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Chapter 16 Decision

Twenty thousand dollars is not a small sum. The owner of the bookstore asked Liu Jing to wait for a while and return home in person to withdraw the money.His home is located in Shiyangli, which means the north.

Within two quarters of an hour, the owner of the bookstore came back in an ox cart with [-] coins in a bag weighing more than [-] jins. He instructed two security servants to carry the money box into the bookstore.

The cash box fell heavily on the ground. The owner of the book shop opened the box and said, "Look, Mr. Liu, there are twenty thousand coins in the box, all of which are good five baht coins, and there are absolutely no bad coins or small coins."

Bad coins refer to copper coins privately minted by the people, whose quality is far inferior to official coins, and small coins are copper coins minted by Dong Zhuo in Guanzhong a few years ago. The poor quality caused Guanzhong's economy to collapse, throwing back the era of barter.

The copper coins are run through with ropes, and the whole box is piled up in a string of thousands of coins.Liu Jing closed the lid of the box and said, "If you run a bookstore with one step, you must be someone who knows books and honors them. You can't compare with ordinary traders. I believe in the character of your feet."

The owner of the book shop bowed his hands in thanks, and repeatedly assured: "Don't worry, Mr. Liu, if there are bad coins or shortages, the villain will pay them a thousand times, ten thousand times."

Then the two began to discuss and draft a contract.

For those who write a contract, the book is written on wood, and the side is carved as a contract, and each holds one of them, which is called the left and right contract.

The owner of the bookstore wrote the statement one by one on the wooden board in duplicate. After Liu Jing confirmed that the content was correct, he signed his name, which became legally effective. The two copies of the contract, the owner of the bookstore and Liu Jing each held one serving.

After the transaction was completed, Liu Jing said goodbye to the owner of the bookstore at the door, helped Liu He halfway into the car, and suddenly heard a male voice from the opposite side of the car: "Brother, look, there is a bookstore here, why don't we go in and have a look."

Listening to his words, he is definitely not a native of Changsha, but he seems to have an accent from Qilu.

Another, younger voice said disapprovingly: "Changsha has always been a city with a lot of people and few people. What good books can there be?"

Liu Jingjing stood still, and soon saw two young men walking on the other side of the bullock cart.The younger ones are about twelve or thirteen years old, they should be brothers, and their eyebrows and eye contours are five or six similar.

The older boy wears a white silk scarf, and the younger also wears a boy's scarf. Both of them have good appearance and temperament, and they walk in the market like a flock of chickens.

The two suddenly found that Liu Jing and Liu He were paying attention to them. They obviously heard the previous conversation, and their faces flushed immediately.

They are from Langye, Xuzhou, which belonged to Qilu in ancient times, the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, and a state of propriety and righteousness, while Changsha is called "a semi-barbarian place" by the "Han Shu", which pales in comparison. Too much.But it’s okay to say this in private, but it would be rude to hear it from Changsha locals.

The older boy had no choice but to lead his younger brother to apologize sincerely to Liu Jing and Liu He: "My foolish brother is young and ignorant, and his words are sloppy. If there is any offense, please don't blame me."

Liu He looked angry, while Liu Jing looked very calm. The young genius Wang Can and Wang Zhongxuan avoided the chaos in Xiangyang. exhaustive.

In contrast, the young man in front of him called Changsha a contemptible city, which was nothing at all, and their apology was very sincere.

Liu Jing nodded slightly, pushed Liu He into the carriage, and drove away.

Watching the ox cart go away, his brother said with a serious face: "Jing Chu has always been a savvy and savvy folk, this gentleman is very cultivated and doesn't have the same knowledge as you. If you change to an irritable man, you will definitely draw a sword and clash, what should you do at that time? Alright? In a foreign land, Adi should be cautious in words and deeds, remember, remember."

"I know I was wrong."

It was not until Liu Jing left that everyone in the bookstore discovered the beauty of Liu Jing's poems and essays.Liu Jingben has the idea of ​​"showing talent", and the use of Yan Kai and running script alone in the style of calligraphy, the audience is not without admiration.

The owner of the book shop couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. What he didn't care about before suddenly became a treasure that is not inferior to Cai Yong's book Dan. What a surprise!

Brother Qilu walked into the bookstore, and found a group of people around the bookcase, admiring their tongues, and couldn't help but step forward to find out.

"Who wrote this?" When they saw Liu Jing's calligraphy, they were astonished.

The owner of the bookstore replied, "It's the gentleman who left by car just now, after King Ding of Changsha. His surname is Liu Mingjing, and his courtesy name is Zhongda."

The two looked surprised, Liu Jing completely broke their inherent impression of Jingnan people.

His brother sighed: "It's a pity that such a beautiful woman missed her. Then he asked the owner of the bookstore: "I don't know if this article can be sold? "

The owner of the bookstore shook his head and said, "Not for sale."

The two brothers couldn't hide their disappointment when they heard the words.

The ox carts are rumbling, moving with difficulty in the flow of people.

Liu He suddenly said: "Brother, Hutou likes to eat Hubing, why don't you buy some for him?"

Liu Jing said with a smile: "Ah Ruo is thinking of Tiger Head, he looks like an uncle."

Hu Bing, as the name suggests, is the cake of Hu people. It is mainly popular in the north. In the south of the Yangtze River, rice soup and fish are rarely eaten. In Liu Jing’s memory, there are no Hu Bing in Changsha.

Liu He blushed from the praise, and was a little embarrassed, but he really wanted to eat it too.

Song Gu came to the city to buy Hubing for Liu He several times before, so he came to the cake stand with ease.

Liu Jing asked Song Gu to buy cakes. Sitting in the car, he looked through the window. The dwarf slave was indeed just like his name. He was only four feet tall, with a head as big as a bucket, and a cute face. He was a dwarf with congenital deformities. Liu Jing couldn't help but think of Wu Dalang who also sells cakes.

At this time, a bohemian young man in brocade clothes and a small crown, with a long sword hanging from his waist, walked slowly from a distance. Wherever he passed, people spontaneously gave way, as if they were very jealous of this person.

The young man went straight to the cake stand, and Da Lala said, "Diaonu, do you have any money in your hand, lend me some."

The dwarf slave asked: "How much does Mr. Cai use?"

The young man surnamed Cai smiled and said, "Haha, naturally the more the better."

The dwarf said: "I made more than a hundred dollars from selling cakes today. I'll give it to you." After that, he wanted to withdraw the money.

The old sauce seller couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Short slave, wait a minute. Let's not mention it, this rascal has borrowed money from you five or six times this month alone, and he never paid it back, you silly boy , How can I lend him money back?"

The dwarf slave laughed and said, "Mr. Cai is a hero in the city. There are many places where he spends money on a daily basis. If he has money, he will never fail to pay it back."

"The one who knows me, Cai Sheng, is also a short slave." Cai Sheng patted the short slave on the shoulder, as if he had met a confidant.

The old woman scolded Cai Sheng angrily and said, "It's not like you don't know the situation in the dwarf slave's family. His family doesn't have any childbirth, and they all depend on him to live. He is reluctant to eat or wear clothes on weekdays. Every money he saves is used to supplement the family. How can you have the heart to cheat him of money?"

Cai Sheng said disapprovingly, "How can I, Cai Sheng, renege on a mere amount of money. If I become rich in the future, I will definitely repay him ten times and a hundred times. Don't worry, Auntie."

The old woman gave him a sideways glance and said disdainfully, "You run around the city all day, causing trouble, how can you get rich?"

Cai Sheng said with a look of resentment: "Why do you look down on me Cai Sheng so much. Liu Boxi and Ou Yuanbo are both adults in Changsha, and they have repeatedly sent people to invite me as a guest with a lot of money. It's just that I don't want to, a man should have a lofty mind, how can he go against his will and be driven by others.

Besides, in the whole city, this place is the calmest place, isn't it all because of my credit. "

The dwarf hurriedly appeased the old woman and said to Cai Sheng, "Don't blame Cai Jun."

Cai Sheng put the money into a small pouch, tossed it into the air, and said with a smile: "Short slave, I will go to the gambling shop to play a few games first, and you will find me after closing the stall. You have lost a lot in the past few days. You are lucky." , maybe you can help me get some back."

Gamblers always gamble nine times out of ten, but Dwarf is an exception. To be able to come and go, I have to say that he is very lucky.

"Okay." The dwarf nodded in agreement.

"How can a gambling shop be a place for a good family to go, you prodigal son, don't bring a bad dwarf slave."

Cai Sheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes at the old woman, nodded at the little slave, and turned to leave.

"Lang Jun, the cake is back."

Song Gu's voice made Liu Jing look back, "Let's go."

The bullock cart came out from the east gate of the city, and Liu Jingshun looked back from the window. The market is indeed a place where people gather and where talents gather.

Looking back on today's trip, many faces flashed through his mind one by one, the desperate city guard, the domineering Ou Yuanbo, the handsome and free-spirited savior, the personable Qilu brothers, the dwarf selling cakes, the suave ranger...all kinds of faces , left a very deep impression on him.

Originally, he wanted to be an official. As for any post, he had no specific plans. Now, he has it.

(End of this chapter)