In the class room.
I heard that Yingxuan and the others came from overseas.
Li Er didn't even say hello, and immediately turned around and left with a cold expression.
The surroundings started to become noisy again.
"Then I'd like you, my lord, to inform you."
Faced with the changes in the attitudes of these scribes, Yingxuan was not angry.
He slightly arched his hands towards Liu Si and said with a faint smile: "It just so happens that the three of us have just arrived here, and we would like to take this opportunity to pay a visit to the county magistrate."
"Fine!"
Liu Si did not embarrass Ying Xuan and others because of their identities.
After all, they were brought by the Yaren, and they could still make some money.
Then Liu Si pointed to the table next to him and said, "Write down your names, ages, and places of origin so that I can show them to the county magistrate."
"good."
Ying Xuan nodded, walked to the desk, started writing and writing.
After Ying Xuan finished writing, it was Zhang Liang's turn.
He looked at the handwriting written by Ying Xuan on the paper and couldn't help but frown, with a faint look of confusion on his face.
However, Zhang Liang put away these expressions in an instant.
Then he wrote down his own message with a calm expression, and by the way, he also wrote down Fan Kuai's message.
After they finished writing, Liu Si picked up the paper and glanced at it casually.
But just at this glance, the expression on his face instantly became extremely shocked.
What the hell are you writing about? !
I'll ask you to write down your household registration information!
What are you writing about? !
Introduction to mythical characters? !
I won’t say the name.
Birthplace: Daqin.
It may be some small foreign country overseas that I have never heard of.
But let’s not talk about that.
But what’s so special about this age? !
"One thousand seven hundred years old?!"
The corners of Liu Si's mouth twitched violently several times.
He turned his eyes from the paper and looked at the three of them from head to toe again.
Especially on the heads of the three people, he looked at them carefully for a long time.
It seemed that they were confirming whether the three of them had any serious illness or something wrong with their brains.
Ying Xuan and Zhang Liang could still keep their composure.
But Fan Kuai had already opened his eyes wide and stared back.
If Zhang Liang hadn't kicked him secretly from behind, he would have raised his fist and said "What are you looking at?"
After looking at it for a long time, Liu Si finally withdrew his gaze.
He shook the paper in his hand, looked at Ying Xuan and the others speechlessly and said, "Did you make a mistake? Or is your one year old different from our Ming one year old?!"
"Since it's my Ming Dynasty, it should be calculated according to my age in the Ming Dynasty!"
"Sir, you are worrying too much. We did not write it wrong, and the calculation of age is no different!"
Ying Xuan said unhurriedly: "The three of us are indeed over 1,700 years old, but we can't remember exactly how old we are, so we only wrote one It’s an integer, sir, just report it as it is.”
Report it anyway? !
I'll report it to you!
You're not the one who dares to speak loudly to the county magistrate, are you? !
"That's unreasonable!"
Liu Siqiang resisted the urge to curse and threw the paper out of his hand.
He yelled angrily: "This is the county government office, how can it be a place for you to come and mess around?!"
"Leave me immediately, otherwise I will call in the government officials and capture you all!"
"My mother! How dare you speak to the young master like this!"
When Fan Kuai heard this, he became furious and waved his fists, ready to step forward and beat someone.
But he was stopped by Ying Xuan.
"Sir, we are cultivators and we will never lie."
Ying Xuan slowly knelt down and picked up the paper on the ground.
Then he took out another piece of gold cake from his arms, pressed it on the paper, and handed it over together.
At the same time, he said meaningfully: "As for whether you want to enter the household registration for the three of us, why don't we ask the county magistrate first and then make a decision."
"What do you think, sir?!"
Hiss~!
Looking at Yingxuan's hand, there was a golden cake that was half the size of a palm.
Suddenly there was a gasp in the class room.
Liu Si was also choked up and his eyes almost flew out.
The Ming Dynasty was short of silver.
Gold is even rarer.
In all his years of living, he has never seen such a large piece of gold!
next moment.
In the eyes of all the scribes and Naya people who were almost going crazy with jealousy.
Liu Si took the gold cake without any hesitation and quickly put it into his arms.
With this nugget of gold!
Not to mention being slapped in the face by the county magistrate.
That is to directly break a leg.
It’s worth it!
"Look, what you said is so convincing, and it doesn't look like you're trying to trick someone, so I'll help you make this trip!"
Liu Si coughed lightly, stroked the wrinkles he had made on the paper, and said seriously: "But let's talk first. If the county magistrate doesn't believe you and blames you for it, I won't intercede for you. "
"Besides, you can't take this gold back either!"
"It's natural!"
Ying Xuan nodded and said: "How can there be any reason to bring back the things I gave away?!"
"Okay! Just wait here for now, and I'll report it to the county magistrate."
After Liu Si finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Ying Xuan and others would regret it.
Taking the paper, he quickly left the class room and ran towards the back office.
"..."
Looking at Liu Sifeng's back, the other scribes in the class room looked at each other in confusion.
this……
Really? !
He was just asked to run an errand and report to the county magistrate. But in the end, such a large piece of silver was given away without blinking an eye? !
This gesture is too big!
To know!
That's gold!
And it’s still such a piece!
It’s worth many years of wages!
This is really not treating money as money!
The scribes were upset.
My eyes are so sore that they are red!
But then, they all put down what they were holding and rushed over with enthusiasm.
At this time, they all had the same idea in their minds.
Local tycoon!
Oh no!
God of Wealth!
let's be friends!
Li Er, the scribe, was the first to approach Ying Xuan, his face once again filled with a flattering smile.
He moved a chair, nodded and bowed and said: "Sir, you are so tired standing like this. Sit down, please sit down!"
Another scribe came forward and pushed Li Er away.
He rubbed his hands and said to Ying Xuan with a smile on his face: "Master, would you like some tea? I still have some Pu'er in my collection. Although it is not a good tea, it can quench your thirst."
"That would be troublesome."
Ying Xuan nodded calmly and did not refuse.
"No trouble, no trouble! Master, please wait a moment, you'll be fine soon!"
Seeing that the scribe was boiling water and making tea, other scribes also swarmed forward and gathered together.
