Because today is the day to exchange points.

The old Xu family has more than 30 formal employees to this day, and the scale is already quite large. If the subsequent business is stable, there will be more staff.

Three large tables were placed side by side in the middle of the dojo. Xu Youde, Xu Zhang, Liao Qing, and Xu Jiaojiao sat or stood, acting as host and exchanger.

The rest of the Lao Xu family acted as temporary security guards to maintain order.

Opposite the table were all the employees, all looking at this side with bright eyes.

On the outside, there are more villagers watching the fun.

Xu Jiaojiao, the actual shopkeeper, made a speech:

"Dear workers! Another year has passed. This year, Qingxi Xujiu has taken a solid step and was given the royal tribute wine by the emperor. This is inseparable from your hard work..."

The boss Xu Jiaojiao was speaking, but the employees were following the rules and listening carefully, but the people watching the fun did not respect the leaders so much and were talking.

"Coworker? This word sounds fresh and well said, and it sounds surprisingly comfortable."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Don't you look at who they are?"

"Hey, why are you talking about this? You didn't see the meat and ingredients? There are so many ingredients, some of which are still shiny, and they don't look like they are making clothes."

"You are just a rustic guy. Why don't you make clothes? But those materials look very expensive, you can't afford them."

"What do I do with those? I use that for clothes. I'm still afraid of getting rid of them, and Mars burning them, and I feel uncomfortable wearing them."

"I think you're sour..."

"You're not sour, why are you always staring at there?"

Xu Jiaojiao is not a real leader, at least she is at the level of a primary school student when speaking. After a few sentences, she gets to the point.

"...These are the rules for points redemption. Some families may have prepared them and can't use these things, so that's okay. The current Xinjin County Master is here. You can write ink for everyone on the spot, write Spring Festival couplets, and exchange them for twenty points!"

The twenty points to exchange for a pair of Spring Festival couplets was decided after discussion by the old Xu family.

When Xu Darong was there, he could exchange one point for one coupon!

But what is Liao Qing’s current identity?

Redeem points for prizes, which was originally an employee benefit, but if the county master took action personally and the decision was too low, wouldn’t that belittle himself?

Even Xu Youde, a person who has always been loyal, insisted that he could not set it too low, and he would get at least twenty points, otherwise it would be an insult and a disrespect to the county master.

So I set up twenty points to exchange for a pair of Spring Festival couplets.

As soon as this announcement was released, many people's eyes moved from various fabrics to Liao Qing.

"What? Really fake? Liao... the county master took action himself?"

"This is fake, so many people have heard it... But Liao Qing is now the county magistrate. He personally wrote Spring Festival couplets? Write Spring Festival couplets for us?"

"This is amazing... If you can get it, you can be a family heirloom!"

"Meow widi, why are you still standing there? Redeem it quickly! Don't want fabric, you need Spring Festival couplets! You need Spring Festival couplets!"

"Erdanzi, I want Spring Festival couplets! I must first need Spring Festival couplets!"

There was chaos inside and outside the venue, and many elders of employees shouted outside the venue, strongly demanding their children and nephews exchange Spring Festival couplets.

Twenty points are really not too much. Several employees have more than 200 points. It’s really no pressure to redeem a pair of Spring Festival couplets.

But some employees only earn a few dozen points, so they should carefully consider what they should exchange for.

Xu Jiaojiao smiled and announced the beginning, and someone rushed forward.

It was the employee who was called Guawazi, whose surname was Liu and whose nickname was Guaer.

Xu Zhang glanced at him, flipped through the papers in front of him, and nodded, "Liu Gua, you have fifty-four points, what do you want to exchange for?"

Liu Gua's face was a little red, maybe she was excited, "I want to exchange Spring Festival couplets! Please give me ink to Master Liao Qing!"

Liao Qing nodded and stood up.

The table is ready-made, the red paper was purchased the day before yesterday, and the pen and ink are from Silang.

Siro acted as the starter, helped lay paper, press it, and grind the ink.

Liao Qing picked up the pen, but did not move, and looked at Liu Gua, "Do you want to tell me one or I will write it casually?"

Liu Gua immediately scratched her ears and heads.

"Oh, you Gua'er, you're so stupid. Let me come, will I tell you dictate it? Master Liao Qing?" Gua'er's father was anxious outside the venue and couldn't help but shout.

“It’s OK.”

Liao Qing nodded with a smile.

Guaer's father was overjoyed, shook his head and chanted a couplet: "Today, the master will write and write, and tomorrow, the big waist mother Liu's family will be developed!"

Liao Qing's smile froze.

Xu Jiaojiao couldn't help laughing.

Not only her, but not many of them were laughing at the audience.

The meaning of this couplet is easy to understand. There are only three words "Dawei Mother". It is in dialect and local dialect, which means "about".

It is the job of scholars to make a couple, but no one has ever compiled dialects into it.

Some people think it’s not enough to just laugh, and they still have to exude fragrance:

"Oh, Old Man Liu, what's called a couplet? Are you afraid you're talking in a sleep, right?"

"Dad Guaer, you claim to be literary talent, but since ancient times, there has been no such thing as a couplet in local dialect? You are not afraid of making people laugh!"

"Don't listen to them, Dad Gua'er, this couplet is well made! So you are so extraordinary! My big waisted mother misread you, hahahaha..."

Guaer's father glared at him, "What's the right thing for you two sluggish things to say? Get out of here!"

After scolding, he ignored them and turned to look at Liao Qing.

Liao Qing has returned to normal and is also watching him.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Guaer's father was timid first and tried to say, "Mr. Liao, isn't this couplet a hit?"

Liao Qing was surprised: "It's nothing wrong, but you don't plan to change it?"

Guaer's father smiled and said, "Just as soon as you hit it, just this, just this, please write it."

Liao Qing was a little surprised, but he was not a person who paid attention to rules. He no longer said anything more and wrote as soon as he picked up his pen.

Everyone onlookers were surprised. Guaer's father was really stubborn. He didn't change his jokes about so many people.

"Hehe, old man stubborn, I will go to your doorstep tomorrow to see if you dare to hang up?"

Guaer's father looked at Liao Qing and started writing with excitement. He rubbed his hands, and did not care about other people's sarcasm, and said casually, "You can't see it even if you go, I'll hang it in the house."

"Haha, I'm still stubborn, are you afraid of laughing at me? Isn't it that I'm afraid of people's jokes! Whose Spring Festival couplets hang in the house?"

Guaer's father glared at him, "If the rain and wind blow outside, who will I look for? Of course, it's safe to hang in the house! I'll put it away after New Year's Eve..."

Everyone:...

Liao Qing wrote Spring Festival couplets, and everyone gathered to see the strange ones, so naturally someone would inevitably praise her.
Chapter completed!