I descend into the world of heaven

After Agent Lin boredly ridiculed Chen Chu, a stinky scholar who could never pass the exam, he left with satisfaction. Chen Chu sat in the booth and looked at his back in a daze.

Earlier, the boss thought that Chen Chu was unhappy, so he quickly took a steamed bun and put it in a small bowl in front of him and said: "Hey, scholar, you are very raw. You should not be from our county. Don't be angry. Captain Lin is Officials have two mouths, and right and wrong are all in their mouths. We poor people cannot fight against them."

Chen Chu smiled and said, "What you said is right. If I come back with merit, wouldn't it be enough for him?"

The boss smiled bitterly and said: "You scholars all like to have this kind of dream of reaching the sky in one step. I have seen many scholars say this, whether they are from this county or from other places, but the result is that the highest one is just a candidate. Don't listen." I get excited when I hear the word 'juren', because the scholar who was selected for the exam spent a lot of money to get on the list!"

Chen Chu didn't speak.

The boss said in an experienced tone: "Ordinary people have already burned a lot of incense if they can pass the exam. In the future, setting up a stall and writing letters and couplets for people will be very good. What's better is to work as a bookkeeper or a teacher in a private school. As for continuing, Don't even think about taking the exam or becoming an official. Official career is reserved for children of powerful families!

You guys go to take the exam, thinking that your failure to pass is due to your ability. You are wrong, you cannot pass simply because your names and your parents’ identities do not match up! "

When he said this, he saw that Chen Chu didn't reply. He realized how much impact saying these things would have on a scholar. The reason why he knew these things was because those yamen police officers often came over to eat and drink, and he only overheard them chatting after dinner.

Chen Chu was a scholar on the surface. He cupped his hands and said, "I believe that everything depends on man-made efforts, God rewards hard work, and even a poor family can get ahead..."

The boss sneered: "A poor family does not refer to ordinary people like us who are wrapped in mud. It refers to a once rich and famous family that has fallen behind and is not doing well, but even so it is much better than us."

Chen Chu placed a few coins on the table, picked up the steamed buns in the bowl and ate them: "Thank you, boss, for clearing up the confusion!"

It was a rare opportunity for the boss to complain about such things. It was great, but it was also equivalent to ruining other people's dreams. He said with some embarrassment: "Scholar, this soy milk steamed bun is my treat..."

Chen Chu had already stood up and walked away, turning his back to the boss and waving his hands.

The boss's breakfast shop is a "family business". He has been running a stall for more than 30 years. He has met all kinds of people, and naturally he can see that Chen Chu has a temperament that ordinary people don't have. He picked up the copper coins on the stall one by one, put them into the clay pot, and sighed: "In this world, we only talk about money. Without money, it is difficult to move forward..."

Chen Chu returned to Old Man Fan's house.

When the courtyard door was pushed open and he walked in, his brows suddenly furrowed. Old Fan was sitting on the stone in the courtyard. Next to him stood two men in government uniforms, glaring at Old Fan and saying something.

When Chen Chu walked in, he saw one of the police officers coming over and looked him up and down: "Scholar, our Chenghuang Temple in Zichuan County was set on fire by thieves. The county magistrate plans to rebuild the Chenghuang Temple for the long-term peace of our county." , each household needs to raise two copper coins, which is two taels of silver, so please pay as soon as possible."

Chen Chu looked at the messenger and said, "Master, I'm not from Zichuan County. I'm just passing through and staying for a while."

He had just demolished the City God's Temple last night. As soon as it got light in the morning, or even before the morning passed, the county boss had already come up with an idea to get the money. It was a great idea.

The officer held the booklet in his hand and sneered: "As long as you step on our land in Zichuan County, you will contribute to Zichuan County! If you don't want to pay, I suspect that you are a spy sent from the northern grassland. , after all, only spies don’t care whether my Great Qian Dynasty can prosper..."

As soon as he said this, the policeman standing next to Old Man Fan laughed, took off the rusty chain from his waist and walked over: "Then go to the county jail to sober up for a few days!"

They all sang in harmony, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Lao Fantou, who was as motionless as a statue, suddenly raised his head and said: "Pay, we all pay, and I will pay his share too!"

Chen Chu was shocked. He had been with Lao Fantou for more than a month. In addition to having a weird temper, he was also a person who valued money very much. He would spend as little or as little as he could, so he would save as much as possible without knowing what to do.

Two taels of silver are two copper coins. According to Chen Chu's daily consumption on the street, the purchasing power of copper coins is quite high. A typical copper coin is one thousand, which is similar to the purchasing power of more than 800 yuan in the real world. The county boss forced the people to crowdfund the money to rebuild the Chenghuang Temple, which means that each household must spend more than 1,600 yuan...

It had been half an hour since the two police officers arrived and they had been grinding on Old Man Fan for half an hour. They saw that he refused to eat anything, and he had the attitude of squatting in a cell! They didn't dare to really imprison the old man. The reason was very simple. The county government was still a county government. Would it be possible to imprison an old man and immediately execute him on the basis of the crime? If you don’t kill them, you won’t starve to death even if they are locked up. Doesn’t it take a lot of effort to cook the wild vegetable soup? What a waste of time...

The policeman holding the iron chain smiled and said: "Old immortal, our brothers are almost talking. You can't hold back even one copper coin. You have to pay double when this scholar comes. To be honest, shouldn't you?" Is it a wild seed planted when you were young?"

Old Man Fan has a strong character, but today he was very unusual. He did not have a conflict with the two policemen. Instead, he stood up and slowly walked into the room. When he came out, he took a small package and put it on the stone: "There is no one for us. It’s over!”

The messenger opened it and saw that the package contained broken silver of various sizes. They actually carried a steel scale with them and put the broken silver in the scale and weighed it for a while: "I can barely count two taels, old man Fan, I guess you are wise! Let's go!" "They left in a big way and went to the neighbor's house next door...

Chen Chu watched them leave silently.

A person like this, if he were in the wilderness, would be a dead body at this moment, but he can't do anything now because this is Old Man Fan's home...

After giving the two taels of silver, Old Fan said nothing. He was still sitting on the stone looking at his rapeseed flowers. Chen Chu walked over and bowed deeply: "Old Fan, thank you for your help. I will pay back the money as soon as possible." For you."

Old Man Fan seemed to have Alzheimer's disease again. He stared at the rapeseed flowers without moving and murmured: "Mei, there is no water in the water tank. My vegetables are going to dry out..."

Chen Chu was stunned for a moment, then rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "Just wait, I'll go fetch water right now!"