Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Lu Ci's sign came out, and before the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed on the temporary small wooden table, a group of people who had been secretly watching him since he just got up surrounded him.

The first person who came in saw that his table was still empty, and he couldn't see half of the goods, so he couldn't help asking: "What is Lu Lang planning to sell?"

Lu Ci smiled: "The clumsy pen doesn't leave any marks, it only needs [-] essays. Is Mr. Huang interested in writing one?"

Mr. Huang quickly waved his hand, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "I am illiterate, no matter how good Lu Lang's writing is, I can't understand it, how can it be ruined?"

Before Lu Ci could say a few more words to solicit business, he suddenly remembered something, hurriedly said 'wait a while', then turned around, and nimbly got out of the crowd.

After all, there are only a small number of people who don't know the words on the signboard, especially those tourists who already know Lu Ci, or who have paid attention to him for a long time because of his outstanding appearance, immediately fill in the vacant space vacated by Mr. Huang, and wait for Lu Ci with a smile. Give them an essay.

As for those tourists who didn't recognize Lu Ci, seeing that the stall was clearly empty but the queue was quite long, they couldn't help but became curious and crowded around.

While asking in low voices, they naturally lined up at the end of the queue, wanting to see what is so special about this stall owner.

Mr. Huang went back quickly, grabbed two small benches with each hand, and placed them on the side of Lu Ci's booth, asking him to put some sundries, so that he could sit and rest for a while when he had nothing to do.

Watching this line getting longer and louder, and gradually attracting the attention of almost everyone in the market...

Lu Ci, who originally thought that he would just bring Zhu Shuo to the lively bazaar to have fun, at most had the opportunity to write a few practice articles, was already froze, almost unable to laugh.

There is nothing wrong with this momentum.

If Zhu said that there were a lot of people in front of the stall, Lu Ci took it for granted, and he deserved the name.

Why is it that his place is so lively right now?

Where did so many tourists come from, and they are so interested in asking him to write articles?

Zhu said the stall was not coldly received.Especially those who saw that the line was too long and were too lazy to wait too long, seeing a handsome young man with a handsome face and a slightly nervous expression standing beside this rare handsome man, they leaned over.

Soon, Zhu Shuo, who was only watching the fun, became busy.

In the eyes of the onlookers, only [-] Wen and a poem are not expensive at all - just save a few snacks and you will have money.

For such a pleasing gentleman, his amazing handwriting is already very rare.

As for the quality of Fu, it is secondary in their eyes.

Lu Ci soon had no time to wonder if the guests surrounding him were just nurses hired by acquaintances, and became too busy.

Fortunately, he didn't expect so many guests before he came, so he didn't prepare much paper and ink, and these were all in front of others.Once exhausted, he can politely refuse customers openly and express regret.

Just as Lu Ci calculated, the paper he was carrying would run out after only No. 15 guests.

However, before Lu Ci opened his mouth to apologize, a keen-eyed queue member noticed this and hurriedly yelled, "We're running out of paper! I remember there are a few stalls near the city gate, get some!"

After a while, someone quickly came back with a stack of papers.

Lu Ci: "..."

What made him laugh and cry was that he didn't need to pay half a penny for such a big stack that made him want to shout for help.

Who asked the stall owner to say, just ask Lu Langjun to mention that it is the paper made by Jiyuanwaishu shop in the west of the city when someone asks about it.

With such a wealthy sponsor leading the way, followers soon followed.

So after a cup of tea, Lu Ci's stall welcomed ink deliverers, cardboard deliverers, brush washers, and even ornaments...

These small vendors have been coveting Lu Ci's visitors for a long time, even if the bored customers are willing to pick it up and look at it, it's better than being left out all the time.

Facing the endless stream of good intentions, even if Lu Ci wanted to close the stall, he would not be able to open his mouth for a while.

He could only continue to hold on to his smile, and continued helplessly.

Gradually, Lu Ci realized that among the people waiting quietly in front of his stall, there were obviously more young ladies who were shyly dressed with round fans and dressed nicely.

Especially when compared with Zhu Shuoqian, who obviously had more adult men, it was even more obvious.

Lu Ci smiled wryly in his heart, but it can be regarded as aftertaste.

These beauty, it is clear that the ulterior motives are not drinking!

"May I ask what the little lady wants to do?"

Lu Ci sighed secretly, while thinking about the way to get out, while lowering his head and grinding quickly, he asked routinely.

The little lady covered half of her small face with a round fan reservedly. After hearing that Lu Ci's voice was really as pleasant as imagined, she couldn't help but frowned, and instead of answering in a hurry, she mischievously asked her close friend who accompanied her. Blinked.

Lu Ci didn't hear her answer, but heard a few clear and delicate smiles, and couldn't help but raised his eyes, facing a pair of almond eyes that were clearly shy and timid, but boldly staring at him.

Lu Ci knew it in his heart, and with a polite and decent smile on his face, he reminded: "If you haven't made up your mind yet, don't worry, you might as well go to the backyard of the temple first before coming back."

Being looked at seriously by such a pair of beautiful eyes, she felt her chest and heart beating non-stop, and her cheeks covered by the round fan were even hotter than burning.

If it wasn't for being lightly squeezed by her best friend to revive her soul, she wouldn't be able to hear what he just said at all.

Of course, she couldn't follow Lu Ci's suggestion and really go to the backyard for a walk - the spring scenery really has a special charm, but when she returns to this long queue, it may be too late.

Fearing that Lu Ci would urge her again, she tried hard to think about it, and boldly replied: "Take me as the question, what do you think is good?"

Lu Ci smiled: "Young lady, just tell me the problem. As for whether I can do it, and whether I can satisfy the little lady, it depends on me."

Before she could make any further additions, Lu Ci had already picked up the pen resolutely, and after a moment of pondering, he walked around with the pen in a graceful and unrestrained manner.

It is a song "Linjiang Immortal": "People share the towers, and the small waists are leisurely in the spring. Thousands of mountains are more pleasant and less returnable. After the flower god Hu Yue, the beauties will be recruited. Lock Chu towers with spring water and green. Bright makeup The wind in the wild shop is beautiful, the clouds are blooming, and it is pleasant to go to Mizhou. When there is a letter in the mountains, the begonias are not cloudy."

"I hope the little lady is satisfied."

The spring breeze blew slightly, and the ink marks dried. Lu Ci leaned over slightly, picked up the paper, flicked it gracefully, and handed it to the other party: "Please have a look."

She took it in a daze, put away the thirty papers after being reminded by her best friend, and wanted to hurry up and say a few more words, but Biyu, who had the same thoughts as her, hurriedly urged: "Ruo Mo Before it’s finished, there’s a horizontal bar on the side to put it on, so please let it go.”

She could only step aside with a girlish mind full of the future, staring at the ink stains on it in a daze.

Lu Ci took a cursory look behind him, and there were all young girls with exquisite makeup who were staring at him shyly, his brows couldn't help but twitch.

Compared with the frequent headaches caused by dealing with Jiaojiao, his sore wrist is nothing.

Those who finish this one will have to find a reason to retreat no matter what.

Xu Shi could see what Lu Ci was thinking when he smiled. This girl was unreserved from the beginning, and she boldly threw out words that made him feel a little bit hard to resist: "I am a beautiful woman who has never been married."

She saw the failure of the person in front of her, so she had no reservations when she attacked.

Otherwise, if she really misses such a man who suits her wishes, who can compensate her?

Before Lu Ci could speak, the girls behind her were already chattering, as if a pot had exploded.

Lu Ci had no interest in her, so naturally he would not reply with a symmetrical 'I am also a son who never married', but sighed, and said helplessly: "This title is ingenious, and my little lady asked me to use it to write lyrics, it really stumps me gone."

Before the other party could speak, Lu Ci turned his eyes away, and took out fifteen cash from the small cloth bag where the money was placed: "As promised to stop ink and send fifteen cash, please accept it, my lady."

He made such a fuss, but tactfully expressed his intention to refuse, so that the girl who had summoned up all her courage at that moment just now had no choice but to accept Fifteen Wen in frustration, covered her face and withdrew from the queue.

Without waiting for the next one to come up, Lu Ci apologized to the rest of the waiting crowd on the grounds of 'discomfort in the wrist', and then successfully put away the troublesome stall.

The few Jiaojiao who had been lingering in front of him unwillingly for a long time finally gave up and left. Lu Ci untied the water bag from the saddle of the donkey with a sigh of relief, took a few sips in a hurry, took another one, and returned it to the donkey. Zhu said send it.

Unlike the obviously abnormal number of customers in front of Lu Ci's stall, Zhu said that the Wenshen stall has been very stable.

Except for the first batch of customers who were attracted by Lu Ci at the beginning, the latter ones were purely recommended by customers who liked the quality of his poems, or the onlookers who watched him asked for it.

Zhu said that he concentrated on writing the lyrics, and only realized that Lu Ci had closed the stall when the water bag was handed to him.

Seeing that the flow of passengers gradually thinned out as it was getting closer to noon, and they all went to the food stall, Zhu said that he also made the decision to close the stall.

The two counted their harvest in the morning, excluding the cost of pen, ink, paper and inkstone and renting a donkey, Zhu said that he had earned back all the money he had spent on buying books as soon as possible.

What Lu Ci said was even more exaggerated, twice as much as what Zhu said.

Zhu said he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "As expected of Brother Lu."

Lu Ci said helplessly: "You are learning based on your true talents, what am I?"

It didn't take long to watch the excitement, but it became the excitement of being watched.

Zhu said with a smile: "Brother Lu, don't underestimate yourself. From my point of view, your words are all pleasing. I'm afraid that the male customers will feel uncomfortable seeing more enthusiastic female customers in the queue. Fang chooses to wait and see, and never It's not because your poems are not good."

Lu Ci appreciated it and said, "Thank you for your relief. No matter what kind of blessing it is, it is such a small fortune. If you don't mind the trouble, you can go to the food court with me and bring a portion of Liquan to my mother. Temple's famous vegetarian meal. As a reward, I will buy those Liu Daosheng who have been coveted by you for a long time."

Zhu said reflexively: "Brother Lu's memory is wrong, it's clearly the king's way of life is better—"

Before he finished speaking, he met Lu Ci's eyes full of smiles, and couldn't help feeling ashamed: "Brother Lu!"

Lu Ci laughed out loud.

After laughing enough, he did not chase after the thin-skinned Zhu said to tease, but led the donkey with one hand, and led the people to the bustling food market with the other.

Next, no matter whether it was Wang Dao Sheng Jian or Wu Wu Roasted Pig, I bought a small portion of each and gave Zhu Shuo a taste.

The author has something to say: I just realized today that I accidentally miscalculated Fan Zhongyan's age... When I first noticed it, I wanted to die.

It would be too troublesome to change it now TT Please accept my private setting of Fan Zhongyan who is only 12 years old at this time if you haven’t noticed.

Notes:

1. Female Courtship

Song storybook "Naofan Lou Passionate Zhou Shengxian": There is a girl in Tokyo named Zhou Shengxian, who happened to meet her sweetheart Fan Erlang in a teahouse one day, and the two "looked at each other, each with love for each other" .Zhou Shengxian thought to himself: "If I marry a child like this, it will be good! I missed it in person today, where can I come to ask for it?" So he took the initiative to reveal to his sweetheart: "I am a girl who has never married." It can be said that it is bold Mowgli.

2. blind date

Forgot to comment in the last chapter.The Song Dynasty also had blind dates.The matchmaker said that after the marriage, "the man's family will choose a day to prepare wine and present it to the woman's family, or borrow a garden or a boat on the lake, and the two parents will meet each other, which is called a 'blind date'. If they like it, the man will insert a gold hairpin for the woman. ; If the match is not right, the man will send two bolts of colorful satin to express his apology.