The price has increased. In previous years, the peach blossom wine that could drink for only five cents was turned into ten cents per bowl. As for bee slurry, it was fifty cents to buy a small bowl.

Some people wonder if Xi Yunfei is crazy about money. How many kilograms of slurry can the mountain villager find at home? Where is the money worth it?

Even the old man who sold peach blossom wine and pulp was speechless. He knew that he couldn't sell this price, otherwise he would have increased the price long ago. You should know that those cans of pulp were a year of harvest, and he knew the value of it...

But even though he knew, if these pulp were not sold, he would not have the money to buy rice and flour to survive. After all, no matter how delicious these pulp was, he would not be able to fill his stomach, right?

Putting down the brush in his hand, Xi Yunfei nodded with satisfaction. He turned the wooden board over. Although he had only learned calligraphy for a few days, it had initial results, and at least a few big characters were still acceptable.

The commotion here has long attracted the attention of the people around him. Yu Xianglan and Ouyang Yumei, who were surrounded by the crowd, were the first to come up.

"Junior brother?" Yu Xianglan glanced at the message on the wooden board, frowned slightly, and called Xi Yunfei, but saw that the people around her, including Ouyang Yumei, were all shocked and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Xi Yunfei turned to look at her and said without hesitation: "Senior sister came very early. I saw you just now, but when I saw you chatting happily, I didn't come forward to disturb me, haha."

Yu Xianglan's cheeks were slightly dizzy. Since Xi Yunfei did not avoid her name, she simply ignored it. She walked to the wooden board and habitually commented on the words Xi Yunfei had just written: "Although these words are tangible, they have no bones. I think they are unfamiliar in these days?"

Xi Yunfei nodded awkwardly, about to speak...

"I think it's good if anyone says these words don't have any bones." Ouyang Yumei walked up with a gloomy face, first spat, and then bowed to Xi Yunfei: "Yumei has met the husband."

Xi Yunfei looked at the woman who was half a head taller than him, with a big head. Then he looked at Ouyang Zhemei, who was so beautiful behind her. He was really envious and jealous of the brother and sister in his heart.

"I've seen the little lady." Xi Yunfei bowed and replied, without waiting for Ouyang Yumei to say anything, he turned around and said to Yu Xianglan: "It just so happened that senior sister was there. If I weren't you going to help this old man with me?"

When Yu Xianglan saw that Xi Yunfei did not continue to pay attention to Ouyang Yumei, she felt a little happy. When she saw Xi Yunfei talking to her again, she nodded hurriedly: "But according to the instructions of her junior brother."

Xi Yunfei smiled and turned to look at the scholar who had helped the old man draw words before: "You should have prepared a lot of paper and pen, right?"

The scholar was stunned at first. A scholar in his early twenties hurried out in the crowd and bowed, saying, "Mr. Hu has seen the husband and is under the care of the boss of the horse. He has indeed prepared a lot of paper and pen for this Taoyuan Poetry Conference. If the husband needs him, I will order someone to send him."

Xi Yunfei turned to look at him, and Ma Zhou hurriedly introduced a few words behind him. Only then did Xi Yunfei realize that the organizer of this Taoyuan Poetry Festival was Yu Shinan's Wenyi Academy, and all the sponsors of this Taoyuan Poetry Festival were brought by the Chamber of Commerce.

Ma Zhou mentioned that Xi Yunfei remembered this small matter and nodded slightly to the scholar surnamed Hu: "Then I'll trouble this senior brother. Please send someone the largest piece of paper over, and the corresponding pen number of the brush should be."

"You are polite, Mr. Hu will make arrangements."

Soon, someone trotted and brought brushes and rice paper. As the movement became louder and louder, the crowd around who were originally enjoying the flowers gradually gathered up.

He ordered people to spread rice paper on the bluestone slab. Xi Yunfei glanced at the crowd and bowed with a smile. Seeing this, everyone hurriedly replied to the gift.

The old man next to him was already shocked. When he heard everyone's name to Xi Yunfei, he realized that the person who heard his nagging all the way was Shuofang Xi Xiaolangjun. The old man remembered those stories he made up, and he regretted it in his heart, for fear that Xi Yunfei would make up the stories he found out that they were all made up and would arrest him and go to prison. After all, this person was a cruel person who even Turkic people dared to offend.

Xi Yunfei didn't know what the old man was thinking at this time. He picked up the brush as thick as his arm and looked at it. He shook his head helplessly. He wanted to try to write a few words, but in the end he gave up. He couldn't afford to lose his face.

"Senior sister, have you used such a thick brush?" Xi Yunfei turned to look at Yu Xianglan.

Yu Xianglan was already a little speculating at this time. Seeing Xi Yunfei hesitating with the brush, she couldn't help but feel annoyed that she had not taught him how to use this large brush earlier, otherwise she would not have made him so "embarrassed".

Seeing Xi Yunfei come to ask, Yu Xianglan nodded quickly: "But I have practiced for some time. Junior brother wants..."

Xi Yunfei didn't wait for her to ask, handed her the brush and said, "I'll read it, senior sister will write it."

Yu Xianglan took the brush and was stunned for a while, one read and the other wrote. It seemed nothing, but this was in a public place. After all, a group of people watching the fun were looking at Xi Yunfei and Yu Xianglan. At this time, the eyes of the eyes of Xi Yunfei and Yu Xianglan were already a little more cramped.

Xi Yunfei didn't think so much. He glanced at the rice paper on the desktop and reminded him: "The words may be a bit too many. Senior sister pay attention to the spacing of the characters..." As he said that, before he could wait for Yu Xianglan to react, he walked back and forth a few steps back and forth in a pretentious manner, and said:

"In Taohuawu...Taohua Temple, under Taohua Temple...Taohua Fairy..."

When Yu Xianglan heard this, she couldn't help but stop dipping ink. She knew that Xi Yunfei wanted to write a poem, but he didn't know that Xi Yunfei was actually going to write a peach blossom. Could it be...

The scholars watching also looked at each other, and many people focused their attention on Ouyang Zhemei, because just now, Ouyang Zhemei also mentioned a masterpiece of chanting peaches.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Ouyang Zhemei's face changed slightly, but it was only a moment. Then she looked at Yu Xianglan's movements calmly, as if she was just an ordinary bystander. Her mind was quite impressive.

Seeing this, Yu Xianglan sighed helplessly. Although she didn't know what Xi Yunfei meant, she was still unable to get rid of the tiger at this time. She raised her long sleeves and generously wrote the official script on the paper as Xi Yunfei recited it.

"…The peach blossom immortal planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms and sold wine for money..."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that Xi Yunfei actually wrote a poem to help the old man sell wine... For a moment, he didn't know how to evaluate it. Looking at the dumb old man's eyes were full of envy.

"I just sit in front of the flowers when I wake up, and I still come to sleep under the flowers when I get drunk;

...

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others for being unable to see through;

There is no tomb of the heroes of Wuling, and no flowers or wine to make the fields..."

The last stroke fell, Yu Xianglan's forehead was covered with sweat. She turned to look at Xi Yunfei and happened to see Xi Yunfei standing under a peach tree, holding peach branches in her hand, smelling the fragrance of flowers with her eyes closed, a breeze blows down some petals, and raises Xi Yunfei's wide sleeves... In this situation, it is out of the world and unworldly...
Chapter completed!