While Huang Hankun rubbed grain samsara on his shoes vigorously on the ground, he cursed the Ming Dynasty officials in Guangzhou. Guangzhou, a good city, could not be governed as well as the little Lingao of Kun Thief. They were really incompetent. generation.
As he was wandering around, he suddenly heard the shouts of street vendors: "Putting in Australian movies, pulling in Australian movies." A group of children ran out of the alley and ran past Huang Huangkun, knocking Huang Huangkun off balance. Staggered.
"Azai, don't worry, you can read it once for one penny, and you can read it twice for one penny of circulation coupons -" Huang Hankun didn't see the circulation coupons that he was already familiar with in Lingao, and he didn't know that the evolution would start from a baby. He started talking, but seeing the way the children were flocking to him, he knew that things would not go well when he came to Guangzhou.
"Thief Kun, his intentions are so vicious."
After much hesitation, Huang Henkun settled down at the joint inn in Qiweizhan. The place was not only clean and tidy, but the key was that he could directly use circulation coupons, so that Huang Henkun would not have an economic crisis for a while - unknowingly in the Lingao market. Silver has become increasingly rare, and has slowly become a currency. Huangjiazhai's money box was filled with currency notes. You can't even see a silver hair for a while. Although Mr. Huang still has five or six hundred taels of silver buried in a few earthen pots under the study room, they are the Huang family's old capital and cannot be used easily - he can still use the money by "road evidence". Long went to redeem it: only twenty taels in total. I had to go to a private dealer in Dongmen City to exchange a dozen taels.
Huang Hankun rested in the store, took a bath in the store's bathhouse, put on clean clothes, and felt relaxed. The original unpleasantness of entering Guangzhou City also disappeared.
However, along the way, he also realized how deeply the Kun thieves had penetrated Guangzhou. "It's better to settle down and think of a solution."
The only solution Huang Hankun could think of was to find a capable person on Tuomen Road. The most ideal thing is to be able to enter the scene. However, he is just a scholar and a nameless person from a small border county. If you want to get involved, you can only get a recommendation from a powerful boss.
However, my family is considered a "prominent" in Lingao, but it is too small in Guangdong. Just say this city of Guangzhou. It is not known how many people know that there is another county in this province called Lingaodu.
He has no relatives here, and the distant relative who is planning to move to Lingao is not from Guangzhou, so he can't be of much help. In his pocket there was an eight-line letter written by Liu Dalin. The entrustment came from one of his Jinshi "same year". But he had just inquired that this master had just passed away a few months ago.
The thought of this. He felt that his ambition was very slim. When he was a boy, he came to Guangzhou with his father to do business. Because his Cantonese vernacular was stammering and mixed with many dialects, he still remembered how much ridicule and ridicule he suffered.
After much deliberation, the only way was to "study abroad", try to get in touch with the local scholar circle, and try to integrate into it. Although the scholars were poor or rich, it was not difficult to make friends with them by virtue of their status as scholars.
It's just that some people have to pay it carefully and some don't, so this requires some thought. Huang Hankun is going to the bookstore. Buy a copy of "Jin Shen Lu" and see who is on it. You need to pay more attention to it.
After settling down, Huang Xunkun followed others' instructions and came to a large bookstore in Guangzhou on the second day. As soon as Huang Hankun entered the door, he saw the greeting person at the door. He opened his front teeth and opened his big mouth, greeting: "Uncle, please come inside. We have all kinds of newly arrived Australian books..."
Huang Hankun couldn't hear the word "Australia" the most, and his face suddenly darkened. He kept saying, "No, no, no."
The waiter hit a snag in vain. Hearing his strange accent, he muttered, "It turns out he's a country boy!"
But for sales commission. He still spared no effort to promote it.
"Look, sir, among the storybooks in the bookstore now, apart from the books by the Four Great Talents, the magazines from Australia are the most interesting. Take a look, sir -"
"I want "Jin Shen Lu"!" Huang Hankun's tone was a little impatient.
"Yes, yes, this book is very ordinary. I don't want you to read other books first..."
Huang Xunkun waved his hand impatiently, and the waiter could only go to get it angrily.
The guy was holding the goods slowly. Huang Xunkun can also take a stroll in the book shop. The tables are full of popular books. Not to mention traditional collections such as anthologies, storybooks, and all-purpose household guides, most of the tables on the table are so-called "new books." Judging from the horizontal layout and popular characters. These new books are definitely Kun Thief's books - he saw a lot of them in Lingao.
In addition to "The Record of Zheng's Rebellion" that he has already seen, there are many others that he has never seen. In particular, there are many "Australian books" that have never been seen in the libraries and bookstores of Australians in Lingao: "How Red Sleeves Are Made", "Thirty-six Strategies for Favoring at Home? Bed Chapter", " "The art of making soup to preserve health", "Learning to cook Australian cuisine", "Competing wits with the examiner - the mentality of the scientific examination of eighteen provinces", "The Art of Serving Shangguan", "The Way of Serving the Curtain"...
That's all. Such "life books" were also found in the bookstores of the Ming Dynasty from ancient times. It's just that it's not so "comprehensive" and "plain". If you pick up a book at random, it's almost filled with a large number of pictures, which are lifelike and completely different from the embroidery paintings in ordinary books.
Judging from the wear and tear on the book covers, these books are very marketable. Many people read them, and probably a lot of people bought them. But he has no interest in these. His eyes turned to the books on "Macao Studies": there was a large sailing ship painted on the cover of the first one, which looked similar to the gunboats of the Red Mao Yi people. The title of the book was "Ship Knowledge". The cover of the book It is rare to see such a large picture. There are subtitles in the lower right corner of the book, "Why did the Spanish Navy lose to the English pirates?", "The Battle of Luliang"... Huang Hankun didn't know who Spain was. I don't know where the so-called "Lu Liang" is. It seems that it is all about military science and war history. Then I looked at some similar books lying nearby. The volumes were not small and the pages were not thin. What about "With Horses and Without Horses - The World of Inertia", "Research on the History of War" and so on. These books are not cheap: one or two taels of silver each.
The national affairs are becoming increasingly difficult. Even the thieves know that scholars and scholars are now most concerned about military matters. Huang Huangkun sighed secretly. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a book, "You Can Win by Reading - How to Destroy the Donglu". Huh, what a loud tone, Kun thief is really shameless, brazenly saying that you can win by just watching? Picking up this book, it didn't look very thick, and it didn't have a plain cover. The author was Shi Zhengxin. When he opened the title page, Huang Hankun couldn't help but be shocked. There was a person on the title page. The portrait is bald and hairless, with a beak and a wolf's neck. He is wearing the military uniform of a bandit, wearing round glasses, and carrying a fine Japanese sword on his shoulder. This man looks like a monk, a general and a scribe. What's even more strange is The image is lifelike, as if the person is right in front of you. Huang Hankun was so absorbed in looking at the pictures that he didn't notice that the clerk had wrapped "Jin Shen Lu" and stood aside, "Master, the book you asked for is ready."
"Oh, who is in this book?" Huang Hankun asked the clerk, pointing to the image.
"Reply to the old man, I heard everyone said that this person is the author. It is said that he is a veteran of the Australians. His surname is Shi Zhiqi, and his nickname is Zhengxin. He is currently leading the army and living on Hong Kong Island in the south." The waiter said indifferently. Said, "Back then, Chief Shi led his men and horses in small boats across the Pearl River. It was like a deserted place."
Kun Kun nodded thoughtfully, and the clerk quickly said, "Sir, although this book costs four taels, if you use Australian circulation coupons, you can get a 20% discount."
"I don't want it!" Huang Hankun suddenly became very angry, hurriedly paid the bill for "Jin Shen Lu" with money, and turned around and left. The waiter looked at his departing back with squinting eyes: "Rich bumpkin!"
Huang Hankun ignored the clerk's disdainful gaze and returned directly to the hotel with "Jin Shen Lu" in his arms. He thought that Kun was a thief who sold his kindness to the public, but the people in Guangzhou were so popular. I'm afraid even the gentlemen of Jin may not understand the methods of the thief!
Huang Huangkun read "Jin Shen Lu" over and over for a long time but couldn't see anything interesting. He circled a dozen names among the Jin gentry marked "residence" in Guangzhou Prefecture, but when he looked at their resumes, they were the worst. Juren, who had been a county magistrate, with his status, even his family members probably didn't bother to say a word to him, let alone go to see him if he was not a relative.
It seemed that he still wanted to make more friends with scholars. He called his assistant and asked where in Guangzhou city the literati gathered. The waiter said that there are eight scenic spots in Guangzhou, and almost every day there are banquets and elegant gatherings of literati. If you are interested, you can check it out anytime.
So Huang Xunkun put on a piece of 80% new direct stitching the next day and went "traveling". However, he soon became disillusioned. It turns out that there are many literati holding elegant gatherings in these places, and there are servants and servants around them to guard them. Not to mention trying to talk to them, they are already dismissed as "idlers" before they even get close.
After much deliberation, I decided to shamelessly go to Nanhai County School to see if I could strike up a conversation.
Nanhai County is Fuguo County of Guangzhou. The size of the county school in this first city in Nantian is not comparable to that of Lingao County. Even Qiongzhou Fuxue is not as big as it. Not only is it grand in scale, it is also neatly repaired. It is completely different from the knee-deep desolation of Lingao County School back then. At that time, because the money and rice could not be paid on a monthly basis, the scholars rarely visited it throughout the year.
Scholars come in and out, books are read loudly in the lecture hall, and servants are courteous. This is the real "Ming Dynasty". Huang Xunkun sighed while wandering around. If all the prefectures and counties in the world were like Guangzhou, how could the thieves succeed? At best, he is just an ordinary person like Fo Langji, stealing a small island to do business. (To be continued)
