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I shouted enthusiastically, "Everyone, come and take a look at this painting. The calligraphy that I have written is full of charm and the calligraphy that I have written is perfect to the extreme. To tell you the truth, he is very knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If anyone has anything they like, they might as well say it. Compared to what he wrote, it's no worse than what any famous expert has written. Everyone in the West Market is fortunate, so don't miss it. " I don't mind praising him, but I won't tell anyone that he's the eldest young master of the Xiang Family, and that he's doing things in the palace.

Mo Li smiled as he looked at me and shouted. There were some who were interested as well, so they came over and asked, "Is it really 10 copper coins for a painting?"

I smiled and replied warmly, "This lady is definitely talented. She has a gentle and beautiful temperament, and seeing your beautiful appearance, I can see that this painting has 9 copper coins to sell. I'll give you another flower as a gift."

A bashful expression surfaced on the girl's face. Her eyes were full of smiles. She seemed to enjoy these words and happily bought a painting.

With a start, it would slowly improve. When it became lively and he was asked to write it immediately, I took two coins out of his purse and ran out to buy a bowl of almond tea and sour plum soup.

The almond tea was still hot. I blew on it and brought it to his lips. "Drink, Mo Li."

He shook his head, silently indicating that there were more people here.

Under his etiquette, he did not like doing this in public, but I was stubborn. If he did not drink, I would carry it like this. He was a bit helpless, so he took a sip from his bowl and said, "Put it aside first. Wait for me to finish writing it."

Laughing loudly around the people around them, he said, "Young husband and wife, I guess."

I laughed and didn't explain.

His face was still very calm. After he finished writing seriously, he was asked to write again. I finished the sour plum soup, then covered the almond tea in a bowl and carefully studied the ink as I watched him write.

I love to see him write, his calligraphy has his gentle manner and his proud character, he writes very seriously and tiredly, in the busy city his unique elegance cannot be erased.

If only this man loved me.

A heavy silver was thrown in front of me. A cold voice said, "Write two words for me!"

I looked at his face from the point of view of his spotless white clothes. He looked very handsome with two slanted eyebrows, and his eyes were bright like the stars, and under his tall and plump nose, his thin red lips were curled up slightly, and he had a very natural and noble air. The wind was blowing, causing his snow-white sleeves to turn slightly with a hint of hidden fragrance, and from what I could see, this man was not a rich man, but one of those ordinary people in the market.

Even the way he looked at Mo Li was somewhat haughty and provocative. I couldn't see it clearly, but his cold and sharp gaze was hard to look at. I lowered my head to look at the shiny silver. Are you going to smash people with silver just because you have money?

The surrounding people all cried out because of this flawless silver. They were generous and had an imposing aura, looking up at him and wondering if he was a young master from another clan.

Mo Li trembled slightly. I saw that his writing had come to an end and his ink had slipped away. He stared at the man and I smiled. I picked up a copper coin and threw the silver coin at his feet and arrogantly said, "I'll give you a copper coin to show off."

"Write Yuanyuan, one silver tael." His hand elegantly took out another silver coin from his waist and threw it on the ground. That aura was extremely domineering and ostentatious.

Mo Li didn't utter a word. I unhappily raised my voice and said, "If you want to mess things up, go to the side. If you have the money, get people to write it down. We aren't going to call you mother just because we have milk."

Everyone on the stage laughed. His lips also curled up into a smile as he looked at me with a gaze as sharp as an arrow. What are you looking at? Staring.