Wang Lun, the first big brother in the early human list. By rewarding Li Bai , he got his own exclusive poem that has been passed down through the ages. Wang Lun’s 1,600 taels back then were equivalent to the current 2 million. Li Bai was excited: The turtle moved, and he couldn’t hold it anymore. He gave it to Wang Lun and wrote it out: The water depth of Taohuatan is a thousand feet, which is not as deep as Wang Lun’s money.
But at the beginning, the meeting between the two was actually a trick of Wang Lun, the top brother on the list. One day, Li Bai suddenly received a letter, "My friend, I have ten miles of peach blossoms here, do you want to come and enjoy it?" My friend, I have a hotel here, do you want to come and have a drink? When Li Bai saw the signature Wang Lun, he didn't know anyone, but Li Bai's DNA moved and rushed over in front of the boat.
When Li Bai got there, he was stunned. Where is the Ten Mile Peach Forest? What about thousands of hotels?
This is just a small pool and a few small earthen houses. Wang Lun came over with big teeth. This pool is called Taohuatan , which is ten miles long. Here, a boss named Wan opened a hotel called Wanjia Hotel.
He ignored Li Bai's confusion and just spoke while taking out some wine and meat. Li Bai thought, "All it's here, all of them are fans."
This old boy Wang Lun is not bad at the hospitality service, but the place is a bit bad. Li Bai had been in three rounds of wine, and after drinking enough, he wanted to run away. When Wang Lun saw it, hey, he really wanted to leave, but this was not good. He used his life savings to brush more than 100 rockets. I gave Li Bai eight good horses and ten official brocades, which was equivalent to 1,600 taels of silver.
The money is in place, I'm a plenary session, Li Bai's look at it. Hey, this guy can get along. He really gives you money. I give you a whole poem, and I have this that has been passed down through the ages and gave Wang Lun . Thanks to my brother for shooting more than 100 rockets. How can I say high emotional intelligence: I can’t give me money?
Du Fu Knowing this, he looked at his broken thatched house where he leaked air, wrapped his broken quilt, cried, and doubted his life, and then sent a voice to Li Bai: Don’t the poor be worthy of love?
Li Bai said: Bah!
