It took a while for the shop assistant to come to his senses before taking the paper handed over by Shen Qinglan and saying, "Please wait a moment, Miss. I'll take this to our shopkeeper right away."
Actually, the shop assistant understood that even without showing it to the shopkeeper, Shen Qinglan was sure to win this flower lantern with these three poems.
The shopkeeper had stationed him here precisely because he had studied for a few years. Even with his limited education, he could see that the three poems written by Shen Qinglan were extraordinary.
Just as the assistant entered the tavern, Yi Qianqian and her maid remained calm and continued to watch Shen Qinglan.
Shortly afterward, the assistant led a tall, thin middle-aged man out.
"Who wrote these poems?"
The shopkeeper's expression appeared a bit excited.
"My cousin-in-law wrote them!" Luo Lingshu pulled Shen Qinglan over and said, "It's her!"
