I'm also optimistic about this guy. I think this guy is a weirdo. He may frustrate Shi Haobo's spirit. He can write two poems. He's extremely proud."

……

The students who were watching saw Chen Chen and Shi Haobo competing in poetry, and they all expressed their opinions.

Two-thirds of them thought that Shi Haobo won, and Chen Chen was trying to hit an egg with an egg and was vulnerable.

The remaining one-third disliked Shi Haobo and hoped that Chen Chen would win to dampen Shi Haobo's spirit.

"Hmph, boy, you dare to compare poems with Hao Bo. I think you are impatient. You really don't know the heights of the world."

Yuan Yinglang completely recovered, no longer in pain.

When he saw that Chen Chen was going to compare poems with Shi Haobo, he laughed in public.

"Haha, Yuan Yinglang, you are not dead yet, you bully even a child, you are really not a human being."

Gao Wenbai laughed and gloated.

Yuan Yinglang gritted his teeth, but did not dare to scold Gao Wenbo back.

He is really a villain, a guy who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

"Yuan Yinglang gives you a chance for revenge. Let's make a bet. I'll buy my friend to win, and you buy your brother to win. Do you dare to take revenge?"

Gao Wenbo said with a smile.

Yuan Yinglang didn't know how to retaliate against Chen Chen and Gao Wenbo, so Gao Wenbo gave him a suggestion.

So he immediately agreed. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's a competition. I don't believe there is anyone in Xu County who can compete with Shi Haobo in poetry competition."

"Don't agree so quickly. We want to win. If we lose, we have to give the other party a tael of silver."

Gao Wenbo took out a piece of silver and waved it in front of Yuan Yinglang.

This is embarrassing for Yuan Yinglang. He only has [-] cents for food this month in his pocket.

This was all he had specially prepared for attending this banquet.

Usually he only has one or two pennies in his pocket.

He suppressed his blush and didn't know how to deal with Gao Wenbai's behavior.

There is no principal if you agree, and you lose face if you don't agree.

"Haha, I don't think you can afford a tael of silver."

"Give you another chance. If you win, you take this silver. If you lose, it will only cost you a month's worth of food."

Gao Wenbo said with a smile.

Gao Wenbai learned so quickly. He immediately put it into practice after hearing what Chen Chen said.

To him, these two taels of silver were just a few meals. If he lost, he would lose. If he won, Yuan Yinglang would have nothing to eat for a month.

"Yinglang, promise him, Haobo will definitely win, and he will definitely win with this tael of silver."

"That's right, why are you afraid of him? If you win him a tael of silver, you don't have to worry about the food expenses for this year."

……

Seeing that Yuan Yinglang was hesitating and had not agreed, people around him began to persuade him.

So he gritted his teeth, took out his food expenses, and said: "Bijibi, if someone gives you money, why don't you take it?"

Yuan Yinglang finally fell for the trap, even though it seemed like a good deal to bet fifty cents for one tael of silver.

But what he didn't expect was that to Gao Wenbo, one tael of silver was just the price of a few meals.

And his fifty cents is his food expenses for a month. If he doesn't have this fifty cents, he will be hungry for a month.

The two of them found a student they trusted each other to do the notarization, and handed over the two taels of silver plus fifty cash to the notary.

"Mr. Chen, I bet you to win. I bet a tael of silver. You must fight for me."

Gao Wenbai smiled and said to Chen Chen.

"What a fight. You are so evil. You set a trap for Young Master Yuan to get through."

Chen Chen pretended, smiled and lightly hit Gao Wenbo.

"Little brat, please tell me clearly, what kind of trap was set?"

Yuan Yinglang had thick veins and walked up to Chen Chen, wanting to ask for details.

Chen Chen said it because he wanted to make him angry, so of course he should explain it clearly to him.

"Haha, one tael of silver is nothing to Mr. Gao."

"And what about the money you took out? At least it's your food expenses for a month! Greedy guy."

Chen Chen spoke straightforwardly.

"Master Yuan, you can regret it. As long as you admit your mistake, I can cancel this bet."

Gao Wenbo said with a mean smile.

"Yinglang, don't listen to him. They will definitely lose. They are blackmailing you."

Shi Haobo grabbed Yuan Yinglang, fearing that Yuan Yinglang would really cancel the bet.

He spoke in Yuan Yinglang's ear again, probably planning something.

After hearing what Shi Haobo said, Yuan Yinglang instantly laughed.

"Gao Wenbo, do you dare to raise the bet? Shi Haobo also used his meal money this month to bet you a tael of silver."

Yuan Yinglang looked proud, as if he had won Gao Wenbo's one tael of silver.

Gao Wenbo hesitated. One tael of silver was nothing, and two taels of silver was nothing.

He was worried that if he accepted this raise at these odds, other students would continue to raise their bets.

There are dozens of students here anyway. If everyone bets, it will cost dozens of taels of silver.

His family is very rich, but it also belongs to his family.

A few dozen taels of silver can buy a small shop in Xu County.

Now he had no idea. He had only just met Chen Chen. He couldn't say he knew him well. He didn't know what Chen Chen's poems were like.

So he looked at Chen Chen, wanting to get Chen Chen's response.

Chen Chen has traveled through time these days and roughly knows the current prices.

1 tael of silver is equal to 1000 Wenqian.

Half a tael of silver can buy a stone of rice.

50文钱赌1两银子换算过来就是50文赔1000文，1比20的赔率实在是太大了。

Since Gao Wenbo regarded him as a friend, Chen Chen was not willing to let Gao Wenbo take such a big risk.

"If you raise, just raise. If you don't dare, I'm afraid of you. Anyone can raise."

"But only Yuan Yinglang has the odds of 1 to 20, and the odds of other people betting are only 1 to 3."

So Chen Chen thought about it and said with a smile.

Chen Chen took out the ingot of silver that the old shopkeeper just gave him, which looked like about five taels.

He smiled and nodded to Gao Wenbo, and handed the silver to the notary.

"Why does Yuan Yinglang have such great odds, but we don't have any."

A student in the crowd asked angrily.

"Why? This is originally a private matter between us and Yuan Yinglang."

Chen Chen said with a smile.

"That's right, if you want to bet, you can only pay 1 to 3, otherwise, don't bet, just watch the excitement."

Gao Wenbai was not willing to let these people place bets, but he said that he was Chen Chen's friend.

Chen Chen, a pauper, took out five taels of silver and lowered his odds.

He also wanted to save face, so he took out an ingot or ten taels of silver from his wallet, handed it to the notary, and accepted other people's bets.

"1 for 3 is 1 for 3. Don't give away the free money."

Shi Haobo took out his wallet, counted the copper coins, and handed them to the notary for registration.

Sure enough, when they saw that there was money to be picked up, these students went crazy, took out their wallets and started betting.