Chapter 50 Xiao Yongyan is the money-making machine

"Xier?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Xiao Yongyan started teasing her again.

"Well," Lin Xi's eyes wandered, and he followed Xiao Yongyan's words instinctively and said, "What can you do?"

"If Xi'er is curious, just come with me."

The next day, the two set off for the county town.

Generally speaking, for safety reasons, the two rarely go to the county town.

But this time Lin Xi gave a difficult task of one hundred and twenty taels. It would not be easy to achieve the goal in the town, so he had to go to the town.

In order to avoid being discovered, both of them disguised themselves. Unlike the last time when they dressed up as country ladies, this time they dressed up as noble ladies.

Under the guidance of Xiao Yongyan, Lin Xi came to this famous teahouse.

It is called a teahouse, but in fact it is more of a place for scholars and poets to meet friends through poetry. As soon as you enter the door, you can see a white wall covered with articles by various authors. As long as you think your article is well written, you can post it up.

Lin Xi was a little surprised and asked Xiao Yongyan, "Are you here to compete with others?"

Logically speaking, no, Xiao Yongyan is the son of the Regent, and his growth environment is second only to that of the prince. How could he be interested in such a small competition?

"Of course not, we are here to find a job." Xiao Yongyan said.

Lin Xi was a little confused. Looking for work? What kind of work could be found in a teahouse?

While I was wondering, Xiao Yongyan had already picked up his pen and started writing on the rice paper prepared by the store. His handwriting was vigorous, sharp and unique, completely different from the neat and tidy contents posted on the store.

Xiao Yongyan pasted the paper on the white wallpaper, then pulled Lin Xi to sit down and ordered a pot of tea.

"Do we have any other plans today?" Lin Xi was very curious.

"No, we'll just wait here." Xiao Yongyan said.

Lin Xi really didn't understand what they could expect by drinking tea here.

But Xiao Yongyan was Xiao Yongyan, and he never said anything unrealistic. After waiting for about half a quarter of an hour, a student in a blue shirt walked over to Lin Xi's table and sat down. He looked very cautious and looked around from time to time.

"My dear brother, it is fate that we meet. Why don't you have some tea?" Xiao Yongyan raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for the man.

"Okay, okay," the man in green took the tea and held it in his hand, but he didn't show any intention of drinking it. "I think your article is very good. I wonder how much you would like to pay for it?"

Xiao Yongyan was calm and asked, "Do you have a question?"

The man in green shirt lowered his voice and said, "Yes, but it has to be a good article, the kind that has been approved."

"This is easy." Xiao Yongyan said, "One hundred taels, but I will refund it."

The man in green was stunned for a moment. The price of one hundred taels was quite high, far more than what he had asked a few days ago.

Seeing the man in green shirt hesitate, Xiao Yongyan continued, "To be honest, I am not a local, I am just staying here for a short time. But I might as well tell you one thing, if I take this article to the capital, it will cost me 800 taels."

As he spoke, Xiao Yongyan took out a few pieces of rice paper from his pocket and handed them to the man in green. He unfolded them and was immediately shocked. He immediately decided, "Okay, one hundred taels is one hundred taels."

As if afraid that Xiao Yongyan would go back on his word, he said, "I'll go back and get the money now. Brother, you must not leave."

Lin Xi watched this scene in confusion, "What's going on?"

Xiao Yongyan then explained to Lin Xi that the so-called restaurant competition was actually a good place to find gunmen.

Those who want to find a live gun can embed their seat number in the poem and then wait. If someone in need sees it, they will come to you.

If no one comes to look for his work, the gunman will tear up his work before leaving the teahouse.

"But why did he spend one hundred taels of silver to write an article?" Lin Xi felt that the price was ridiculously high.

"What's so difficult to understand about this? If students want to become disciples of certain masters, they always have to submit some of their own articles. But those whose level is not good enough often find ghostwriters to write for them," said Xiao Yongyan.

This so-called ghostwriter wrote not just one article, but several, and the price evenly distributed is not that terrible.

After a while, the man came back and stuffed a heavy purse into Xiao Yongyan's hand.

"Bring pen and ink." Xiao Yongyan said.

The man in green shirt was stunned. "Write it now?"

"Of course, my time is limited. If you are not in a hurry..."

"It's urgent. Sorry to trouble you, brother." The man in green shirt went to help get the inkstone without saying a word.

When everything was ready, Lin Xi saw Xiao Yongyan pick up the brush and start writing without thinking, as if he was inspired by God.

Not only Lin Xi, but even the man in green shirt next to him was dumbfounded. He had never seen anyone write an article so smoothly.

Reading carefully, the text flowed smoothly and the structure of the article was seamless. What kind of strength was this? He could only admire it.

In the blink of an eye, five articles were written.

Xiao Yongyan dried the ink of the last word and said to the man in green, "The whole article is here."

The man responded with a look of great admiration, and hurriedly asked, "Excuse me, brother, will you be here tomorrow? I have a friend..."

Xiao Yongyan said calmly, "At this time tomorrow, I will still be here."

"Okay, okay, okay." The man in green took the article, said three good words in a row, and then left.

Lin Xi stared at the one hundred taels of silver in Xiao Yongyan's hand, feeling unbelievable. Xiao Yongyan just picked up the pen and wrote a few words, and he actually got one hundred taels of silver in return.

From what the green-shirted man said, he would introduce other people tomorrow, which means that Xiao Yongyan could earn at least another hundred taels tomorrow.

"Xi'er, take it." Xiao Yongyan stuffed the purse into Lin Xi's hand.

Lin Xi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She was not asking for money just now. Xiao Yongyan must have misunderstood her.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 experience points. The current total experience value is 141 points. ]

Lin Xi was stunned. Xiao Yongyan actually counted the money he gave him as experience points.

With Xiao Yongyan's huge income, he is now only 9 experience points away from purchasing a rice mill.

I guess after tomorrow, the experience points won’t be insufficient, but will overflow.

On the second day, the man in green shirt indeed brought another person with him. This person was even more generous. He directly paid Xiao Yongyan 150 taels and bought six articles.

Xiao Yongyan did not disappoint everyone's expectations. He started writing as soon as he picked up the pen. The article seemed to be formed naturally and was obviously a masterpiece at first glance.

Lin Xi and his wife stayed in the county town for two days and earned two hundred and fifty taels of silver in a short time.

Lin Xi's total experience value has reached a terrifying 291 points, which is more than enough to buy a rice mill.

On the way back in the donkey cart, Lin Xi still felt dizzy. After all these operations, she had an extra 250 taels in her hands. She felt that it would be better for her to keep her shop open and let Xiao Yongyan work as a ghostwriter.

But after gradually calming down, Lin Xi asked, "You help them write articles. If they find out about it later, will there be any problems?"

"Don't worry, Xier. I have changed my handwriting and disguised myself. This group of people will soon go to other places to study. They won't be able to find me there." Xiao Yongyan said.