Xue Qinghe pursed her lips tightly.

She didn't understand why Liu Xiuyuan let the shopkeeper off so lightly.

I don’t understand why Xue Qingyin didn’t get angry?

I don’t even understand why after a few words, the shopkeeper suddenly stopped defending himself and honestly admitted his mistake.

The shopkeeper thanked Liu Xiuyuan for his magnanimity, then thanked Xue Qingyin, and finally kowtowed to King Xuan.

At this time, the waiter carefully brought the tea.

Xue Qingyin picked up a cup of tea but did not drink it. She asked curiously: "Does Mr. Liu always fall into the ditch?"

Liu Xiuyuan said feebly: "It's not always that he fell into a ditch. Sometimes he fell into the river, sometimes he rolled down the hillside, and sometimes he fell down the stairs."

It sounds really miserable.

Xue Qingyin was thinking that if she opened a drug store and made money from Liu Xiuyuan, she would definitely get rich!

"Let's not talk about those unlucky things." Liu Xiuyuan looked at Xue Qingyin seriously. Even through the curtain, he could faintly see the stunning beauty of the woman in front of him.

He is not a fool. He naturally knows that today His Highness Prince Xuan specially named him to see him, presumably because of this Miss Xue.

Liu Xiuyuan asked: "Miss Xue, are you going to ask me to go back and be a teacher for the young children in the house?"

Xue Qingyin pushed the tea in front of Liu Xiuyuan.

It's better for you to ask for something so unpleasant to drink first.

A smile appeared on Xue Qingyin's face and she said, "I'm asking you, sir, to write an inscription."

Liu Xiuyuan's expression suddenly fell.

But soon, he thought of King Xuan next to him, so he wanted to put away his cold expression.

In the end, the facial features were twisted into an extremely funny look.

Just listen to his harsh tone: "Miss Xue, my calligraphy really doesn't mean anything. It's not a rejection, but... Oh, who do I mean? I'm just being sought after by people outside who don't know how to write. I have nothing.

However, the truly talented people are living in poverty in mountain villages. The more I think about it, the more shameful I feel, and I don’t want to write. But the more this happens, the more precious my words are to those people. Do you think it’s strange?

"

When Xue Qinghe heard this, she finally understood why she called herself "Sage of Calligraphy" and made Liu Xiuyuan unhappy.

At this time, King Xuan calmly bent his fingers and tapped the table.

Xue Qinghe could see with the naked eye that Mr. Liu trembled slightly.

Liu Xiuyuan opened his mouth, about to say something.

Xue Qingyin took the lead and said, "Then Mr. Liu should write an inscription for me."

Liu Xiuyuan asked in shock: "Why?"

"I have a village on the outskirts of the city. In the future, I will invite dignitaries from all walks of life to the village to taste the delicacies. And I would like to ask Mr. Liu to write this menu."

Xue Qinghe's eyes widened when he heard the sound.

She actually only asked Liu Xiuyuan to write a menu? That was Liu Xiuyuan!

Liu Xiuyuan was also stunned, probably because he did not expect this result at all.

Xue Qingyin was calm and asked him again: "Do you hate those people?"

Liu Xiuyuan said nothing.

Xue Qingyin said again: "Even if they offer sky-high prices, you don't want to leave them calligraphy treasures. Now you put the calligraphy on the menu and borrow Zhuangzi to make money from them. Don't you think it's very interesting to think about it?

A thing?"

This fits Liu Xiuyuan's rebellious spirit.

He suddenly smiled and said: "Yes, yes! It turns out that when I think about it in another direction, it suddenly becomes clearer! Write! I will write now! My words are not worthy of being hung on the beam, but this is just the right thing to write! Miss Xue is really my close friend!"

When Du Hongxue heard this, she couldn't help but look at King Xuan's face secretly.
Chapter completed!