"How much is your poem worth? I want to buy it at a price." A man dressed well and a little obese body strode forward and looked at Chu Feng and said solemnly.

When Chu Feng met an obese man, he was delighted and stopped chanting the second half of the sentence to keep it mysterious.

Seeing the man with admiration, he smiled and said, "Three hundred taels of silver, a lot of each son."

"Uh!" The fat man stared at Chu Feng with wide eyes, but he didn't expect Chu Feng to speak loudly at his lion.

He was a little bit hurt, but he needed this poem now, and he was not a money-deprived person.

"Okay, deal."

Chu Feng didn't expect that the person in front of him was so easy to talk. He smiled happily and said, "Good."

"Should you keep it for three hundred taels!" The fat man took out a silver note of three hundred taels and slapped it on the wooden table.

Chu Feng accepted the silver notes and asked Chunsheng beside him to write down the poem he had just recited.

Before Chunsheng, he was not only a servant, but also his own student, and he could also write.

Speaking of Chunsheng's handwriting is pretty good. After he finished writing it, he handed it to the fat man himself.

The fat man put away his poems and essays.

Chu Feng continued to recite poems after the fat man left.

But no one came to buy poetry next.

After all, a few hundred taels of silver are not a small amount, and few people can take advantage of it.

Until the sky darkens, the stall is closed.

On this day, Chu Feng earned 300 taels of silver.

With three hundred taels of silver and the previous one hundred taels of bounty, it can be said to be four hundred taels, which is also a huge sum of money.

But Chu Feng was not satisfied.

On the third day, Chu Feng took Chunsheng to the old place.

Today, Chu Feng recited another poem according to yesterday's strategy.

Use poetry to attract the attention of passers-by.

Sure enough, it attracted everyone on the street to watch.

A poem was sold for three hundred taels of silver. The person who bought the poem was an old man in his sixties.

Chu Feng learned why the old man spent a lot of money to buy poetry.

It was because the old man was a scholar who had been in Beijing many times but failed to pass the imperial examination. At this age, he was still devoted to the imperial examination. He wanted to buy poems to give to his mentor, so as to please his mentor, and guide him to pass the imperial examination.

Chu Feng received the silver notes and felt that the old man was a little pedantic.

However, since you have money to make money, Chu Feng doesn't care about it.

It was not until the dusk was dim that Chu Feng ordered Chunsheng to close the stall and was about to leave.

"Rug..." The sound of the wheels rolling.

Pedestrians on the street make way.

I saw a carriage coming from afar, and a tall man next to him was riding on a tall horse in brocade clothes and gorgeous clothes.

When the carriage got closer, it suddenly stopped.

The man riding on a tall horse stood up and turned to see Chu Feng, and couldn't help laughing, "Oh! Isn't this the former Master Chu? Is it so much that I ended up in such a land, do you still recognize me?"

Chu Feng was closing the stall with Chunsheng, and when he heard the sound behind him, he turned around and took a look.

He noticed that the man in a gorgeous dress on a tall horse was looking at him with cold eyes and mocking, but Chu Feng ignored him and continued to clean up.

He recognized that man, who was the eldest son of the Wu family, Wu Hu.

The Wu family is a big family in Yunzhou City after the Chu family.

"Who? Why did the carriage stop?" Wu Hu was looking at Chu Feng with a sneer and contempt. At this time, a corner of the curtain in the carriage was lifted up and a woman's head was poked out.

This woman is nothing else, she is Liu Qingyun and Chu Feng’s former fiancée.

When Liu Qingyun saw Chu Feng, he called out, "Why are you Chu Feng?"

Chu Feng heard the familiar woman's voice, put down the things he had packed in his hand and looked at the woman.

I saw Liu Qingyun's curved eyebrows and pretty face like egg whites, still so beautiful.

Chu Feng was a little confused.

When Liu Qingyun saw Chu Feng, he looked happy and was about to jump off the carriage.

"Slow down!" Wu Hu shouted coldly, but stopped Liu Qingyun.

Liu Qingyun had no choice but to sit back on the carriage and looked at Chu Feng with deep sadness.

Chu Feng was just a little puzzled when he saw this scene.

How could Qingyun get together with this Wu Hu?

It is logical that Qingyun broke off the engagement with himself...

Chu Feng quickly thought of one thing, that is, Liu Qingyun had been betrothed to Wu Hu by his father Liu Chentian.

But this matter is not sure, just a guess.

Speaking of which, Chu Feng hated Liu Qingyun, but when he saw Liu Qingyun with his own eyes, he couldn't hate him, and he didn't know why.

The carriage had already gone away. Chu Feng looked ahead and felt a little sad, so he packed his things and went home with Chunsheng.
Chapter completed!