Lin Xu and Xia Dahai bought some snacks and went shopping while walking.
"Hey, you failed to win the top prize? You sound really crazy!"
Standing in front of a stall selling calligraphy and paintings, Lin Xu smiled slightly.
The stall owner was a tall young scholar who looked to be in his twenties. He was wearing a frayed blue cotton robe and looked quite casual.
However, he hung a white strip of cloth on a bamboo pole next to the stall, with four big Chinese characters written on it: "Failed to be the best flower".
The so-called "Tanhua" refers to the third place in the palace examination, second only to the number one and second place. That is to say, the third place in the highest level examination in the country that year, is a well-deserved one among the people!
And this down-and-out scholar actually compares himself to the third flower. If it’s not arrogance, what is it?
At this moment, the young scholar was writing furiously as if there was no one around. Lin Xu leaned over and took a look. His writing was like flowing clouds and flowing water, as powerful as a swimming dragon, and his power penetrated the back of the paper!
"What a good word!"
Lin Xu couldn't help but sigh!
Speaking of which, although the original owner of Lin Xu is not good at reading, his handwriting is still good, which can be regarded as above average.
However, compared with the poor scholar in front of him, his handwriting is far behind!
"No matter how good your handwriting is, what's the use? It's just superficial skills, not your real ability!"
The young scholar didn't even raise his head or stop writing in his hand. He replied casually, with a hint of despair and a kind of madness in his tone!
"Then tell me, what is your true ability?"
Lin Xu asked with interest.
This time, the young scholar finally raised his head and glanced at Lin Xu, smiled faintly, and said loudly: "Being named on the gold medal list, being named a marquis and worshiping the prime minister, this is called true ability!"
"In that case, why don't you, the 'unsuccessful person', study hard and start selling calligraphy and painting here?"
Lin Xu joked.
"Without him, it's just the pressure of life. I can't even eat enough, and my stomach is growling with hunger. What kind of book are you reading!"
The young scholar said without hesitation.
After hearing this, Lin Xu couldn't help but smile slightly.
Although this scholar was arrogant, he was also frank, which suited Lin Xu's taste.
"How do you sell your calligraphy and painting?"
Lin Xu looked at the works displayed on the stall and asked.
"A word with fifty inscriptions, a picture with a hundred inscriptions, just choose whatever you want."
"So cheap? Excluding the cost of pen, ink and paper, how much money can you make?"
"I can't make much money, just enough to make ends meet!"
"Your calligraphy and painting are pretty good. The price is indeed a bit cheap!"
"Haha, what's the use of good calligraphy and painting? We're not a famous artist! We can't sell it at this price! Do you want it? If you want more, I can give you a cheaper price!"
"You didn't fail the lottery, so why aren't you considered a famous person?"