Although all these plans are good, Yang Xu now has less than 500 taels of silver given to the four courtesans including Yan Feixue and others.

This amount of money cannot be bought by the high-end restaurants in Jinyang City.

However, Yang Xu had already had a scheming in his heart. He had no money, but the head of the Jinyang City courtesan sitting in front of him should be a good person who is not short of money.

It was Yang Xu's wishful thinking that Yan Feixue "invests" in the restaurant, and Yan Feixue's almost obsessed love for poetry also gave him a little more confidence.

"Does Miss Yan like silver?"

Yang Xu suddenly asked.

“…”

From poetry to silver, from silver to restaurants, from restaurants to silver, Yan Feixue felt that she could no longer keep up with Yang Xu's pace, and she didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Young Master Yang was joking. How come we don't like silver?"

Yan Feixue chuckled.

Yang Xu said: "Is Miss Yan interested in doing a business with me?"

Yan Feixue's eyes rolled and said with a smile: "Is it the restaurant business you mentioned?"

Yang Xu nodded: "The restaurant business has started and it is very profitable."

Yan Feixue laughed and said, "I have some connections in Jinyang City, including many powerful and famous people. If I want to do restaurant business, I can choose one of them, so why should I cooperate with you?"

When it comes to business, Yan Feixue is as smart as a fox.

Yang Xu pointed his head: "Business is not something that everyone can do... There are many restaurants in Jinyang City, and there are fierce competition with each other, and it is easy to lose money, but if you want to make money, you need to use your brain."

Yan Feixue's eyes circulated and she chuckled, "Are you sure you can make money by opening a restaurant?"

Yang Xu said confidently: "Others may not, but I can!"

Yan Feixue thought for a while, then asked seriously: "What if I work with you and lose money in the end?"

"I will lose money. At worst, I will sacrifice myself and pay you to sleep! After traveling to this world, I have never touched a woman. It is equivalent to a small piece of innocence, which will give you a big advantage!"

Yang Xu could only think about this in his heart, but said in his mouth: "If you lose money... I will write a poem for you! Calculate one hundred taels of silver for a poem, one poem a day, and write it until you pay off your money!"

Yan Feixue smiled and the flowers were trembling: "Do I invest 10,000 taels of silver and write a hundred poems for me after I pay it?"

Many literati often put in a lot of effort to write something that satisfies them, and sometimes they even struggle for a long time with just one word. This shows that the creation of poetry is not easy.

Like the four poems Yang Xu just wrote, each one is the best. It is probably difficult for ordinary scholars to write one in their entire lives.

Yan Feixue felt that even if Yang Xu was talented and had seven steps to become a poem, it would be no easy task to write a poem a day even if it was not as good as the previous four poems.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Miss Yan stops laughing... The headlights are dazzling..."

Yang Xu finally took his eyes back from Yan Feixue's chest, and felt a little fever in his nose, so he hurriedly called to stop.

“What headlights?”

Yan Feixue stopped smiling and asked in confusion.

"Ah... I drove accidentally..."

Yang Xu laughed dryly.

"drive?"

Yan Feixue's face became more confused.

Yang Xu said seriously: "Miss Yan, don't care about this. Let's talk about cooperation? I'll give you the proposal just now. What do you think?"

Yan Feixue sighed: "It's not that I don't want to. I only have one meeting with Mr. Yang, and I don't know each other. If it were Mr. Yang, you... would you feel at ease with me? Besides, although I have little savings, I can't afford ten thousand taels of silver..."

Yang Xu scratched his head and felt that what Yan Feixue said was very reasonable. He was not a person who knew the truth. He suddenly took out ten thousand taels of silver to cooperate with the other party. That was something that a fool could do.

But... without money, your plan cannot be carried out. It has become a luxury to find a way out for the people of Yangjiazhai and to go to a broader world.

Yang Xu sighed, feeling a little discouraged for a moment.

Yan Feixue's eyes rolled and said, "Why... try buying a small restaurant first? I can still spend less money like this. Even if I lose money in the future, I won't feel too distressed..."

Yang Xu said listlessly: "How many can you take out?"

Yan Feixue stretched out a finger: "One thousand taels... This is my entire family..."

Yang Xu thought about it in his heart, and then said, "I can only take out 500 taels at most... for 1,500 taels of silver to buy a better restaurant until it opens... Is there hope?"

Yan Feixue is in a brothel and is the head of the courtesan in Jinyang City. Naturally, there are many people who have met with the three religions and geniuses. When it comes to familiarity with the restaurants in the city, Yang Xu also knows that he is far inferior to that.

Therefore, if the two reach a cooperation intention, then Yan Feixue will discuss the matter of going down to the restaurant, and the success rate will definitely increase much.

Yan Feixue said: "I really don't know whether it will be successful or not. I can only try my best..."

Yang Xu raised his eyebrows: "Then we... will cooperate like this?"

Yan Feixue nodded: "Well, that's it... But can Mr. Yang write another poem for me?"

Yang Xu was stunned.

Yan Feixue smiled and said, "If Mr. Yang writes this poem well enough, then even if our joint business is lost, I will no longer ask Mr. Yang for that one thousand taels of silver. What do you think of Mr. Yang?"

Yang Xu clapped his hands with a "snap": "It's settled!"

As if he was afraid that Yan Feixue would regret it, he strode out of the flower boat and came to the deck outside. After thinking for a moment, he began to write.

Yan Feixue and her maid Xianger followed the deck, stood by the pretty table, her eyes moved with Yang Xu's pen tip, and she silently said in her heart: "When will the bright moon come..."

As they were reciting, the faces of the two women changed several times, but in the end they seemed to be crazy.

After Yang Xu finished writing a poem, he threw the pen aside and jumped onto the river bank.

"It's getting late, and I'm going back to the village! Miss Yan, I will leave my 400 taels of silver here. The remaining 100 taels will be presented to you another day and will be used as the capital for the restaurant to be opened in the future. In a few days, I will ask someone to ask about Miss Yan's news!"

As he said hello to Yang Fugui, he left straight away.

After walking a distance, Yang Xu discovered that there was one more person beside Yang Fugui.

"Sister Yang...Sister Jing?"

Yang Xu recognized that man as Yang Jing from the village. This girl is not inferior to a man in her martial arts. It is said that she is also good at kung fu.

Yang Jing nodded at Yang Xu and said lightly: "The master of the village asked me to come over to protect you."

Yang Xu smiled bitterly when he heard this, thinking that Yang Hongyu's long-legged girl is really good. He actually treats me as a scholar with no power to tie a chicken?

In another world, I have fought and fought, right? I am definitely not a weak guy fighting the five scumbags!

But thinking about Yang Hongyu's kindness, Yang Xu had to thank Yang Jing politely.

Not long after, Yang Xu and the other two met with Yang Hongyu, Yang Xing and others at the agreed location, and then left Jinyang City and prepared to return to Yangjiazhai.

And just before Yang Xu left the flower boat, Yan Feixue took the poem he left before leaving, silent for a long time, looking insane.

"I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles apart... This Yang Xu can write such a good poem with both emotions and charm and a magnificent realm. He is really a peerless genius who is hard to see in the ages! It's a pity that I, Beihu, do not have such a person..."

It took a long time before Yan Feixue sighed softly, and what she recalled in her mind was still the song "The Water Music".

"Miss, is this word Yang Gongzi... better than the few poems he wrote just now?"

Xiang'er's appreciation ability is much worse than her own sister. The lady said it was good, and she thought it was excellent.

Yan Feixue sighed: "Not only about calligraphy, just relying on this lyrics, Mr. Yang can be called the number one in the world. The lyrics of the moon arena are released. Since the first song of Mr. Yang's water tune, all the other lyrics have been abandoned!"
Chapter completed!