A small peasant girl's home is bare, but I have a spiritual space

Lin Yiran excitedly said to his father and third brother: "Dad, third brother, I want to sign up."

"Ran'er, can you do this? Dad knows you are good at business, but this is writing poetry, are you sure?" Father Lin didn't know where his daughter's inexplicable self-confidence came from. As the saying goes, no one is perfect, and his daughter couldn't be proficient in everything.

"That's right! Let's not join in Ran'er's fun. We don't need his tea and snacks." Third brother Lin also joined in the persuasion.

Lin Yiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was going there for the 100 taels of gold. Who would go there to drink tea and eat snacks? Her father and third brother had a misunderstanding of her strength! "Dad, third brother, I'm not going there to drink tea."

"So you want to earn the 100 taels of gold?" Lin's father and third brother Lin exclaimed in surprise.

"Dad and Third Brother, it's enough for you to know. Please don't be so loud. Others are looking at us." Lin Yiran said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Third Brother Lin and Father Lin turned around and looked around. Sure enough, many people's eyes were on them.

Although the discussions of the crowd were not loud, every word of it reached the ears of the three of them.

"I've never seen anything like this before. A girl like her wants to win the first prize and get the 100 taels of gold? She should be thankful if she can write a poem or two and have a cup of tea. She really doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

"That's right! How arrogant you are."

"Judging from their attire and the way they speak, they are probably from other places. They may not even know the name of Mingxiang Teahouse. The cheapest pot of tea here starts at two taels of silver. It can be said that only the rich or noble can come here to spend money."

Lin Yiran pieced together some information from everyone's words. It seemed that the Mingxiang Teahouse that held the poetry competition was quite famous in the capital.

She began to be curious about this teahouse. Once she went in, she would definitely try the tea and snacks in the shop.

Listening to everyone's discussion, Lin's father and third brother Lin began to feel uneasy and began to think about backing out.

"Little sister, why don't we just not participate."

"Ran'er, let's go somewhere else." Father Lin took Lin Yiran's hand and wanted to go out.

"Dad and Third Brother, why don't you believe in my ability?" Lin Yiran said helplessly.

"I'll give it a try. What if I win? Even if I don't make it to the end, I can still go in and try the tea and snacks at Mingxianglou."

After hearing what Lin Yiran said, the two of them fell silent. Finally, Lin's father compromised and heaved a long sigh. "Okay, Ran'er, you have the right idea. Once you make a decision, even ten cows can't change it."

When Lin Yiran heard that his father had agreed, he immediately ran to the waiter and asked, "What kind of poem does this young man need to write in order to come in and drink tea?"

The second brother took a look at Lin Yiran and felt a little disdainful. This little girl, who hadn't even fully grown her hair, just wanted to earn 100 taels of gold with such brazenness. Did she really think that she could earn 100 taels of gold by writing a few crappy poems?

He won't cry until he sees the coffin.

But he didn't deliberately embarrass her, "Then write a poem with snow scene as the theme."

Lin Yiran thought for a moment and said, "No birds fly in the thousands of mountains, no people are seen on the thousands of paths, only an old man in a straw raincoat and straw hat is fishing in the cold river in a boat."

Everyone heard that Lin Yiran came up with a poem that was perfect in both artistic conception and word choice in just a moment.

Everyone began to look at her with admiration.

Seeing this, the waiter became more respectful towards her.

He enthusiastically led Lin Yiran in, and after Lin Yiran entered, he looked around unobtrusively.

The elegant layout and unique artistic decoration in the teahouse make people forget their fatigue and enjoy a pure and comfortable atmosphere.

This teahouse has two floors. The first floor is the lobby. There is a guqin in the center of the lobby. It seems that there is a dedicated guqin player who is responsible for playing here. These ancient people really knew how to enjoy themselves.

There are already more than a dozen people drinking tea in the room. It seems that I have a lot of competitors today.

A handsome boy of about fourteen or fifteen came over with a tray and greeted Lin Yiran enthusiastically, "Miss, please have some tea. This is our store's signature Biluochun tea. This plate of snacks is made by our boss lady herself. Please try it."

"I didn't expect that I could eat the dim sum made by the boss lady herself. I'm so flattered! Please thank your boss lady for me." Lin Yiran didn't know why the waiter brother specifically mentioned that the dim sum was made by the boss lady, but it's always right to say a few nice things.

"Okay, I'll bring it there," the boy smiled brightly.

Lin Yiran thought for a moment and took out two mangoes from his sleeve pocket and handed them to the boy with a smile. "Return the gift."

The boy was stunned for a moment and then laughed and said, "Thank you, but what is this? It smells pretty good."

"It's a fruit. You can eat it after peeling it."

"Oh, okay, then take your time drinking it, little sister. I'll take the fruit to the kitchen for the boss lady to taste."

At this time, several more people came in, but they were all men.

It seems that the status of women in this dynasty was still relatively low, and there were few girls who could read and write, and even fewer talented women.

Lin Yiran glanced at the snacks on the tray. There were plum blossom-shaped, heart-shaped, and persimmon-shaped ones.

Lin Yiran picked up a plum blossom-shaped piece and took a bite. There was a faint plum blossom flavor in her mouth, and it was soft, glutinous, sweet, and tasted good.

Lin Yiran took another look at the other shapes, then picked up a heart-shaped one and took a bite. This one was filled with red bean paste.

After eating a few bites of the snacks, I felt a little greasy, so I drank a sip of tea. The taste was just average, not outstanding but not unpalatable either.

It's a bit bitter, but after tasting it carefully, it still has a slight sweet aftertaste.

Although it can't compare with her tea, it is much better than most teas.