The two walked over with a puzzled look on their faces, thinking that these scholars wanted to buy pens, ink, paper and inkstone, but they didn't go in, but instead surrounded the door.

After approaching, the two saw that there was a written couplet hanging on the door, and there was a desk at the door, with a black inkstone on the desk. Behind the desk was a gentleman in his fifties wearing a dark brown robe, with a brown scarf tied hair and a goatee.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Qiuju asked a young scholar beside her with beautiful eyes.

The young scholar looked at Qiuju and said, "The shopkeeper of Ranmozhai recently got the first couplet, but he has never been able to express the second couplet. So, he hung the first couplet today and asked others to match it. As long as it matches it, he can get the inkstone on the table." He said, and pointed to the black inkstone on the table with the folding fan in his hand.

Qiuju tilted her head and looked at the unpretentious inkstone on the table, and then looked at the scholars who were thinking about the lower couplets. She pointed to the inkstone on the table and said to the young scholar: "So you all came for this inkstone?"

The young scholar nodded and said, "That's right, hey..." He sighed, "It's a pity that I can't learn well, so I can't think of the second couplet at all. I'm destined to be out of this inkstone."

Qiu Ju said: "Isn't it just an inkstone? What's the pity?" It's not that I can't buy it. Just such an inkstone can be bought with a few dollars!

The young scholar widened his eyes and looked at Qiuju, raised his voice and said, "What does it mean? It's just an inkstone? This is not an ordinary inkstone, it's a high-quality Duan inkstone, and it's also made by the old man in Fang, worth a thousand gold."

This old man in Fang is called Fangyan. The Fang family has made inkstones for generations. The inkstones of this old man have always been the royal property in the palace. The inkstones of the Fang family are the best made by the Fang family, and the inkstones he made are hard to find. Since Fang Lao passed away, the inkstones he made have been even more prosperous and he can't buy them even if he has money.

Upon hearing this, Qiuju widened her eyes and looked unbelievable. Just a dark inkstone with a low appearance was worth a thousand gold. Be good, she really doesn't understand the world of scholars.

"Did you see the person standing there?" The young man pointed to a handsome man with clear moon and breeze standing on the right and said to Qiu Ju: "The son of the president of Qingyun Academy, Yun Qingyang, the number one talent in Dongchen Kingdom, also came for this inkstone."

He felt that the person who had the most chance to get that inkstone today was Yun Qingyang.

Shen Wan and Qiu Ju both looked in the direction pointed by the young scholar. When they saw that it was Yun Qingyang.

I saw him wearing a moon-white long gown, tied his hair with a moon-white Confucian scarf, looked up at the pair hanging on the door, and a distinct Adam's apple appeared on his slender neck. He frowned slightly, and gently tapped his chin with a folding fan, as if he was thinking hard.

"Brother, can you recite the first couplet for me?" Shen Wan said with a gentle smile and looked at the young scholar.

As the saying goes, if you have money, you don’t make a bastard, but you don’t want good things you can ask for. Of course, the same is true. As a modern person, although she doesn’t know how to match the couple, she happened to see the couple hanging on the door while watching a TV show about couples. Although she has no feelings for the inkstone, it is also a worthy thing. If she is lucky, wouldn’t she be able to buy a farm outside the city as soon as she sells it?

However, in order to pretend to be illiterate in front of Qiuju, she could only pretend that she couldn't understand and asked the little brother to read it for her.

The young scholar looked at Chen Wan and asked in surprise: "Why, do you want to try it too?"
Chapter completed!