Sun Ximei held a brush in her hand and evenly painted ink. She hummed, "You are the only one who writes poems. You can write the words first. I'll just choose a few poems by Li Taibai and just hang them on it."

Song Kai thought for a while and said, "It's good, but it's not special. Let's talk about the whole song. First write a couplet. Well, just write a couplet... and write it, well, the food in the world is accompanied by fragrant wine, and the white jade lion saliva."

"ah?"

"Puff!"

"hehe!"

Sun Ximei, Nie Lingdang and A Fu made a sound at the same time.

Nie Lingling smiled the most happily, "This couplet is pretty good. If the stone lion on the opposite side can really drool, that would be great."

Sun Ximei shook her head and muttered, "It's too unreasonable. You are a scholar. Doing such poetry is a shame for scholars. But, well, it's quite appropriate to make couplets."

While talking, Sun Ximei wrote it down.

Song Kai nodded and said, "Well, let's have a few more elegant poems. Once you have them, let's first have a limerick."

"Like likable?" Sun Ximei looked at Song Kai.

"It's just a poem that is not very neat. Don't say that there is no beautiful in Suzhou. When we meet in the hotel in the world, there is no way out for mountains and rivers. The willows and flowers are bright. Yes, have you finished writing it?" Song Kai looked down at Sun Mei.

Sun Ximei frowned and savored it carefully, "The mountains and rivers are full of water and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are bright again? This is a very good... Well, it is indeed an excellent poem, with a bit of life philosophy, but... hey, it was just ruined by your first two poems. It should be a very charming poem, but it is a very inferior one."

Sun Ximei muttered and wrote four poems.

Song Kai ignored Sun Ximei's attitude and continued: "Yeah, I'm good, I'll write it well, let's have another poem. When we met last year, the lights in the flower market were like day. The moon was on the willows, and people made an appointment after dusk. When we met this year, the moon and the lights were still the same. When we saw each other last year, the wine wet our sleeves."

Sun Ximei frowned while writing, and after writing the last sentence, she became a little confused. This poem is a poem by Ouyang Xiu changed by Song Kai. Although it is a bit unsuitable, the deep meaning of parting and longing in the poem, which is like meeting each other yesterday, appears in front of you.

This time, even Nie Lingdang was a little crazy. Although Nie Lingdang didn't like reading, she was a princess after all. She didn't learn much since she was a child, but she learned a lot of poetry, songs and essays. At least she could see the artistic conception contained in this poem.

Song Kai ignored the two women and muttered: "This song is not good, it doesn't reflect the name of our Hongchen Inn. If you don't change it, you will change the flower market to Hongchen Inn."

"Shut up!" Sun Ximei looked up, her eyes a little wet, "Poetry is an elegant thing, how can you... how can you be so frivolous! But... but this poem is what you did, you... you should stop changing it after all, please."

"Okay, okay, okay," Song Kai waved his hand, "Let's have another song. I really won't change it randomly this time, you can write it."

Sun Ximei's body trembled and looked at Song Kai, "Is there... still?"

"Of course, I have done some secretly over the years. Well, you write, when will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky with wine. I don't know what palace in the sky is, and what year is tonight. I want to ride the wind and go back, but I am still afraid of the jade building and jade. The high place is cold, and I dance and play with the clear shadows, how do I feel like I am in the world! Turning on the red pavilion, low on the beautiful house, shining without sleep. There should be no hatred, and why do things go far away? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has phases and waxing. This matter is difficult to complete. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon with thousands of miles away." This time, Song Kai did not modify the poem randomly, but brought the complete "Shuitu Songtou".

After hearing this poem, Sun Ximei trembled in her hand, and a drop of thick ink fell on the white paper.

"My paper!" Song Kai reminded him, but when he looked up and saw Sun Ximei's expression, he knew it was broken. The poem seemed a bit too big, so he quickly smiled and said, "If it's too long, don't write it, let's change..."

However, Sun Ximei suddenly lowered her head and waved her brush quickly. A song "Shuitu Songtou" was instantly completed. After she finished writing it, she breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the white paper under her pen and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, people have joys and sorrows, the moon has phases, good! This is hard to complete in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon together! Good!"

As he said that, Sun Ximei bowed to Song Kai very seriously.

Song Kai waved his hand quickly, his old face flushed, "Forget it, it's just a poem, there's no need to do that."

"No, not only this word, but my calligraphy just now also went to a higher level. In the past, my grandfather always said that my calligraphy was just a form of form and could only be used as a craftsman. But today, it is really exciting to express my feelings in the pen. Thank you, Song Lang." Sun Ximei said very seriously.

Song Kai said "Oh" and said, "Well, three songs, it's almost done, oh, by the way, there's one more song."

"And?" Nie Lingdang and Sun Ximei exclaimed at the same time.

"It's a song that advises people not to waste. This song is very short. I like plum blossoms, you continue... It's noon to hoe the wheat, and sweat drips into the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard to do." Song Kai sighed after he finished reading it.

This song "Praise the Farmer" is certainly good, but with the impact of the previous song "Shuitu Songtou", both women are already numb.

Sun Ximei put down her pen and ink, secretly looked at Song Kai, and then looked at the poems she had written before. She really couldn't connect these poems with Song Kai.

Song Kai didn't feel anything and said, "Well, it's almost done. Putting these poems on it and hanging them up is considered a genre."

"Song Lang is not a good-looking person. You are truly elegant. On the day you open the store, your reputation will surely spread throughout Suzhou, and even to Chang'an City in one day," Sun Ximei said seriously.

"Ah? By the way, this doesn't work, this doesn't work," Song Kai scratched his head, "If you sign, just write the signature...that's what someone else did?"

"Why?" Sun Ximei looked at Song Kai strangely, "If it really came to Chang'an City, within a year, Song Lang, you will have a smooth career."

"This is the key point. I forgot a lot of things and don't like being an official. I'm really summoned by the officials in Chang'an City. I will definitely make trouble. If you are OK, just write the signature..."

"Just write me!" Nie Lingling walked up with a smile, "Write me, write me, I want to taste the taste of being famous all over the world, well, just write what Nie Hong wrote."

Song Kai glanced at Nie Lingling, then nodded, "Well, the signature will be written on Nie Hong."

Sun Ximei sighed, and with a little curiosity towards Lu Yun, she wrote down the signature.

Then Song Kai asked Ah Fu to buy some Li Bai's poems tomorrow and hang them on the wall together.

Sun Ximei walked to the clinic a little lost. The poems just now had a great impact on her. Her most annoying life was Nu Hong. She liked to read and write since she was a child. She was extremely smart and learned much better than other brothers. Later, she followed Sun Tang to learn medical skills. Because of her good understanding, she soon entered the school. Although she did not treat people on weekdays, her brothers and uncles knew that this female's medical skills were not worse than theirs, and she would steadily surpass them in a few years.

Because of this, there are not many men who can be favored by Sun Ximei. However, recently, the few poems that Song Kai recited casually made Sun Ximei feel powerless, as if she could only look up.

When he returned to the inn, Xue Weihai happened to visit Zhou Ce on the hospital bed. Seeing Sun Ximei coming back, Xue Weihai asked with a smile, "When will the inn in Song Kai be completely defeated?"

Sun Ximei bowed to Xue Weihai, then lowered her head and said, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't lose. The day when the store is opened, it will definitely cause a sensation in Suzhou City."

After saying that, Sun Ximei went to the backyard and went back to her room.

Sun Tang and Xue Weihai are both strange and do not understand what Sun Ximei means.

In the Hongchen Inn, Nie Lingling looked at a few poems and laughed. She raised her hand and hammered Song Kai's shoulder, "It's not bad, Song Kai, I really didn't realize that you are actually a hidden talent."

Ah Fu just laughed foolishly. Although he couldn't understand the poems, he seemed to be really powerful.

Song Kai waved his hand, "Stop laughing, hurry up, come and help steam wine. You have to make at least fifty kilograms in the past two days."

Nie Lingdang went to work with his mouth pouted.

The inn was nervously doing preparations. Early the next morning, as soon as the city gate was opened, Afu took the recruitment notice to the stone pillar not far from the city gate, and stepped on a few stones. Afu put the big recruitment notice white paper on the stone pillar.

Generally speaking, only official manifestos are posted outside. Merchants rarely use this method to advertise. Not that no one expected it, but mainly because paper is too expensive these days and not many people are literate.

However, Song Kai's recruitment notice is quite attractive, mainly because he has a salary of three stagnant every month, which is quite OK.

Ah Fu stood aside to protect the recruitment notice, and the people watching it came one after another, mostly laughing casually and then passed. These days, not many people know how to cook, and most of them are local wealth, wealthy and gentlemen, and servants in the royal family. They are all specially trained by spending a lot of money.

At the Hongchen Inn, about afternoon, a fat guy with big ears leaned his head and looked around at the door of the store.

Song Kai sat behind the counter, pointed at the fat man and said, "What are you doing?"

The guy looked back and then shrank his shoulder and ran towards the store door, "Well, are you recruiting a chef?"

"Are you a chef?" Song Kai looked up and down at the person who was born, and he was more than 1.7 meters tall, but he was extremely strong, with his face one by one, and his belly was also erect, as if he was pregnant for nine months and his head was round. Judging from his face, he was not a treacherous person.

"Yes, yes, it's a chef. I used to be a chef... I used to be a chef. My family's cooking skills. Look, this is the meteorite iron kitchen knife passed down from the imperial examination. It's just this one in the whole Tang Dynasty." As he said that, the man took out a dark kitchen knife from the back. Not to mention, there are really three words engraved on the kitchen knife, "Zhao Jia Cai". Although I don't know if this kitchen knife was made of meteorite, it is indeed a coquettish pen.

Song Kai nodded and said, "Try it for a week first. Let's go with me to the kitchen to prepare a few dishes. If you pass the exam, you will be there."

The fat man smiled and said, "Okay, but you have to keep food and accommodation in the store."
Chapter completed!