The big exam has not yet come, but students from all over the country rushing to take the exam have arrived in the capital one after another, and various poetry and literary festivals are being held more frequently.
On this day, Zhang Xiu was writing a storybook in the yard, and was writing about Lin Daiyu punching Guanxi. Suddenly there were footsteps at the door. When he looked up, Li Ji walked in with a cheerful face, leading a handsome young man.
This was the first time Zhang Xiu saw him taking a friend home. He was a little surprised and said, "Why didn't you go find Ke'er today?"
Li Ji smiled and said, "I met a friend on the way there, Brother Tao. This is the teacher who taught me how to read, Mr. Zhang."
The young man took a few steps forward, smiled and saluted, "Junior Tao Sanlang, I have met Mr. Zhang!"
Getting closer, Zhang Xiu smelled a faint fragrance on his body, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Why do you smell so good? What do you do?"
Tao Sanlang smiled lightly: "This junior makes a living by selling chrysanthemums."
Zhang Xiu frowned slightly, and his expression became a little complicated.
Tao Sanlang seemed to have been used to Zhang Xiu's reaction for a long time, and said in a neither condescending nor condescending manner: "It seems that Mr. thinks that chrysanthemums are elegant things, and selling chrysanthemums to the younger generation is an insult to elegance. Little does he know that making a living by oneself is not greedy, and selling flowers as a career is not vulgar. Although you can’t use unfair means to make profits, you don’t have to pursue poverty.”
Zhang Xiu's frown deepened and she said, "I just want to know, are the chrysanthemums you sell serious chrysanthemums?"
Tao Sanlang: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Of course, Tao Sanlang sells serious chrysanthemums. He and his sister Huang Ying are very skilled at planting chrysanthemums. The various types of chrysanthemums they grow are so colorful that it is dizzying to see.
Taking advantage of the big exam approaching, the two siblings came to the capital to plant chrysanthemums and sell chrysanthemums to those arty scholars, making a lot of money.
Li Ji passed by their flower shop and was attracted by the bright chrysanthemums, and stopped for a moment.
Tao Sanlang came forward to chat and learned that he was going to find the girl he loved. He enthusiastically recommended that he bring a few bouquets of flowers to Hu Keer. The two of them became familiar with each other as they went back and forth.
Li Ji told how the two got to know each other in a few words, and humbly asked Zhang Xiu for advice: "Teacher, what kind of flowers do you think Miss Ke'er likes?"
Zhang Xiu thought for a while and said, "How about you give her two buckets of popcorn?"
Li Ji: "..."
Seeing Li Ji's messy look, Zhang Xiu rolled his eyes slightly.
How could Hu Keer, a little fox, like flowers? It would be better to give her two buckets of popcorn...
Leaving the two people who continued to discuss, Zhang Xiu came to a teahouse with the written message.
The young storyteller got the storybook and was moved to tears. He knelt down towards the west and shouted in a sad voice: "Fifty years...Grandpa, the storybook you are chasing has finally been updated." !”
The storyteller was beside himself with excitement, while Zhang Xiu took the money and went to the tavern next door.
After asking the waiter to warm a bowl of rice wine and placing a plate of fennel beans, Zhang Xiu looked at the other people in the tavern.
Jigong is not in the shop, so he can’t eat his dog meat...
Standing next to the table next to him was a middle-aged man. He was very tall and burly, with bulging muscles and bones. He was lingering and hesitating beside the table, his face was gloomy and sad.
Are you short of money and have no money to eat?
Zhang Xiu asked him curiously: "Do you want to eat something?"
The man looked at Zhang Xiu with a bright light in his eyes: "Think!"
Zhang Xiu smiled slightly: "I happen to want to eat something too. Come sit at my table and let's eat together."
man:"……"
Have my hungry ears gone astray?
Are you sure you meant sharing a meal together, not eating together?
After waiting for a moment full of suspicion, he saw Zhang Xiu whispering a few words to a bearded candidate who was rushing to take the exam, and then he got a banquet of eight dishes, one soup, and a bucket of rice. Only then did the man believe Zhang Xiu. If so, he lowered his head and started eating in a muffled voice.
In the blink of an eye, eight dishes and a bucket of rice were all eaten. The man let out a long breath of comfort, and then looked at Zhang Xiu: "What did you say to that scholar just now? Why did he give you a meal? Leave happily?"
Zhang Xiu smiled and said: "Actually, it's nothing. I just told him a little test trick."
The man asked curiously: "What technique?"
Zhang Xiudao: "I told him that during the exam, he must write his name on the test paper."
man:"……"
I don’t study well, so don’t lie to me. This sentence is worth a meal. Those who come to take the imperial examination this time are all idiots who are not born in the world!
What he didn't know was that the candidate who just came to take the exam was named Yan Chixia. She had taken the exam for three consecutive years and failed to pass the exam.
Zhang Xiu was asked by Yan Feng to investigate, and finally found out that the reason was that Yan Chixia did not write her name on the test paper every time she took the policy theory test...
Zhang Xiu saw his dull look and asked, "Are you full?"
The man came to his senses, thanked him and said, "I haven't been so full in three years."
Zhang Xiu said curiously: "You look like you are a master at robbing homes, killing people and setting fires. How come you are so miserable?"
The man's cheek twitched slightly and he replied: "I can't tell you this."
Zhang Xiu asked again: "Where is your hometown?"
The man said: "I have no house on the ground and no boats on the water. I live in the countryside in the morning and sleep in the city at night."
Zhang Xiu's eyes twitched twice and she said, "You just don't have a home. Your body is quite intimidating. For the time being, you can go to my student's home to be a nursing home."
The man shook his head and refused: "No, if you are in trouble someday, I will never stand idly by and forget the kindness of this meal."
This man said so confidently because he was really confident.
He was originally a thunder cao in the sky, but because he missed the rain, he was punished to the human world for three years. Now that the three-year period has come, he will soon return to heaven and become an immortal again.
Before leaving, he had received a favor from a mortal. Wasn't it easy to repay him?
Just as he was about to stand up and say goodbye, suddenly, a somewhat familiar woman appeared at the door.
Lei Cao felt a trance in front of his eyes, as if he had seen the Seventh Princess of Heaven.
At this time, the woman had already walked up to his benefactor and said with a smile: "Mr. sir, is this your friend?"
Zhang Xiu nodded and introduced enthusiastically: "This good man is my new friend. Although I have just met him, I already regard him as my brother, my beloved relative and friend!"
"My brother is a righteous man. My brother said that even if he faces Yang Jian and Nezha from now on, he will never stand idly by!"
"By the way, brother, I was just talking and didn't ask you what your name is?"
Lei Cao: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Does the name matter now?
Thank you for your concern. Baicai has a common cold and is almost feeling better today~
(End of chapter)
