Shen Yun didn't let the silver bottle wait long.

Strode forward, but in the blink of an eye, it became farther and farther away from Shen Xi's mansion.

At the same time, it is getting closer and closer to the most lively city center.

For this place, Shen Yun is full of expectations.

After all, the looming livelihood problem needs to be solved here.

It is not as sparse as the pedestrians when entering the city, and most of the merchants and tourists from Chengji County are gathered here. Before they arrived, they heard a loud noise in the distance, some shouting, some haggling, and some just chatting with each other.

Silver Bottle came to this crowded place, carefully protected the rock sugar gourd that was put back in his arms, and followed Shen Yun's side, his head kept turning, searching for all the information around him that could find work.

It's just that, after all, the livelihood of the people of Qinzhou is quite difficult.

Dafan worked hard, Fang heard a shout, and when he followed the sound, he had already been blocked by a group of sturdy and powerful men.

Then looking at the three or five people who were selected to leave, the rest could only sigh secretly.

Shen Yun didn't feel that he could be more powerful than these men, nor did he feel that his thin body could enter the eyes of others.

Only now, my biggest advantage lies in mental work.

For example, writing letters.

Such an idea came to his mind, but when Shen Yun saw a dozen scholars sitting around one place, competing for a business, his scalp was a little numb. For a living, fuck Sven.

I don't care much about Sven, but I lack the ability to snatch food.

Stopping and stopping like this, a long street actually came to an end inadvertently.

It's just that the livelihood I was looking for was still not found after all. The clothes were a lot messy, and they were all crowded by pedestrians.

Standing on the street, Silver Bottle looked disappointed.

"Uncle, when will I find a job?" I can't tell if it's complaining or helpless, but the voice sounds like she doesn't have any strength at all, and the little girl is obviously tired.

Shen Yun wanted to shake his head and tell her that he didn't know.

However, thinking of the quarrel in the uncle's house, and thinking of the heroic promise to walk out of the door, Shen Yun couldn't say anything depressing in the end.

"It's coming, don't be in a hurry. Doesn't your grandmother often say that there is always a handful of grass under the mouth of every sheep. Rubbing the little girl's head again, in the slightly dissatisfied eyes of the silver bottle, Shen Yun continued:

"You think of me as a sheep trapped in that mountain nest, and you will always find a handful of life-saving grass under your mouth before you starve to death."

"Uncle, you're going to lie. Sheep eat grass, grass is worthless after all, and you can eat it naturally if you find the right place. People want to eat, and food always costs money, so you can't beg for it like those beggars. ”

Thinking of the dirty guy just now, holding a broken bowl, humming lotus flowers in his mouth, and lying in front of the wall along the street to catch lice, she shivered.

was amused by the little girl so seriously, Shen Yun also relaxed a lot, and scolded with a smile: "Silly girl, this is an analogy." ”

Ignoring the little girl's sudden realization, her attention gradually turned to the place where the table was set up at the corner of the street and the paper, ink, pen and inkstone were placed.

This is a housekeeper who is about fifty years old, dressed in silk clothes from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the style of the three young servants who are arrogant, let people know that the origin is not simple.

After the visit was done, the housekeeper suddenly shouted: "Scholars who come and go, and pay attention, some books in my master's study have been moth-eaten recently, and I need a few good-looking scholars to help copy copies." ”

"If you have some skills, just come and give it a try. Each book varies from 10 to 20 wen depending on the thickness of the book, and is paid on the spot. ”

When the words fell, Shen Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.

Even the silver bottle, which was still in a state of sudden realization, pulled Shen Yun's hand again and again: "Uncle, this job must be suitable for you." You see, it's so close, hurry over and have a look. ”

As he spoke, three or four scholars had already gathered around.

This time, Shen Yun didn't want this great opportunity to slip away, so he stepped forward.

I don't want to, this time, I really met an acquaintance.

"Hey, isn't this a kid from the Shen family? What's the matter, a guy who can't even pass the test still wants to steal business with us? ”

The scholar who spoke was called Zhou Ziwen, and he was a student of Chengji County School. At the beginning, Shen Yun also stayed in the county school for a while, but later quit halfway because his family background did not allow it. But during the time of the county school, Shen Yun was quite appreciative, and some small-minded guys became jealous.

Zhou Ziwen is one of them.

This is clearly to peel off Shen Yun's qualifications, after all, if he said that he failed the test in front of people, he soon said that this person was not good.

However, the steward had rich experience in the end, and he did not prejudice against Shen Yun because of this. Just watched coldly, watching the young people in front of him make a fuss.

Shen Yun glanced at Zhou Ziwen, and a sneer came out of his mouth: "It's like if you have passed the test and are about to rush to Beijing with Zhou Gong to report to the Ministry of Rites." ”

The silver bottle didn't know what this short sentence meant, but how could the few people around Zhou Ziwen not know. Xu is and Zhou Ziwen were just nodding friends, and they couldn't help laughing out loud at this time.

Zhou Ziwen's face suddenly turned blue.

"You ......"

was about to scold Shen Yun angrily, but he didn't know what to say, the conversation stopped here, and was picked up by Shen Yun: "What am I, when I talk about others, remember to clean myself up first." What this old gentleman wants is that the words are good-looking, what does it have to do with whether he is in the middle or not. ”

This happened to fall into the hands of Zhou Ziwen.

"yes, I want the words to look better. Look at you, you can't even afford to go to county school, where can you afford to buy paper and practice calligraphy. I see, you'd better be more interesting, and leave early. The provincial court wrote a few words in public, and completely lost face. ”

Having said this, Zhou Ziwen has a little more confidence.

A good hand, after all, requires years of practice to achieve. seems to Shen Yun's family background, he really can't even afford pen and paper, can he practice a good hand with a wooden stick and draw on the ground?

The silver bottle was also frightened by Zhou Ziwen's words.

asked Shen Yun in a low voice, "Uncle, are you okay?" I don't think he's right. ”

The little girl turned into a little traitor, which made Shen Yun pat her head helplessly.

"What do you think, if you don't have that confidence, do I dare to bring you over?"

While Shen Yun and Zhou Ziwen were arguing, more than a dozen scholars gathered around the table. One by one, like those who wrote letters to their families before, Sven swept the floor and screamed: "The old gentleman chose me, I have three years of experience in writing family letters, and the handwriting will definitely satisfy you." ”

"I have copied books for the Song family in the east of the city, the Liu family in the south of the city, the Wang family in the west of the city, and the Huang family in the north of the city.

…… Such a sound instantly turned the street into a vegetable market.

The butler, who originally wanted to continue watching the excitement, finally showed the momentum of the servant before he was.

"Silence."

As soon as the sound fell, the guys who had been arguing before instantly closed their mouths and looked at the old man very quietly, wanting to know what he was going to say next.

"I've already said it, and the handwriting must be good. You don't have to fight, there are ten pens on the table, you wait in the order of first come, first served, each person inks "Learning and Chapters", I know by myself. ”

The old butler's words completely broke off the idea of relying on work experience to obtain this errand.

One by one, they scrambled to squeeze together, for fear of being behind others, and completely lost this money-making job.

However, the number of people who came first had already been determined, and at this time, the old housekeeper handed over the pen and paper one by one. The three young servants were not idle, and drove the guys who were still fighting for positions backwards for some distance.

Zhou Ziwen pinched the pen and paper in his hand, and saw that Shen Yun had already put it on the table, and couldn't help but sneer again: "If you don't want to fail the scientific examination, you don't even want face." I'd like to see how you can see people with your handwriting for a while. ”

Shen Yun smiled.

At this point, there is no point in arguing any more. Only by doing his best, taking out the best state, and gaining the recognition of the old housekeeper, is the final winner.

It was not like Zhou Ziwen, who dipped it in thick ink and began to sketch on the paper.

Shen Yun held the pen that had never been dipped in ink, and closed his eyes to sketch something out of thin air. That look was like a Taoist priest in the ruined Taoist temple outside the city, carrying a cinnabar pen and wandering around on the yellow paper.

Zhou Ziwen has already finished writing a line.

Seeing Shen Yun's appearance, he burst out laughing. seemed to feel that his victory was in sight, and he glanced at Shen Yun's chattering appearance a few times, and then picked up the pen and concentrated on writing silently.

Silver Bottle was already waiting a little impatiently.

Zhou Ziwen has already written half a page, and even others have also written several lines. Seeing that Shen Yun was still scribbling with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but remind: "Uncle, everyone is already finishing, don't you have to pretend to be crazy and stupid, okay?" ”

The child shouted angrily, causing the crowd of onlookers to burst into laughter.

Shen Yun, who slowly opened his eyes, looked at the silver bottle with an anxious expression, and dipped his pen in thick ink with a smile, with a little helplessness in his mouth: "I know, didn't you just write half a page, what are you anxious about." ”

As he spoke, his eyes looked at the silver bottle, but the speed under his hands was unusually fast.

The pen walked the dragon and snake, and in the blink of an eye, a line of muscles and bones was powerful, and the small characters of the pen holder fell on the white rice paper.

Looking at the stunned expression on Yin'er's face, Shen Yun couldn't help but laugh. It's ridiculous to laugh, the hand holding the pen is like growing on someone else's body, and it is not affected by the smile at all.

When Zhou Ziwen finished writing a page on his side, he put down his pen and was about to mock Shen Yun, but he was surprised to find that almost everyone looked at the other side of the table with dull eyes. And there, it was Shen Yun who picked up the paper full of words and gently dried the ink marks.

If there are future generations, they will surely cry out in surprise: "What a beautiful thin gold body." ”