Beibei was delighted when he heard this: "So that means I still have a chance to get this pen. Then, may I ask, father-in-law, when will the display stand be replaced?"
When will it be changed? The old man narrowed his eyes and thought for a while before speaking: "This display stand has just been changed not long ago, I'm afraid we have to wait."
Jiang Hu frowned. "How about I send someone to keep an eye on this place? Don't we still have to travel? It's getting late today, so why don't we just rest here for a day and continue on our journey tomorrow?"
Beibei was anxious to go home, but when he saw the brush, he liked it very much. Jiang Hu's solution was not impossible: "Then we have to do this. By the way, old man, how much is this brush?"
The father-in-law had a good impression of Beibei, so he answered, "Generally speaking, it costs five hundred taels per stick."
Is it so expensive? Aren't other brushes only a few taels of silver each? Beibei was a little suspicious whether this person was trying to cheat him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw another couple walking over.
Behind this person, there was a display stand with many brushes hanging on it. Although Beibei didn't understand, he could tell from looking at these brushes that they were not ordinary items.
"Mr. Liu, where is your magic brush for the competition? Hand it over quickly, because we have to go to the next house."
Magic brush for the competition? What is that? It seems like something very exciting has happened. Beibei was still thinking happily when he saw a young man walking out of the yard, and then hung a sign on the brush that Beibei had just taken a fancy to, and handed the brush to the man.
"This is the brush that our Liu family will use to participate in the Magic Brush Contest. Please keep it."
Seeing the pen in front of him being taken away by the person who appeared, Beibei was dumbfounded and looked at Liu Laozhang: "Grandpa, what does this mean? What is the Magic Pen Competition?"
Mr. Liu is now certain that these people are just passing by. Looking at the group of people, "The Magic Brush Competition is a competition held every year in our town. Every brush maker will select the best brush to participate in the competition."
"Only those who win the competition and become the new generation of pen-making craftsmen can inherit the brush workshop made in Bizhen and develop the workshop. In addition, the selected brush will be sent to the palace for the emperor to use."
Beibei had a question mark on his face. So, is this how the brush that the emperor's uncle uses every year is selected? Oh my God, this is too extravagant. If that brush falls into the hands of the emperor's uncle, he still has a chance to get it.
"It sounds interesting. How can we outsiders join in the fun?"
I have never seen anyone talk about joining in the fun so confidently. Even Mr. Liu was stunned for a moment and said helplessly: "Actually, if you want to participate, you can. The person who makes the brush can choose a boy to display the brush on his behalf."
Hmm? It sounds similar to sales promotion. But why a teenager? Show? How to show
Beibei was now very interested: "How does the boy show it?"
Jiang Hu coughed twice, feeling that Bei Bei's words were a little strange. Could it be that he misunderstood? Bei Bei glanced at Jiang Hu: "Does your throat feel uncomfortable?"
Seeing Jiang Hu shaking his head, Beibei looked at Liu Laozhang again. Liu Laozhang seemed to be a very kind person. Looking at Beibei, he began to explain to Beibei: "Of course, it is written with a brush. The words written are beautiful, and the feeling of using it must be described clearly."
Beibei blinked: "Wouldn't it be very easy to cheat? Find someone who writes well, and the pen will have a lot of advantages."
The old man laughed and looked at Beibei: "You, you don't understand."
Beibei was confused. How could she not understand? Could it be that a person who couldn't write could write very quickly if he got a good pen
Chu Shaoyang had no idea what his father-in-law was laughing at. Seeing that Beibei was interested in the competition, he said, "Then let's stay here for a while and find a place to live first. Then we can ask someone if we can also participate in the selection of the Magic Pen Boy."
It's not that there are no outsiders who come to participate in the Magic Pen Boy. It's just that the significance of participating is different from that of the people in Pen Town. He looked at a few people with a smile and said, "Do you want to participate in the selection of the Magic Pen Boy?"
Beibei looked at his father-in-law: "Is it okay? Can people from other places participate?"
The father-in-law nodded with a smile: "Of course you can, you can find a place to stay first. Then go and ask a specific person, it seems that the registration has not yet closed!"
When Beibei heard that he could sign up, he became interested and looked at the others, "Let's go find a place to stay first. It's rare to encounter such an interesting thing!"
Beibei had spoken, so naturally the others would not object. Yu Er ran very fast: "Master, I just ran around the town and found out where to live. Shall we go now?"
As a follower, you must have this awareness. When the master travels, you must never let the master be dissatisfied. You must always be prepared for food, clothing, housing and transportation.
Yu Er did a good job on this matter. He found the largest inn in Bi Town. As for the rooms? Of course, each person had one room. After all, they had no shortage of money for the trip.
Six people in six rooms, the innkeeper was very happy, this is a big customer, with money. After sending the people upstairs and settling them down, Beibei and his group went downstairs again.
Yu Er had considerately ordered the food again. While Bei Bei and his group were eating, Yu Er went out to find out how he could take part in the selection of the Magic Pen Boy.
After Beibei discovered how capable Yu Er was, he actually praised Mu Yeyin: "Xiao Yin'er is really good at identifying people. He knew Yu Er was so capable, so it was really convenient to bring him along."
Mu Yeyin felt a little embarrassed when he heard Beibei's praise: "Sister is right, it's just interesting to watch him and the black-clad guards."
His guard was even colder than him, and he could hardly be heard saying a word all day long. But Yu Er had so much to say, and he could actually chat with the black-clad guard for half a day.
It would be interesting to wait until the black-clad guards sealed his acupuncture points, making him unable to speak, and then he would come running to complain.
Beibei also knew how these two got along, and coughed twice: "It's quite interesting. But this magic pen boy, are you all going to participate? Or who wants to participate? I want to go."
Jiang Hu spoke first: "Since you want to go, let's go together. When Yu Er comes back, I'll ask him how to sign up."
Since both of them were going, Chu Shaoyang and Mu Yeyin were naturally unwilling to lag behind: "If my sister goes, I will go too."
"I am coming too."
Qingyue looked at these people and smiled. Yu Er came back soon and found out how the boy with the magic pen could participate.
"Master, I have inquired clearly. Only young men can participate in the selection of the Magic Pen Boy. The registration is also very simple. You just need to go to a fixed place, pay money, and test whether your handwriting is beautiful. If it is good, you can pass. If it is not good, you cannot."
Beibei blinked and heard it clearly: "Only teenagers can participate, right? Then I can't participate. Well, but it doesn't matter, just participate, I'll cheer for you."
In this case, after the others had finished their meal, they went to sign up. When they arrived at the sign-up place, they found that it was also quite lively, with people queuing up in front.
"It seems we arrived in time." Mu Yeyin sighed, but looking at so many people in front of him, he felt it was a bit troublesome.
Yu Er nodded and agreed, "Yes, you came just in time! The registration period is three days, and today is the second day. There are still so many people. It seems that the Magic Pen Boy is very popular."
The person nearby heard Yu Er's words and said with a smile: "Of course, those who have been the boy with the magic pen can inherit the pen-making craft in the future."
So that's how it is. People here have to learn to write after they are born. Those who are good at writing will participate in the Magic Pen Boy competition. Only those who have been selected will be chosen to inherit the pen-making craft.
Of course, if there are already people with high skills in the family, they will not choose the magic pen boy, because they have family inheritance! People of this era have the habit of not passing on their skills to those who are not from the family.
After all, there is a saying that teaching a disciple to starve the master to death. The queue was very long, but fortunately it was finally the turn of the three people: "What's your name? Where are you from? Why do you want to be a magic pen boy?"
Jiang Hu did not hide the three questions and said directly: "Jiang Hu, I'm from Kyoto, and I'm curious and want to participate."
Uh! Are you curious and want to join? Are you here to have fun? They seemed a little nervous to accept so many young people's applications, but this guy said he was here to have fun, which seemed quite casual.
After writing down the name, he looked at Jiang Hu and said, "Write four words. Let's see how your calligraphy is."
Jiang Hu's answer had already attracted the attention of others, who thought he was joking and wanted to attract attention. They all looked at him with disdain. But they were still curious about what he would write.
Jiang Hu didn't care what strangers thought of him. He took a pen and wrote four words: "God rewards hard work."
When the applicants saw these words, their eyes lit up instantly: "Great, that's a character."
But such a person might not be suitable to participate in the competition of the boy with the magic pen. With just one move, he overshadowed everyone else. Isn't that a bit too much
Jiang Hu looked at the performance of several people and raised his eyebrows: "I should be able to pass the test and participate, right?"
Several responsible persons looked at each other and nodded. "Okay, you can take it. Three days later, go to the square to participate in the election and see which company's pen you can draw."
"Next one. What's your name? Where are you from? Why are you participating?"