The stall owner also rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't look at people in the cracks in the door, and he looked at people. I have been studying hard for ten years, so why are you bragging?"

Zhou Nianping said: "There are too few sugar cows. If I win, you can make the twelve zodiac signs and give them to me."

The stall owner said: "Yes."

"I agreed very happily, but you are very sure." Zhou Nianping said: "How do you plan to take the exam?"

"It's very simple." The stall owner didn't take Zhou Nianping seriously at all, and said confidently: "If I recite a poem, you can follow the next sentence."

"It's really simple. If you can stump me, I will buy all the sugar people for a year." Zhou Nianping was also full of confidence, blinked at Mu Changfeng, and then blinked at Gui'er.

"The grass on Liliyuan has withered and flourished every year."

Zhou Nianping never expected it to be such a simple poem, and couldn't help but laugh, "Your sensual skills are pretty good."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to answer a word, so I'm so embarrassed to jump into the river."

Zhou Nianping cleared his throat and said, "The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze blows again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green connects the deserted city. He sends the prince away again, and the grass is full of farewell love. I connect the whole poem."

The stall owner said again: "Good rain knows the season, and it will happen in spring."

"Surrender into the night with the wind, moistening things silently."

"There are no ancients in front of you, and no comers in the back."

"Thinking of the vastness of the world, I am sad and crying."

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair all night."

"After getting drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams and the galaxy is pressing down on the sky."

Gui'er applauded and applauded, her eyes full of envy and admiration, "The adoptive father is so powerful. I want to be like the adoptive father, and I want to read more."

Zhou Nianping achieved his true purpose, stretched his finger on Gui'er's forehead and pointed it gently, "You have seen the beauty of reading more."

"Okay, it's interesting, the guy answered very quickly." The stall owner's expression became more and more serious, and he continued: "I will break the Yellow Crane Tower for Junqiu."

"You are also falling down for me, Parrot Island."

"The infinite painting hands in the world."

"A sad thing cannot be painted."

The stall owner thought about it and decided to use the sentences in the Book of Songs to test it, "The rat has skin, but the human is not polite."

"What is the immortality of a man without etiquette?"

Seeing that Zhou Nianping always rushed out without thinking, his underestimation gradually disappeared, and said, "You don't need to cut a red crown on your head, and you'll be covered in snow-white body."

"I never dared to speak loudly in my life, and I called thousands of doors and thousands of houses to open."

"If the rich and noble are better than the poor, one is on the flat ground and the other is on the sky."

"If you compare poverty and humbleness to chariots and horses, he will drive me to free."

"Ah, it's so dangerous."

Zhou Nianping deliberately pretended to be dazed, and the stall owner couldn't help but feel happy, wiped away the hot sweat from his forehead, and said intimately, "It's so dangerous, I almost did a stupid thing that my father scolded when he got home."

Zhou Nianping deliberately said when he was relieved: "The road to Shu is difficult than climbing to the blue sky. Cancong and Yufu are so confused about the founding of the country. You are 48,000 years old and will not be connected with Qin Pass."

Mu Changfeng couldn't help but applaud and praised: "Senior brother is amazing. He is worthy of being a disciple trained by the top scholar. Nothing can be difficult for you."

The stall owner's sweat fell and said, "Those who abandon me will not keep it yesterday. Those who disturb my heart will have more worries today."

"The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy a tall building. Penglai's articles build an erotic bone, and the small Xie in the middle is clear and clear. They all have a happy and prosperous heart and want to fly, and want to climb to the blue sky to embrace the sun and the moon."

The stall owner lowered his head and pondered for a moment. The more he thought about it, the less confident he became. Tears rolled in his eyes and finally fell on the sugar.

He was a down-and-out scholar. He failed the imperial examination for several years and had only four walls in his family. He was so poor that he couldn't get rid of the blame. He had to give up the face of a scholar, inherited his father's business, and started a small business dealing with a candy man.

When I was studying, I didn’t know the hardships of life. I often complained that my father was stingy and stingy. When I was eating, I was reluctant to waste a grain of rice and threw away a bite of leftover vegetables. The beans at home were taken away by rats. My father did not hesitate to use a shovel to dig the rat hole upwards, and he also wanted to retrieve the beans.

Nine out of ten neighbors joked about his father. He regarded himself as a scholar and often felt embarrassed about his father's behavior.

After becoming a small vendor, the wind and sun were blowing all day long, which wiped away his arrogance and realized the difficulty of his father.

He began to cherish every grain of rice and every bite of vegetable in his family. When his business was bleak, he would walk around the streets like his former father, cherishing every hard-earned copper plate.

He was impulsive tonight and was about to lose money. He remembered the scene of his father sweating heavily and digging a rat hole. He couldn't help but cut the center of the earth like a knife, secretly calling himself a prodigal son.

I wanted to take advantage of the many opportunities for customers on Mid-Autumn Festival night to make more money and accompany my parents to watch a good show on the night of August 16th.

The result is good. For a temporary battle of will, I am afraid that all the hard work tonight will be in vain.
Chapter completed!