The Blessed Princess
Chapter 38 Results of the Competition
Wei Qingwan's eyes focused on Chu Lan through the hooded hat, and she did not look back for a long time.
With a tall and slender figure, a graceful body, outstanding appearance, and a powerful aura, it was hard not to notice him.
Wei Qingwan was very sure that this person was not from Xingshan County, and his clothes were definitely not an ordinary person.If he was a local noble in Xingshan County, their Wei family would definitely know about it.
"Please, Master." The shopkeeper smiled and asked the waiter at the store to put a new paper on it.
Chu Lan stepped forward, looking at the paper in front of her, a hint of shock appeared on her resolute face.
Stretching out his hand to caress the paper, his shock grew stronger.
This paper was different from the one he used to be, why was there such a remote place with such good paper not even available in the capital?
"Where did this paper come from?" Chu Lan asked the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper replied with a smile: "This is a paper sold exclusively by our Sibaozhai. If you like, you can buy it after the opening of my store. After today's competition is over, our shop will officially open. "Chu Lan saw up
.Looking at the shop behind the shopkeeper, there were three big characters "Sibaozhai" inscribed on the plaque.
Chu Lan said "pulling", then took out a pen and paper and began to write.
The title the shopkeeper gave was "Food is People's Heaven"
.Chu Lan also wrote a hundred words on her pen.
His handwriting was extraordinary and powerful, his strokes arrogant, and open and closed.
The surrounding audience immediately cheered and said a few "good" words".
Xiaoer also closed the writing of Chu Lan, right next to Wei Yichen's writing.
Putting the two words together, the contrast was very clear, Wei Yichen's handwriting was much softer.
The shopkeeper asked everyone if there was anyone else who wanted to participate in the competition.After asking three times, he made sure that there was nothing left, and gave a wooden sign to everyone present.
The wooden sign was carved with three simple characters "Sibaozhai", and tied with red thread.
"Today's judgment is everyone present. Anyone who thinks his handwriting is good will hang a wooden sign on the hook on that person's work. In the end, the person with the most wooden marks will win first place. "Lu Yuhong looked at the sign in his hand
Cards, smiled, and whispered to Chu Lan: "It is interesting, letting the audience choose to determine the winner." "
It was a smart choice," Chu Lan said.
This kind of evaluation method allowed the person hosting the competition not to offend others, and as a newly opened shop, the last thing he could do was offend others.
Lu Yuhong smiled and asked Chu Lan: "If I don't choose you, can I still return tonight?"
Chu Lan: "Then you should think clearly."
Lu Yuhong: "No, I think you're just playing Yes, why do you still have the determination to win or lose?"
Chu Lan: "Indeed more interesting than I thought."
Lu Yuhong: "I just said that this store is very interesting!"
The vote begins.
The spectators who got the wooden sign gave their voices one after another.
Not surprisingly, Wei Yichen and Chu Lan's works had the highest number of wooden plaques, far above any other.
Wei Qingwan also got a wooden board, she knew that her wooden board would definitely choose her elder brother, but before closing the wooden board, she knew that it was, he could not help but glance at the brocade-clad young man.
I don't know who will win, this son or elder brother.
Wei Ruo also got it, and he quickly hung the wooden plaque on the hook above Wei Yichen's work, then ran off at the speed of light.
After the vote was over, the treasurer counted all the wooden signs in front of everyone.
Twenty wooden plaques were counted on the hooks above Chu Lan's work.
Twenty-one wooden plaques are counted on the hooks above Wei Yichen's work.
Wei Yichen narrowly won with only one vote.
The shopkeeper smiled and said to Chu Lan: "My master, I'm sorry, but I miss you one by one. Do you mind?" "No."
Chu Lan replied, "Since I am participating in your competition, you must abide by your rules, and there is no problem with your process." "
Okay, then I'll announce that this young man in white will be the winner today."
Shopkeeper Jia looked at Wei Yichen with a smile.
Wei Yichen walked up to Chu Lan and bowed: "Thank you, young master. The reason why I beat you today is probably because my two younger sisters were also given wooden cards. Otherwise, the victor must be young master.
" Lose, you have a little sister, and I have good friends here, so there's nothing to say." Not only was Chu Lan not angry, she appeared to be in a good mood, with a faint smile on her face.
He was more interested in things than Tibetan lay calligraphy.
Wei Yichen nodded, but did not say anything.
The shopkeeper stuffed the scroll containing Jushi Lin's painting into the wooden box and handed it to Wei Yichen.
Then he announced: "The paper you used was sold in the store. If you need it, you can go to the store to buy it. Each person is limited to 50 pieces per day. The number is limited, and it will sell out." All students who had just entered the competition had already used it
. I've used pen and paper in Sibaozhai, brush and ink on average, and not much difference from elsewhere, but this paper is a bit different.
Although it is more expensive than other places, the quality is much better.
And this price is also acceptable to rich families.
Once they heard the purchase ban and the number was limited, people immediately crowded the store. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy it too late.
A few moments later, there was a long queue at the entrance of Sibaozhai, and the view became very lively.
This was a rare sight in Xingshan County, where the economic situation was not very prosperous.
It is seen that it was the lower classes who were in trouble, the families who could support a scholar were still able to afford fine pens, ink, paper, and ink stones bought with money.
Wei Yichen also asked the boy in line to buy more for himself.
After a while, shopkeeper Jia announced that the newspaper today had sold out, and if necessary, she could only return tomorrow.
Knowing that it sold out, those who did not buy it showed disappointment.
The crowd dispersed, but Wei Qingwan was still in the middle of the crowd, looking around, subconsciously looking for the figure of the noble young master earlier.
Wei Yichen held him back: "Wanwan, what do you see?"
"I ... I'm looking for my sister ..."
Wei Yichen looked around, but he was unable to find Wei Ruo.
Wei Ruo had already left at the end of the competition, and went to another shop nearby.
Wei Yichen found Wei Ruo in the preserved fruit shop on the street.
Wei Ruo had just bought a few large bags of preserved fruit and was about to return.
Seeing what Wei Ruo had bought, Wei Yichen glanced at him and felt it was too much, but instead of criticizing Wei Ruo, he said, "My brother likes to eat preserved fruit. Next time I'll bring it for you. You don't have to hoard too much at once. Save it for a long time." This isn't new."
Wei Yichen thought it was because Wei Ruo rarely had a chance to come out, and rarely did he have the chance to come out today, he said, and he bought so much because he was afraid of not having the opportunity to buy later.
Wei Ruo smiled, disagreed or denied, and followed Wei Yichen back to his family.
Upon returning, Wei Yichen asked Wei Mingting: "Dad, the young master earlier seemed to have an extraordinary identity, do you know who he is?"