Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 295 Dragon Beard Goldfish!The purple sea that picked up the leak!

Hearing the reputation, there was a lot of discussion in the school for a while, and the students couldn't hear the murmuring words clearly.

Snapped!
The handsome gentleman sitting on top of the teacher raised his ruler and slapped it heavily on the desk.

"How can the school be noisy! Could it be that you want to copy the Four Books and Five Classics three hundred times?"

As soon as the master finished speaking, there was a sudden silence in the school, and the students sat on their respective clouds like thorns.

Hearing the crisp sound of the ruler, Gu Sui outside the door shivered his shoulders in fright.

The girl in the straw hat, who was hiding outside the pavilion and eavesdropping, also looked not much better.

"This is terrible. It's the first time Mr. Kong reprimanded him like this. Gu Sui won't be beaten badly, right?"

The girl in the straw hat lowered her head in reproach, squatting in the corner and whispering.

Turning his head and glanced at the courtyard wall behind him, the corners of Mr. Kong's mouth turned up, and he could vaguely see a slight smile.

"Everything happens for a reason. If you can convince sir, I will not punish you, sir."

Lowering his head in silence, Gu Sui looked vaguely at the courtyard behind Mr. Kong, hesitated for a moment and answered.

"It's all because of me alone, and there is no other cause and effect. The students are willing to be punished."

Gu Sui clasped his hands in salute, bent down to face Mr. Kong, the latter smiled slightly, gathered his sleeves and robe, put down his ruler and ordered.

"If you believe in books, it is better to have no books. Outside of books, there is knowledge but not knowledge. If you are punished for copying Meng Shu a hundred times, do you have any complaints?"

"Students remember the teacher's teaching." Gu Sui responded with cupped hands, and Mr. Kong didn't care, and raised his hand to signal him to take a seat.

Under the corner, the girl in the straw hat was chanting Mr. Kong's words.

But how can her little head, who has not yet entered the world, understand the deep meaning in it.

"Besides the books, there is learning, but it is not learning? What do you mean by your remarks?"

Thinking of the deep meaning in the call, the straw hat girl then squatted in the corner, holding a branch picked up anywhere, and writing on the mud.

In the school, Mr. Kong taught slowly, as if on purpose, slowing down every word and sentence in his mouth.

Not long after, a dozen children in ragged clothes and patches were gathered outside the wall courtyard.

It seems that this is not the first time everyone has come back, squatting under the corner of the wall, silently listening to the class at the same time.

"Chen Niu, how do you write good characters?" Next to the girl in the straw hat, there was a sturdy book boy with a runny nose and an honest appearance.

Sucking up the wobbly slug, the sturdy book boy wiped his nose and asked the straw hat girl.

The latter scratched his cheek, thought for a moment and tried to write.

"Write a sheep with a little slant, and seal the sheep's mouth with a little slant, it seems like this... It's just a little ugly."

Looking at the good characters written crookedly on the ground, the sturdy book boy clapped his hands and applauded in a low voice.

"Chen Niu, you are really good, no wonder Hu Laoguai said that you are a good seedling who is learning and learning."

Feeling embarrassed to scratch the back of her head, Chen Niu showed a shy smile on her wheat-yellow face.

In the school, Mr. Handsome moved his ears, put down the brush in his hand,
Looking at the smooth flowing water on the desk, and the good characters with a wonderful pen, he laughed.

"Huh? There are such strange beasts in this fish basin! Be good! This fisherman is not selling it, is he?"

Ziming squatted down, looking at the small golden fish with long whiskers in the wooden basin.

"Hey! Young Master has good eyesight! This goldfish is a small carp I caught from the Golden Pond. I heard that this thing attracts wealth, but I don't know if it is true or not."

The fisherman sitting behind the fish stall, with his sleeves rolled up, stepped on a pair of straw woven sandals, rubbing his hands and looking at Ziming with a smile on his face.

Sensing a trace of dragon energy emanating from the little carp, Ziming asked immediately.

"how much is it?"

"Thirty Wen! This is a lucky fish. My son, it's a chance for you to meet it. Don't miss it."

The fisherman rolled his eyes, giggling and bragging about the little golden carp in the tub.

Listening to his rhetoric, who would believe ordinary people?I don't believe it!

If it's really a fortune-telling fisherman, why would he show it up? It's just a gimmick.

Don't say it!Ziming still looks like he has been taken advantage of!Apart from anything else, he took out a tael of silver and threw it to the fisherman.

After receiving the one tael of silver, the fisherman clasped his hands together and bowed happily!Just like worshiping the God of Wealth.

Not happy!This tael of silver is converted into copper plates, but it is one thousand Wen!
Ordinary people work so hard that they earn five taels of silver a year, which is as high as the sky!
He earned one or two taels of silver that day, and the women in the house all had to offer him up as their master.

This family, young and old, can be considered to be settled in the next meal, right?

Lowering his head to tease the golden carp in the small wooden bowl, Ziming couldn't help laughing.

A tael of silver is exchanged for a goldfish with the blood of a real dragon.

If this is put outside, there is no gold worth tens of thousands!It can't even replace Tiancaidibao.

"No wonder there are always outsiders coming in and out of this town, so that's how it is! Hehe! The young master is shopping! When I go up the mountain, Master can't praise me for being diligent and thrifty?"

Putting the little goldfish into the space ring on his thumb, Ziming took out the dusty folding fan and shook it in a good mood.

What he didn't know was that the middle-aged man who was sitting on the second floor of the inn drinking tea while wearing a bamboo hat crushed his teacup in anger.

"No wonder I haven't found his mother for five years, so I was caught by this fisherman! This kid is really blessed, and I will meet him when I find time."

After finishing speaking, the man in the bamboo hat left five copper coins on the table, got up and went downstairs.

"Don't miss it when you pass by! The best rough stone is freshly baked! One knife is poor and one knife is rich!"

On the corner of the street, wearing a brown robe, with long black hair tied up, with a big belly and round waist, and a goatee,
The middle-aged man who smiled like a Maitreya Buddha stood in the alley and yelled.

Ziming passing by heard the sound and jumped up curiously to look.

I saw that in the alley enough to accommodate five adults to pass side by side, dozens of people gathered to watch the excitement.

A long table was placed in the center of the crowd, and on the long table was a pile of fine powdery gravel and several stone saws made of woven wire.

Speaking of these two things, they are not common, they are the special objects for opening jade.

In ancient times, to open jade, it was necessary to run water while sawing and grind the jade sand into a gravel shape.

The former is to avoid the long-term friction and fusing of the wire braided saw rope, and the latter is to allow the jade to be sawed faster.

But here!Rumor has it that there is a family named Yubaohang.

Although it is an aristocratic family, this family has never opened a shop, and it is placed in any vacant land in this small town.

What he sells is also the rough stone dug out from the back of his mountain.

It is rumored that a man opened a strange jade in his home, and he was so happy to buy it for 10 taels of gold on the spot!
Since that day, all foreigners who come here will come here to try their luck for the first time.

"Shopkeeper, we have traveled thousands of miles here just to find the best jade. Please be quick and tell me if you can do it with me? Money is not an issue."

He raised his eyes and looked at the neatly dressed young man in front of him, who looked either rich or expensive.

The shopkeeper shook his head with a smile, and smiled with a finger.

"The price is clearly marked. You won't be cheated for a penny, and you won't be blackmailed for a penny. If you're lucky and offer top-quality jade, I won't stop you. What we're talking about is morality."

(End of this chapter)