Lucky Star Gao Zhao

Chapter 1018

The next day, I changed to a small inn. This one was easier to find. After putting away my luggage, Gao Yangrong was going to go out again. This time, I went to a bookstore to have a look. It's not much money to pay the bill, but it's better than doing nothing.

After asking someone, he went to the largest bookstore. After entering, Gao Yangrong gave a scholar's gift to the shopkeeper, and directly said that he wanted to find a job copying books.

The shopkeeper nodded and said wait a minute, bring a pen and ink for Gao Yangrong and the others to write a paragraph.

Gao Yangrong and Ni Sicai each wrote a section of Analects.The shopkeeper picked it up to have a look, and then nodded, because the copying depends on how well written the book is, and the price of the kind of book the scholar is asked to copy is also different, so he said a price.

Ni Sicai's heart twitched when he heard this, and he really wanted to refuse. This little money was not enough for his previous allowance.

Gao Yangrong asked if he could come to the bookstore to copy, because the place where he lived was too noisy and he couldn't meditate.

The shopkeeper said yes, Gao Yangrong saluted again and said he would come early tomorrow morning.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but when he saw a count on the table, he glanced at it and was about to leave without saying a word. The shopkeeper asked, "Young brother, can you count?"

Gao Yangrong was pleasantly surprised, and answered yes, thinking that it would be better if there was someone to settle the accounts, and the reward for not copying the books would be better than copying the books. ?How can the accounts be made public for outsiders to know.

The shopkeeper showed a smile, and went into the back room and took out a piece of paper with a few questions on it. For Gao Yangrong, it was very simple, so he calculated it and handed it over.

When he was writing his answer, the shopkeeper smiled and nodded.

"This little brother, I have a job to keep accounts for others, and I have to calculate some measurements, but I am not in the city, I am going to the mountains, it is a forest farm, it is a forest farm of the government, and it is guarded by the guard. I need to find someone who knows how to settle accounts." Yes, it will be fine before the end of the year. I was also entrusted to ask if there are any scholars who are willing to go. Safety can be guaranteed, because Songshan Temple needs some wood, and I want to find someone to calculate and transport the sawn wood back there. "

Gao Yangrong was tempted, but time was short, he told the truth, he could only live here for a month, the shopkeeper regretted it.

Ni Sicai heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that copying books would be better than going to the mountains, since it will snow soon, how about going to the mountains to survive the cold?Just copy the book.

Although I have never been there, I am afraid to think about it.

After going out, Gao Yangrong said that he would go to the monastery to see his husband, tell him about their arrangements, tell him the address of the bookstore and the new inn, so that his husband will not be able to find them if he has something to do.

After going to Songshan Temple, Mr. Meng came out to meet them. He was a little surprised to hear what the students said. He didn't expect to arrange this month in just one day. He thought he had to wait a few days.

"That's fine. You should just practice calligraphy. It will be good for next year's end. Just don't forget to read the books. Go out and throw away all the previous learning. It's better not to come out."

Gao Yangrong really wanted to say that it's not us who are going out, it's you, sir.

Ni Sicai looked left and then again, and asked, "What does Songshan Temple need wood for? Reconstruction?"

Mr. Meng didn't know what he meant, and Ni Sicai explained: "At the bookstore just now, the shopkeeper said to find someone who knows how to count. Fortunately, we only stayed for a month, otherwise Yang Rong would definitely do that."

Mr. Meng asked what was going on, and then said: "Then you go, you will be here soon, at worst, I will stay here for one more month, and you will learn more."

Ni Sicai wanted to slap her own mouth, so she hurriedly looked at Gao Yangrong, expecting him to refuse.

Gao Yangrong agreed, and said to go back and answer the shopkeeper.

Mr. Meng asked them to wait, then turned back, and when he came out, he said, "Go, I know where you are, and I will visit you later, do a good job and send our things here, and I won't send you there. Someone arranged for you to go there."

Waving to let them go, the action is: go, go, go.

Ni Sicai followed behind Gao Yangrong with a mournful face, and said, "Brother Yangrong, can I not go?"

"It's up to you, if you want to go back and tell your husband, you will also stay in the monastery, just study hard and plan to have a small three yuan next year."

How dare Ni Sicai, I am afraid that my husband will say that Yang Rong can go, you are older than him, why can't you suffer?
I'm only one year older than him?

When they returned to the bookstore, the shopkeeper saw that they had come back and didn't know what was going on. Gao Yangrong said he would go to the forest farm, and he also said that he would travel with his husband, who was in Songshan Temple, and he asked them to go.

The shopkeeper was surprised when he heard this. Originally, only one person was needed. He heard that the master was with the abbot in the temple. He didn't say anything, saying that he would come here early in the morning and send them to the forest farm.

The reason why Songshankou is called Songshankou is because there is Songshan nearby, and the Songshan office is also nearby, and Qianhu is surnamed Wang.

Before Gao Yangrong came out, the eldest sister went back to her mother's house and told him that if there was anything to do, she would go to Wang Qianhu. Wang Qianhu's uncle was from the Xue family in Beijing.

After returning, Ni Sicai had a frowning face, Gao Yangrong said with a smile: "You regret talking too much, don't you? You said it yourself. If I said it, you would hate me to death."

Ni Sicai pretended to slap himself on the mouth, and said: "No wonder you say too much and make mistakes. My father said that you should talk less when you are away from home. If you say something wrong, you will be beaten."

Speaking of this, he leaned forward and said: "You said that Mr. said that he was beaten when he went out when he was young, is it because his words offended others?"

Gao Yangrong suppressed a smile, "Sir, don't talk about it, but he also thinks so.

The two of them got the truth.

"I think so. Sometimes Mr. Meng doesn't pay attention to what he says. He says that I look like a monkey. How can I look like a monkey? Are there any monkeys who look so upright? I think he is jealous, jealous of my good looks."

Gao Yangrong laughed, I don't know why Mr. said that Ni Sicai looks like a monkey, he is good-looking, square and upright, he can be regarded as a good-looking talent when he goes out, Mr. is thin and tall, with prominent eyes, if the elder sister saw him, he would have to say he looks like a frog.

It's useless to complain any more, and Ni Sicai didn't want to back down, although he didn't have to go, and it wasn't that he didn't have money to stay in the inn.

Ni Sicai stood up and said: "Then stay one more night. I will treat guests today. I will go out to have a good meal. I may not have anything to eat when I go to the deep mountains. I will satisfy my hunger first. I will order a few more dishes today and drink some wine. I will come back in the afternoon." Get a good night's sleep, and at night we will eat the hot pot in the house, eat warm and go to bed. Eh..., I'm afraid when I think about suffering tomorrow, maybe my mother won't recognize me when I go home during the Chinese New Year."

Gao Yangrong said: "It scares you, there are so many delicious foods in the mountains, go hunting by yourself, eat stewed meat every day, it will make you vomit."

"You know how to hunt? I said Gao Yangrong, you said you can't do anything, you know how to catch birds, you know how to make pots, you know how to tear clothes, your family is not poor, you don't have a stepmother, There are older sisters and older brothers, so why are you acting like an orphan?"

"Go, go, what are you talking about? It's convenient for me if I know it, it has nothing to do with being poor. If I don't know how, who do you and your husband rely on along the way? Could it be that you take a servant woman out? You have already expected what will happen on the road, so Several of my brothers know how to do it."

On the way, Mr.'s clothes were torn, Gao Yangrong took out a sewing box, which surprised Ni Sicai, this guy even brought this with him?

So what if there is money in the wilderness?I couldn't find anyone, so the torn clothes, trousers, and torn socks were all repaired by Gao Yang, and my husband praised him.

When Ni Sicai was about to leave the house, his mother told him to throw it away if it broke, and to buy it at the market, so he had enough money prepared for him.

　To overthrow the previous ups and downs of the plot, and to re-conceive during the day, the husband has to continue to be unreliable, everything is right, think slowly, and write slowly.

　　What kind of encounter will Gao Yangrong have in the Songshan Institute?It must be a chance to let him go out.

　　No spoilers, hehe.

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　　Whether the original writing is good or not, whether you like it or not, giving the author some encouragement, or silently abandoning the article, or pointing out where there are problems is also to help the author grow.

　　In particular, some plagiarists are arrogant about originality, and unspeakable things happen, and originality is even more difficult.

　　I didn't target anyone, because I thought about the plot and suddenly thought of this.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)