Chapter 271

Hearing the content of the bet, Wu Er Ge couldn't help but smile coldly: "then you don't have to bet. Sir, you won't see you."

"How do you know without gambling? If Mr. Xiong hasn't come out until Youshi, even if I lose, I will stop harassing Mr. Xiong and leave immediately. But I've come here. I hope Mr. Xiong can give me that pot of Mulan as a souvenir. In exchange, I'll send him a hundred pieces of bamboo paper early tomorrow morning. "

"Mulan?" Wu Er GE's eyes were even more disdainful, "you think the beauty, that basin of Mulan is the famous plant that Mr. Zhang personally takes care of. How can you give this kind of little girl whose hair has not grown up all the time!"

Ignoring his ridicule, song Xijiao continued: "if Mr. Xiong comes out before Youshi, I will win, and I will take Mr. Xiong's" double old man fishing map. "

Wu Er Ge said, "how can you..."

"I bet." An old voice suddenly came from the room, which interrupted Wu Er GE's cruel words.

"Sir?" On hearing Mr. Xiong's voice, Wu Er Ge turned his head in surprise.

I haven't seen anyone else for half a year. How can I be cheated out by a little girl today? What's good about this bet? As long as you don't come out, you'll win?

Mr. Xiong ignored Wu's surprise, coughed, cleared his throat and said, "I'll bet with you."

"Well, then I'll wait for you to come out!"

Song Xijiao winked at Hu que, ran to him and hit his arm with his shoulder: "get ready for a hundred knives!"

Hu que didn't care whether he would give her a hundred bucks. As long as she dared to speak, even if she wanted the moon from the stars, he was willing to help her take it off. Just seeing her happy eyes narrowing, he thought it was fun, so he deliberately said, "if you lose, you still want money?"

"Then you can watch it!"

As time went by, song Xijiao was a restless girl. She dug a lot of wild vegetables, herbs and mushrooms while wandering around the wooden house.

Near the time of Youshi, she lifted her sleeve to wipe the sweat on her forehead, sat cross legged and began to eat the fruit that the woman had given her. After eating, Hu que stood under the eaves with his arms in his arms. He was looking at her with a smile. He threw him a fruit and said, "eat it. You won't be in the mood to eat if you lose the bet later."

"You think everyone is like you, little money fan."

"I'm a fan of money, aren't you? Then you still cooperate with me, not to see that I can make money! "

Hu que, however, did not say anything with a smile. He wanted to make a lot of money. Did I want your share? Just to see that she is still a friend to her mouth, can only be hard to say.

All of a sudden, the wooden door was pushed open, and Wu Er Ge came out and yelled, "you have lost

"So soon we have reached Youshi?" Song Xijiao looked up at the sun and said with a smile, "well, I'm willing to admit defeat. Please change the bet and give me the Mulan."

Wu Er Ge finally showed a smile on his face. As soon as he was about to move the basin of Mulan, he was stopped by song Xijiao. He did not understand and looked at her: "what are you doing?"

Song Xijiao giggled: "it's very clear in the gambling agreement that I lost. Mr. Xiong wants to give me Mulan, but what you send is not counted."

Then she raised her voice and called into the room, "Mr. bear! You are a wise man, and you will not be able to make a success of your life, but you will have to play with a little girl for a small bet? "

Wu Er Ge was stunned. After a while, he returned to his mind and raised his finger to song Xijiao's nose: "you cheat!"

Seeing this, Hu que quickly stepped forward to block song Xijiao and held Wu Er GE's hand: "brother Wu, my little sister is a little naughty, but since Mr. Xiong has promised to gamble, he should be willing to gamble and admit defeat."

"Well, it's clear that you are using the art of speech to see Mr. Xiong!"

Song Xijiao poked her head out of the back of Hu que to grab Bai and said, "we are not good at using speech. Mr. Xiong doesn't admit it when he loses. It's not more excessive to play dirty!"

"You..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha." There was a burst of hearty laughter in the house. Then, an old man with white hair came out of the room and said, "let me see, which little girl dares to calculate me like this?"

He was dressed in simple cloth, but it was not coarse cloth, but soft and comfortable cotton cloth at a glance. A white hair is not combed up, scattered on the body, nondescript, if in Jinzhou City, will certainly be criticized by scholars.

At this time, song Xijiao finally understood the significance of his seclusion.

It is true that they are more comfortable, more free, and more graceful if they are not subject to the common etiquette or the control of others.

After admiring the great man, song Xijiao stepped forward and said with a smile, "younger song Xijiao has seen Mr. Xiong."

"You took great pains to see me." Mr. Xiong said, nodding like Hu que, and asked, "how are you doing, Mr. Hu?"

Hu que said, "thanks to Mr. Xiong's concern, my father is in good health and everything is fine."

"Well, why did you two come all the way to me?"

Song Xijiao didn't want to delay time or waste Mr. Xiong's time, so she put forward her idea of movable type printing. When it came to the need for someone to draw a reverse painting, she looked at Mr. Xiong earnestly."I'm afraid that those who don't want to draw with me can't appreciate the painting of the old man, but they don't have the ability to appreciate it."

"Printing? If it's done, it's really a good thing to do for thousands of years. Well, I'll draw a few for you, and I'll see what it looks like when you print it. "

Hearing this, song Xijiao was overjoyed. After making an agreement with Mr. Xiong, she took advantage of the setting sun to return to Jinzhou City with Hu que.

On the way back, Hu que couldn't help asking, "how do you know Mr. Xiong will bet with you?"

Song Xijiao complacently explained: "well, it's called psychology. A man of great intelligence, like Mr. Xiong, must be very conceited about his IQ. I'll sell a fool and make a bet with him that I'm bound to lose. On the contrary, smart people like him will be surrounded by me to see what I want to do. In fact, my only wish is to see him."

Hu que listened vaguely, then looked at her and asked, "what about me? Why did you make that bet with me

"To make money!"

Seeing that her reply was so straightforward and did not cover up her own careful thinking, Hu que couldn't laugh or cry. It seems that when she came up with this set of old Mr. Xiong's method, she thought about how to pit herself.

If you want to say that this is good at making money, song Xijiao ranks second in the world. I'm afraid no one dares to rank first!

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