Volume 1 Riding a horse and leaning on the bridge, full of red sleeves Chapter 95 Idlers are like the four of us

Ning Du had the idea of going to Guoan Temple several times, but he repeatedly postponed it. In the morning, Sima taught a class, in the afternoon was a practice at the bottom of the Firefly Lake, and in the evening there was a choke casino, and he really didn't go out for a whole time. Fortunately, I have time tonight and can go for a trip.

"Young Master, how much money do you guess we have now?" Hu Ran held his head high and walked swaggeringly.

"How much?" Ning Du also had to pretend to be flattering.

"One million three hundred and twenty-eight thousand taels!"

"So many!" Ning Du was half flattering and half surprised.

"Of course, if you change it to copper coins, it can be piled up into a mountain. ”

Ning Du thought for a moment, did not interrupt Hu Ran's sweet dream, and asked with a smile, "What are you going to do?"

"Buy all the restaurants in Tiandu, huh...... Maybe this money is not enough, so buy all the restaurants in Chaomingfang first. I'm going to eat anything later without paying!"

"What a great ambition!"

Hu Ran tilted his head proudly and said, "Young Master, I know you're laughing at me again." But if you laugh, go ahead, what I have in my hand is real money is enough, that's one million three hundred and twenty-eight thousand taels, hehe......"

Ning Du couldn't help laughing, of course he couldn't bear to break Hu Ran's dream. One million three hundred and twenty thousand taels, Hu Ran didn't understand what this meant, and the strangled casino couldn't take out so much money at all. What Hu Ran won was just a piece of paper, not a real silver ticket, and the process of this exchange was naturally extremely long. What's more, in the final analysis, the choke casino is the property of Yulong Street, so Hu Ran is winning his own money! If he breaks down, Hu Ran will probably collapse for several days.

Ning Du and Hu Ran found Pang Jiushan and walked towards the Guoan Temple in Beicheng together.

"Brother Ning, I heard about a teaching a few days ago, and it was very interesting. This sect is divided into thirty-two levels, as long as you pay a penny, it is considered the lowest level of this sect, two cents can be upgraded, four cents can be upgraded by one level, eight cents is higher, and so on. For example, if you reach the fourth level this month, then you can receive four cents every month after that. ”

"Isn't that a good way to make money? Hu Ran said impatiently.

Ning Du sneered and said, "Can you calculate how much it costs you to be promoted to the highest level?"

"Hey, I have money anyway!" Hu Ran proudly defended.

Naturally, this sect trumpeted how much money high-ranking disciples could earn each month, and there were more and more disciples, and countless people went bankrupt in order to rise to higher ranks. What's more, this sect won't lose money at all!"

"Why won't it lose money? Even if it collects money in the first month, it still has to be issued in the second month, and it will lose money for two months and three months in a row?" Hu Ran asked her question.

Ning Du looked at Hu Ran like a fool, and Pang Jiushan couldn't help but laugh and said: "Actually, it is a loss for a penny, but when you count it to tens of thousands of taels, you will know why you will never lose it." ”

"Don't tell me to pull it!" Hu Ran snorted a little angrily.

"Isn't there anyone who came out to expose it?" Ning Du asked with doubts.

"Of course, there are countless people who stand up and expose it, but when tens of thousands of taels of silver are placed in front of the disciples, and the high-ranking disciples take their share, no truth will be broken. ”

Ning Du shook his head in disbelief and said, "I can't figure it out, can't you see such an obvious scam?"

"No one believes that they are the last martyrs, and they all end up being martyrs. I heard that this sect leader finally swept away millions of taels. ”

When Hu Ran heard this number, he was shocked. When she thought that her money was taken away like this, she would definitely cry to death.

"Why would anyone believe it?" Ning Du pondered, unable to think of an answer.

Pang Jiushan laughed, looked at the pedestrians around him, and said: "Actually, I can't say it thoroughly, I can only say my point of view - because we no longer believe in it, we no longer believe that hard work can get rich, no longer believe that we can realize our dreams by persisting in struggle, and no longer believe that we will be rewarded if we pay." ”

Ning Du looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Listening to your tirade, it makes sense." ”

"Speaking of tirades, you should actually find another person!"

"He?" Ning Du smiled unconsciously.

"He's the most thorough and insightful person I've ever met. ”

"Haha, let's go see what this awesome man is doing now!"

Hu Ran was eating a popsicle, and suddenly asked suspiciously, "Young Master, who are we going to see?"

"White blue and white. ”

"Then aren't we going to the Guoan Temple?"

"Another day. ”

"Okay. Hu Ran didn't mind where to go, anyway, she could go anywhere now, she could afford to buy anything, and she didn't have to bargain.

Ning Du and Pang Jiushan were full of interest, and walked through the streets and alleys to the White Deer Park. After proving that he was a student of Qingteng Park and waiting for confirmation, Ning Du and the others walked into Bailu Park.

Compared with Qingteng Park, Bailu Park is undoubtedly more elegant and magnificent. A truth-seeking river runs through the entire White Deer Park, the west is the Rigui Mountain, the east is the tide viewing platform, the middle is planted with a hundred years of forests, raising hundreds of beasts and rare birds, it can be said that it is a scenery everywhere.

The overall architectural style of the White Deer Park is black and white, due south and north, row upon row, hanging lights at the four corners, setting up lamps on the roadside, and bright in all directions. There are pavilions everywhere here, there are seats every step, although it is night, those who sit and talk about the Tao, accompanied by those who play, there are still a lot, and there are some books and laughter hidden quietly.

"What a good place to go!" Pang Jiushan couldn't help but sigh.

"I also want to come here to go to school and study!" Hu Ran felt a yearning in his heart.

Peers should be with their peers and work hard for their own aspirations. Anyone who comes to White Deer Park will yearn for it. The cruel learning method and rigid and sluggish atmosphere rumored by the outside world may exist here, but this is still not the first school in the world, it is still the future of the Ming Dynasty, and it is still a place that all teenagers should yearn for.

"At the time, it was a bit arbitrary to draw conclusions after looking at it. Ning Du couldn't help but say.

"Haha, do you still have a time to regret it?" Pang Jiushan laughed.

Ning Du responded with a smile, and didn't want to argue with clever words.

"Ahead is the White Deer Cave. ”

Through the window, there was only a standing figure and a seated figure.

"Bai Qinghua!" Ning Du shouted directly.

Bai Qinghua never thought that Ning Du would come to him at this time, he glanced out the window and looked back at Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang frowned, his face was displeased, and what he hated most was being interrupted by others while he was lecturing.

"Sir, he's my friend. ”

Mr. Zhang looked down at the white blue and white flowers sitting on the stool, his eyes full of sternness. "Don't forget your identity, Bai Yishi!"

"Won't forget. The white blue and white eyes are as firm as a deep pool and high mountains.

Mr. Zhang stared at Bai Qinghua's eyes for a moment, and then said with relief: "That's it, that's the end of today's class, you can go." ”

"Mr. Xie!" Bai Qinghua stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Needless to say, go ahead. ”

"Yes. Bai Qinghua didn't say anything and ran out immediately.

Mr. Zhang looked at the back of Bai Qinghua and thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face like a woodcut. Back then, he did the same.