world free fairy

Chapter 6
"I'm about to repair the house, just so you're here, come and help out!"

Yang Chen looked at the few people who came in, immediately smiled and greeted them warmly.

If there are these few people to help him repair the house, he will definitely be able to repair the house quickly.

After the house is repaired, at least it will make the house much warmer, and this winter will be easier.

"what?"

"What did you say?"

Several people were a little stunned when they heard Yang Chen's words, and spoke in unison.

"You actually plan to let us scholars do such clumsy work?"

"We are all scholars, okay? These jobs are done by those rural folks. What we have to do is to hold a scroll in our hands, get a title on the gold list, and secure the world in the future, and shepherd the people!"

"How can we do such a thing, this is a shame to us!"

"If you weren't our good friend, if you were the second person, we would definitely break justice with him!"

What's the situation?

Yang Chen didn't expect that his casual words would cause such a big reaction from these friends?

After thinking about it for a while, I felt a little ironic in my heart.

It turns out that in the Great Zhou Dynasty, everything was inferior, only reading was high.

The status of scholars is still very high in society.

This group of scholars, before becoming famous, basically kept their ears to the outside world, and only read the books of sages, hoping that one day they would become famous all over the world.

In addition to reading, other things are regarded as lowly things by scholars and are disdainful.

They are noble people, so naturally they want to do noble things, such as reading, writing, traveling in the mountains, playing in the water, participating in some poetry gatherings, doing some articles, and enjoying some [wind] and moon. What readers should do.

As for things like repairing a house, they wouldn't do it themselves, even if they were frozen to death.

"Brother Yang, I didn't expect you to degenerate to this point. I think you are really sick, and you can be cured if you are sick!" A bad friend looked at Yang Chen with eyes full of concern, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes. regret.

A majestic Weicheng talent!
A dignified scholar!

To do such lowly things.

It seems a little natural.

This Yang Chen is really seriously ill, so this serious illness won't hurt his brain.

The rest of the bad friends also looked at Yang Chen with sighs, and there was a sense of mourning for his misfortune.

Yang Chen couldn't help but patted himself on the head.

Forget it, the concept of this Great Zhou Dynasty is too different from my own concept, even if I reason with them, it doesn't make sense.

"Well, it's my fault. I'm so sick that I've lost my mind!"

Yang Chen let these people into the house.

After pouring everyone a cup of hot water, they spoke.

"Everyone came to see me, Yang Chen, is it because of Master Li's 'Dongmei' poetry meeting?"

Several people looked at each other with a little doubt in their eyes.

I feel that today's Yang Chen is a little different from the past.

Between words and deeds, there is a great confidence.

There is no trace of the promise of the past.

"Yes, you also know that Mr. Li is a very famous person in our Weicheng. It is said that Mr. Li's ancestor was a person who was famous all over the world and inspired all sentient beings to gather incense and ignite the divine fire."

"Master Li, as a descendant of such a god-man, I won't say much about his status and influence in Weicheng!"

"This time Master Li holds the 'Dongmei' poetry meeting, if we can stand out at the poetry meeting and get a compliment from Master Li, we will definitely become famous!"

"With a reputation, it will be easier for us to go to the examination for scholars in the spring of next year!"

"We know you have literary talent, would you like to go to the poetry club?"

A few people spoke to each other and made things clear.

After Yang Chen finished listening, he tapped on the table lightly with his hands, making a very rhythmic sound, one after another, the sound was endless.

My mind was also spinning rapidly, thinking, if I participated in this 'Dongmei' poetry meeting, what benefits would it bring me?
After all, in my mind, there are 5000 years of classic poems in China. Participating in a poetry meeting with these people is simply bullying them.

It is completely possible to achieve a crushing victory.

In addition, he was thinking about the amazing information revealed in the words of these people.

Scholars can actually arouse the thoughts of sentient beings, gather incense, ignite divine fire, and become gods!

After looking through the memories of his predecessor Yang Chen, he realized that there are indeed legends in this world where scholars become gods, but the legends are just legends. As a low-level scholar, he has never seen a scholar who became a god.

Maybe it's just a legend!
Yang Chen chuckled secretly in his heart, just like his own world, there are many kinds of legends, there are legends of immortality, there are also legends of flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, and there are legends of creating the world and creating the universe, but The legend is just a legend. No one has ever seen an immortal person, let alone someone who can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. As for the creation of the world and the creation of the universe, no one has ever seen it.

Scholars become gods, can scholars also become gods?
Perhaps, this is just a legend in this world.

Yang Chen shook his head, no longer thinking about this question, he might as well ask something practical.

Now Yang Chen has a desolate family and is hungry. For him, the most important thing is to have a warm room and a steaming meal.

"Apart from fame, are there any rewards for those who come out on top?" Yang Chen asked.

After all, relying on the knowledge he possessed, Yang Chen was very confident in winning No.1.

"Apart from reputation, what else should we pay attention to?" Several bad friends laughed at themselves.

"Besides, we want to take the first place just because of us? Let's forget it, we're just going to show our faces and get acquainted with each other!"

"However, I paid a little attention. It seems that No.1 can not only get a calligraphy from Master Li, but also a thousand taels of silver!"

"It's just a smelly thing, not worth mentioning!"

When it comes to thousands of taels of silver, these few scholars look a little dismissive.

"rich?"

Hearing the thousand taels of silver, Yang Chen's eyes lit up.

Unlike this group of scholars who lived in the Great Zhou Dynasty, as a modern person, he knows the importance of money.

As the saying goes, if you have money, you can travel all over the world, but if you don't have money, you can't go anywhere.

Money is not everything, but without money, nothing is impossible.

Money is inseparable from food, drink and lazard.

Reading needs money!

Food needs money!

It takes money to make new clothes!

In life, there is almost no place for money you don't need.

"Money is a good thing!"

Yang Chen was secretly excited, he had already decided that he had to attend Master Li's 'Dongmei' poetry meeting.

"Hey, Brother Yang has indeed fallen. Hearing the word money, his eyes lit up!"

Several of Yang Chen's bad friends shook their heads helplessly, secretly regretting in their hearts, they were very worthless for Yang Chen.

The former Weicheng talent has now gotten into the eyes of money.

(End of this chapter)