Chapter 3: Scholars are assured of slaughter

"Yang Li, where are you going?"

Seeing Yang Li walking away, Bai Shuyin chased two steps for no reason.

She didn't know why she shouted this sentence, but judging from the words just now when the legendary fool dared to shoot Zizhu directly in front of her to move bricks, and said fearlessly: "I don't dare to touch a single hair of my hair if I borrow a hundred dares from you..."

Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended, this son is brave and strategic.

This fool who was kicked out of the door by the Yang family, is he really as stupid as rumored?

In the past three months, Baifu has done this to their mother and son, has it passed?

A few thoughts appeared in Bai Shuyin's mind for no reason.

Yang Li didn't care about what Bai Shuyin was thinking at the moment, he didn't even look back.

His figure stumbled a little due to walking too fast, but this did not affect his determination to continue to walk out of the White Mansion.

"You... You dare to ignore Miss Ben..."

Bai Shuyin saw that she was being ignored, and the eldest lady's temper immediately washed away the few guiltes in her heart, and snorted: "I sent someone to investigate you, the third young master of the Yang family in Hangzhou Mansion, but your father has been missing for eight years, and you and your mother have been driven out by the Yang family."

I don't know what confidence you have to be so arrogant in front of me, but I want to tell you that the old friendship between the Bai family and the Yang family has been consumed by your recklessness just now, and when my grandmother turns sixty, your mother and son will wait to be swept away, I hope you don't regret it..."

"Confidence? Regret? ”

Yang Li sneered: "Jokes? Do you think my confidence is the Yang family in Hangzhou? Do you think I, Yang Li, are very rare, and your Bai family's livestock enclosure?

You take yourself too seriously, and you take the Bai family too seriously..."

Speaking of this, Yang Li's voice paused, stopped, slowly turned around, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Three days later, I will come to pick up my mother from Baifu, if I still see her living in this room where chickens and ducks are closed, don't blame me Yang Li for not remembering the origin left by Bai Muxi...

I also send Miss Bai a word of advice, but when I come back, I know that my mother is still being bullied in the slightest, I will definitely make you regret it..."

After speaking, Yang Li turned around again and strode away......

The early morning sun stretched his thin shadow very long, and Bai Shuyin stood in place blankly, only the stubborn and emaciated back gradually disappeared in her sight......

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Coming out of Baifu, go north for almost two or three miles, turn around and pass through a few streets, and it is the most lively and prosperous Lehe Street in Fuzhou Prefecture.

The vicissitudes of time have carved the bluestone floor under your feet to be uneven, the ox cart carrying the goods bumped in the shouting of the troubled hawkers, and the wings of the attics on both sides of the street are about to fly, showing the infinite charm of wooden buildings and outlining a unique picture of the Ming Dynasty.

However, no matter how novel all these scenes and pictures are, they don't help Yang Li's current situation in a dime.

Three days, I only have three days, if I can't earn enough money to rent a house within three days, my mother and I will face more cruel bullying and humiliation from the Bai family...

Thinking of this, Yang Li, who had been wandering back and forth on the street three times, suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have any skills to make money.

In his last life, Yang Li, as the youngest genius in the field of ultraneutrinos, basically spent all his time on learning and scientific research.

To put it bluntly, for Yang Li in the previous life, money was just a number to him, and there was no intuitive concept.

And yet, now... There are only three days...

That's embarrassing!

The cruel words have been released, so you can't go back and beg Bai Shuyin to take you in, right?

Get back?

How is this possible!

Yang Li gritted his teeth, leaned weakly under an ancient big banyan tree, looked at the lively street, and his consciousness was once again immersed in the exchange system in his mind.

System Level: Level 1

System maintenance fee: 100 taels per month.

The number of daily tradable commodities activated by the current system: 3 pieces (Note: The host can select the commodity with a price less than or equal to the price of 100 taels of silver in the search column.) ）

Minimum transaction amount: from 10 taels.

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Special note: 1. The system has been started, and the host must complete the first transaction within three days, otherwise the system will enter a sleeping state, and it will be a month later to open it again.

2. The host must pay the system maintenance fee before the last day of each month, otherwise the system will die together with the host.

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Nani?

What the hell is this Nima?

A maintenance fee of 100 taels per month? Or else they will perish with me?

Ten or two transactions?

You also want me for ten taels of silver for a pack of spicy strips? Dare not be in the black spot?

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After studying the system in his mind again, Yang Li felt that his crossing benefit was simply too strange.

Money, money, money... Master doesn't even have the money to rent a house yet, so you tell me that if you don't give 100 taels this month, you'll kill me...

Well, Yang Li has figured it out, this strange system is completely a vampire parasitic on himself.

I don't know how long I leaned under the big banyan tree in a daze, until my stomach began to growl, Yang Li realized that the most urgent problem to solve at present was to eat a good meal to replenish this weak body that had been in bed for too long.

It's also a coincidence, just when Yang Li racked his brains to think about how to eat a big meal without spending money, he happened to see a couplet hanging on the door of an attic called Xinyue Building not far away, and there was only one sentence on the face: "Hold good news in order to be a celebrity"

The lower link on the right is blank.

Hold good news and hope for celebrities? Isn't this what job advertisements mean, and they are thirsty for talent.

Yang Li was overjoyed, and he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so he strode directly towards this restaurant called Xinyue Building.

"This guest officer, I want to eat something..."

As soon as Yang Li walked into the restaurant, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old shopkeeper surrounded him with a smile on his face.

However, before the shopkeeper finished speaking, Yang Li, who was already hungry and rebelled, directly found a place to sit down, interrupted the shopkeeper's nonsense, and muttered: "Bring up all the signature dishes of your restaurant..."

"All up?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was stunned at first, but as his gaze swept over Yang Li's whitewashed blue robe, a sly smile flashed from the corner of the shopkeeper's mouth: "Haole, table six, the town's signature dish, eighteen kinds of seafood..."

The shopkeeper's voice was very loud, and the tone dragged on for a long time, but just when Yang Li understood that it was eighteen kinds of seafood, the shopkeeper who had put the sackcloth on his shoulder had disappeared into the corner leading to the back kitchen.

Eighteen kinds of seafood?

Yang Li was also stunned when he heard it: "That... Little Second Brother..."

It's not that he thinks it's too expensive, but Yang Li thinks that his body has just recovered from a serious illness, and overeating is estimated to be not good for his body, and it is more appropriate to reduce eighteen to eight.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if you eat more or less, it's a big deal to use your salary deduction when you apply for a job.

However, an even more bizarre scene happened, just when Yang Li got up and just shouted the three words of the second brother, he heard a middle-aged man wearing a square hat and a small beard on the counter carrying a brush full of ink while writing, while shouting: "Table No. 6, the signature dish of the town store, eighteen kinds of seafood, five taels of silver..."

Nani?

Is this considered an order?

Well, place an order, even if it's the first reward for yourself.

Yang Li doesn't have any intuitive concept of this so-called five-tael pattern silver at all, isn't it just a meal of seafood, it's not a big deal.

As everyone knows, just when Yang Li was lazily leaning on the back of the chair and waiting for the time to eat a big meal, a man with a big waist and a round waist and a striking scar on his face in the back kitchen clicked a big lobster jumping on the board into two halves and said, "Monkey, who killed this time?" Is it reliable? ”

"Fifth brother rest assured, I saw what he was wearing, he is a scholar, the fifth brother can rest assured that he is the poorest scholar who pays attention to face, and he can't rely on his accounts..."

The kitchen knife in the scarred man's hand slashed on the cutting board and made a banging sound, and he sighed: "It's still easy to do the business of a scholar, if he dares to repay the debt, let's go directly to the yamen, so that he can't participate in the scientific examination..."

"Isn't it... If you weren't a scholar, I wouldn't have dared to ask you to go straight to the eighteenth class..."