If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 12 The Lively Chaoyang Street
Lin Ke stepped out of Tongfu Restaurant expressionlessly.

Behind him, the shopkeeper of the restaurant narrowed his eyes, looking at Lin Ke's back.

The restaurant clerk looked at Lin Ke with an expression of admiration and gratitude.

Lin Ke looked left and right, then looked up at the sky where the night had covered the entire world.

Raised a seemingly warm smile.

Stepping into the street, just as his feet stepped on the dusty street, a crisp sound sounded in his mind.

Under the night, he stopped and stood in the middle of Chaoyang Street where the dust was blown up by the wind from time to time.

"Ding."

"The choice is complete."

"The reward has been issued, please check."

[Reward [-]: Get the approval of the great scholar Li Chungang, and you can become a teacher within three days. 】

[Reward [-]: I have won the favor of the painter Wang Lin, and I have become a teacher. 】

[Reward [-]: Get the favor of the shopkeeper of Tongfu Restaurant and get a regular job. 】

Note: The reason for choosing the third option is to be rescued by the shopkeeper of the restaurant. You don’t need to be a teacher, and if you give up half a year, the second o’clock in the unitary hour will become the first o’clock in the united kingdom, and the working time can be extended to eight months.

You time is from five to seven in the afternoon, and Xu time is from seven to nine. It becomes one hour, which is only two hours.

Only then did Lin Ke show a happy smile on his face, and the depression just now was swept away.

It seems that this saved the shopkeeper of Tongfu Restaurant, and the choice has also changed.

Because he only has three months to prepare, if he has more time besides worrying about food and clothing, he can learn a lot more.

He wants to learn literature, martial arts, and painting, and he must also maintain his firewood chopping skills!
In three months, he will make these arrangements.

First of all, old man Li Chungang's Si noon time is from nine o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the noon.

And Wang Lin didn't apply for it, that is, when Mr. Li finished, he went to the painting workshop, and the time was from [-]:[-] noon to [-]:[-] pm.

An hour is arranged for Tongfu Restaurant. When there are many people, it is the unitary hour, from [-]pm to [-]pm, which is exactly the meal time.

I wake up early in the morning, and I want to review what I learned the day before, so I get up at five or six in the morning, but I don’t know if I have enough time?
Or make adjustments when the time comes!
After [-] o'clock every night, can you continue to chop firewood, or learn other things?

Lin Ke was arranging his time when suddenly there was a commotion in his ear.

He looked at the street, all kinds of chickens and dogs were flying around, dust was flying, and he heard someone behind him shouting: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, little brother..."

Then he gets hit.

But the man stopped after passing by, and seeing Lin Ke's eyes widen, the man apologized and said, "I'm sorry, little brother, I will apologize to you next time."

Then?

Then the man pushed the car and ran away!
Lin Ke, who was lying on the ground, heard a voice from a distance: "My mother! Butcher Zhang, if you don't take away your chopping board, I will come and carry all your meat away..."

"Fatty man, if you don't take away your stool on the road, I'll dismantle it for our family to use as firewood when I come..."

"Old man Li, quickly clean up your door, it's bloody, be careful I'll seal your shop..."

"My mother! Beggar, you spend all day looking at girls at the door of Qugoulan, if you don't close the stall, believe it or not, I will make you really blind..."

"Girl Goulan..."

"Wang Lin girl..."

The sound was getting closer, and the street was getting more and more messy.

"Bang... slap... thump... thump thud thump... swish swish... crackling..."

All kinds of closing sounds, knocking of tables and chairs, as well as the sound of porcelain breaking, running, sweeping the floor... It was a mess!
Lin Ke got up from the ground by himself, standing in the street full of dust blown by the wind and trampled by people, messy alone.

As the dust slowly fell, he also saw the scene on the street.

Empty!
The doors of every shop on Chaoyang Street were closed.

For example, old man Li Chungang's tofu shop now only has a figure of Li Feiyu bending over and sweeping the floor.

Chaoyang Street, which was noisy and messy, suddenly changed. It is not chaotic at all, neat and clean.

The people in Chaoyang also became very well-behaved one by one.

Lin Ke was dumbfounded, and then his eyes shifted slightly, looking at Wang Lin's fairyland painting workshop, and immediately trotted there.

Go ask what's going on?

"Master, let me help you!"

Wang Lin was moving the painting at the door, when she heard the voice, she said two words softly without raising her head: "Okay!"

Wang Lin looked at Lin Ke with a smile, gentle and virtuous, tender as water.

"Master, I have to leave beforehand!"

Seeing Wang Lin's appearance, Lin Ke immediately shuddered, quickly changed his target, and then fixed his eyes on Li Feiyu who was sweeping the floor not far away.

As soon as Lin Ke shifted his target, Li Feiyu straightened up, stopped sweeping the floor and looked at Lin Ke.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Are you sick...

Lin Ke cursed in his heart, didn't stop in his steps, and finally ran straight back to his house!
People here are not easy to mess with!

They are all cheap, which one is easy to mess with?
let's go home...

Lin Ke stood at the door, thought for a while, went back to the yard and moved out the wooden stakes under the eaves, sat at the door, took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket, and looked towards the street.

The melon seeds were ordered by the fat shopkeeper just now. At that time, the shopkeeper looked distressed, and Lin Ke felt angry thinking about it.

He said that when he was looking for a job, the shopkeeper took out his abacus and calculated for a long time, saying that he would give two steamed buns every day.

Just as he was thinking about it, a figure appeared on the street at this moment, it looked like a man, and it was the source of the voice that was yelling loudly on the street just now.

A knife was pinned diagonally to the man's waist, and the end of the scabbard was pulled to the ground, loosely.

He went to the listening bar first, and pointed at a short and fat woman with heavy makeup, but Lin Ke couldn't understand what he was saying.

Then Lin Ke saw that even though those people closed the store, the messy door was knocked open by the man.

Those who didn't clean up were all found at the door and pointed at their noses and scolded.

It's just because it's too far away to hear clearly.

Then the man walked to Wang Lin's shop, saw that there was no painting at Wang Lin's door, and spoke to Wang Lin.

This time Lin Ke finally heard it intermittently: "Tell me about you... oh, you are the leader of my errand, how can you be an official... Tell me, you can only wipe the wall in the end! Thirteen cents , too expensive..."

Good guy!
Lin Ke felt that he had heard something extraordinary.

As for Wang Lin, even if she was pointed at her nose, she still kept smiling.

Lin Ke looked secretly amazed.

This person is also a very powerful master?

Then Lin Ke saw Wang Lin glance at him with a smile?
Take a serious look at yourself!
The man who was talking to Wang Lin followed Wang Lin's line of sight, but he just frowned slightly, and then looked away.

Lin Ke quickly smiled at Wang Lin.

He stuffed the melon seeds into his pocket, and then patted the back of his right hand with his left hand. When Wang Lin looked away, Lin Ke was relieved.

After the man finished talking about Wang Lin, he glanced at Lin Ke, didn't say anything, turned his head angrily and looked at Li Feiyu who was sweeping the floor not far away, and then walked quickly to Li Feiyu.

This time Lin Ke finally ate the whole melon... No, he heard the whole lecture, probably because of the blood tofu made by Mr. Li Chungang, which made the front of the door dirty, and he needs to focus on rectification.

Lin Ke reached into his pocket and took out the melon seeds, and continued to knead them.

At this moment, Lin Ke finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

The man was a middle-aged man who looked younger than old man Qi.

His face was a little dark, his facial lines were rigid, he had a mustache, and there was nothing outstanding about him. The man was wearing a dark green suit with a black sheathed long knife on his waist.

After walking towards Li Feiyu's, he showed Lin Ke a back view, only then did Lin Ke realize that there was a word on the clothes on his back.

【catch】.

Lin Ke understood.

Hurry up!

"Municipal System Miscellaneous Essays" has a saying: The low-ranking people are storytellers, yamen servants, handymen, merchants, slaves, matchmakers, pardons, theft, and prostitution.

Catching fast is a kind of government servant.

(End of this chapter)