Order me to write poems just after time travel?Sister Xuan stopped pretending!

Chapter 6 Eyes
"Miss, I'll call you when dinner is ready, about half an hour later!"

Seeing that Zhang Xuan had settled down, Chuntao went out in a hurry.

Zhang Xuan sat lightly on the bed in her room, looking at the various furnishings in the room.

It's simple, but clean.

There was a long wooden table with pens, inks, papers and inkstones on it. Perhaps she knew the temperament of her predecessor, that Xiao Chuntao had already finished the ink and licked the pens after she came in to welcome her.

Slowly coming to the table, Zhang Xuan lost his mind slightly.

I really traveled through time, and in just half a day, I experienced Shangdian Mianjun, the system was bound, and I went home to recognize my relatives.

Even Zhang Xuan, who is careless and receptive, feels like he is dreaming.

Anyway, people who don't have much to worry about in modern times. It seems to be good to come here?
Zhang Xuan shook her head in self-deprecating manner, and was suddenly amused by herself with a puff.

[What's the matter, it's not even 12 o'clock, and the Internet has started to suppress the clouds, right? 】

His mind sank into the system space, the system dinged and dinged several messages just now, but he didn't even have time to read them.

I glanced at it, and it turned out that it was a reward for an urgent task just issued to myself, with a change value of 200, and now the balance is 1200.

But apart from a few items that are not helpful to me at the moment, cost-effective skill items are still unaffordable.

Zhang Xuan's desire to change his value has reached a new peak. He originally thought that he could enjoy life just by writing poems.

As a result, the inner ghosts all came out, and there seemed to be light work or something. Is this what the system said there is no supernatural power? ? ?
In the end, the system was too stubborn, and it killed it. It was a skill that the physical body could train, and Sister Xuan was autistic.

You still have to earn points to exchange for some magical items that can protect yourself. There are quite a few such items, but they are either one-off, or have various restrictions, and they are expensive to death.

This time the system has unlocked a random task, which is refreshed every day at 12:[-] noon according to the introduction, with random difficulty and random rewards.

Random Quest: Buyer's Entrustment
A smart time traveler who has no memory of his previous life!What you don't know is that your reputation is accumulated by participating in poetry meetings and competitions again and again.

You who are responsible for an order, in line with the principle that the customer is God, please let the customer get the poems ordered before the sun goes down.

Task requirements: This is what the client said, Miss Chuntao, please tell your lady, remember how!

Hey, Ms. Zhang, you know that Wo is a business seal, and you don’t want to talk too much about it. I don’t want to give you a birthday gift. Please write us a birthday song!Better be bold!Thank you!

Task reward: 500 change value, one-third of the low-level roulette lottery chance.

The electronic sound of the system perfectly restored the strong dialect flavor, which made Sister Xuan feel dizzy.

Slowing down, Zhang Xuan became silent when he saw the task reward clearly.

Feeling the tranquility before the storm, the system space began to vibrate slightly.

"The dog system, I am a star, you are an asterisk B, it is really not the same as me, right, come out, I will cut you a knife"@#!￥(100 million words omitted here)"

After a long while of calm, the system popped up a prompt:
Between the host's first random mission, the reward is increased to 500 change value, a low-level roulette lucky draw chance.

This is almost the same, use the active skill of the memory hall: directional search.

Zhang Xuan picked up the pen, looked at the rice paper in front of him, and began to write bit by bit.
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After Chuntao brought Zhang Xuan over, she thought about cleaning up the paper and pens that the young lady had used up.

Humming a ditty relaxedly, I am very happy today.

The lady returned safely, and the lady is relieved, that's great!

Although I don't know exactly what happened, I think everyone can solve it together!
Chuntao's idea is very simple.

Yeah, miss wrote a new poem?This is the birthday poem that Mr. Qian ordered yesterday!

Chuntao came to the table in small steps and looked carefully.

Jiangchengzi · Hunter

The old man talks about being crazy about youth, holding Huang on the left, Qingcang on the right, Diaoqiu with brocade hat, Qianqijuan Pinggang.To report to Qingcheng, follow the prefect, shoot the tiger and watch Sun Lang.

The boozy bosom is still open.The temples are slightly frosted, so why not!In the cloud of holding festivals, when will Feng Tang be dispatched?Will draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, shoot the Sirius.

Although Chuntao is not proficient in poetry, she can feel the grandeur in the words, and she can't help but sigh:
"Miss Wen Dao has improved again!"

After finishing speaking, I jumped up and down to prepare for framing.
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After eating, Zhang Xuan was wandering around to eat. Suddenly, she saw Chuntao's busy feet not touching the ground, so she stopped her and asked what she was doing.

When Chuntao saw her lady asking, she replied:
"Miss, Qian Shengqian, ah no, Mr. Qian Shengqian's order was framed, did you forget? It's just finished now, and I'll send it over as soon as I'm done!"

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan immediately grabbed Chuntao, yelling that they would go together and try some snacks on the way.

Chuntao was a little surprised. Although the original lady was not boring and talkative, she was not as lively as she is now.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xuan thought it was because Zhang Xuan had a bad trip to the Golden Palace today and wanted to go out to relax, so he happily took the arm of his young lady and hummed.

After sending the poems to Qian's Mansion, it was time for dinner, and this place is the capital again. Zhang Xuan, who has lived in modern times for 18 years, felt a completely different cultural atmosphere from what he saw and heard on the street.

"Hey! Take a look at it! The skin is thin and the stuffing is big, with eighteen pleats, just out of the oven!"

Ah, this is a meat bun.

"Hey! Suck a calf in one gulp!"

ah?Hey, I sell beef noodles, but looking at the thin and many slices of beef stacked in the diner's bowl, I feel very conscientious!
"The best one is the one that sells cloth heads." "Go to yours!"

???

Teacher Guo and Teacher Yu, is that you?
Zhang Xuan was elated, looked left and right, and bought a lot of snacks and odd things.

Anyway, I am not short of money now. The housekeeper of the Qian family not only paid the original 50 taels of silver just now, but also specially sent 50 taels of silver as a thank you fee.

As a result, at the end, Chuntao could hardly hold it in her hands, so Zhang Xuan gave up.

While wandering aimlessly, I suddenly heard someone shouting from the other side of the street:

"Hey! Miss Zhang, the almond osmanthus cake I left for you! You didn't send anyone here today, hahaha!"

Following the loud and clear voice, it is a simple and honest middle-aged man and woman.

There were too many people, Chuntao responded with a loud voice:
"Treasurer Wang! Come right now!"

The two tried to pass by, but the back and forth crowd was like a moat, and Chuntao was squeezed past, and Zhang Xuan carried her to another street.

Zhang Xuan looked at the clear and cold street behind him, and then at the street that squeezed him just now, and fell into deep thought.

[How does road planning and management work? Hey!If not, let Sister Xuan teach you! 】

After complaining, Zhang Xuan obediently stood where she was and waited for Chuntao to come to find her.

After all, the street behind it seems to have a strange atmosphere, as if a certain author inserted some plot into it.

You, sister Xuan, don't follow him!
You ask me if it's because the system doesn't arrange defensive magical items?Scared of dying?

What a joke, when did your sister Xuan coax you?

This is called from the heart.

Leaving aside Zhang Xuan's own thoughts, there was a gaze on the second floor of a restaurant not far away.

Seeing that Zhang Xuan didn't follow the trend into this street, his gaze gradually changed from calm to excited.

The man stood up and disappeared over the restaurant in an instant.

(End of this chapter)