Chapter 67

The black clothed man's heart was in a very bad mood.

He couldn't help rubbing his tall nose. He couldn't understand how he had offended this girl. Why did she not like him at all?

Was it because he had thrown fifty silver coins to that swindler the first time they met? Now he had left the impression of a rich fool in her heart and he would never be able to make a comeback?

"Divine chef girl, the pen and paper are here. Please show us your skills." The waiter came in with the pen and paper. He placed it in front of Chen Ning and the corner of his lips curled up in ridicule.

Everyone was laughing at Chen Ning's misfortune, preparing to see Chen Ning make a fool of herself.

Chen Ning calmly picked up the pen and turned her back to everyone as she began to write.

Everyone could only see her waving her hand and not see what she was writing on the paper, but this did not stop them from continuing to laugh at Chen Ning.

"What cooking, so it's a painting!"

"I've seen a joke in a book before, it's called drawing cakes to satisfy one's hunger. Today I've seen it for real, ha, ha."

"Everyone should open your eyes wide and watch carefully. Who knows if a phoenix will fly down from the paper!"

Everyone pointed at her and laughed nonstop.

The shopkeeper thought the same as everyone else, he was sure that Chen Ning was drawing the four dishes. He had prepared a stomach full of words and was prepared to fiercely criticize her when she took out the painting.

Chen Ning put down the pen and looked at it. She picked up a corner and blew the ink dry before handing it over to the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, do you think this piece of paper is worth a thousand silver coins?"

She curled up the corners of her lips and smiled calmly.

Everyone's eyes opened wide as they looked at the paper. They saw that the paper was filled with words, but it wasn't a painting.

They were thinking in their hearts: This girl really knows how to brag. Even a piece of paper with words on it was worth a thousand silver coins?

Even the famous calligraphy in the capital city that even the emperor praised, Sir Zhang's calligraphy, was only worth a thousand silver coins.

The shopkeeper took the piece of paper with a look of disdain and snorted. His eyes were filled with disdain as he glanced at it disapprovingly.

Sweeping over it, his expression suddenly changed. He went from being careless to being completely focused. His eyes did not even blink as he stared at the paper. It was as if what was written on the paper was not words, but rather a flower.

Everyone began to feel strange. They stretched their necks, wanting to see what was written on the paper.

But the shopkeeper turned around, blocking everyone's line of sight. They could only see the expression on his face becoming more and more excited. In the end, he was so excited that his hands were trembling. He tightly grasped the thin piece of paper as if it was a treasure that had fallen from the sky.

"Waiter, quickly instruct the cashier to bring a thousand taels of silver over and give it to this lady."

He shouted without thinking. He did not finish reading the words on the piece of paper. He hurriedly folded it and put it in his bosom. He even looked left and right for fear that someone would covet it.

The surrounding people were all curious to death. What was written on that piece of paper that actually made this shopkeeper take out a thousand taels of silver without hesitation?

The shopkeeper's chin almost fell to the ground as he doubted his ears.