PDLP Chapter 196 The Third Uncle Suffered A Heavy Blow, And Bang Giao Found A Way To Make A Fortune
Chapter 196 The Third Uncle Suffered A Heavy Blow, And Bang Giao Found A Way To Make A Fortune
Uncle Yi walked over in disbelief and carefully read the Spring Festival couplets written by Su Chen.
It's rare, the content is festive and in-depth, no worse than a veteran like Uncle San.
Looking at the words again, it is even more amazing.
Uncle Yi has been in charge of the Spring Festival couplets in the compound for more than ten years, and he still has a certain level of appreciation. He feels that the word Su Chen is better than that of Uncle San.
As for what's good, he can't tell.
"Su Chen, why do you write so many Spring Festival couplets? I can't post so many at home, right?" the uncle asked in surprise.
"Write for fun, write more when you're happy!"
"Okay!"
Uncle Yi was speechless at the time, he was still worrying about not being able to spend money to buy Spring Festival couplets, Su Chen is so good, they made more than a dozen of them, just for fun.
"Su Chen, do you sell these extra Spring Festival couplets?" Uncle Yi asked casually.
"Look at what you said, Mr. One, the Spring Festival couplets are sold for money. Don't you feel sorry for me? Take whatever you like!"
When Uncle One heard it, he saw how straightforward Su Chen was, and when he thought about Uncle Three, the verdict will be judged!
Uncle Yi couldn't help but began to reflect on whether there was something wrong with his previous attitude towards Su Chen.
Su Chen is obviously very generous!
Not to mention anything else, just take out these couplets and sell them for four or five yuan.
So much money is said to be given away to others, the uncle himself can't do it.
"287 Su Chen, you are too generous. There are still a few families in the compound that don't have Spring Festival couplets. How about I bring them all?"
"Look at it and send it!"
"Dele!"
Uncle One's original depression was swept away, and Uncle Three's pen fee has nothing to do with him.
Uncle Yi happily rolled up the Spring Festival couplets, and then went door to door.
At the end of the delivery, there were still four left, and Grandpa Yi gave Qin Huairu all of them.
The vitality of Qin Huairu's family was greatly injured, and this kid has completely become a poor family.
No matter what, the New Year is still coming, she still kept the Spring Festival couplets, but the sadness on her face could not be concealed.
After the first uncle left, the third uncle drank tea leisurely and smashed peanuts and melon seeds.
It's just that after waiting for a long time, Uncle Yi never came back.
The third uncle is a little anxious.
Seeing this, the third aunt took the initiative to go to the back to inquire about the situation.
After a while, the third uncle ran back in a hurry.
From far away, he yelled: "You old man, get off!"
The third uncle said dissatisfiedly: "It's Chinese New Year, what are you shouting about, don't make people laugh."
Then he lowered his voice and asked, "What's the matter?"
Third Aunt glared at him and said, "You'll be tricking yourself, this time you're tricking yourself."
When the third uncle heard this, he jumped up suddenly, and hurriedly asked: "Please explain clearly!"
The third aunt said patiently: "Go and see for yourself, the Spring Festival couplets for every household in the middle courtyard and the backyard have been pasted up. How can anyone come to ask you to write Spring Festival couplets?"
"It's all right now, half of the melon seeds at home have been eaten by you, and there are only three melons and two dates left in the house. Let me see how you live this year?"
"How is it possible?" The third uncle was anxious at that time.
"Which family in this courtyard is willing to spend money to buy Spring Festival couplets? I guess it's the first uncle, Su Chen and Xu Damao who don't lack the money. Who else is willing? Tell me, is the second uncle willing? Is the Qinhuai Ru family willing? Or Say the third family is willing?"
"Of course I'm reluctant to buy it, but what if someone gives it to me? They don't need to buy it. Su Chen has written a lot, and all of them are given away for free. You, just take care of yourself!"
"Written by Su Chen," the third uncle stared, "How is this possible? He never went to school at all, and he doesn't even know how to write a brush.
"Then I don't know, you go to the back and look for yourself, every household has posted it. I read it, and the writing is no worse than yours!"
"How is it possible, I'll go and see!"
The third uncle got up and prepared to go and see for himself.
At this moment, Uncle Yi came in with a pair of Spring Festival couplets.
The third uncle hurried over and asked, "One uncle, are these the Spring Festival couplets written by Su Chen?"
Uncle Yi nodded and said with a smile: "I can't tell, the writing is quite good!"
"Let me see!" The third uncle still didn't believe it.
The first uncle unfolded the Spring Festival couplets for the third uncle to have a look at.
The third uncle saw it and stood there dumbfounded.
Although the third uncle is not a good character, he is famous for his calligraphy in Nanluoguxiang.
Different from Uncle One and Uncle Two, both of them are big bosses, but Uncle Three has really practiced calligraphy, and he can be regarded as a master among amateurs.
Su Chen's words shocked him beyond measure.
This is definitely not something a calligraphy lover can write.
From the perspective of the third uncle, without decades of infiltration, it is impossible to write a Spring Festival couplet with any skill.
"Is this written by Su Chen?" the third uncle murmured.
"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes!" Uncle Yi emphasized.
"Okay, I'm going to put up Spring Festival couplets at the gate, Lao Yan, if you have nothing to do, do me a favor!"
"Okay!" The third uncle was a little lost, and the plan that had been planned for half a month fell through, and he was a little hard to accept.
But the words on this Spring Festival couplet were so good that he couldn't help but want to read it again.
The two walked to the door and started posting.
On the side, BangGong sat there weakly, watching other children play.
Just then, an old man with a white beard walked by.
When the third uncle saw it, he quickly called out: "Master Cao!"
Mr. Cao stopped when he heard the sound, "Teacher Yan, what do you do?"
"How about you keep looking at this picture?" The third uncle pointed to the newly pasted Spring Festival couplets.
Mr. Cao couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the sound and looked at it.
He hurriedly took two steps forward and took a closer look.
It didn't matter if it didn't matter, the old man's pupils shrank immediately.
After a long time, Mr. Cao asked, "Lao Yan, you wrote this, right?"
Uncle San said with a blushing face, "That's impossible, you are not unaware of my calligraphy. What do you think of this calligraphy?"
"Hey, I dare not comment!"
Old Man Cao shook his head and sighed.
The third uncle was even more shocked when he heard that.
Mr. Cao is a veteran of the Beijing Calligraphers Association. He actually said that he dared not comment. What does this mean?
"Teacher Yan, it's a pity to post these Spring Festival couplets here, they should be kept as a collection!"
The third aunt interjected: "Master Cao, do you mean that these Spring Festival couplets are very valuable?"
When Mr. Cao heard this, he stared and wanted to get angry. These common people are too vulgar. How can such a work of art be measured by money!
But when he saw that the third aunt was a woman, he didn't want to argue with her, so he said: "It's a priceless treasure! If it's not about money, it can be sold in the market, at least one hundred yuan per piece!"
"ah!"
The first uncle, the third uncle and the third aunt were all shocked.
So Su Chen gave away thousands of dollars as soon as he gave it away?
The third uncle hurriedly grabbed the first uncle and said, "One uncle, didn't you say that Su Chen wrote more than a dozen couplets? Where are the rest?"
Uncle One hasn't answered yet, but the stick next to him has already reacted.
He saw it at home just now, Uncle Yi gave several Spring Festival couplets to his mother.
"A pair of one hundred, get rich!"
Stick ran back quickly, he wanted to get the Spring Festival couplets before others reacted.
Then get it on the market and buy it.
Ahh, it's about to get rich!
Stick stem was so happy that he almost jumped up.
Uncle Yi was also startled by Mr. Cao's words, it took him a long time to recover, and he replied, "I will leave the rest to Qin Huai!"
Uncle San hurriedly pushed Aunt San, and said, "Go quickly and bring the rest. This is a gift from Su Chen, everyone should have a share!"
The third aunt was right when she heard it, so she hurried to trot all the way.
Mr. Cao stared at the Spring Festival couplets for a while, and said repeatedly: "Mo Bao! Mo Bao!"
After Mr. Cao left, the third uncle looked at the Spring Festival couplets and said to the first uncle: "Old Yi, it's a pity, the one hundred yuan was posted by us just like that!".