dkrc Chapter 153 Uncle San Wants To Bet With Lin Weiguo Again? Write The Preface To Orchid Pavilion With
Chapter 153 Uncle San Wants To Bet With Lin Weiguo Again? Write The Preface To Orchid Pavilion With
Chapter 153: The third uncle wants to bet with Lin Weiguo again? Write the preface to Lanting with saliva? [Kneel down and beg for full order]
Lin Weiguo carried a rucksack on his back, took the reunion ticket and the receipt and went straight out the door, rushing to the supply and marketing cooperative.
When we came to the supply and marketing cooperative, it was quite lively here.
Many people came to buy things, some bought cloth, some bought pots and pans, some bought new year's goods, some bought firecrackers... In short, it was quite lively.
It was crowded with people and had a peaceful atmosphere.
Lin Weiguo squeezed through the crowd and went directly to the place where pens, inks, paper and inkstones were sold. When he was about to pick something up, someone unexpectedly tapped him on the shoulder from behind.
When Lin Weiguo turned around, it turned out to be Yan Bugui, the third uncle.
What is he here for?
Are you following me?
Yan Bugui was also puzzled as to why he met Lin Weiguo when he first came to the supply and marketing cooperative, and this kid also came to the ink, paper and inkstone area.
What is he doing?
"Wei Guo "283", why are you here?" The third uncle was very curious.
"I'm here to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones!" Lin Weiguo said with a harmless expression.
"You also buy pens, inks, paper and inkstones?" Yan Bugui felt like he had seen a ghost.
Mamapi, did you know I wanted to buy it?
I planned to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones this morning. Did Lin Weiguo hear this?
That's not right. I was just thinking about it in my mind and didn't even say it out loud. How did he know?
The third uncle frowned.
In previous years, I would probably buy pens, ink, paper and inkstones around this time, and then write couplets.
Relying on my identity as a calligraphy and Chinese teacher, I write two couplets for my neighbors before the Chinese New Year and exchange them for some food, bills or cash to make a small fortune.
In the past, I could earn three or four yuan every year, and I could also provide subsidies to support my family.
This kid must have remembered writing couplets at this time in previous years, so that's why he was like this.
To verify your ideas.
The third uncle asked quickly. "Wei Guo, why did you buy these pens, inks, paper and inkstones?"
Lin Weiguo spoke calmly. "I bought these things, of course, to practice my calligraphy. Today happens to be the New Year, so I also wrote some couplets.'
as expected.
It’s really about writing couplets!
The third uncle was speechless.
In previous years, I was responsible for all the couplets in this courtyard. Why do you want to take my job this year?
However, Mr. San remembered that Lin Weiguo’s handwriting was neat and beautiful, but he had never seen his calligraphy done. Where did he get the confidence to write couplets?
Uncle San then asked. "Lin Weiguo, are you practicing calligraphy?"
Lin Weiguo nodded.
"Practice often at home."
"Practice at home?"
Yan Bugui feels like he has a big head. Why haven’t I heard of it or seen that he has pens, inks, paper and inkstones?
Otherwise, he wouldn't buy it now.
"How can you practice if you don't have pen, ink, paper and inkstone?" Yan Bugui was very curious. This kid can't lie, can he?
"My father has some, but I had finished practicing them a year ago and then threw them away. Later, when my hands were itchy, I practiced on the table with water on them!"
I heard that Lin Weiguo practiced calligraphy with water.
Yan Bugui smiled.
Children are children, you are still practicing like this!
Looking at it this way, your calligraphy is probably just counting words, not calligraphy at all.
He probably bought this ink, paper and inkstone just for writing and fun.
Seeing Yan Bugui's unbelieving look, Lin Weiguo wanted to tease him. "Uncle San, you don't believe it? Otherwise, I will write a copy of the "Lanting Preface" by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi with my saliva for you to see. I guarantee it will be exactly the same!"
"Okay, okay, okay! I believe it, I believe it!" Yan Bugui almost died of laughter.
You are not afraid of being embarrassed, but I am not!
There are so many people here.
Others think I am talking to a fool.
After all, I am still a Chinese teacher at Hongxing Primary School, a cultural person and an intellectual.
You are embarrassing yourself here, but I can't afford it.
You are writing a copy of the "Lanting Preface" with your saliva. Do you think I, Yan Bugui, am a child?
You tease me?
"Okay, okay, I believe you!" Yan Bugui smiled.
It seems that he doesn't understand calligraphy at all, and he is probably just playing around. However, he himself doesn't know it, and he is still confident.
Suddenly, Yan Bugui's heart moved.
Since this kid doesn't understand at all, "Isn't this my chance?
Why don't I take the opportunity to plot against him, make up for the loss from fishing and the loss from chess gambling, and make another profit from him.
It just so happens that this kid has made several windfalls recently, 100 yuan from Uncle One and Uncle Two, and 50 yuan from Director Wang.
This kid is simply rich.
Since he is an idiot and a rookie in calligraphy, I can just use my expertise to bet on him and make a profit!
Calligraphy is my specialty, I will definitely slap him in the face this time!
Moreover, I can win a big prize and have a prosperous year... Isn't it wonderful!
Thinking of this, Uncle Three squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Weiguo kindly. "Weiguo, from this point of view, your calligraphy is really good! Uncle Three also admires it. It just so happens that you, Uncle Three, also came to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and also want to go back to write couplets. "
"You know, I wrote the couplets in the courtyard in previous years. Now that I see you are also planning to write couplets, I, the third uncle, feel like writing them. How about we make a bet like the ancients to see whose couplets are better and whose couplets are bought. How about it?"
Lin Weiguo tilted his head.
"Bet? Competition?"
"Yes, bet. Let's bet... five yuan. As a literati, we should make a jackpot and have fun! How about it? Do you want to try it?"
In fact, Yan Bugui was also unsure.
Will this Lin Weiguo pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger again?
However, Yan Bugui is still confident in his calligraphy and his couplets!
After all, for so many years, whether it is our courtyard or other courtyards in the alley, most people either change or buy their own couplets every year.
It makes a lot of money for the New Year.
This is the confidence gained from actual combat.
However, this Lin Weiguo always comes up with surprises, in order to prevent What if Yan Bugui only bets five dollars? At worst, if he loses, he can plot against his eldest son Yan Jiecheng.
Haha! This is indeed Uncle San!
Lin Weiguo was surprised. "Uncle San 2.1, betting again? You lost five dollars last time! Don't bet, I'm afraid you will lose again!"
Yan Bugui heard it.
He immediately lost face.
What are you talking about? You are an eight-year-old kid, are you afraid that I will lose to you?
Moreover, the salespersons and others beside him also looked over, with a look of surprise on their faces, which made Yan Bugui feel very embarrassed.
"Little Weiguo, I lost to you last time because I was careless. I will never do that this time. You don't dare, do you?"
Yan Bugui suddenly thought that Lin Weiguo seemed to like to speak in a sarcastic way. He was afraid that he was not as skilled as others and could not win the bet, so how could he speak?
"Why not?" Lin Weiguo frowned, as if he was struggling in his heart.
Yan Bugui was secretly happy.
This little Lin Weiguo was forced to be fooled.
In this case, it is better to increase the stakes and win enough at one time.