Following the girl who led the way to the third floor, there were a lot less jewelry, but each piece of jewelry was protected in a transparent glass cup, which clearly shows how precious it is.
These jewelry are not like those with clearly marked prices on the second floor downstairs. The transparent glass cups only have some incomprehensible words written on them.
For example, rain, frost, autumn, moon, etc., to name a few.
The girl saw the confusion in Qin Feng's eyes and explained with a smile: "Young master, have you seen the words on the glass cup? If you want to take away your favorite jewelry on this floor, you can do it for free.
But you must write a poem with that word as the title.
If the poem written can cause the glass lamp to open, the young master can take away the jewelry inside."
Qin Feng had a strange look on his face. Is poetry so highly praised in the Baihua Valley?
The same is true for Yating, and the same is true for Baodie Pavilion.
He strolled through the third floor and glanced at the jewelry in the glass cups. Most of them were extraordinary.
Some of them are not even considered jewelry, but treasures!
Qin Feng pointed at a treasure and said in surprise: "This thing also follows the same rules?"
The girl smiled and nodded: "As long as you can trigger the glass lamp to open, no matter what is inside, you can take it away, and we won't charge you a penny.
But if the glass lamp cannot be opened, even if the young master is willing to spend thousands or ten thousand gold, we will not sell it.
These are the rules on the third floor of Baodie Pavilion."
Qin Feng understood, and then walked towards the depths of the third floor. Soon, he was attracted by a white hosta.
This hosta is completely snow-white, with faint blue water-like patterns on it.
The overall shape is like a sword without too many complicated decorations.
Although simple, people will be deeply attracted by it at first glance.
And with just one glance, Qin Feng decided that this was the best gift for his wife!
He even seemed to have seen the lady wearing this jade hairpin on her head, flipping her hair around her ears and smiling slightly!
"That's it!" Qin Feng said excitedly, then looked down at the glass cup, and there were two words written on it - beauty.
Shixian, I'm so sorry. For my wife, I copied...well, let me lend you a poem.
Qin Feng thought about it and wanted to write.
However, the pretty girl on the side warned: "Sir, wait a minute."
"What? Do you want to regret it?" Black Carbon Head asked with a frown.
Qin Feng also tilted his head, showing curious eyes.
"Whatever this lord said, this rule has been set, there is no reason to go back on it, but I just want to remind the young master of some things.
In fact, this piece of jewelry has been admired by many people before, but all those people, without exception, returned with nothing."
Xing Sheng didn't take it seriously and said confidently: "They are not talented enough to write poems to trigger the glass lamp to open. Naturally, it can only be like this, but my uncle is not comparable to them."
The girl responded with a smile: "What you are saying is that your young master is not an ordinary person at first sight, but what I want to say is actually another thing.
When you two enter Baihua Valley, you will definitely pass by Yating, but have you seen the gold-framed poem?"
"Are you talking about the poetry crown?" Qin Feng asked.
"It seems that the young master has seen it before. To be honest, the young man who wrote the poem also took a fancy to this hosta." There was an implicit meaning in the girl's words.
Heitan Tou's expression changed slightly. Although he wielded swords and guns all day long and didn't know a word of poetry, someone who could write the best poems must have good literary talent.
But even such a person could not take away this hosta, which shows how difficult it is.
Turning his head and looking to one side, he saw his uncle's brows slightly raised.
The girl shook her head slightly. She didn't know how many times she had encountered this situation, so she got to the point directly: "When the young man wrote the poem, he failed to cause the glass lamp to open, and he was quite unconvinced.
We felt that our Baodiexuan store was cheating customers, so in desperation, we found the shopkeeper.
However, our shopkeeper has a somewhat strong temperament..."
At this point, the girl seemed to have thought of something, couldn't help but sigh, and then explained the reason.
It turned out that the young man who wrote the poem was righteous and said that he could induce 80% of the flowers in the elegant courtyard to bloom. How could he not be able to open a mere glass lamp?
When the shopkeeper of Baodiexuan heard this, he bluntly said that the young man's poetry skills were not yet good enough, and he was just showing off.
So what if the flowers in Yating are 80% in bloom? If you want to open the glazed cup of the hosta, you must at least induce 90% of the flowers in Yating to bloom, or even 100%!
The young man was so angry that he could not speak. Who in the past and present could write such a poem?
The incident got bigger and bigger, and finally attracted the leader of Baihua Sect.
Seeing that neither party would give in, the sect leader thought of a way.
Yating was originally a treasure of the Baihua Sect, so the sect leader established a connection between the glazed lamp of the hosta and Yating.
He also threatened that in the future, writing poems for the hosta's glazed lamp would be equivalent to writing poems for Yating.
If a poem that can cause the glass lamp to open can indeed cause more than 80% of the flowers in the elegant garden to bloom, it means that young people are not yet good at poetry.
As soon as this method was announced, the shopkeeper of Baodiexuan immediately agreed.
But the young man was still unconvinced. If no one could open the glass cup, wouldn't it be impossible to prove this statement?
But in the end, the young man gave the leader of Baihua Sect some face and stopped worrying about the matter.
After hearing these words, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "In other words, if I write a poem for this glass lamp, will it also be revealed in Yating?"
"Yes, sir." The girl nodded slightly.
She actually gave this reminder because she had a good impression of Qin Feng.
After all, except for the young man who had some poetic talent, most of the others who came to the third floor had half a bucket of water hanging there, and the poems they wrote could be said to be unsightly.
It would be fine just to be embarrassed here, but to be embarrassed in public would be too embarrassing.
Qin Feng saw the girl's thoughts and said with a smile: "Thanks for the reminder."
"Young master, there is no need to say thank you." The girl breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the other party had given up and retreated, but she was surprised to find that the handsome young master in black actually picked up his pen again.
"Sir, you?"
"Sorry, I am very happy with this hosta, so I still want to try it."
The girl sighed after hearing this: "In that case, sir, please do as you please."
She only hoped that the poems written by the young man in front of her could be as good as his appearance.
In that case, at least in terms of face, we can still get by.
Qin Feng picked up the pen, exhaled a breath, and then swayed the pen and ink freely under the white scroll beside the glass cup.
I saw——
"The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.
If we hadn't met at the top of the jade mountains, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."
The girl kept staring at the tip of Qin Feng's pen, her expression constantly changing.
At first she was a little surprised, then her eyes were full of astonishment and anticipation. Until the moment she wrote the last line of the poem, she felt shocked inside and her scalp was numb.
There is such a beautiful poem in the world!
The black charcoal head on the side also widened his eyes and had goosebumps all over his body.
He is a martial artist with little education and cannot say any decent words of praise.
I just want to say something in my heart - Damn it, my uncle is awesome.