When she saw Yan Feixue again, Yang Xu found that this woman had a little more charm, as if her charm had grown over time.

"Mr. Yang hasn't come to see me for so long. Is it because I have had a few beautiful beauties around me recently and I have disdained me?"

After Yan Feixue saw Yang Xu, she said Youyou, as if a resentful woman in the deep boudoir was complaining about her husband who had changed his heart.

Yang Xu knew that this woman was teasing her in this way again, and laughed: "A woman like Miss Yan, who is so beautiful and unparalleled, will probably be unforgettable to any man when he meets her! But she has been busy with affairs recently, and Miss Yan has never invited her, so we have fewer opportunities to meet."

Yan Feixue said: "I heard that you have disappeared for a while recently, but I don't know what you are busy with?"

Yang Xu said: "Are you busy with restaurants? During this period, I have visited the surrounding cities to see which sections are suitable for opening Yang Family Restaurant."

Yan Feixue narrowed her eyes and asked, "Really?"

Yang Xu said seriously: "Really!"

Yan Feixue said: "Okay, I believe you... I'm going to invite you this time, but there's nothing wrong with it. I just want to ask you if there are any new poems coming out recently."

Yang Xu sighed with disappointment: "I thought you wanted to see me because I miss me, but it turned out to be just for poetry... Is it not as important as a poem in your heart? I am sad... sad..."

Yan Feixue's beautiful eyes circulated and she laughed and said, "Are you already a beautiful village leader and a pretty little maid by your side? Look, is this good? If you drive them away, I will follow you immediately..."

Yang Xu was stunned for a moment, then smiled dryly, "They have saved me. Isn't it ungrateful to drive them away? No...no..."

Yan Feixue sneered: "Since you can't do it, don't say anything to tease me anymore. You men, eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, will not have a good thing!"

Yang Xu said seriously: "We two, I'm not married, you're not married, it's nothing to tease me? You can also come and tease me as much as you like, maybe I'll be moved?"

Yan Feixue snorted and looked directly at Fang Bai: "You are just a verbal person! If I ask you to stay tonight, will you dare?"

Yang Xu slapped the table with a "slap" and suddenly stood up: "What's there to dare?"

He paused, sat down slowly, and sighed, "But the forced melon is not sweet. I don't want to force you to do things you don't want to."

Yan Feixue said: "What if I was willing?"

Yang Xu shook his head and said, "No! You are not! You are just testing me!"

Yan Feixue rolled her eyes and said angrily: "You guy, I think you are just thief-hearted but not brave!"

Yang Xu didn't want to continue on this issue, so he waved his hand and said, "I want poetry, right? The old rules, exchange for silver! Well, one thousand taels per poem!"

Yan Feixue stared at him with wide eyes: "Isn't it a hundred taels before?"

"It was the past, it was the present!"

Yang Xu pointed to the tip of his nose and said with a thick face: "I am now considered famous as the capital of the emperor? Isn't the poem I wrote worth a thousand taels of silver? Do you believe it or not? I will write a poem and take it out now, and some people are willing to buy it!"

Seeing that he looked like he was a lustful, Yan Feixue was reluctant to beat him up and spat, saying, "Silver! Silver! You know silver! You will lose all the face of a literati!"

Yang Xu said with confidence: "Literature is also human beings, and they also have to eat! If you don't have money, why should you buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones? What kind of banquet should you use to entertain guests? How can you still feel about creating poetry? Sister, please be more realistic, okay?"

"What did you call me?"

Yan Feixue was so angry that she clenched her teeth and stared at Yang Xu fiercely.

What a beautiful woman cares most about is her appearance and age. Yan Feixue is not as old as Yang Xu, but she is called "big sister" by Yang Xu. No wonder she is angry.

Yang Xu said: "I am sixteen this year, you are eighteen years old. Is it wrong for me to call you "Big sister?"

Yan Feixue was stunned. After reacting, she burst out laughing and said, "You... you are not a straight person, you are so slick! How can you be as talented as you in the world?"

Yang Xu said: "Forget it, for the sake of our friends, I will give you a 20% discount! You get 800 taels and I will give you a poem!"

Yan Feixue said: "Eight hundred is eight hundred! But I agreed that it is not a good poem, I don't want it!"

Yang Xu snapped his fingers: "Document!"

With a pot of sake and a few side dishes, Yang Xu and Yan Feixue seemed to be back at Meixianglou in Jinyang City. They talked about poetry and lyrics, played the piano and sang songs, talked and laughed, and forgot about you and me.

An hour later, Yang Xu left halfway, Yan Feixue stayed in the room, quietly watching the poem Magpie Bridge Fairy written before Yang Xu left, with a complex expression in his eyes.

"...As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world... If the love between the two is long, how can they be together day and night..."

She opened her cherry lips lightly and recited these two sentences over and over again. She gradually became obsessed with her heart, just thinking: "What does he mean by writing this poem to me? Could it be that he...he..."

She didn't dare to continue thinking about it anymore. She was so dignified that her noble face was a little hot at this time, and her eyes were full of charm. If Yang Xu were here, she would have been stunned.

"This guy, a poem sold me eight hundred taels of silver, and I am a complete fan of money!"

Thinking of the scene where Yang Xu reached out to ask for money from him before leaving, a ray of tenderness that arose in Yan Feixue's heart disappeared, and his hatred made her teeth itch.

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"Others go to brothels to drink and spend money, but the gentleman can make money when he goes to drink! The gentleman is mighty!"

On the way back from Yihongyuan, Yang Fugui was carrying 800 taels of silver in his hand, and the honorable way.

Yang Dazhi said: "The key is to earn money from Yan Feixue. Who in this world has this ability except for the gentleman?"

Yang Fugui scratched his head, looked at Yang Xu, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

"If you have a fart, just let it go!"

Yang Xu raised his leg and kicked Yang Fugui on the butt.

In this world, there are only three or four people who dare to kick Yang Fugui like this, and in addition to Yang Xu.

Yang Xu was only so brave to be so arrogant to Yang Fugui after learning the magical and practicing with his great-grandfather. After all, even if Yang Fugui wants to catch him and take revenge, it is already difficult to do it.

Of course, Yang Xu is now like a god in Yang Fugui's heart. He was kicked and beaten by Yang Xu, but instead felt that this was a kind of honor. How could he get angry?

He touched the butt that was kicked by Yang Xu, smiled silly, and said, "Sir, when I was in Jinyang City, I had something to ask you: Can you really earn so much money when you wrote a poem for that girl Yan in a brothel?"

"Or what do you think?"

Yang Xu hummed.

Yang Fugui said: "I thought... I thought... I thought that Miss Yan would give Mr. Yan so much money to him..."

"Damn!"

Yang Xu stared at Yang Fugui with wide eyes, wondering if this stupid big man's brain circuit is different from that of a normal person, how could he have such a strange idea?

I went to talk about poetry with Yan Feixue, but he thought I was going to be a duck?

I am a talented and talented man with a literary talent, and a little god of wealth. When I stand on the street, I just yell. I wonder how many people will automatically send money to me. Is it necessary to make money by being a duck?

Mom, I can't bear it!

Yang Xu kicked Yang Fugui a few more times, but after a few kicks, he gave up.

The muscles on Yang Fugui's body were like iron bumps, and his feet hurt when he kicked them...
Chapter completed!