Young man, please stay

Chapter 3 Silver Reward
  When he heard "Young hero, please stay", Qin Lang subconsciously thought that the big maid was back again.

"Xuan..."

However, Qin Lang turned around and realized that it was not Xuan Ran. He narrowed his eyes for a while and realized that the person calling him was actually the county government's master.

"What's with you?"

"Young Master Qin."

The master held his fists respectfully:
  "Are you awake?"

"Um...you know I'm at the inn?"

"Yes, the yamen knew that the young hero was resting, so there was something that didn't bother you."

Qin Lang thought that he fainted on the street at that time, and someone should have witnessed the whole process. It was not surprising that the news reached the county government, so he didn't pay too much attention.

But what he didn't know was that the county government was actually ordered to drink some water by someone from a large sect three days ago, so he sent someone to pay attention to Qin Lang's movements at the inn.

Now that Qin Lang is awake, the master comes upon hearing the news.

"What does the Yamen want from me?"

"The young hero was imprisoned three days ago to kill a thief. His heroic deeds have become a good story. As the saying goes, good people are rewarded. I was also entrusted by the magistrate to tell the young hero about the silver reward for the arrest warrant. "

"The arrest warrant's... silver reward?"

money?
  Qin Lang was slightly startled.

If you really talk about Cao Cao, your wife will be here...

At that time, Qin Lang was only focusing on unveiling the list as a ticket to jail, and really didn't notice that Xue Gui's arrest warrant had a silver reward.

Now I was worried about money, so the master took the initiative to send it to my door.

"How much is the silver reward?"

"Fifty taels."

"..."

Qin Lang was surprised, fifty taels was not a small number.

……

Traveling around the world, money is a must.

In addition to food, clothing, housing and transportation, weapons and mounts are also necessary expenses.

Especially mounts.

If Qin Lang wanted to go all over the world to pursue the last person in the "Inner Demon Record", how could he not have a mount?
  But as soon as he arrived in Jianping County, he inquired about it. In today's world, a beautiful little mare that is as pure as pure jade, round and jade-like, costs more than thirty taels of silver!
  Even if a horse is ridden by ten thousand people who have experienced hundreds of battles and is skinny, it will cost at least a dozen taels per horse.

Qin Lang, who was penniless, didn't dare to think about buying a horse at first, but now he was still thinking about making ends meet.

As a result, with this fifty-tael reward, not to mention the mount, I even had spare money to find a blacksmith in the county to make a handy sword.

……

However, having said that, the master said that according to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xue Gui's body needs to be sent to Qingzhou Mansion for inspection before the silver reward can be approved.

"how long it takes?"

"About a month."

The master took out a piece of paper that looked like a voucher from his pocket, handed it to Qin Lang, and then paid two taels of silver in advance.

With the advance payment, it was more than enough for Qin Lang to stay in an inn in this small border town for a month, but he didn't want to spend the money on such a place.

Especially without the company of his senior sister, Qin Lang, who was used to being lonely in the Tianshan Mountains, asked his senior master to point out a more secluded place to stay.

"Secluded...but there is some!"

The master pointed towards the distance:
  "There is a warehouse on Qingniugang outside the east gate of Jianping County. It was originally used by the late emperor to store imperial grains. Later, when the Great Zhou Dynasty and Beili had an armistice, the empress of the dynasty reduced the border tax, and the warehouse was completely abandoned. See The food man’s room remains empty and unoccupied.”

"Okay, I'll live there."

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So, for the reward of fifty taels of silver, Qin Lang temporarily stayed at Qingniugang in Jianping County.

During this stay, half a month passed before I knew it.

For half a month, in addition to practicing his internal strength from scratch every day, Qin Lang also sometimes wandered around the county town.

At the beginning, he suddenly met a few passers-by who knew him, and looked at him with admiration, envy, or longing, and called him "young hero", "hero", "good man", etc. Qin Lang was quite accomplished. feel.

However, as time went by, it gradually became tasteless.

The more leisurely he stayed in the small county town, the more Qin Lang couldn't wait to visit further and larger places.

Unfortunately, the reward money could not be collected and it was difficult to move forward. Qin Lang could only occasionally take a seat at the tea stall and heard that the old man told stories about the world.

However, Qin Lang soon discovered that this old man was also a parallel importer. He would not talk about anything else all day long. He only knew how to tell stories about the so-called Tianshan Immortals and indirectly spread rumors to his senior sister.

……

"Speaking of which, the goddess on the mountain that day is immortal, but her body is like that of a young child!"

"No no no."

Qin Lang shook his head directly after hearing this: "What kind of child? She... um... is quite big. She looks like a young woman."

"Ahem... It's said that the Immortal of Tianshan Mountain has three heads and six arms, and his whole body is covered with red hair!"

"No no no."

Qin Lang continued to shake his head:

"She has bare arms and legs, and is dressed in white. She is graceful and graceful."

As for having red hair or something...

It's even more nonsense.

Qin Lang has been stroking and caressing in his senior sister's arms since he was a child. He still doesn't know if he has any hair.
  "By the way...no, by the way, Young Master Qin, can you stop making fun of me all the time?"

……

As time passed, the old storyteller finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was just telling a story. How could there really be an immortal on Tianshan Mountain?

But this Qin Shaoxia didn't know why, but he always couldn't get along with his storyteller.

Of course the storyteller didn't know that Qin Lang was trying to refute rumors about his senior sister. Qin Lang didn't explain much and asked the storyteller:

"Old sir, this happens every day, can't you say something else?"

"Something else?"

The old storyteller sneered helplessly:

"I want to say, how can anyone write it?"

"No one wrote?"

Isn’t Qin a human?

So after going back and forth, Qin Lang simply took the initiative and wrote two books for the old man.

As a result, I wrote it the first day, and the old storyteller burst into tears of gratitude the next day:

"Young Master Qin! Your writings of "The Legend of Luo Bing" and "Young Hero Abin" are really amazing! I have never earned as much as 30 Wen in one day in my life!"

Only thirty pieces?

As expected, there is no future in literature. Fortunately, I did not choose to pursue literature and copywriting in the first place...

Qin Lang thought about it for a while, and immediately wrote another story for him.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The old man looked at Qin Lang's paintings of snakes, golden hooks and iron, and couldn't help but smack his tongue and praise:
  "You can write this character so well and so quickly. The young hero is really good at both civil and military skills!"

"really."

Qin Lang didn't feel ashamed at all for the storyteller's praise.

Because as early as in Tianshan, in order to cultivate Qin Lang's character, a certain senior sister forced Qin Lang to practice calligraphy since he was a child.

As a reminder, if Qin Lang fails to write an "Ode to Sisters and Brothers" in half a stick of incense every day, the senior sister will write the word "正" on Qin Lang's abdominal muscles or chest to warn him to have a correct state of mind.

……

"Senior sister, is this okay?"

"No, write harder! See the words and see the heart. When writing a man's handwriting, no matter how fast you write, you must keep your pen sharp."

"how about this?"

"Try harder..."

"now what?"

"Hard..."

"so?"

"Well, just... faster..."

"? Senior sister, why are your face so red?"

……

In this way, under the personal supervision of his senior sister, Qin Lang was forced to practice fast and good calligraphy even though he did not understand poetry and songs.

I thought I would be of no use in this life, but who knew that writing a novel would actually show off a lot.

"Well, take it."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

"Also, your storytelling method can be improved."

"Young hero, please elaborate!"

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(There is another update today. One chapter is divided into two chapters to avoid reading fatigue. One article is the most popular~)

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