"You guessed it again, it's so boring!" Ke'er came back angrily with a pouted mouth. She was very unconvinced and snorted: "I don't believe you can calculate so accurately every time."
Yang Yanrong laughed and said: "I'm not guessing, this thing relies on the brain. Some people are not smart enough, and I can't help it." He pointed to his head.
"Okay, you mean I'm stupid!" Ke'er didn't want to: "Master, look at Brother Yang bullying me, let's work together to beat him up."
Sang Yuchu burst into laughter and said impatiently: "Ke'er, this guy is a freak and cannot be treated with common sense. If you try to be more serious with him, you will definitely be pissed to death."
"That's right, you're a freak." Ke'er glared at Brother Yang, then chuckled, and asked: "Brother Yang, how did you calculate it? Are you the reincarnation of Zhuge Wuhou? Otherwise
,How can you be so smart?"
"Want to know? Okay, come and let me kiss you, and I'll tell you!" Yang Yanrong smiled lustfully, and Ke'er was so angry that she wanted to hit him.
"In this world, people's hearts are really old! Alas, Confucius said: 'Only women and villains are difficult to raise!' The ancients sincerely did not deceive me!" A passing scholar shook his head and sighed.
"Hey, you poor scholar, are you talking about me?" Ke'er couldn't bear to lose face. A young scholar said this, and her pretty face turned red with anger.
"That's right! I'm talking about you. Since ancient times, men have been superior to women. You, a bad woman, openly want to beat up men on the street. Huh, how unbecoming it is!" The young scholar nodded affirmatively, glanced at Yang Yanrong with disdain, and said:
"As a seven-foot-tall man, he is worthy of heaven and earth. He was bullied by this evil woman but did not dare to teach her the words of a saint. He really lost the face of all the scholars in the world. Confucius said: 'A gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement.' You see.
Look at you, the teacher's teachings are still in your ears, but you turn a deaf ear to it, and you have insulted Sven so much that I don't even want to tell you."
When the young scholar saw that Yang Yanrong was a talented person, dressed in a Confucian shirt, and had an elegant appearance, he thought that he was also a standard scholar like him.
"My aunt will fight with you!" Ke'er was made angry by what the poor scholar said, and was about to go up and fight him, but was stopped by Yang Yanrong. He smiled and said: "Ke'er, why bother with this, we are all the same
Civilized people have nothing to talk about with such backward primitive animals."
The young scholar straightened his face and shouted: "Du! You crazy woman, I don't even want to argue with you." Then he said to Yang Yanrong: "This brother invited me, I don't know what you just said.
What is a 'backward primitive animal'? I am a young man with little talent and little knowledge, so please give me some advice!"
Yang Yanrong's face darkened. Grandma, I have never seen such a person! He just scolded me, and now he comes to ask me questions again. He is really an outstanding person.
"Pfft" Ke'er was amused by this guy, and her previous anger dissipated. This guy was simply a pedantic scholar with no scheming.
The young scholar said again: "Since I have been traveling around the world, I have been shy for a long time. Why don't we be your host? Let's find a place to go and explain it in detail to Xiaosheng. I will be very grateful!"
Black lines appeared on Yang Yanrong's forehead. Oh my God, you were sent down by God to play with me, right? I'm going to treat you to dinner, and I want to tell you, are we familiar with each other? You taught me a lesson just now.
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Yang Yanrong was so swallowed that he could not speak. The young scholar thought that Yang Yanrong had agreed. He cupped his fists and said, "Brother, you are so generous. I have been in the capital for three days and I haven't eaten a grain of rice yet. Thank you very much.
"
Yang Yanrong coughed slightly, and if he let this guy continue talking, he would be swallowed alive. He quickly said: "Brother, I don't know when I agreed to treat you to dinner? Why didn't I know?"
The young scholar said sternly: "Brother has not denied it, so naturally he agreed to Xiaosheng's request. The ancients were based on faith. Is it possible that Brother will be that person who has no faith?"
I didn't deny it, I just agreed? Damn it, what's the truth? Yang Yanrong took out a piece of ten taels of silver from his arms with a straight face, gritted his teeth and said: "Take it to eat! Today I admit it, I will treat you
, I am convinced!”
"Brother, you are totally wrong. The ancients did not eat the food that comes with sighs. How dare you, a young man, to do that? Since the young master wants to be that person who has no faith, there is nothing he can do about it. In this case, brother, please take your leave.
!" The young scholar said indignantly: "Look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out, how can I be a manuscript writer!" After that, he turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, grandma, let me treat you to a meal!" Yang Yan took back the money with hatred. Seeing that this guy's stained plain Confucian robe was already shriveled and stuffed, he thought he was really hungry, so he had no choice but to ask for something to eat.
To be honest, Yang Yanrong didn't have a good impression of this pedantic and poor scholar, but he didn't want to be said to be a dishonest person.
"Well, there are times when Brother Yang is frustrated! This guy is really awesome!" Ke'er couldn't help but feel very happy when he saw the young scholar talking about Yang Yanrong. He chuckled and said, "Master, how about we put this guy
Invite this guy to our house. Well, this guy is a scholar, so it would be a good choice to keep accounts and manage our income."
Sang Yuchu glanced at his disciple, nodded and said, "This is a good idea. Our family is lacking a trustworthy person. I think this person is indeed suitable."
The young scholar did not expect that Yang Yanrong agreed, and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, brother. The tofu noodles at the delicious restaurant in front are good. I had a bowl when I first came here. It only costs three cents, so let's go there."
My God, Yang Yanrong really doesn’t know if this guy is stupid or stupid. I gave you ten taels of silver and you didn’t want it. I bought you a bowl of tofu bread for three pennies and made you happy like this.
"What are you eating tofu? Do you think I'm a poor person? Let's go and treat you to a big dinner!" Yang Yanrong thought to himself, grandma, I still don't believe it, I will give you delicious food, look at you as a poor person
What will happen?
Yang Yanrong took the scholar to a good hotel and ordered a large table of dishes. Even the wine was the excellent Jinyang Fenjiu. The scholar looked at the delicious food on the table and licked it greedily.
With his lips and eyes shining brightly, he said with joy: "Brother, you are really refreshing. However, before eating, please explain the 'backward primitive animal' to Xiaosheng in detail."
Damn it, didn’t you go out today without reading the almanac? You are really a fucking talent. Yang Yanrong was shocked and hummed: "'Backward primitive animals' means monkeys, gorillas, baboons, etc. that have not undergone evolution."