Wei Qingwan's eyes focused on Chu Lan through the curtain hat, and she didn't look back for a long time.

With his tall and slender figure, noble aura, outstanding appearance and strong aura, it is difficult not to pay attention to him.

Wei Qingwan was very sure that this person was not from Xingshan County, and his clothing was definitely not that of a commoner. If he was a local noble in Xingshan County, the Wei family would definitely know about it.

"Sir, please." The shopkeeper smiled and asked the waiter to put new paper on the table.

Chu Lan walked forward and saw a look of surprise on her stern face when she saw the paper in front of her.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the paper, and his surprise became even stronger.

This paper is different from what he used to use in the past. Why is there such good paper in such a remote place that is not available in the capital?

"Where did this paper come from?" Chu Lan asked the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper replied with a smile: "This is the paper sold exclusively by our Sibaozhai. If you like it, you can buy some after my store opens. After today's competition, our store will officially open."

Chu Lan raised his head and looked at the shop behind the shopkeeper. On the plaque were the three characters "Si Bao Zhai".

Chu Lan said "Interesting", then picked up a pen and paper and started writing.

The title of the shopkeeper's question is "Food is the first priority for the people"

Chu Lan also wrote about a hundred words.

The handwriting is grand and powerful, the pen is domineering, and the writing is broad and wide.

The onlookers immediately cheered and said "good" several times.

The waiter also hung up the calligraphy of Chu Lan, right next to the calligraphy of Wei Yichen.

Putting the two handwritings together, the contrast is very obvious. Wei Yichen's handwriting is much gentler.

The shopkeeper asked everyone if there was anyone else who wanted to participate in the competition. After asking three times, he confirmed that there was no one, so he gave a wooden sign to everyone present.

The wooden sign is engraved with the simple three characters "Si Baozhai" and is tied with a red string.

"Today's judges are everyone present. If everyone thinks whose calligraphy is better, they will hang wooden signs on the hooks on that person's works. In the end, the person with the most wooden signs will be the winner today."

Lu Yuhong looked at the wooden sign in his hand, smiled, and whispered to Chu Lan: "It's really interesting that the onlookers can actually vote to decide the winner."

"It's a smart choice." Chu Lan said.

This kind of evaluation method prevents the organizer of the competition from offending others, and as a newly opened store, the last thing you can do is offend others.

Lu Yuhong smiled and asked Chu Lan: "If I don't vote for you, can I still go back tonight?"

Chu Lan: "Then you have to think clearly."

Lu Yuhong: "No, I thought you were just playing for fun, how come you still have the will to win?"

Chu Lan: “It’s indeed more interesting than I thought.”

Lu Yuhong: "Let me just say this store is quite interesting!"

Voting begins.

The spectators who got the wooden signs cast their votes one after another.

Not surprisingly, the works by Wei Yichen and Chu Lan have the largest number of wooden signs hanging above them, far ahead of the other works.

Wei Qingwan also got a wooden sign. She knew that her wooden sign must be voted for her eldest brother, but before hanging up the wooden sign, she couldn't help but glance at the young man in brocade.

I don’t know who will win, this young man or the eldest brother.

Wei Ruo also got a piece. She quickly hung the wooden sign on the hook above Wei Yichen's work and ran away at the speed of light.

After the voting was over, the shopkeeper counted all the wooden cards in front of everyone.

The other people's pictures only received three to five votes, and were nothing interesting. The ones that attracted the most attention were Wei Yichen's and Chu Lan's.

Twenty wooden signs were counted on the hook above Chu Lan's work.

Twenty-one wooden plaques are counted on the hook above Wei Yichen's work.

With only one vote difference, Wei Yichen narrowly won.

The shopkeeper smiled and said to Chu Lan: "Master, I'm sorry, I'm missing one. I'm going to sentence you to lose. Do you have any objections?"

"No." Chu Lan replied, "Since I am participating in your competition, I must abide by your rules. There is no problem with your process."

"Okay, then I will announce that the young man in white is the winner today."

Shopkeeper Jia looked at Wei Yichen with a smile.

Wei Yichen walked up to Chu Lan and bowed: "Thank you, Master. I was able to narrowly defeat you today, probably because my two younger sisters were also assigned wooden cards. Otherwise, the winner should be Master."

"If you lose, you lose. You have a sister, and I also have a good friend here. There is nothing to say." Not only was Chu Lan not angry, she seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight smile on her lips.

He has something more interesting to him than the calligraphy treasures of the Tibetan monks.

Wei Yichen nodded and said nothing.

The shopkeeper put the scroll containing the paintings of Canglin layman into a wooden box and handed it to Wei Yichen.

Then he announced: "The paper you just used is available in the store. If you need it, you can go to the store to buy it. Each person is limited to 50 sheets per day. The quantity is limited and while supplies last."

All the students who had just participated in the competition had already used paper and pens from Sibozhai. The pen and ink were average and not much different from those elsewhere, but this paper was very different.

Although it is a bit more expensive than elsewhere, the quality is much better.

And this price is acceptable to people with a wealthy family.

As soon as they heard that the purchase was restricted and the quantity was limited, people immediately crowded into the store for fear that they would be late and unable to buy it.

Soon there was a long queue at the entrance of Sibaozhai, and the scene was very lively.

This is a rare scene in Xingshan County, where the economic situation is not very prosperous.

It can be seen that the people at the bottom are still having a hard time. Those families that can support a scholar can still afford money to buy pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Wei Yichen also asked the boy to queue up and buy some more for himself.

After a while, Shopkeeper Jia announced that today's paper has been sold out, and if you need it, you can only come back tomorrow.

When they learned that it was sold out, those who didn't buy it showed disappointment.

The crowd dispersed, Wei Qingwan was still among the crowd, looking around, subconsciously looking for the figure of the noble young master just now.

Wei Yichen grabbed her: "Wanwan, what are you looking at?"

"I...I'm looking for my sister..."

Wei Yichen looked around and found Wei Ruo nowhere to be found.

Wei Ruo had already walked away when the competition ended and went to hang out in other nearby stores.

Wei Yichen found Wei Ruo in the preserved fruit shop on the street.

Wei Ruogang had just finished buying several large packages of preserved fruits and was about to come back.

Looking at what Wei Ruo bought, Wei Yichen took a quick look and thought it was a bit much, but did not criticize Wei Ruo. Instead, he said: "My sister likes to eat preserved fruits. I will bring them to you next time. You don't have to stock up so much at once. It will take a long time."

It’s not fresh anymore.”

Wei Yichen thought it was because Wei Ruo rarely had the opportunity to go out. It was rare that he had a chance to go out today. He bought so much because he was afraid that he would not have the chance to buy later.

Wei Ruo smiled, did not agree or refute, and followed Wei Yichen back home to his family.

After returning, Wei Yichen asked Wei Mingting: "Father, the young master just now seems to have an unusual identity. Does father know who he is?"
Chapter completed!