The girl was really speechless. The boss was so young, so why was he so stubborn?

Five yuan a pound is definitely a high price, okay?

"You really can't sell it for five yuan a pound?" The girl really wanted to buy it.

Li Youran shook his head.

"I bet that if you don't lower the price, even if your eggplants are rotten, you won't be able to sell any of them. Isn't this a waste?" the girl said again.

Li Youran said: "Before I die, I will eat them all myself."

Girl: "..."

There is no hope, this person has fallen into the eyes of money.

The girl was also helpless.

Then he shook his head and was about to turn around and leave.

But suddenly he saw a line of words written on the ground in front of Li Youran.

From her perspective, although the words were backwards, they were very simple and she could easily recognize them.

It says, "One trip, two or three miles."

What does this say?

The girl couldn't help but be a little curious and asked: "What are you writing about?"

Li Youran lowered his head and looked at the line of words in front of him, which he had just written on a small stone on the ground.

There was no business at that time, and Li Youran remembered that when he was harvesting tomatoes two days ago, he harvested the ancient poem "Mountain Village Odyssey" from the earth.

On a whim, I saw a small stone at my feet, so I picked up the small stone and planned to write that poem.

As soon as I finished writing the first sentence, the girl came.

Now when the girl asked about it, she said, "This is a poem! You should be able to tell from that, right?"

The girl smiled and said: "Looking at the number of words, it is indeed a poem. But how can anyone write a poem like this? You are too simple."

Li Youran said: "Who says something so simple can't be a poem? Poems don't have to be complicated."

The girl said: "Of course I know that poetry does not have to be complicated. Simple poems can also be good poems. But no matter how simple it is, there is no such thing. This is just a child counting."

Li Youran said, "I don't know."

"You don't have any knowledge?" When the girl heard this, she got a little angry and said, "I am the vice president of the Luohua Poetry Club. How can I have no knowledge? It seems to me that you don't know how to write poetry, but you insist on learning how to write poetry."

Li Youran said: "After you finish writing this poem, it is obviously a very good poem. But you can't see it. What if you are not knowledgeable?"

The girl said, "Just brag. Then finish writing the poem and let me see what kind of good poem it is."

Li Youran said: "If you ask me to write, I will write it?"

The girl said: "I knew you would say that. You were just bragging, but of course you couldn't really write it. You are bragging about selling vegetables, and you are bragging about writing poems."

Li Youran said: "If I write it, it will be a really good poem. What can I say?"

The girl said: "If it's really a good poem, I'll buy all your eggplants for only eight yuan a pound. But what if it's a rubbish poem?"

Li Youran said: "If it is a rubbish poem, I will give you all these eggplants for free."

The girl said: "Okay, it's settled. Just write it."

Li Youran's eyes lit up, this is a big business! He immediately said with a smile: "However, you can't insist on calling it garbage poetry without conscience!"

The girl said: "Don't worry, if it is really a good poem, I will naturally admit it. Although this is absolutely impossible."

Li Youran still smiled and said, "Then you should watch carefully."

Li Youran picked up the small stone he had just thrown aside and continued to write: "Four or five families in Yancun."

The girl's originally unconcerned face revealed a somewhat surprised look.

Li Youran continued to write, "There are six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers."

Finish writing and call it a day.

But the girl was completely stunned at this time, her eyes widened with a look of disbelief on her face.

"One mile away, there are four or five houses in Yancun.

There are six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety flowers."

After adding the next three sentences, it turned into a really good poem.

It is still very simple, but it is no longer just counting, but very charming.

A few simple sentences constitute a beautiful pastoral landscape painting, which is very artistic and picturesque. You can also feel the poet's contentment and joy.

Such a simple poem can be so charming. This is really a very good poem.

Moreover, the level of the poet is still very high.

Ordinary poets do not have the ability to write such a simple poem with such charm.

Is this young vegetable seller very good at writing poetry?

The girl was shocked, was she so blind that she didn't recognize Taishan?

Li Youran looked at the girl's stunned expression and felt very proud. This is a famous poem from the earth, how could it be so simple?

This big deal is done!

Li Youran said with a smile: "Girl, what do you think of this poem?"

The girl gave a slight "hum" and said, "Weigh it, I bought them all."

"Okay!" Li Youran gave the girl a thumbs up. It's very good to be able to do what he says.

Put all the eggplants into a big bag and weigh it, 12 kilograms and 4 taels.

Li Youran said: "That's 12 pounds for you. It's 96 yuan. Thank you for your patronage!"

The girl nodded, said nothing, and then paid.

After paying the money, the girl hesitated for a while and finally asked: "Did you really write this poem yourself?"

Li Youran shook his head and said, "No."

The girl was stunned, "No?"

Li Youran nodded, "No. I just farm and fish in the mountains. How could I write such a good poem?"

The girl was about to get angry again and said: "You should admit it simply. Since you didn't write it, then you... then you..."

The girl suddenly couldn't speak anymore. She remembered that the other party didn't seem to say that he wrote this poem.

Li Youran smiled slightly and said: "I didn't say that I wrote this poem! Moreover, the bet we just made has nothing to do with who wrote this poem. Doesn't it?"

The girl could only nod and said: "Okay, it really doesn't matter. Then can you tell me who wrote this poem? Where did you see it? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Li Youran said: "I saw this accidentally in the mountains. It was signed by Xiaoyaozi. It must have been written by a person named Xiaoyaozi. You haven't seen it before, probably because the poem hasn't spread yet.

"

"Deep in the mountains? Xiaoyaozi?" The girl looked at Li Youran suspiciously, but finally nodded slowly and said, "He should be a reclusive master, right?"

Li Youran smiled slightly and said, "Maybe."

"Xiaoyaozi?" The girl murmured the name again, then said goodbye to Li Youran and left carrying the eggplant.

Li Youran said: "Come again next time!"

The girl suddenly staggered and walked faster without looking back.

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