In order to force Qin Hao to return to the school, Qin Wang's weak heart suddenly became harder than steel, and as soon as the sky was bright, he drove Qin Hao out of the house, not only did he not give a penny, but he didn't even let him eat breakfast. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For the hard work of the Qin Wang family and the Qin family, Qin Hao is really powerless except for gratitude, in this hierarchical society composed of agriculture and industry, although studying and entering the government is the best choice, it is not the only choice.

Fifteen times in three days may be an unattainable existence for most people, but for Qin Hao with modern thinking, it is not so absolute.

The difficulty now is that there is no penny on me, whether it was in the past or now, the fastest way to make money is to make money, how to earn the first pot of gold in my life.

For Qin Hao, it is still a bit of a headache, if this was put in the past, with his prestige as a scholar in Dengzhou, it would be absolutely no problem to reach out and borrow it from those relatives and friends.

But now, everyone knows about dropping out of school, and all his relatives and friends who can borrow money hope that he can return to the university to study, and at this juncture, no one will lend it to him.

He thought about it, and he thought of a way, that is, to be himself, only by treating himself as himself, can he get the first pot of gold in his life and have the capital to do the next thing.

Heshengtang is not a medicine shop, but a pawnshop, which takes the meaning of harmony and wealth, where it can not only be used as gold, silver and jewelry, but also as a slave Xiaosi.

When the door of Heshengtang creaked slowly open in the morning sun, Qin Hao dodged in like a cat, "Shopkeeper, I'll be a thing?" ”

"When what?"

"Be yourself!"

"Smack!"

The shopkeeper slapped a deed of sale on the counter, didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and said, "Sign this!" ”

Qin Hao did not hesitate, nor did he read the content carefully, Qin Hao, as a modern person, has long been accustomed to this kind of overlord model that has already prepared a contract template.

Sign the name, press the vermilion fingerprint, and return the deed of sale to the shopkeeper.

The general slave maid Xiao Sidang's money is about three times, and the shopkeeper does not increase the price because Qin Hao is a scholar, and the three runs, in exchange for RMB, are only a thousand dollars, and they can buy a famous scholar in Dengzhou Mansion.

People are not as good as cattle, which is the truest portrayal of this society.

Qin Hao didn't have so much emotion, put more than 20 catties of copper coins in a chain, carried them on his shoulders, and then came to Penglai Pavilion in the Xianshan Pavilion.

As the Penglai Pavilion of the four famous buildings in ancient times, there is no shortage of liveliness since the date of construction, the morning sun rises, here gathers all kinds of people, the three religions and nine streams can be said to have everything.

To the east of Penglai Pavilion, there is a simple storytelling field surrounded by a bamboo fence, where an old gentleman is spitting and telling the story of Guan Gong and Qin Qiong.

The story is very old-fashioned, and there is no chapter, there are naturally few people who listen to the book, sparse, the strong fighting spirit of the storytelling, the interest of listening to the book, after a chapter is finished, few people get up to reward.

Qin Hao's heart moved slightly, walked to the old gentleman's side, arched his hand and said, "This old gentleman is invited, under Qin Hao, I have something I want to discuss with you." ”

The old gentleman lowered his head and looked at the doll in front of him, and said angrily: "Don't make trouble here, you little baby, I still have a chapter that I haven't said." ”

Qin Hao looked at the few copper boys on the desk that could be counted with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Don't be impatient, the old gentleman just wants to rent your bookstore, if the old gentleman agrees, this is the rent." ”

Speaking of this, he casually put the hundred copper coins on the desk, and the old gentleman looked at the hundred copper coins, although his eyes were a little bright, but when he thought that this guy was here to rob him of his job, he suddenly shook his head like a merchant.

Seeing this, Qin Hao was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Don't be busy refusing the old gentleman, I will only tell a story here with you, and the right to throw bricks and lead the jade, if the old gentleman thinks that the book is good, you can buy it and say it yourself." ”

The old gentleman looked at Qin Hao for a long time, his eyes were full of suspicion, he really didn't believe Qin Hao's words in his heart, but the hundred copper coins on the desk didn't seem like a joke.

Qin Hao seemed to see through his thoughts, and continued: "The old gentleman only gets a hundred and ten copper plates every day, why don't you die a horse as a live horse doctor, and believe it in the next time?" ”

The old gentleman has been telling stories here for ten years, from the Three Kingdoms to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and in the end there is really no new story to tell, so he directly came to Guan Gong to fight Qin Qiong, and his daily income was so meager that he had to wash his wife's feet when he returned home.

The character of the reader, the discipline of the reader, he has long been broken here, and he can't pick it up, and now there is a chance for him to pick it up, and he will not let it go in vain.

What's more, the initiative is still in his hands, so he put away all the hundred copper coins on the desk, stepped aside, and pointed his right hand slightly to the desk, "Little brother, please take care of yourself." ”

Qin Hao grinned, although he is not a professional storyteller, he has been very fond of listening to book reviews since he was a child, and he still likes the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

"Uh-huh...... Qin Hao cleared his throat, picked up the slightly blackened waking wood on the desk and was about to "snap" it, and suddenly felt that there were too few listeners in front of him, so few that he really didn't have the desire to tell a story.

Standing on a high place, he looked around, and saw a monkey trick not far from the bookstore, his left hand was holding the monkey rope at the same time, he was also holding a broken gong, and his right hand was holding a wooden mallet, beating from time to time. Make a "clang" sound.

Qin Hao didn't hesitate, he came to the side of the monkey as fast as he could, and took out fifty copper coins, "Uncle, I want to rent your gong and return it to you after knocking it." ”

Fifty copper coins is not a small amount, and there is no reason to refuse the monkey, not to mention that the people in ancient times were relatively simple, and the trust between people was much stronger than now.

Qin Hao took the gong, stood on the desk, and started fighting without hesitation, and the sound of the bang was particularly far-reaching, almost all over Penglai Pavilion.

The monkey trickster probably didn't expect Qin Hao to be so ruthless, and he was so distressed that he even shed tears.

Qin Hao and the monkey were naturally unrestrained, so he naturally couldn't feel the pain in his heart, he was beating where he was, and he kept shouting in his mouth, "Walk by, don't miss it, don't want nine hundred and ninety-eight texts, don't want ninety-eight texts, as long as one penny, as long as one penny, as long as one penny, everyone can hear the Romance of the Three Kingdoms of Iron Horse Jinge!" ”

Qin Hao's shouting still had an effect, and before and after the tea effort, the entire storytelling field was surrounded by people, and yesterday's dropout turmoil was only completely fermented today.

Everyone wants to see what this former student can't do if he can't study well, what is he doing in this Penglai Pavilion?

Although the old gentleman had never seen Qin Hao, Qin Hao's name was known, and when he knew that the storyteller in front of him was Qin Hao, he suddenly regretted it a little in his heart.

If Qin Hao was obsessed with storytelling and didn't go to school, then he would be a sinner in Dengzhou Mansion.

The old gentleman's thinking was very simple, and when he figured out this joint, he wanted to stand up and stop it, but he saw Qin Hao raise the gong again, and after a "bang", he started today's storytelling.