Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

The following days should have been peaceful, Su Mu went to work in the tent of Hu's warehouse every day, and in the afternoon he went to the school to listen to Mr. Shao's lectures, and it took about ten days like this.

Everything seemed to be going well, but in fact nothing happened.

After Li Zhangfang knew that Su Mu was an expert in the tent, he simply stole his laziness and handed over all the work at hand, without caring about anything else. He ran over to ask if he had something important to do today, and after getting the news that nothing happened, the old accountant went to the tavern on the pier to eat rice wine, and came back staggeringly drunk, drinking a cup of tea, Staring at the tent for an afternoon is like wasting a day.

The wharf is the busiest place in Baoding. Everyday, many merchants sell livestock and poultry for profit. They will inevitably die of disease or plague on the road, and sell them to taverns at extremely low prices.

As a result, the meals in the tavern are naturally ridiculously cheap. Of course, the customers are porters on the dock.

Su Mu resisted this kind of unhygienic food, even if Mr. Li came to invite him, he refused to go.

He even had some doubts that the greasy and meaty lunch every three days at the warehouse was something tricky, but there was no concrete evidence, so let's just keep our heads down and eat out of sight and out of mind.

Not to mention, he has read more than ten heavenly scriptures under Mr. Shao's hands, and he has already memorized the "Four Books" and "Five Classics" in the residual memory of this body, so he has made rapid progress in his studies.

As for writing in classical Chinese, I thought it was a bit difficult at first.That's because he didn't know how to write this thing, and after one homework every day, and after Mr. Shao's review, Su Mu gradually found that this thing was easy to write.

As long as you grasp the laws of ancient Chinese writing, know how to write and what vocabulary to use.

As for the vocabulary, the former owner of the body has memorized it by rote for more than ten years, and it has already become as rich as a big dictionary.

Gradually, Mr. Shao no longer assigned him homework alone, and let him just follow the syllabus with the class.

This made Su Mu heave a sigh of relief, without this day's proposition composition, it would be easy for him to spend a month or two in school.

Anyway, when Mr. Shao was explaining the scriptures in class, no matter how gaudy he said, Su Mu only let the spring breeze pass his ears, and he didn't remember it at all.However, even so, I still learned a lot of new knowledge.

There is no way, Mr. Shao's lesson is really powerful, it can be called a magic sound, and he can't escape even if he wants to.

Sometimes Su Mu thinks, with his current level of Chinese studies, if he travels back to the modern society at this moment, he will still be a teacher, let alone a lecturer, maybe even an associate professor can be evaluated.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in life.

The accounts of the Hu family are not difficult for Su Mu. Every morning, he can finish the day's work in less than an hour. Journey to the West".

At the beginning, Boss Lin of the Lin Family Bookstore didn't come to urge him, but only waited for Su Mu's first [-]-word manuscript to be published, and then printed it.

But after a few days, Boss Lin found that he could no longer bear the pain of missing Sun Houzi, so he sent an assistant to have a preview of the manuscript that Su Mu had written.

Looking at it this way, it happened to be the part where the havoc in the Heavenly Palace and the monkey was sealed as Bi Mawen, so I couldn't let go of it anymore.

As an excellent bookseller, since Boss Lin decided to publish "Journey to the West", he naturally paid attention to the ghost novels published in the same period, so he couldn't find less to come and see.

When I saw it, I spit out: It's really ugly, rubbish, waste, waste of paper and ink, how can it compare with my monkey.

The stories of the gods and demons novels these days are very simple. They are just some high-ranking gods fighting around in the clouds and fog.On the contrary, Su Mu's novel has twists and turns in one incident, making people mesmerized by it.

At that moment, as soon as Boss Lin gritted his teeth, he ordered the workers to start engraving and printing without waiting for the number of words in Su Mu's manuscript.Time waits for no one, go out one day earlier, earn money one day earlier.

Therefore, every time Su Mu wrote three to five thousand words, Lin's Bookstore had already printed them in just one night, and when he finished the manuscripts, they would be bound into volumes and distributed.

On the tenth day, the manuscript of the first volume was finally handed over to Lin Family Bookstore.

However, Su Mu felt that he was a little tired of writing. This "Journey to the West" story is still the same kind of story, but the words and sentences in it are half from his own memory and half are re-creation, which consumes a lot of energy.

The most troublesome thing is that I was used to typing on the keyboard in my previous life, and I haven't written so many words for many years.Now holding this pen every day, the first joint of the middle finger has a blood blister, and it hurts so bad when I touch it.

Forget it, let's take a break for two days and see how the first book sells.

Money is important, but if you do too much of such energy-consuming things, be careful of the gray hair of the teenagers, or even the baldness of the teenagers, then you will not be a handsome guy.

Gradually merging into this long time and space, everything seems to be going well, work and studies are going well, and the plan to make a fortune will become a reality in the foreseeable future.

His mind is still the same mature and prospective uncle as before, but he has changed into the body of a 19-year-old boy. Under the action of hormones, there is always an unspeakable restlessness in his heart.It has nothing to do with men or women, it's just that the energy in this body is gradually getting stronger, and it's good to always want to toss something.

When I first came here, I was sick for a few days because of my weak body, although it didn't matter much.But it also reminded Su Mu that this was an ancient time when medicine was underdeveloped and the average life expectancy of ordinary people was only about forty years old.The average person can call himself an old man once he is over 40 years old, and it is considered a long life to live over [-] years old, and it has been rare to live [-] years old.

The body is important. Since there is no hospital, you should exercise your body first.

So, apart from writing manuscripts, Su Mu would run to work in Hu's warehouse every morning.

At the beginning, because of my poor physical fitness, I panted like a cow after running a few steps, with my hands on my knees, and my mouth was wide open, panting continuously.Coupled with the sweat on his head, and the white eyes rolled up because of lack of itching, he looks like a mental patient.

Thus, a rumor spread in Qingyuan County: the young master of the Su family is crazy again, otherwise he wouldn't be running around in the city early every morning.

Just run away, but the biased person still has a weird smile on his face, "Morning", "Aunt Wang, you are out shopping for vegetables", "Uncle Quan is early", people are too scared to answer.

Scholars in this era pay attention to dignified demeanor and elegance. Who would wear a Confucian robe and toss themselves into stinky sweat?

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Not to mention, after running for more than ten days, Su Mu felt that his endurance was getting better and better. Before running 500 meters, he was out of breath, but now he can easily run 2000 meters without sweating.

Moreover, the appetite has also increased, and the rice is only 1% full after eating six or seven taels of rice in one minute. When I see meat, my eyes glow green.

This reminded Su Mu of the time when he ran to the cafeteria to grab food at noon every day when he was in high school, "Half a child, eat me to death!"

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It's already the end of February, the weather is getting hotter day by day, and I run every day, so I can't wear the cotton clothes on my body.

After changing into the single shirt, Su Mu suddenly realized that something was wrong. He had been wearing the coat left by his father all these years.The quality of ancient clothes is worrying. After a few washes, the color will fade, and then it will be worn thinner and thinner, and finally a hole will be broken very quickly.

No way, only patch and patch.

The jacket is okay, but if the key parts of the trousers are torn, it would be embarrassing to patch them.

For example, the pair of trousers that Su Mu put on was a little outrageous.

Others' trousers are torn at the hip, and it doesn't matter if you patch them up a few pieces, but his is torn at the bottom.It has been patched several times, densely packed with several circles of stitches, like an archery target, purely "shoot me" posture.

Where there is no patch, it will be as thin as a cicada's wing after being washed with water, soaked through with sweat, and tends to run away.

On the way to work this day, probably because I was a little more courageous, I walked faster, and with a "puchi", I tore the crotch of my trousers.I had no choice but to walk with my legs crossed, and it took me a long time to borrow a pair of pants from the warehouse.

Su Mu's monthly salary is three taels, and there is still 600 taels of draft fees that have not arrived in the account. At this moment, he has developed a rich man's mentality, and decided to borrow a month's salary from the boss to add some clothes to himself.Besides, Xiao Die's clothes are too worn out, that little girl is loyal to her, and she has suffered a lot all these years, so I have the responsibility and obligation to take care of her.

I went to look for Hu Baihu, but I didn't want the big boss of Hu's warehouse to be away, and Lao Li disappeared with him.

After asking, they realized that it was the busy spring plowing, so they went to Daomaguan to arrange manpower to sow the seeds.

Seeing Su Mu's disappointed face, some troublemakers in the warehouse asked him why he was troubled.

Hearing that they wanted to borrow money, the person who came to ask said with a strange smile, "Master is not here, you can ask other people who live in the house to borrow money!"

"That's not good?"

"What's wrong... Well, looking at you, of course, the more you look at it, the happier you are. It's just that you need to say something nice." The smile is even more weird.

Su Mu thought that the man asked him to ask the hostess of the Hu family to borrow money, and he had also heard that Hu Baihu was afraid of guilt, so it seemed that the owner of the Hu family must have the final say.I went to Hu Baihu to borrow money by myself. Maybe the boss had to ask the boss's wife.Instead of this, it is better to find the head of the house directly.

It has only been half a month since Su Mu traveled to the Ming Dynasty, and he still retains the concepts of modern people. He didn't think about anything else, so he ran to the residence of the female relatives in the backyard to ask for an interview.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a frighteningly tall girl holding a pair of scissors and trimming the branches of a bush of gardenias in the yard.

This girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She had red lips, white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows. She was wearing a long skirt of green onion color. Standing in the garden, basking in the spring sunshine, she was full of youthful vitality.

It's just that they are too tall, all 1.7 meters.

In the Ming Dynasty, when there were women with a height of 1.5 meters everywhere, this stature was amazing.Even in modern society, it is still a model figure.

Su Mu praised in his heart, and called casually: "Little beauty, is Madam here?"