Chapter 1: Believing in small advertisements for telephone poles will not end well

It was the dog days of midsummer, the scorching sun seemed to burn the air, and Ouyang, a 21-year-old unemployed man in a cheap white T-shirt and casual shorts, was panting as he struggled to move on a dry dirt road in the countryside that was only a car wide. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you want to say why Ouyang fell into this step, you have to start with a letter from his irresponsible father. It's the 21st century now, and I don't think anyone believes that anyone still uses letters to communicate. When Ouyang, who was spending his days leisurely at a third-rate university, saw his father's letter, it was already half a year after it was sent.

My son Ouyang personally opened:

Time flies like a white horse, since you left, you can't sleep every night.

Are you in good health, but are you able to have enough money? Thou art very capable, and thou hast the style of being a father in the past, and thou shalt surely be in good spirits. On the occasion of the spring equinox, the daughter of Master Wang, a butcher at Rucunkou, got married, and had the courage to learn chess and card skills with his family for his father. I didn't know that the family was so hateful that they actually partnered to bully me as a lone man, and my father was shocked and angry and fought back, and finally outnumbered, owing two thousand three thousand dollars. I had no choice but to take out all the money from my spare bank card and hand it over to his tiger wolf. Woohoo lament, look at the ring of my son's thoughts.

Thou shalt father

Outside the Ossen

Ouyang recalled for 3 minutes and 17 seconds, and finally remembered that the spare bank card that his father said was the bank card that came with the admission letter, and the school would automatically deduct the tuition fee from it every semester, and Ouyang, who had relied on family skills and economic self-reliance since junior high school, also saved four years of tuition in it at the beginning.

So here's the problem.

"Ouyang, that stinky woman in the Academic Affairs Office asked you to go, it seems that there is a problem." The class leader of Ouyang University ran over from the dormitory next door, and the class leader of the university was probably going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

The problem was solved quickly.

Ouyang, who rolled up the cover, took the only 574 yuan and 7 jiao left in his pocket, including 200 yuan funded by his roommate, and bought a green train ticket back to his hometown at the deserted train station on weekdays, and spent an unforgettable night in the smell of the narrow carriage.

From now on, he no longer has to care about any credits, grades, papers, reports, or social interactions, and from then on he will say goodbye to these troubles of college, and from then on he will become a free - unemployed vagrant.

Leaning against the car window, he looked at the expressionless stranger reflected in the glass, full of confusion about his future life. It was a quarter past seven, and the sky was dyed as blue as the sea with the light that had not yet dissipated. The scene was shorter than the sunset, and as the night grew darker, the world was enveloped in blue, and the whole land sank into darkness in a few breaths.

With the train honking again and again, Ouyang, who finally breathed the warm air of his hometown after a long absence, felt that all this was not as bad as he imagined. This village, a small town attached to a small town away from the hustle and bustle of the big city, can walk from one end to the other in about ten minutes. The early rice in the fields has already begun to tassel, and if it is a weekend, there will be bear children playing barefoot on the ridges of the fields catching frogs. Today on weekdays, Ouyang was the only one listening to the rustling of rice leaves alone, but this rare cleanliness was not bad.

Until the fierce master Wang at the entrance of the village, he shook his arm as thick as Ouyang's thigh and blocked Ouyang's way.

"Hey, boy, you're finally back." Master Wang grinned, and the splatter was mixed with a strong smell of tobacco.

"Ah, is Uncle Wang looking for me?"

"Your father owes me money and ran away, if you don't come back, I can only tear down your family's broken copper and iron and sell it to the scrap collector Chen Mouse." Master Wang's face was impatient.

"Didn't he pay it off?" Ouyang was puzzled.

"That was the first one, and then he shouted that he wanted me to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, and the bicycle was dismantled." Master Wang took out a few crumpled notes from his pocket, "Well, this is an IOU written by your father, you won't admit it." ”

Ouyang looked at the IOUs written in tens of thousands, and the strong hard pen words on them were undoubtedly his father's notes. He instantly felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and these numbers together were not enough to sell his two kidneys.

"But your Uncle Wang and I are not such unreasonable people, I know that it is all your dead father's fault," Master Wang put on a smile that he thought was kind, "You see that my second baby Tiger Niu also happens to be a double ten Jialing, and Ou Xian's nephew is also in your prime, what's the matter, as long as you marry Hu Niu, the two families will naturally have nothing to owe or owe money." ”

Ouyang tilted his head 45 degrees to the right, just in time to catch a glimpse of the tiger girl hiding behind the courtyard wall with half of her face secretly sent Qiu Bo to him, and his father, Master Wang.

Ouyang trembled and moved his head back again.

Master Wang patted Ouyang on the shoulder and said, "How about it, have you figured it out, do you want to move bricks for half a lifetime, or do you have to work hard for half a lifetime." ”

If I go to your house, my little body will not be eaten and wiped clean by your daughter that night, and even the packed lunch box will be saved. Of course, Ouyang didn't dare to say this, not to mention the IOU in Master Wang's hand, just the big hand that was about to slap Ouyang's shoulder apart would kill him.

"You see, I don't have a job now, I don't have a deposit, I don't have a car, and even my only house leaks when it rains, it's really not a good match for a tiger girl." Ouyang dodged past Master Wang's grappler, shouting as he ran away.

Fortunately, Ouyang didn't leave behind in school to exercise, unlike the dead housemate who ran 50 meters in the dormitory all day long, and still relied on the physical strength of a young man to throw off Master Wang, who turned black.

"You...... You kid...... Toast and don't eat and drink, don't let me catch you! Master Wang put down the cruel words, of course, another meaning of the cruel words is to temporarily express compromise, otherwise the problem that can be solved with his fists Master Wang is definitely too lazy to move his tongue.

There was already some spider silk coiled on the wooden door of the house.

Ouyang pushed open the door and found that in addition to some iron-making stoves in the courtyard, even the Nanmu Eight Immortals Table in the living room had been chopped by a person and used as firewood. As for why Ouyang knew that the table had been chopped for firewood, and there was a table leg lying in the corner and no one picked it up.

Fortunately, he brought back all the daily necessities, but he may have to lay the floor for a while.

Although the ancestral craft is a blacksmith, okay, you have to call the blacksmith also Cheng, Ouyang is also rough about carpenter's work, and there is no problem in cutting some wood to make a simple bed.

Clothing, housing and transportation are all done, or the most important thing left is to solve the problem and eat.

Master Wang is still waiting in the village, and it is impossible for Ouyang to open the blacksmith workshop again.

Then, I can only find a big thick leg to hug first. It's just that it's hard to get reliable information in this uninformed village, and if you want to look for a job in the town, Ouyang touched the few coins left in his pocket, and he was afraid that he could only pick up two newspapers and sleep on a park bench at night. This damn inflation, even the train ticket has risen so much, two years ago, there should still be a Grandpa Mao left.

"Hey! Stinky boy, get out of here, and I'll give you a chance to beg for mercy. Master Wang's roar startled the three vicious dogs raised by Aunt Gu's family next door to bark non-stop, "Call a ghost and don't you know Uncle Wang and me!" ”

Ouyang took advantage of the opportunity of Master Wang being dragged and slipped out of the back door in time, and sure enough, the wicked still need a vicious dog to grind. Quietly, Mimi hides his figure, and suddenly catches a glimpse of a small advertisement with scribbled handwriting hanging on a telephone pole that is hard to find in the big city.

Careers:

A sword maintenance specialist

Requirements: More than 3 years of forging experience, bachelor's degree or above, CET-6 or TOEFL 80 or above, proficient in C++/JAVA programming is preferred.

12 hours a day, seven days a week, including room and board, and the treatment is negotiable.

Interested parties should go to No. 38 Lancuishan North Road for an interview before 15:00 on weekdays.

Not to mention that this is simply the work and rest time of low-level laborers in the 19th century, why do you need to be able to program weapons to maintain them! Is your sword developed with rune technology?

Although Ouyang's inner complaints were like waves of the tide, he had no choice but to take a look at Lancui Mountain, which was not far away, and head towards the Lancui Mountain North Road, which he had never heard of.

The timeline returns to the present, and watching the mountains and running dead horses can be said to be a true portrayal of Ouyang now. Ouyang, who had been walking under the scorching sun for more than half an hour, felt that the Lancui Mountain was still the same size as it was at the beginning. Strangely, in his memory, Lancui Mountain was not so far away, and when he looked back, the small village was almost invisible.

Not taking a sip of water halfway through was the biggest mistake. Sweating Ouyang, he felt that the salt loss in his body was serious, coupled with the bumps on the train for a day and a night, and in order to get rid of Master Wang's wild running, all the exhaustion came like a tsunami, Ouyang suddenly felt that his body had become heavier, and then the black spots in his vision began to flicker continuously, and he only heard a plopping sound, and his eyes couldn't see anything.

"Ah, you, is it someone from outside?" A soft female voice came into Ouyang's mind, "Forget it, send you to the white-haired one, it's good to have a back pot, easy and relaxed." ”

This woman must have a terrible personality, this is Ouyang's last thought.

……

"Name," the woman with long silver-white hair asked in a clear voice.

"Uh, Ouyang." Ouyang, who had just regained consciousness, was still a little confused.

"I'll say name." The woman began to get impatient.

"It's Ouyang," Ouyang added in a whisper, "The surname is Ou Mingyang." ”

"Is your father stupid to take this kind of name, forget it," the woman sighed to express her dissatisfaction, "Introduce yourself, my name is Qingshuang." ”

"It seems to be a bit silly," Ouyang thought back to the father who absconded with the gambling debts, and very much agreed with the opinion of the stinky tempered woman in front of him, "Qin ...... Miss Frost? Thank you for saving me. ”

"It's not Qin, it's the Qing of Qingqiu, the frost of frost and snow." Qingshuang corrected, "And it wasn't me who saved you, it's a yellow-haired stinky girl." ”

In view of the last gloating words Ouyang heard before he passed out and the unkind tone in the mouth of the woman named Qingshuang in front of him, Ouyang decided that it was better to cut off this topic quickly.

"Anyway, I still want to thank you for being able to take in the talented ones!"

"If there's nothing to do, please get out of here." Qingshuang mercilessly began to chase people.

"That, I'm here to apply for a sword maintenance specialist at No. 38 Lancuishan." Ouyang planned to be cheeky and ask for directions.

"Clams?"

"I saw the Xiaoguang, no, and recruitment notices posted on it, so I came here." Ouyang hurriedly explained, lest Qingshuang be dissatisfied again.

"Did you graduate from college?"

"Now I'm a sophomore, and I'm taking a leave of absence."

"Why?"

"Because I didn't pay the tuition."

"Have you passed level six?"

"I haven't had time to take the test yet."

"Can I do programming?"

"Prepare to dabble in."

"So what's your use?" Qingshuang asked with a disdainful countenance.

"I have been working with my father since elementary school, and I have a lot of experience in hammering and not forging." Ouyang rubbed his nose, this was the only thing he was proud of.

"Who will not be forging to apply for this, what we need now is international talents with horizontal development and broad prospects.

Ouyang was indeed stunned by Qingshuang's pronunciation comparable to Japanese English, and subconsciously nodded before reacting, "Could it be the Xiaoguang, no, and recruitment notice posted by Miss Qingshuang?" ”

"That's me, do you have any grievances?" Qingshuang was a little embarrassed and didn't overdo it, she was still self-aware of her own handwriting, "And this is not a small advertisement, you must have deliberately said the wrong thing, hey!" It took a lot of effort to put it on, and you have to pay attention to how difficult it is to not be taken away by the wild cats and sparrows in the countryside? ”

"Miss Qingshuang is amazing." Although Ouyang didn't think so at all in his heart.

"Hmph, it's useless to pat yourself on the back," Qingshuang's expression was not as cold as just now, "I'll just reluctantly let you be an intern, we can talk about working hours." ”

"12 hours a day, all year round, right?"

"There is no overtime pay for overtime, no overtime will be deducted from wages, the monthly salary is 1200, and the five insurances and one housing fund will be solved by yourself." Qingshuang said with a look, afraid that Ouyang would regret it.

Feelings Qingshuang eldest lady, you really treat me as an animal, Ouyang suddenly felt that he had fallen into a thief's den, and it was no better than being caught by Master Wang. It's really just out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den, although it seems to be quite happy to be eaten by this wolf.

"If you agree, sign the contract, let's take three years to see if the performance is positive." Out of nowhere, Qingshuang found two pieces of paper, the handwriting on them was the same scribbled as on the small advertisement.

Qingshuang narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised 30 degrees, stared at Ouyang with a smile in the most standard business room, and handed the two contracts to Ouyang in her hand. She didn't seem to notice that the spring light in her long-sleeved white shirt that had unbuttoned her two buttons was faintly leaking out.

If you refuse now, you will definitely die a miserable death, Ouyang believes that his sixth sense will definitely not be wrong. So he took a pen and paper and signed his name with a sad face, I don't know if this thing has legal benefits, even if it doesn't, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape the fate of selling himself.

"Then you are welcome to join, Lancuishan Ancient Sword Tomb Urban Development Administration, I am the director (temporary) Qingshuang."

Qingshuang stretched out his white palm, and Ouyang wiped his hand on his trouser leg, and he touched it and closed it. Qingshuang grabbed the back of Ouyang's retreating hand with lightning speed.

"What the hell," she stuck out her tongue, "or am I that terrible?" ”

Ouyang felt that he would never be this woman's opponent.