ask sword 2

Chapter 8 Oil Lamp
"it is good."

Seeing that Li Ang's attitude was firm, Yu Miaoshui was also stern. He clapped the armrest of the chair with both hands, picked up the folding fan, and got up and walked out of the house.

Ai Rong hesitated for a while, but put away the second version of the contract. Before going out, he reminded softly: "Risheng, Yu has made extensive friends with doctors, and has old friends in pawnshops, banks, and temples. You have more than a month to participate in the province Try it, and don't be distracted."

"Sunrise understands."

Li Ang nodded, Ai Rong's words reminded him of two points.

First, Yu Miaoshui has a relationship with pawnshops and banks, don't think about borrowing from other places
Second, what Yu Miaoshui really cares about is Li Ang's status as a scholar.If he didn't have the status of being a scholar in the state, Yu Miaoshui would have taken it by surprise and tried to seize the Baoantang.

Having said this, Ai Rong handed over and left.

Seeing the backs of the two drowning in the street, Chai Cuiqiao gritted her teeth angrily and said anxiously, "Young master."

"No hurries."

Li Ang shook his head and stepped forward to close the front door, "They have a serious contract that has been signed, and the yamen also has a backup.

The procedures and reasons are all justifiable.

You can't just stop them from leaving, can you? "

"But."

Chai Cuiqiao stomped her foot, "That's 150 guan!"

"I know."

Li Ang put on the door bolt, clapped his palms, turned to look at his maid, and said with a smile, "Okay, I have my own way of doing this.

That's it for today, you go to the fire to cook rice and prepare to cook. I put this book away and go out to buy vegetables and fruits.

I'm in a hurry to come back, and I haven't bought the Fenghua peach I promised you. "

"Master, you have such a big heart."

Chai Cuiqiao said sincerely, but Li Ang's composure and self-confidence made her less nervous, and hurriedly warned: "Fenghua peach should be soft but not rotten, too soft and rotten, it will not taste good."

"I know, I know."

Li Ang waved his hand and sent the little maid to cook on the fire. He took the "Shang Qing Inspiration Chapter" to the study, put it together with the other scroll books left at home, and went out to the north.

150 strings.

This is indeed a small sum of money.

In the city of Kuangzhou, you can build fifteen wells, build three pavilions, and buy two high-quality horses. It takes a low-level family to work hard for four years without food or drink.

Li Ang first went to the bridgehead of the Wuzhou Bridge and turned around. He glanced at the bridgehead, and there were a lot of rewards on the wooden notice board. Then he went to the south of the city to observe, and looked at the hard-working dock workers there. thinking.

150 runs minus 41 runs, and there is still a gap of [-] runs.

He didn't intend to trouble Aunt Song next door. Although Aunt Song's family's Lansheng Building was doing well, and they could get it together with [-] yuan, there were enough troubles for Aunt Song on weekdays, and there was no money for their parents' funeral. Calculated carefully.

He also did not intend to find Pu Liuxuan.

Pu Liuxuan had just received a letter from the academy to restore the professorship, and Yu Miaoshui used the Xinglin Association to buy the Baoantang. At present, he was using it for legitimate reasons, and he could not find an excuse to interfere.

As for using his identity as a disciple of the school to put pressure on Miao Shui
Well, Li Ang is not yet a disciple of the Academy, not even a prospective student, just a letter of recommendation.

What's more, if you let the outside world know that you use the recommendation letter from the academy to do something, maybe something will happen - maybe someone will report it to the government out of jealousy, or to eliminate the threat of competition.

Since the other party makes a move, then accept the move.

After observing the day in Wuzhou City, Li Ang already had a grasp on it.

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"Serve the essence of the sun and the moon, run to the wonder of the two scenes, the most wonderful treasure, the highest treasure."

"Anyone who does wonderful transformation should first incarnate, and those who incarnate first aim for the road"

It was late at night, and Li Ang was reading the obscure words on the scroll book by the light of the oil lamp. Every time he read, he would stop and close his eyes to rest.

The mysteriousness of the text is one aspect, and the dimness of the oil lamp is another aspect—the oil lamp originally used by Yu Guo was in the shape of a lotus flower.

When in use, light the wick in the oil dish. Since the lower dish is filled with water, the temperature of the wick is not high, and the burning speed will naturally slow down, thereby reducing the fuel consumption of the oil lamp and prolonging the burning time.

This kind of oil-saving lamp is a forced and helpless move due to the scarcity and high cost of oil. It was not until 50 years ago that Xuegong improved the technology and invented glass and a new oil refining method that there was a new type of glass oil lamp.

There is a glass shade for wind protection, and the wick can be shortened or lengthened by a knob.

In addition to saving fuel, you can also control the brightness.

It was close to the modern oil lamp in Li Ang's memory.

"However, it's still too dark."

Li Ang rubbed his sore eyes and put "Shang Qing Inspiration Chapter" on the table.

I can't read it.

It's like a book from heaven, every word is known, and they are completely confused when they are connected together.

After reading the practice books, can you feel the heat in your body?

Li Ang hesitated for a moment, then stood up, danced twice in the room, and then posed as a primary and secondary school student broadcasting gymnastics,

From "The Rising Sun" and "Eagle Flying", to "The Time is Calling" and "Dancing Youth",
From stretching, to stretching,
He even stood upside down.

No heat at all.

Chai Chai, who was in a different bed in the same room, had already fallen asleep, and when he heard the movement, he turned around in a daze, huddled under the covers, only showing a small white face, closed his eyes, and whispered in his sleep, "Young master. You have to go to the toilet."

"Will you speak?"

Li Ang's face darkened, he recovered from the inverted state, patted the dust on his palms, and said softly, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

"Oh."

Chai Cuiqiao was like a silkworm baby in a silkworm cocoon, twisting and turning over and turning over, and after a while, there was a slight breath, and whispered dreams, "Cherry Biluo, hehe, lychee, hehe, bean paste dumplings, hehe"

Dreaming is eating, this maid is helpless.

Li Ang rolled his eyes helplessly, turned to look at the half-closed scroll on the table, and rubbed his aching eyebrows.

It's said that the traversers bring their own golden thighs?Don't talk about golden thighs, just give golden fingers?
Is it still not triggered successfully?
Li Ang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said silently in the ocean of consciousness, "System? System?"

No response.

"Dark Blue? Fenglingyueying? Modifiers? Modifiers? Help!"

Still no response.

Li Ang opened his eyes, calmed his breath for a few seconds, took a dignified step in the room, walked squarely counterclockwise, and moved his lips slightly at the same time, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun, Fushengxuanhuang God, Fushengxuanhuang Tianjun"

Wait a moment, still. No response.

Well, I know it.

Li Ang slapped his forehead and reluctantly accepted the reality. He tied the scroll book with a string and hung it on the head of the bed. Then, he turned off the oil lamp and lay down on the other bed in the room.

Thinking of the school, practice, wells, and 150 guan in my heart, I fell asleep drowsily.

(End of this chapter)