With crackling sounds, Tang Yi and Wu Tiancheng held the red silk together, and gently pulled it out, revealing a striking plaque: Changwen Paper Shop.

The four big characters are powerful and are Wei Liangfu's writing. To put it bluntly, these four words alone are enough to attract countless people. Although they are masters and apprentices, Old Man Wei is not willing to help Tang Yi write. Tang Yi is a tyrant businessman and can even squeeze out oil and water in the Tianfei Palace. When doing business, wouldn't he even squeeze out bone marrow oil? Tang Yi can hand over the shopkeeper's shopkeeper to Wu Tiancheng and hide behind the scenes. But if Wei Liangfu's name is hung outside, it will be a swearing to the old man, and he will not be able to stand it!

Tang Yi was sweating like a waterfall, and the divine beast in his heart roared by.

"Master, are you so greedy for money and profit in your eyes? You are even more resentful than Dou E!"

Wei Liangfu didn't care about Tang Yi's performance at all, and shook his head like a rattle.

"Okay, mentor, I swear to you that if my paper shop cheats a poor scholar, I will automatically sweep the floor and not be your student!"

"really?"

"Take it seriously!" Tang Yi said firmly.

"What are you waiting for? Go and get paper and pen!" Wei Liangfu cursed with a smile.

Standing in front of the paper shop, the layout inside could be clearly seen through the wide windows, and Wei Liangfu couldn't help but nodded with a smile.

"It's better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. Paper shops are decorated with bamboo everywhere, elegant, very elegant!"

"Haha, my teacher, I will praise you for your old age. Should I give you a pair of couplets?" Tang Yi said with a smile when he took advantage of the situation.

Wei Liangfu nodded happily and said with a smile: "Then I will be ugly!"

Wu Tiancheng had already run inside and took out the paper and pen on the table. Wei Liangfu thought about it and wrote it.

The store opened, and it had attracted a group of people watching the fun. I heard that Mr. Wei was here and he wanted to write inscriptions. Everyone stretched their necks and looked at them with eager eyes.

The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and a couplet is quickly written. Tang Yi couldn't help but recite it: "Only art and literature are the main business, and he also spreads his elegant name to paper and pen!"

"Okay! Tiancheng, why don't you wait for my mentor to come in quickly."

Wu Tiancheng supported Wei Liangfu and walked inside, while Cao Dazhang and Wang Shimao were both following behind and were about to go in. However, Tang Yi stretched out his hand and stopped them all.

"Brother Yicheng, my master has left Mobao. Isn't it wrong if you go in like this?"

"Okay, Tang Yi, you really don't suffer any losses!" Cao Dazhang also came to his mood and said with a smile: "I can't compete with Mr. Wei, just look at him for a shame."

As he said that, Cao Dazhang thought for a while, he wrote: "Looking at the store, there are four treasures of the study; he is elegant and has a wide range of scholars from the sea of ​​knowledge!"

"Okay, besides good, it's good!" Cao Dazhang walked in with his head held high, leaving only Wang Shimao. He blinked and smiled and said, "Cousin, we are relatives, so I'll spare me!"

Tang Yi's face sank and said bluntly: "Today there are only customers and no relatives. Cousin, if you can't write it out, there is nothing. I won't laugh at you!"

Wang Shimao was furious and said angrily: "I, Wang Jingmei, have been studying hard for ten years. Do you really think I can't write it?"

After pondering for a while, Wang Shimao's eyes lit up, and he immediately used his pen to fly, writing: "Ancient paper hard yellow is placed on Jin's post, and new paper is recorded in Tang Xin."

After writing, he shook his pen and said proudly: "How is it, can I go in this time?"

All three of them left couplets. Wei Liangfu was a retired official and a famous scholar in the world. Even Cao Dazhang and Wang Shimao will be awarded the Jinshi in the future and become scholars. Tang Yi was so happy that he could get the original works of three people in a paper shop. He smiled and said, "How dare you stop me!"

Tang Yi smiled and bowed his hand to the guest who rushed over, saying, "Welcome to the guests, everyone is welcome."

Just as he was about to walk inside, he suddenly stopped him with his arms. The person who took action was Wang Shimao. He looked at him with a smile. Tang Yi couldn't help but wail. The news came too quickly in his life!

"Cousin, what do you mean?

Wang Shimao grinned and said, "Cousin, everyone has left their words, you can't stop writing, right?" His voice was loud, and those who watched the fun could hear it clearly, and immediately followed suit.

"Yes, Tong Tong, I've heard of your name for a long time. Write one!"

"Yes, let's see and open our eyes!"

More and more people were making excuses, and some people shouted: "Don't you know how to write about Tong Tong?"

"ball!"

Tang Yi snorted and shouted: "Bi Mo serves!"

The paper was laid out and the pen was full. When he talked about paper, the first thing he thought of was the idiom that paper was expensive in Luoyang, so he simply used this to write it.

"The silver swan is white and the three capitals are precious, and the ink is dyed with crows and green are strange!"

The words are good, the meaning is better. Wang Shimao immediately slapped, and everyone who watched the fun was cheering. The four such outstanding couplets and a small paper shop are so lucky, it is really curious.

Wu Tiancheng happily put away the couplets. A few years later, three of the four people who wrote the inscriptions were ranked first-ranked, and they were ranked first in the cabinet. Even Wu Tian, ​​who was trying to take action, held one. Later, whenever a child entered school, his parents would spare no expense to buy a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the Changwen Paper Store. For nothing else, they would have to be rich!

Less gossip, many customers who had been curious about it had long been as curious as Tang Yi entered the paper shop. Everyone was attracted by the huge shelves, filled with various pens, inks and paper. Unlike other shops placed on the counter, all of them are placed on the surface, making everyone within reach.

When everyone looked at the labels on the shelves, they couldn't help but sucked in the air!

Cheap, really cheap!

A regular paper with only two cents of silver is at least 30% cheaper than other stores. Some people have noticed that there are some crooked cut and damaged papers near the store door. There is no problem with using it to practice calligraphy and painting. You can buy a large roll for just ten cents.

Paper is so cheap, maybe something else is expensive?

With questions, I looked at the other shelves, fifteen cents per brush, five cents per inkstone, and five cents per inkstone, and five cents per inks...

After reading everything, it’s just two words: Cheap!

It's cheaper than cabbage!

Many families cannot afford to study, and the expenses of pen, ink, paper and inkstone are astronomical, but the current prices are more than 30% cheaper, and some are even half cheaper, which is simply a big gift for vomiting blood, and I can’t believe it.

"Shopkeeper, do you really sell it at this price?" asked a young scholar.

Wu Tiancheng hurried over and nodded and said, "I don't know anything about this young man. The first month of opening is this price. Will you go any further? When the supply source is properly contacted, it will be cheaper!"

“Will it be cheaper?”

Everyone was completely dizzy, but no matter what, the price was just right!

Some people have already started to choose paper. At this moment, a melodious music suddenly came, floating, not really heard, but it was like a small hand, constantly stimulating the heartstrings and the soul floated.

"Shopkeeper, what's going on with this music?"

"Oh, my guest, we arranged a garden to talk about literature and poetry in the backyard."

"Oh?" Someone suddenly became interested and asked, "Is there anyone playing music?"

Wu Tiancheng smiled and said, "It's Liuying, everyone, she wants to play a new song on the horn."

When I heard the four words "Liuying, Master Liuying", it was like having chicken blood, rolled up my sleeves, and was about to rush inside. Two young men turned out at the door, and Zhu Shan and Zhu Hai blocked their way.

"Hey, why don't you let us in?"

"Yes, we have to listen, um, we have to talk about poetry and essays!"

Wu Tiancheng hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, all the guests, the backyard is small and cannot accommodate so many people."

"Hmph, then you said, how can you go in and listen?"

"The first is to recommend it by those who have obtained membership. As long as they are recognized talents, they can become members and go in and out at will. As for the second thing, they have to spend money, two taels of silver at a time. Now it is a 50% discount for guests. "

Wow!

Everyone widened their eyes, why don’t you rob money? One tael of silver can buy half a fan of pork, who has much money to waste it like this?

Wu Tiancheng saw that everyone looked disdainful, and he was anxious and said loudly: "Everyone, how much is the singing of Liuying? Besides, there are famous talents from Jiangnan and seniors from the imperial examination. Listen to their words, they might be able to be a scholar or a juren! Tell me, how much is a fame worth?"

It goes without saying that fame and fortune are priceless! Finally someone was moved. A middle-aged scholar took out a tael of silver and smiled and said, "Even if you just listen to everyone's singing, it's worth it!"

The others looked at each other, and a young man said, "I just saw Mr. Wei, and Prodigy Tang, and they all went to the backyard. I spent the money to see the old man!"

Another one paid the money, this time everyone was moved. Isn’t it just a tael of silver? I can’t lose a piece of meat. Go in and take a look!
Chapter completed!